The hierarchy of the Martial Association was iron-clad.

Above the rank of King Kong was the rank of Protector.

As one of the Protectors, Ye Nantian's position within the Martial Association was indisputable. He had come to Lingjin City this time as the Martial Association's hidden ace, a peerless expert.

According to the original plan, Ma Shichang would act overtly while he would strike from the shadows with lightning speed to kill Chen Yang, giving him no time to react. He never imagined he would have to make his entrance this way.

Meanwhile, Ma Shichang had already been crippled, his pitiful state almost unbearable to witness.

Ye Nantian was tall and imposing. Thanks to his long tenure in high-ranking positions, he exuded an air of authority that surpassed Ma Shichang's by several levels. His gaze swept across the scene. When his eyes landed on Ma Shichang's sorry state, his solemn, square-jawed face darkened instantly.

Then, his piercing, tiger-like eyes locked onto Chen Yang.

Chen Yang looked back at him, their gazes meeting. The atmosphere in the room solidified, growing taut and hostile, as if swords were drawn and crossbows nocked. For a moment, everyone held their breath, watching in silence.

Before long, Ye Nantian spoke, his voice cold and sharp. "Was it you who repeatedly killed members of my Martial Association? And my two disciples, did they also die at your hand?"

"It was me," Chen Yang said indifferently.

Ye Nantian's face was expressionless as he continued, "And that prescription is also in your possession?"

"Yes."

Chen Yang nodded, answering every question put to him.

Having gotten the answers he wanted, Ye Nantian delivered his final judgment. "Withdraw your aura, release Elder Ma, and kneel to the side! I will give you one minute to choose how you wish to die."

Such words could not be more arrogant and overbearing. It was utterly unreasonable!

Kneel to the side and choose your own death?

As expected of a Martial Association Protector, his methods were terrifying and utterly chilling.

Instantly, the members of the Martial Association began to sneer. Their gazes filled with cruel amusement as they stared at Chen Yang with great interest.

"Trash, weren't you so arrogant just now? Go on, show me that arrogance again!" a young Steward of the Martial Association shouted, pointing harshly at Chen Yang.

"You damn trash, how dare you so brazenly provoke our Martial Association? Do you really think you're somebody special?"

"Hurry up and kneel! Pick a way to die!"

The others from the Martial Association chimed in, laughing triumphantly.

Nearby, Gu Peng also smiled. After all, he was trying to do business with the Martial Association, so he was naturally biased. If Ma Shichang died, not only would his deal collapse, but the one hundred million he spent would also be for nothing. So, of course, he hoped Chen Yang would die.

Chen Yang, however, remained expressionless, as if he hadn't heard a word. Instead, he pointed seriously at Ma Shichang by his feet and asked Ye Nantian, "Are you telling me to let him go?"

"Yes," Ye Nantian said, his face a mask.

Chen Yang nodded, seemingly about to obey Ye Nantian and release Ma Shichang. Everyone from the Martial Association, including Ma Shichang himself, believed this to be the case. After all, Ye Nantian himself had given the order! Who would dare defy the word of a Martial Association Protector?

However, while still locking gazes with Ye Nantian, Chen Yang lifted his foot and stomped it down.

BANG!

A sudden explosion shook the ground as massive cracks spread out from under Chen Yang's foot, spiderwebbing into the distance.

Gu Peng: "..."

Everyone: "..."

HISS!

Instantly, the sound of sharp intakes of breath filled the room.

He was actually disregarding Ye Nantian? What an ignorant, suicidal fool!

Ye Nantian, who had always been imperturbable, now wore a thoroughly grim expression. This was a blatant show of disrespect.

Chen Yang, however, simply looked down at Ma Shichang and said indifferently, "Do you know why I've spared your life for now? It's because I want you to witness with your own eyes how utterly powerless your Martial Association is before me."

If anyone else had said such a thing, they would have been met with a chorus of laughter. Such blatant disregard for the Martial Association was laughable. Yet, when the words came from Chen Yang, for some unknown reason, a shiver ran down their spines and a chill swept over them.

Ye Nantian slowly raised the right hand that had been resting behind his back and said flatly, "Whether it was Han Shaobai or Zeng Renwang, they may not have been the most talented, but I raised them and taught them the art of the fist, bit by bit."

"By now, they could finally stand on their own two feet!"

Ye Nantian, who had slightly raised his head, slowly lowered it again to stare at Chen Yang. "And yet, you slaughtered them both."

"That's somewhat touching," Chen Yang nodded sincerely. "But you weren't a qualified master. You taught them martial arts, but you never taught them how to be decent people."

"That is often the most fatal flaw."

Ye Nantian shook his head. "It doesn't matter anymore. And you don't need to tell me this. Save it for my two disciples in the afterlife."

Then, he moved.

BOOM!!

As his figure blurred into motion, the very air in the conference room was stirred, creating vacuums in several spots. In an instant, many felt a strong sensation of suffocation, as if they were being choked. With no air to breathe, their lungs felt as though they were on fire.

Ye Nantian's fist seemed to tear through the air, disregarding space itself. In less than a second, it had already reached Chen Yang. A piercing aura burst forth from him, making those around feel as if a knife's edge was pressed against their throats.

How terrifying!

Despite the danger, many from the Martial Association revealed cruel, brutal smiles, as if they could already see Chen Yang dead in the next second. Especially Ma Shichang.

Just then, Chen Yang lightly snapped his fingers.

SNAP.

A faint glow rippled out from between his fingers.

Ye Nantian, who was rushing forward with ferocious momentum, suddenly froze in place. He stood there like a statue, with only sheer horror swirling in his eyes.

"You, you're the Thousand-Faced Ya—"

Before he could finish, he vanished completely.

Chen Yang withdrew his hand and tugged at his sleeve cuff. He glanced at Ma Shichang. "Now, you tell me. What is your Martial Association in my eyes?"

Ma Shichang: "..."

Everyone: "..."

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PS: Fifth chapter delivered! Let's see if I can squeeze out another one! Everyone drink lots of water and sleep early! Victory is just around the corner

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