The people before had all descended, and Ye Xiao could clearly see two individuals standing beside Chen Ming, both exuding arrogance and staring intently at Ye Xiao.

The temperament of a Martial Artist was distinct from ordinary people, that's why Ye Xiao could tell at a glance that these two were Martial Artists!

However, hadn't Sun Yuze mentioned that there would be three Martial Artists? Why were there only two now? Could Sun Yuze's information be wrong?

At this moment, Ye Xiao was surrounded by a dense crowd of people, and to make matters worse, each of these people held gleaming machetes. Ye Xiao couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself—was Chen Ming intending to hack him into a thousand pieces? It seemed the offense he caused Chen Ming was indeed significant!

"Attack!" Someone shouted and the group immediately charged at Ye Xiao, brandishing their machetes.

Ye Xiao could sense that the people around him were ordinary folk, but he dared not take them lightly, for they all emitted a strong aura of determination to kill.

The aura of a killer wasn't something ordinary toughs possessed; it was something only those familiar with blood could display. Thus, Ye Xiao could tell that these were no ordinary thugs.

Since the fight had started, Ye Xiao didn't foolishly wait for them to attack; he quickly dashed toward the thug who was closest to him. Seeing Ye Xiao charge at him, the thug's fear turned into glee; Chen Ming had promised a reward of fifty thousand to anyone who could kill Ye Xiao!

Fifty thousand may not have been much in Chen Ming's eyes, but it was considerable for ordinary thugs!

The thug swung his machete straight at Ye Xiao's head, and in that moment, he could almost see Ye Xiao's head being split into two, which made him incredibly excited.

However, just as his blade was about to strike Ye Xiao, Ye Xiao dodged swiftly and grabbed the thug's wrist.

With a fierce squeeze, there was a cracking sound, and the thug's entire arm was broken; naturally, he couldn't hold onto the machete, which fell to the ground.

Ye Xiao then took the machete and, without a word, struck the thug's neck with it.

The blade smoothly cut through the thug's neck, and blood sprayed onto Ye Xiao like a fountain, drenching him.

The thug's body slumped down; he had been killed by Ye Xiao in less than three seconds of contact, as swift as lightning.

Ye Xiao's expression was stern; it was as if he had not just killed a man.

Victory in this initial clash!

Ye Xiao's effortless killing of one thug had startled the others, who had planned to quickly overpower him. Clearly, Ye Xiao's strength exceeded their expectations, and his ruthlessness deeply unnerved these seasoned fighters.

However, being toughs frequently embroiled in society's underbelly, they possessed strong mental fortitude. After their companion's death, they did not hesitate much and swiftly charged at Ye Xiao.

Clenching the machete, Ye Xiao summoned less than one-tenth of his Nine Yang True Qi into the blade, making it even fiercer and invincible. Wherever the blade went, blood splattered, and surprising to those around, Ye Xiao showed no mercy today. Unlike his fight with Feng Chong in the alley where he restrained himself from inflicting fatal injuries, Ye Xiao now had no mercy simply because everyone present was intent on taking his life. Given the circumstance, his only choice was to harvest those who sought to kill him.

Slaughtering was his means of survival—that was Ye Xiao's frame of mind at that moment.

At this time, high atop a deserted building, Chen Ming watched as Ye Xiao swiftly killed several thugs below, and he felt dizzy from the spectacle. Although Chen Ming was no saint, he had never witnessed a killing; in the past, fights alone were enough, and few ever dared to confront Chen Ming directly, meaning he often unilaterally beat others.

Now, as Ye Xiao continuously killed one after another, though Chen Ming maintained a composed exterior, he was incredibly shocked inside.

"Gentlemen, can you tell if Ye Xiao is a Martial Artist?" Chen Ming, not wanting to watch any longer, turned and asked the two beside him.

Then, one of the men, about thirty years old, nodded slightly and said, "Indeed, this Ye Xiao is a Martial Artist. Judging by the strength he's demonstrating against those below, he should be a newly initiated Martial Artist."

"A newly initiated Martial Artist?" Chen Ming was mildly shocked. The Martial Artist he regarded highly actually considered Ye Xiao a newcomer but still so powerful!

Chen Ming thought to himself, these Martial Artists are truly formidable. If they were among the masters within Martial Artists, could they really leap onto roofs and vault over walls?

