With a single exchange of blows, energy splashed in all directions; it was a moment when blood was boiling with excitement, yet the two simultaneously and tacitly ceased their fight.

Mr. Crocodile was sizing up Ye Chen, his face was calm, but his heart was raging like a tumultuous sea.

Ye Chen was too young. A Grandmaster of his age, he had never seen nor even heard of such a thing!

But even if Ye Chen were a young Grandmaster, an unparalleled genius, Mr. Crocodile was confident that he could kill him with a single blow!

In his view, no matter how young Ye Chen was or how he had achieved the status of a Grandmaster, it would be difficult for him to accomplish much at that level.

What he had never imagined was that this young Grandmaster was terrifying to the extreme, his combat power already on par with his own!

Mr. Crocodile was an unmatched fiendish man, his cultivation terrifying beyond bounds. Even among the ranks of Grandmasters, there were few he needed to take seriously, for he was an invincible power at the later stages of being a Grandmaster!

This sort of person may not be the strongest in the world, but he was not far off!

Mr. Crocodile was already at the age of sixty this year, his cultivation allowed him not to show signs of aging. However, even with his invincible cultivation, it was still reliant on the accumulation of years.

But Ye Chen being so young and yet able to compete with him, this shocked and even frightened Mr. Crocodile!

What kind of monster was this young Grandmaster before him!

Ye Chen stood with the wind, his eyes emitting sharp gleams, his expression grave.

While Mr. Crocodile was shocked by his monstrosity, Ye Chen was equally astonished by the other's unparalleledness!

It was true that Ye Chen was young, but he was the Huabei King, having experienced countless moments of thrilling large-scale events, seen numerous terrifying characters, yet he had never crossed hands with an invincible expert like Mr. Crocodile!

The Mr. Crocodile before him had reached the later stages of being a Grandmaster, stronger than him by more than a notch!

Even if Ye Chen was at the peak of the Mid Grandmaster Stage, and there was only a slim gap to the later stage, that slim gap was like a chasm, difficult to cross.

However, Ye Chen's cultivation technique was mysterious, and he mastered martial arts secret arts. He grew stronger bathing in fresh blood, and would not be easily killed by Mr. Crocodile.

Ye Chen could contend with Mr. Crocodile, but to kill him was utterly impossible.

Even if the two were to truly clash fiercely, Ye Chen would still be at a disadvantage.

"Who are you, with such extraordinary cultivation? You are definitely not an unknown. Yet, I have not heard of your reputation!" Mr. Crocodile was the first to speak.

"Crown of the military, Huabei King!" said Ye Chen indifferently.

"So, you're a military man!" Mr. Crocodile's eyes flashed brilliantly, and the killing intent on his body grew thicker. "But, your crime is unforgivable, for you actually killed my son Tank! I am here specifically to kill you, not even the heavenly king can save you now!"

"I killed your son?!" The expression on Ye Chen's face shifted, but he was not surprised. "You must be Mr. Crocodile, the great leader of the Croc No."

This was a trap set specifically for him, but Ye Chen had kept a low profile since his retirement, only revealing his exceptional sharpness during the bank heist and the plane hijacking cases. He had long suspected the person who arranged this.

The Eight Tigers of Dongjiang were all loners, captured by the police in one fell swoop, and had no power to seek revenge on him.

The plane hijacking case was backed by the Croc No, so it was within Ye Chen's expectations that the great leader of Croc No would come seeking revenge.

However, what he did not expect was that Tank, the second leader of Croc No whom he had personally killed, turned out to be the son of the Croc No's leader!

"Yes, it's me!" said Mr. Crocodile openly.

"Croc No. is a notorious pirate wanted by various countries. You prefer to plunder passing ships clandestinely, never daring to show yourselves openly. Now you leave your lair to seek vengeance upon me?" Ye Chen said. "Moreover, even if I did kill your son, he got what he deserved. You should not extend your devil's claws towards our Huaxia!"

