Chapter 973: with translation of chapter title

973. Chapter 971: Having taken precautions

"What is there not to dare?" Yang Fan stood tall, arrogantly.

"Since that's the case, I'll let you know what a gap is!!!" Yang Yunfeng's voice sank, "Boom—", his inner true essence went berserk, his meridians twisted, in an instant his aura rose step by step, terrifying pressure spread out, like a primeval beast, as if it could awaken at any moment and crush the void, "Ten Thousand Tigers Roar the Forests~~~" Yang Yunfeng bellowed, stamping his right foot on the ground.

"Bang!" a huge sound.

The entire martial arts field trembled, a vast and mighty, domineering true essence surge shot up into the sky, condensing into terrifying waves of gang energy that swept in all directions.

The next moment……

"Whoo……"

Tigers roar in the mountains, hundreds of beasts wail.

Countless wild beasts prostrated on the ground, trembling, as if seeing a king descend, submitting to him.

Yang Yunfeng took a step forward.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"……

In an instant, Lu Yuan also came to help; three figures stood in a triangular formation, looking down from above, gazing at Yang Fan.

"Hmph!" Yang Fan gave a contemptuous smile, saying, "You two trash, come at me together!!!"

"Arrogant! Courting death!" Yang Yunfeng roared, striking first with a punch that blasted out; in an instant the very void trembled, faintly echoing tiger roars and dragon cries, leaving one breathless.

"Yang Yunfeng, you are no match for me." Gazing at the terrifying fist force howling toward him, Yang Fan gave a light smile.

This punch, Yang Fan felt no trace of power fluctuation, like a child waving a knife—full of flaws, utterly lacking any killing power.

"Get lost!" The next moment, Yang Fan's figure moved, his five fingers forming hooks, carrying an aura that shredded everything, he lunged at the howling fist.

"Get lost!" In the next moment, Yang Fan's figure moved, his five fingers forming hooks, carrying an aura that tears everything apart, he lunged toward the incoming fist force.

Only a blast was heard, golden light scattering.

Yang Fan's claws pierced straight through the fist shadow, viciously gripping Yang Yunfeng's shoulder, piercing his entire scapula, exposing a row of cold white bones, shocking and chilling.

"Ah! Yang Fan, you actually sneak attacked, despicable and shameless, hardly a man……" In pain, Yang Yunfeng screamed hysterically.

"Ah! Yang Fan, you actually sneak attack, despicable and shameless, you're not even a man..." Under the pain, Yang Yunfeng let out a hysterical scream.

Suddenly, Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, his fingertip flicked.

"Swish"—Yang Yunfeng's left arm was severed outright, blood spraying out.

"Ah! Yang Fan, I will kill you……" Yang Yunfeng let out a shrill howl, a deep-seated malice flashing in his eyes; as the esteemed eldest son of the Yang family, destined to become a grandmaster, how could he endure the pain of a severed arm?

"Ah! Yang Fan, I will kill you..." Yang Yunfeng let out a shrill howl, a trace of intense resentment flickered deep in his eyes, he, the esteemed eldest son of the Yang family, destined to become a master-level expert, how could he endure the pain of a severed arm?

Yang Fan, quick-eyed and swift-handed, directly picked up Yang Yunfeng's severed arm and tossed it to Yang Rain‑mist: "Sister, use it to staunch the bleeding."

Yang Rain‑mist stared blankly at the severed arm in her hand, feeling lost; she had thought she already valued Yang Fan enough, but now she realized she was mistaken, and gravely so—she had underestimated Yang Fan's strength, or more accurately, she had overestimated her brother Yang Yunfeng.

Yang Yunfeng's cultivation aptitude is not bad, but he lacks good techniques and secret arts, his foundation is weak, his mindset is lacking, and his combat experience is severely lacking.

If it were purely a contest of physical strength, Yang Fan wouldn't even need to use true essence to easily suppress Yang Yunfeng.

Just as Yang Fan recently knocked Yang Ling flying with a single move, it wasn't because Yang Fan was fast, but because Yang Yunfeng reacted slowly.

"Yang Fan, today's humiliation, I will repay it tenfold!!!" Gritting his teeth, Yang Yunfeng's eyes flickered with a gloomy light; today's shame, he etched it in his heart.

