Chapter 143: Arms Acquired

Chapter 143: Chapter 143: Arms Acquired

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"That young man is amazing! Did you guys see? Demon King Crov can’t even touch the hem of his clothes."

"What’s so amazing about that? Didn’t you see he’s just been dodging? In a head-on fight, there’s no way he’s a match for Demon King Crov!"

"But he took Crov down twice!"

"That was a fluke. Look at their body types; they’re completely out of proportion. If that kid takes even one punch—"

"But he still took Crov down twice!"

"..."

"Isn’t Crov known as the ’Vajra Leg’? Leg sweeps are his specialty, but he’s completely given up on them!"

"Are you stupid? If Crov tried a leg sweep, he’d probably just get tripped again. His signature move has been nullified, so how could he dare to use it!"

...

"That young man from the East is so hot! The way he moves his feet is like a leisurely stroll. He’s got Demon King Crov running in circles!"

"That musclehead Crov is so gross. The young man is way more handsome!"

"He’s so effortlessly cool, so handsome! I’m going to be his fan!"

"What’s his name?"

"AHHHH! I, Cynthia, have decided to be his number one fan! Don’t you dare compete with me!"

"Young man from the East!" "Young man from the East!" "Young man from the East!"

"Go, young man!" "Beat the Demon King!"

Amidst the clamor of the fighting arena, a series of clear shouts gradually rose up. They came mostly from blonde, blue-eyed foreign girls. Their voices grew louder and louder—excited cries and shrieks. Women’s voices just have higher decibels, and it didn’t take long for them to drown out the cheers from Crov’s fans.

On the stage, Crov was drenched in sweat and panting heavily. He had thrown over a hundred punches in a row but still hadn’t managed to touch the corner of Ye Xing’s clothes, leaving him completely winded.

"You may be built like a tank, but in my eyes, you’re just a strong monkey. And I’m the monkey trainer here!" Ye Xing’s lips curled into a cold smirk.

"ARGH! You damn East Asian Dog! If you’ve got the guts, stop dodging! I’ll smash you to death with one punch!" Demon King Crov roared, veins bulging on his forehead, as he once again swung his massive fist at Ye Xing.

The whoosh of his fist was terrifying, the force behind it immense.

"A head-on clash, is it? Fine. I’ll grant you your wish!" Ye Xing’s gaze was calm as he casually raised his fist to meet Crov’s.

"BANG!" "CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!"

When their fists collided, Crov felt an immense force surge through him. His finger bones crashed into his wrist, which in turn crashed into the bones of his forearm. The entire limb felt like it was shattering, and a piercing pain shot through him. Crov’s face twisted in agony, his arm hanging limply at his side.

"Y-You... How are you so strong too?!" Crov clutched his right arm, crying out in pain, his eyes filled with terror.

"You know why I’m beating you up? I was already in a bad mood today, and then you kept calling me an ’East Asian Dog.’ I’d be letting you off too easy if I didn’t teach you a lesson!" Ye Xing grinned, revealing a menacing set of pearly white teeth. "Next, I’m planning to use my full strength to kick you off this stage. How far do you think you’ll fly? You might even die, you know!"

Cold sweat beaded on Crov’s forehead, his face deathly pale—it was hard to tell if it was from the pain or the fear. He kept backing away, his terrified gaze fixed on Ye Xing’s feet.

"Don’t be so nervous. I’m just kidding! I won’t use my full strength, don’t worry. Only a tenth of my power!" A smile played on Ye Xing’s lips as his body blurred into motion, his speed incredible as he charged toward Crov.

Crov’s pupils contracted sharply, and he tried to dodge, but his speed was no match for Ye Xing’s.

"BANG!"

Ye Xing’s foot slammed directly into Demon King Crov’s midsection.

The next moment, Demon King Crov’s body bent like a bow, his abdomen caving in. He let out a wretched scream as he was sent flying backward like a broken sack.

"BOOM!"

His massive body was kicked clear off the stage, and he crashed heavily onto the ground, sending up a cloud of dust.

"Holy shit, that was brutal!"

"Oh my god, Demon King Crov actually lost!"

"Hahaha, I’m rich! I’m rich! I’m fucking rich! I bet fifty thousand US Dollars on that young guy to win! I’m rich, I’m rich now, hahaha!"

"Th-That’s too badass! How terrifying must his strength be!"

The crowd erupted. It was a chaotic din of voices as everyone stared at the figure on the stage with looks of utter adoration.

Ye Xing stepped down from the stage and saw Alice and Frank waiting there.

Alice, the foreign girl, was staring blankly at Ye Xing, her beautiful blue eyes wide with shock.

"So what Mr. Wu Qiang said was true! Mr. Ye Xing, your combat power is simply—" Frank looked incredibly excited. "Mr. Ye Xing, can I become your disciple and learn the mysterious and ancient art of Chinese kung fu?"

"I don’t take disciples. If you want to learn kung fu, you can just learn from Wu Qiang. By the way, I should have won over ten million US Dollars from the betting on this match. I should go check!" Ye Xing’s eyes glinted, and he turned to Frank. "Frank, for the goods I need tomorrow, I want you to triple the quantity!"

By the time Ye Xing left the underground fighting arena, he had over fifty million more US Dollars on his card. Sometimes, making money was just that easy. Before challenging Crov, Ye Xing had bet his entire net worth—about two million US Dollars—on himself. After all, it was a sure win; it would have been a waste not to take the money. He had originally thought his wallet would be empty again after buying the armaments, but now, having raked in over fifty million US Dollars, the feeling was indescribably awesome. Converted to RMB, he was suddenly a tycoon worth hundreds of millions. No wonder so many people got addicted to gambling. If you bet right, you could get rich overnight.

「The next day」

Ye Xing bought a large cache of firearms, explosives, and other munitions from Frank. He found a secluded spot, placed all the armaments into his Qiankun Bag, and then took a flight out of New York that same evening.

The night sky was dotted with stars as the plane soared above the clouds, the world outside a blanket of darkness. After a flight of more than twenty hours, the plane successfully landed at Fu City Changle International Airport in China, having arrived from New York, United States.

After getting off the plane, Ye Xing got straight into his Porsche 911 and drove away from the airport, heading toward Fu City.

The drive from Changle International Airport to downtown Fu City took only about thirty minutes.

’Forget it. I’ll come see little Erhei some other time. I have more important things to do right now! I wonder if the Thunder Heart Spring Wood has matured yet. I need to get back and check right away!’ Ye Xing thought. He glanced in the direction of Gushan, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head. He immediately turned the car around and sped toward Luoxian County.

He arrived in Luoxian County and then made his way to Bilin Village. After a drive of over an hour in total, Ye Xing finally returned to his ancestral home in Bilin Village.

Inside the ancient well at his ancestral home, Ye Xing opened one of his Qiankun Bags and released the Purple Light Group Teleportation Gate.

Instantly, the ancient well was filled with swirling, rosy mist and a hazy purple glow.

"Now that I’ve got the weapons, watch me blow those bastards sky-high!" A vicious glint flashed in Ye Xing’s eyes as he stepped directly into the Purple Light Group Teleportation Gate.