Chapter 513 - 312: Despicable

Chapter 513: Chapter 312: Despicable

"Hey, Lil’ Baji, can’t you handle it? Need a hand?"

Yu Wen Baji’s face instantly flushed crimson. Ordinary people wouldn’t dare call him by that nickname.

Especially after he broke through to the Grandmaster realm, it had become a deeply taboo subject.

In the world of martial arts, a bit of joking among peers of the same level was harmless enough.

But what was his status now? He was the man about to contend for the command of the Celestial Tiger Corps, someone who could slay a tier-8 Yuan Demon in battle and even suppress three of them at once.

With such status, strength, and standing, who would dare to provoke him?

But today, here on the battlefield of Celestial Sword Gorge, in front of nearly one hundred thousand Martial Artists, someone had so casually called him by that extremely humiliating nickname. And his opponent had even used an insidious Sound Wave Martial Skill technique to make the sound carry for miles.

"Fuck off!"

Yu Wen Baji roared in fury. Thanks to his powerful perception, he could clearly hear the mocking laughter from many of the Martial Artists present.

For most Martial Artists, they would hear the nickname and move on; their laughter was just an instinctive reaction, not necessarily malicious. But for the keenly perceptive Yu Wen Baji, it was no different from a public execution.

Just then, he heard that detestable voice again. It was the same as the first time they’d met years ago, completely devoid of any reverence for power.

"Don’t be so angry. A Martial Artist must guard against arrogance and impatience. Look at you, all red in the face. Your Qi Blood is clearly surging to your head. To prevent any accidents, I’d better help you out!"

The moment the words fell, Yu Wen Baji saw a massive wave of Sword Qi surge toward the three tier-8 Yuan Demons, surrounding them completely.

Under this assault, the Yuan Demons were forced to divide their attention and raise their guard. Seething with rage, Yu Wen Baji swung his Crescent Moon Halberd in a profound arc, seizing the opportunity to knock the weapon from one of the Yuan Demon’s hands.

He hooked the curved blade back, about to finish it off, but a dark blue sword blade pierced through the Yuan Demon’s heart a split second faster before flicking up to decapitate it.

"Yu Fei!"

Yu Wen Baji bellowed. Having his kill stolen felt terrible.

Yu Fei’s faint, slightly mocking voice sounded by his ear.

"See? You’re getting impatient again. This is a war, not a game of one-on-one for you to play!"

Seeing that Yu Fei was about to strike again, Yu Wen Baji quickly focused his senses. His Crescent Moon Halberd emanated an even fiercer aura as his Grandmaster’s True Essence erupted, blasting his purple bangs away from his forehead.

"Die!"

Yu Wen Baji feinted one way and attacked another. With a twist of the halberd’s blade, a crescent-shaped killing blow slashed toward another tier-8 Yuan Demon.

He knew it would be difficult to land the final blow with Yu Fei’s bizarre techniques around. He no longer hoped to slay both remaining tier-8 Yuan Demons; getting just one kill would be enough.

BOOM!

This attack from Yu Wen Baji was swift and powerful. As he unleashed it, the surrounding worldly energy seemed to stagnate. The tier-8 Yuan Demon was like prey caught in a spiderweb, unable to struggle as death approached.

But at the last moment, the Yuan Demon’s head was bizarrely pierced by a dark blue sword blade. Its body vaporized a split second before the Crescent Moon Halberd’s terrifying True Essence erupted, slamming into the ground below. From a kilometer up in the sky, it blasted a kilometer-long crater into the earth.

"Yu Fei! You motherfucker, FUCK!"

Yu Wen Baji’s eyes were bloodshot. He turned just in time to see Yu Fei nonchalantly slay the last remaining tier-8 Yuan Demon.

The man’s figure flickered left and right, constantly shifting, like a ubiquitous mosquito that he found utterly detestable.

Yu Wen Baji had fought a long and arduous battle, finally wearing the three Yuan Demons down until their energy was depleted and their attacks weakened. Just as victory was within his grasp, Yu Fei had swooped in and stolen every single kill. He could barely contain the rage in his heart.

This was just like in the games Yu Fei used to play in his past life, where a Darius would fight one-versus-three and get them all down to kill-range, only for a Pike to swoop in and steal all the kills.

A suffocating frustration coiled in his chest, and he burned with fury.

But Yu Fei still looked as if he couldn’t care less.

"My, my. I came all this way to help you, and not only do you not thank me, you even start cursing? And getting yourself this worked up? Mr. Yuwen, if you’re bad, just practice more. Getting angry won’t solve anything!"

The voice came from all directions, surrounding Yu Wen Baji like a ghostly whisper with no blind spots—a truly demonic sound piercing his ears.

’In reality, there was nothing I could do about it. I couldn’t fly!’

’After every teleport, even if I used Gang Qi to execute a Body Technique, I’d inevitably start falling toward the ground. Wouldn’t that completely ruin my cool in front of Yu Wen Baji?’

’That’s why I had to maintain this abstract method of staying airborne, constantly teleporting to project a powerful aura.’

Today, he had to get payback for Feng Hua and the Yulin Army. A fight with Yu Wen Baji was inevitable.

But there was more. The moment he stepped onto the Celestial Sword Gorge battlefield and sensed Yu Wen Baji, the effect of the Path of Destiny had been triggered.

’More importantly, Yu Wen Baji actually has two ’lines’ connected to him. One comes from old Mr. Ye Shuping, though the trace is very faint. I’m guessing his involvement wasn’t deep; he might even have been a pawn who was set up.’

’The other line came from that sudden trigger some time ago. I’ve been clueless about it, but I can sense a thick malice from Yu Wen Baji.’

Yu Fei was desperate to understand the details, but no matter how he looked at it, Yu Wen Baji didn’t seem like the type to talk things out peacefully.

’Plus, with his malicious intentions toward so many of my friends, I have to beat this guy into submission today.’

Yu Wen Baji’s raw power was far greater than a tier-8 Yuan Demon’s, even stronger than an ordinary Grandmaster’s.

Yet Yu Fei believed that fighting Yuwen would be easier than fighting a tier-8 Yuan Demon.

This time, his trump card came from his Invincible Will talent.