"Yang Fan, today's humiliation, I will repay it tenfold!!!" Gritting his teeth, Yang Yunfeng's eyes flickered with a gloomy light; today's shame, he etched it in his heart.

Lu Yuan and Yang Rain‑mist supported each other, limping as they retreated below the stage.

Then, Yang Tao and the gathered Yang clan members crowded forward, asking in a chorus, "Rain‑mist niece (sister), how are you?"

"Father, Second Uncle, I'm fine." Yang Rain‑mist gently shook her head, forcing a smile, though her heart was bitter—she had again embarrassed her parents. "All good, all good." Seeing Yang Tao's silver‑white hair, Lu Peng‑hai and his wife felt warm inside and quickly expressed concern.

"Dad, Second Uncle, I'm fine." Yang Yuxi lightly shook her head, forcing a smile on her face, though in her heart she felt a bitter smile, having embarrassed her parents again. "It's fine as long as you're okay, it's fine as long as you're okay." Looking at Yang Tao's silver-haired head, Lu Penghai and his wife felt warm in their hearts and quickly expressed concern.

"Big Brother, I'm fine." Yang Fan waved his hand, indicating Yang Fan not to worry.

"Big brother, I'm fine." Yang Fan waved his hand, indicating that Yang Fan should not worry.

"Boom~~~ Boom~~~ Boom~~~"

Yang Yunfeng, Yang Fan, and the three of them collided fiercely again.

Yang Yunfeng, Yang Fan, and the three of them collided fiercely again.

One after another, piercing tiger roars, like demonic sound piercing the brain, echoed in Yang Rain‑scent's ears.

"Yang Fan, I'll fight you to the end, Tiger Form Hundred Transformations!!!" Yang Yunfeng's eyes flashed cold, and he instantly unleashed his signature martial art—Tiger Form Hundred Transformations.

In a moment, Yang Yunfeng's body writhed; in the blink of an eye he expanded a circle, his skin turning crimson and emitting a metallic sheen, like a monster forged of gold.

At the same time, a murderous aura shot up into the sky, sweeping in all directions.

This is the most powerful killing move of Tiger Form Hundred Transformations—Tiger, Leopard, Wolf, the essence of the Yang family's inherited Tiger Fist.

This is precisely the most powerful killing move in the Tiger Shape Hundred Variations—Tiger Leopard Wolf Jackal, which is the essence of the Yang family's inherited Tiger Shape Fist.

Yang Yunfeng swung a claw.

Instantly, a ferocious golden tiger sprang into being, lifelike, jaws wide open, lunging at Yang Fan to devour him in one gulp.

"Trivial tricks." Yang Fan frowned slightly, yet did not dodge, merely throwing out a casual punch.

"Trivial tricks." Yang Fan slightly furrowed his brow, yet he did not dodge, merely throwing out a casual punch.

"Bang!"

Yang Yunfeng's ferocious tiger form was utterly blown apart by Yang Fan's punch.

"Ah! How…… how…… how is this possible?" Yang Yunfeng's pupils constricted, horrified to the point of despair; at this moment, a fear unlike any before rose in his heart.

Although his Tiger Form Hundred Transformations cannot be called a perfected martial art, it still has nine levels of mastery; ordinary martial marquises cannot withstand his attacks, and even a typical half‑step grandmaster would not dare to clash head‑on with him.

Although my Tiger Shape Hundred Variations cannot be called a perfected martial art, it still has nine levels of proficiency; ordinary martial marquises would find it hard to block my attacks, and even a typical half-step master would not dare to clash head-on with me.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"……

Golden rays burst forth all around Yang Fan, each strand brilliantly dazzling, as if capable of ripping the heavens and destroying stars.

Strands of golden light burst forth around Yang Fan, each strand radiant and dazzling, as if it could tear the heavens and destroy the stars.

The next moment…

Yang Fan's figure moved, instantly appearing before Yang Yunfeng, and he threw a punch.

"Ah, no… don't kill me…"

Yang Yunfeng's eyes were blood-red, his face panicked; at this point he had no thought of revenge, only wanting to flee.

"Too late!!!" Yang Fan gave a cold smile.

"Pfft…"

Yang Yunfeng's skull burst open, and a golden crystal core emerged from within.

"Boom…"

A massive surge of energy swept over Yang Fan's entire body.

Yang Fan felt his true essence increase by thousands of years at a nearly visible pace. (End of chapter)