Supernatural Insight Eyes-Chapter 1890 - 1891: Conquering the Winds (Part 21)
Zhang Yunke’s expression did not change; he hadn’t exerted his full strength yet, earlier was just a probe.
"Your skills are quite impressive, perhaps you think that with your current prowess, you can look down upon all peers, but I will show you just how naive that thought is."
Ye Qiu does have some prowess, and Zhang Yunke’s interest was indeed piqued; if Ye Qiu were too weak, he truly wouldn’t find it interesting.
"If the ranking of Luohé City’s three young gentlemen were based on verbal contests, I’d gladly admit defeat." Ye Qiu seemed deferential, but in truth he was mocking and sarcastic.
To make a splash, one must do something astonishing, like defeating a young powerhouse at the level of Zhang Yunke, which is absolutely high-profile.
"He’s courting death; young master Zhang’s anger is something he cannot bear."
"Which of the three young gentlemen did not rise through a series of battles, this guy dares to disparage the three, isn’t he afraid of offending them all?"
"If he really targets these three, I’d say he should forget about thriving in Luohé City."
"And speaking of which, who exactly is this bold fellow?"
"I noticed Miss Bai looks acquainted with him, maybe she knows."
The young talents of Luohé City were not optimistic about Ye Qiu’s confrontation with Zhang Yunke, believing Ye Qiu was inflated, thinking defeating Fang Wei, Xia Houchun, and Zhu Yunkuang allowed him to act recklessly.
No one realized, this was exactly the effect Ye Qiu wanted.
At this moment, Ye Qiu’s mind was not limited to being high-profile; he not only wanted everyone to know him, but also to establish himself in Luohé City.
Perhaps he seemed weak and isolated now, but Ye Qiu wouldn’t be deterred by this.
Zhang Yunke’s gaze gradually turned cold; Ye Qiu had truly angered him, prompting him to start employing real strength.
Step, step, step...
As Zhang Yunke strode, each step made a resonating impact, under Ye Qiu’s eyes, he noticed that each step Zhang Yunke took induced waves of air. These waves, growing larger with frequent strides, were like ripples appearing suddenly in a water surface, starting as a slight ripple, eventually covering the entire lake.
The scenery between heaven and earth seemed altered; the whole realm was left with just him and Zhang Yunke, all others vanished.
Ye Qiu frowned; this was a formidably high battle aura, able to affect and transform the environment, somewhat akin to a domain, but the world created by this aura was of much higher order than a domain.
From Zhang Yunke’s brows emanated a chill, as his gaze shifted, multiple images of Zhang Yunke arose around.
Shuaa, shuaa, shuaa.
A total of seven Zhang Yunke clones, identical, standing before Ye Qiu, each bearing different expressions: joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness...
Ye Qiu retreated several steps; this method was his first encounter, feeling like an Illusion Technique, but regarding these seven Zhang Yunkes, Ye Qiu sensed they were all flesh and blood beings.
"Do you think reaching the Ruins Realm allows you to compete against us?" Said the Zhang Yunke in the center, smiling.
"Soon, you’ll realize that in my eyes, you’re merely an ant."
Ye Qiu squinted, and at that moment, the other six Zhang Yunkes simultaneously attacked.
Boom.
The first strike was dodged by Ye Qiu, but immediately after, a second Zhang Yunke continued the assault. This equated to Ye Qiu fighting against seven Zhang Yunkes alone.
Ye Qiu stood at the battle’s center, surrounded by six Zhang Yunkes, only one remained at a distance, not engaging.
The sky filled with shadows of fists, continuously generating explosive energy; Ye Qiu frantically defended, without a moment’s pause, the battle with the opponent never ceasing.
Before long, Ye Qiu began to sustain injuries, battling six Zhang Yunkes was genuinely stressful, prone to mistakes, allowing the opponent to exploit vulnerabilities without warning.
"How much longer can you withstand? Soon, your wounds will increasingly worsen." Zhang Yunke, having found a chair from somewhere, sat and watched Ye Qiu’s engagement with his six counterparts.
Like a prophecy, Zhang Yunke’s words indeed came true; shortly after, Ye Qiu was overwhelmed by the six Zhang Yunkes, more than twenty wounds marked his body, his breath weakening.
"Yet refusing to admit defeat?" Zhang Yunke tapped the chair, then gestured for the six Zhang Yunkes to continue their siege.
Ye Qiu’s injuries were worsening, the situation becoming dire.
Spurt, spurt...
Ye Qiu spat blood, exceedingly grim, barely supporting himself, standing there, unwilling to concede.
"Beg me, perhaps I might spare your life." Zhang Yunke, akin to a grim reaper, decided Ye Qiu’s fate.
"Do you mean it?" Ye Qiu considered.
"Certainly, first kneel!" Zhang Yunke laughed.
"Alright." Ye Qiu surprisingly agreed.
...
In the conference hall.
Zhang Yunke and Ye Qiu stood facing each other, yet at this juncture, Ye Qiu’s legs gradually bent, as if to kneel.
The surrounding crowd was bewildered, truly not understanding, these two seemed locked in a stare, yet eyes locked for quite some time, what exactly were they up to?
Only a few understood that Zhang Yunke and Ye Qiu were indeed in battle, albeit not a physical one, rather a clash of martial wills.
Resembling a collision between spiritual power and soul power.
Characters like Luo Shang and Song Qinglong understood, while those of lesser ability or shallow perspective were confused.
"It seems Zhang Yunke has triumphed in this battle, the bold brother ultimately fell short." Someone sighed.
"No surprise, Zhang Yunke’s victory was inevitable."
"Any of the three young gentlemen isn’t someone easily shaken; defeating one is harder than ascending to heaven, deserving of the title Quasi-Saint among the trio."
Some expressed regret, others sympathized with Ye Qiu, with Zhang Yunke, Luo Shang, and Song Qinglong present, any brilliance from others was merely like fireflies before them.
With Yü born, why was Liáng born, essentially so.
"Did he falter?" Bai Muxue watched Ye Qiu bending down, feeling inevitable disappointment, the individual her father valued about to kneel before Zhang Yunke, as Bai Lingtian’s daughter, she was understandably averse to this scene.
Zhang Yunlong was cheerfully relieved, clearly Ye Qiu wasn’t a match for his brother Zhang Yunke, he was about to kneel.
"I’ll return those four slaps in full later, no wait, brother wants me to hit eight slaps..." Zhang Yunlong mused, right when everyone watched Ye Qiu kneeling.
Suddenly, a scene shocking everyone unfolded.
Boosh...
Zhang Yunke, initially smiling, suddenly spewed blood wildly, staining the venue instantly.
Bright red blood, soaking the ground, was so startling in appearance.
What exactly happened, why did Zhang Yunke suddenly spew blood!
This was likely what everyone wondered about right now.
