Chapter 1859: My courage has never been small

As Ye Zhangqing's words fell silent, all the disciples present were silent, only their gazes fell on Ye Zhangqing.

No one expected Ye Zhangqing to be so direct.

Clearly knowing that tonight's banquet could not end well, even if you wanted to compete for the Senior Brother position, you should have proceeded gradually.

You came out and directly laid bare the topic—are you that arrogant?

Ye Zhangqing naturally knows his move is direct, but right now he has no leisure, no time to play those gradual tricks with everyone.

A Senior Brother position should be seized directly with thunderous means.

The courtyard fell into silence; no one knew how long passed when suddenly Wu Gen burst into loud laughter.

"Haha, good, good, good, this should be counted as the funniest joke I've heard in recent years."

"Senior Brother position, haha, surnamed Ye, do you even deserve it?"

Amid the laughter, undisguised mockery and killing intent filled the air; as his words ended, Wu Gen also rose from his chair, faint spiritual power surging around him.

Wu Gen's cultivation was actually at the Emperor Sovereign Realm level.

His eyes fixed tightly on Ye Zhangqing, his smile gradually faded, and his tone turned icy.

"Surnamed Ye, you are indeed a rare bold person I've seen in recent years; saying you don't know life or death is not an exaggeration."

Facing Wu Gen's words, Ye Zhangqing replied with a calm expression.

"My courage has never been small."

"Bold."

Seeing Ye Zhangqing show no sign of backing down even now, Wu Gen snorted coldly and immediately launched a palm strike without warning, launching an attack on Ye Zhangqing.

Wu Gen's action was indeed somewhat unethical, no different from a sneak attack, but now it's not a sparring match on a stage, so naturally there aren't so many rules.

Moreover, facing Wu Gen's bold strike, Ye Zhangqing's response was not slow at all; he reacted immediately.

He pointed a finger; finger light and palm print collided violently, an Emperor Sovereign Realm-level collision, instantly releasing terrifying aftershocks that caused many surrounding disciples to retreat at once.

Only Wu Gen's followers, seeing him strike, each immediately rushed to kill Ye Zhangqing.

They are all Wu Gen's people; now that the senior brother has made a move, they certainly cannot just stand by.

Unexpectedly, the battle erupted so easily; apparently Wu Gen was also provoked by Ye Zhangqing's earlier actions.

Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, he immediately exploded into action, intending to kill Ye Zhangqing outright.

In the hard clash, Wu Gen gained no advantage; facing the others' encirclement, Ye Zhangqing's Space Ring flashed a bright light.

Immediately a golden dragon-headed cleaver appeared in his hand.

Holding the cleaver, Ye Zhangqing did not retreat but advanced, charging straight into the crowd.

"Courting death."

Seeing Ye Zhangqing charge, all of Wu Gen's followers shouted angrily, but the next second they all regretted it.

Only seen, Ye Zhangqing rushing into the crowd was like a tiger among sheep, his cleaver dancing with mighty vigor.

Originally full of killing intent, the crowd, after Ye Zhangqing slew one with a single blade in an instant, saw their morale drop by half.

That disciple, though only at Great Saint cultivation, had already reached the Great Saint Perfection.

He was just one step away from the Great Emperor Realm.

But before Ye Zhangqing, it was merely a matter of a single encounter.

He didn't even have time to react before being slain by Ye Zhangqing's blade.

Since he had decided to seize control of the Heaven-Earth Fire Hall with thunderous force, it was natural to kill a few to establish authority.

As for the target, Ye Zhangqing had already chosen; who could be more suitable than Wu Gen's gang?

Almost already the decided Senior Brother candidate; from the start Ye Zhangqing knew that to control the Heaven-Earth Fire Hall, Wu Gen's faction must be killed.

So when he acted, Ye Zhangqing showed no mercy whatsoever.

Don't look at Ye Zhangqing rarely making a move and seemingly having no notable combat record.

That doesn't mean his combat ability is lacking.

On the contrary, Ye Zhangqing's combat power is absolutely not inferior to anyone of the same rank.

Let alone these disciples of the Heaven-Earth Fire Hall.

After all, while they raise their cultivation, they also must cultivate the culinary Dao, taking up most of their time.

After all, Immortal Chefs, Pill Masters, and Artifact Masters are inherently not focused on combat strength.

Therefore, at the same realm, an Immortal Chef's combat power is not as good as an ordinary cultivator; this is quite normal.

But Ye Zhangqing is different; with the system's existence, he doesn't need to occupy time, so his cultivation, combat power, and culinary Dao can be said to rise in sync.

Originally they thought they could suppress Ye Zhangqing with numerical superiority, but who would have thought that after just one encounter, Ye Zhangqing instead gave Wu Gen's group a shocking blow.

A few blades fell, and two were slain.

Seeing this, Wu Gen could not stay seated; he immediately grabbed his blade and charged forward.

Judging from the earlier situation, his followers could not possibly block Ye Zhangqing; on scene, only he and Ye Zhangqing had comparable cultivation.

So Wu Gen didn't have time to think further; he immediately rushed toward Ye Zhangqing, intending to block him.

Facing Wu Gen's addition, Ye Zhangqing's expression remained unchanged.

This guy's talent should be not bad, but...

He swung a blade; facing this blade, Wu Gen immediately raised his blade to block horizontally, but the powerful force contained in the blade's light instantly shoved him back several steps.

"How is this possible..............."

After the hard clash, Wu Gen's face turned completely black; Ye Zhangqing's strength was far beyond his expectations.

Is this kid's strength really this strong?

Unfortunately, not giving Wu Gen time to think, after forcing him back with a blade, Ye Zhangqing stepped forward, his form like a ghost.

Even amidst the encirclement of the disciples, Ye Zhangqing flashed to appear before Wu Gen.

The crowd that had originally wanted to stop Ye Zhangqing saw this scene, and each of their eyes widened.

This identity....................

They couldn't even see it clearly, let alone block it; they could only watch helplessly as Ye Zhangqing went after Wu Gen, then struck him on the head with a blade.

Feeling the enveloping sharp blade aura, Wu Gen, who had just come to his senses, only felt a tingling numbness on his scalp.

Seeing the blade aura falling like lightning, Wu Gen had no time to think further; he could only grit his teeth and raise his sword to resist.

Their attacks collided fiercely, and Ye Zhangqing's blade aura fell from above.

It was like a mountain, pressing down heavily on Wu Gen, even though Wu Gen had reacted immediately.

But when his attack truly collided with Ye Zhangqing's blade aura, he was instantly forced by the immense pressure to drop to one knee.

His feet could not support him at all, his whole body bent at the leg under that blade aura.

From the side, it looked as if he were kneeling on one knee before Ye Zhangqing.

The immense pressure, plus his inner humiliation, made Wu Gen feel indignant shame; he clenched his teeth tightly and let out a furious roar.

He struggled to block Ye Zhangqing's strike.