"Those who offend our Huaxia, even if they are far away, will be punished!" Ye Chen's killing intent was formidable.

Croc No. wanted to kill him to avenge his son's death, but Ye Chen was equally determined to eliminate Croc No.!

This was an invincible Grandmaster, now an enemy. If Croc No. was set on causing chaos in Huaxia, it was impossible to predict the extent of the ensuing turmoil.

"We're all small-time operators. The hijacking of a Huaxia Country airplane surely had the support of other countries behind it. You dare not provoke the power behind me, yet you ruthlessly annihilate us, a group of people with no place to call home. Such actions are truly disheartening!" Croc No. glared at Ye Chen, his killing intent growing stronger. "Not to mention, my son Tank was beaten to death by you, and then the Huaxia military dispatched the navy to besiege Croc No., resulting in the death or injury of thousands of my brothers and the destruction of our home, leaving us to live in misery like dogs. All courtesy of you!"

"Again, those who offend our Huaxia, even if they are far away, will be punished!" Ye Chen said commandingly.

"Heh!" Croc No. sneered, his desire to kill reaching its zenith, ready to unleash at any moment.

"Actually, we could have made peace!" Ye Chen suddenly said. "You, a late-stage Martial Arts Grandmaster and an invincible figure—if you joined Huaxia, you would become a military Croc No., henceforth revered and enjoying all that wealth can bring. Wouldn't that be delightful?"

"My son was killed by you, and you're telling me this?" Croc No. laughed in fury.

"The tree dies when it's moved, but not the person!" Ye Chen advised. "We don't have to fight to the death. Your son is gone, but you can have another one! As a Grandmaster, even past middle age, you still have robust vitality. Wanting to have another son or daughter—how hard could that be!"

"My son was a Martial Arts Master; I invested untold effort in him. How could he be so easily replaced?!" Croc No. said icily.

"If you submit to Huaxia, I will give you the most beautiful women, ensuring your next generation has the best genes!" Ye Chen said. "Moreover, we in Huaxia have Land Gods presiding, and if she personally taught your son, his future accomplishments might even surpass yours!"

"Ha-ha-ha, that's ludicrous!" Croc No. burst into wild laughter, an extreme and violent aura emerging from him. "I came to kill you, and yet you are trying to persuade me to join you?"

"The hatred from the death of a son is irreconcilable!" Croc No. bellowed. "Boy, prepare to die!"

"Soldier against soldier, general against general, the strongest against the strongest!" Ye Chen's aura erupted mightily, not the least bit weaker than Croc No.'s. "You want to kill me, and naturally, I also want to kill you!"

"Boom!"

The two, like humanoid wild beasts, were utterly ferocious. Their fists collided, setting off boundless shockwaves, wreaking havoc on their surroundings.

A Martial Arts Master could scale walls and shatter stone, tear tigers and leopards apart—let alone Grandmasters. And Ye Chen and Croc No. were no ordinary Grandmasters.

Croc No. was a late-stage Grandmaster, a super-strong individual who could single-handedly defeat a hundred-man elite squad without breaking a sweat.

Though Ye Chen's realm was not as advanced as Croc No.'s, he cultivated the Supreme Mystery Scripture handed down from his ancestor Ye Tianshi, a holy martial arts text. His power was invincible; and although he was at the Mid Grandmaster Stage, he could rival those at the late-stage!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

In the blink of an eye, the two had fought dozens of rounds, with Croc No. seeing red, each move a lethal strike aimed to take lives.

However, Ye Chen, whose power aligned with the natural order, was exceedingly strong. Even though his realm was not as high as Croc No.'s, he withstood the fierce, boundless aggression.

Both possessed immense strength, their casual swings creating limitless shockwaves, like two prehistoric titans trampling the earth, making the metal structures around them seem like tofu, easily destroyed with a mere touch.

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