Chen Ming, though aware of the fierceness of Martial Artists, mostly had such images confined to his imagination. His father had shared with Chen Ming some stories about Martial Artists, mostly praising their remarkable abilities!

Chen Ming said, "Gentlemen, it was indeed taxing for you to come here today, and I have an audacious request!"

The person who had spoken earlier looked at Chen Ming, aware of his father's status, and therefore was quite respectful, saying, "Mr. Chen, feel free to speak frankly."

"I am filled with curiosity about the Martial Arts World. Having met the two of you today, I am extremely admiring and hope to become your disciple. I wonder if you gentlemen would be willing to accept this ordinary man!"

Chen Ming was typically very arrogant to others, but facing these two Martial Artists, he dared not overstep his bounds. He knew that even a beginner like Ye Xiao was so formidable, fighting numerous assailants without falling behind—if these two, rumored to be masters, were even more powerful, wouldn't they be truly formidable?

Hearing Chen Ming's words, the man glanced at the person next to him then chuckled and said, "Mr. Chen, the path of Martial Arts is exceptionally arduous. Raised in luxury from a young age, you might find it hard to endure such hardships."

"Moreover, sir, as long as you are willing to accept me, I will do whatever you ask, no matter how difficult or demanding. I will persevere!" Chen Ming wasn't foolish; hearing the hint in the man's words, he immediately replied!

"After we deal with that young chap below, let's discuss this further," the man said with a smile!

Chen Ming's father was the deputy mayor of Minghai City and was also highly influential. If they could take Chen Ming as their disciple, they wouldn't have to be concerned with the looks from the Martial Arts Association when moving around in Minghai City.

Overjoyed at hearing this, Chen Ming immediately said, "Yes, Master!"

The two Martial Artists exchanged glances, both very pleased.

"Mr. Chen, your esteemed father hired three Martial Artists, but why do we see only the two of us brothers here?" one of the Martial Artists inquired.

Chen Ming replied, "I am not sure either, my father mentioned that, but as for the third gentleman, he has not shown up yet—perhaps something has held him up."

"Then he need not come at all. That young man below is at most two-thirds the strength of either of us brothers. Not to mention us brothers joining forces, even a single one of us could easily kill him!"

Chen Ming was very confident about this, but when he looked downstairs again, his face turned pale with shock!

Because the scene below was now indescribably gruesome. Out of the dozens originally alive, less than ten remained, the rest lying stacked together on the ground, most of them dead!

"This..." Chen Ming was stunned by what was happening below!

At that moment, those remaining had blood in their eyes, forgetting the strength of Ye Xiao and not caring about their comrades' life or death. Their only thought was to kill the man in front of them, otherwise, they wouldn't survive!

Ye Xiao's navy-blue school uniform was now stained red with blood, the bright red blood congealing on his body. His machete, originally made of pure steel, astonishingly had many notches—marks made from chopping people!

Ye Xiao wasn't like these people in front of him; although he was slaughtering excessively, his mind was constantly on the Martial Artists above, and more importantly, on the one who hadn't yet appeared!

At this moment, Ye Xiao seemed like a reaper from hell, and his machete was the tool of reaping. Every flash of the blade's cold light was followed by someone falling, death being the only explanation for what occurred!

The number of assailants was rapidly decreasing. In the blink of an eye, the dozens of attackers had dwindled to less than ten!

Ye Xiao had become a bloody figure, covered in blood not only on his body but also on his face and even dripping from his hair—of course, this blood was not his, but that of the attackers!

The few remaining attackers looked at Ye Xiao with horror on their faces, clearly unsure of who Ye Xiao really was or why he had such terrifying strength. They had intended to take Ye Xiao's life not just for the reward of fifty thousand but also because their boss had sternly instructed them before coming to help Chen Ming kill this marked man!

Ye Xiao's name was unknown to people outside of his school, and Chen Ming and Han Fei would not disclose it because they knew that if they released Ye Xiao's name, meddlers would certainly investigate, and discovering that Ye Xiao was merely a student would greatly embarrass their families.

After all, making such a big fuss over a student was indeed somewhat embarrassing!

Ye Xiao stood there, the Nine Yang True Qi in his body growing more rapidly as he fought. He was consuming it less quickly than it was replenishing, the continuous cycle actually making him feel even better than when he was cultivating!

Just as Ye Xiao was preparing to eliminate all the people in front of him, suddenly, he noticed that the two individuals upstairs had leaped down from the building above—clearly, the real battle was about to begin!

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