Yang Qi shook his head. Good grief, does everyone in the Jingnan Royal Mansion think so highly of themselves? The old man he’d killed was like that. So was the little prince. And the Blood-Hand Butcher was even worse. Don’t these people understand the principle that there’s always a higher mountain to climb and a stronger person to meet? What’s wrong with the way they think?

Seeing Yang Qi walk toward Thunderbolt Saber, everyone gasped. Yang Qi looked far too young. Compared to the imposing, murderous Thunderbolt Saber, he seemed completely outmatched. Could he really fight him?

Although many people knew Yang Qi had achieved one hundred consecutive victories that day, Thunderbolt Saber was ranked in the top five of the True Martial White Tower. He was in a completely different league than the fighters on the ninety-ninth layer.

"Oh? It seems you have no intention of heeding my words. In that case, I’ll cripple your Martial Arts first, then slaughter you!" Thunderbolt Saber revealed a ferocious grin. This brat just got lucky while I wasn’t at the True Martial White Tower. Now he dares to be so arrogant in my presence? He’s truly courting death.

The next moment, Thunderbolt Saber made his move, slashing at Yang Qi. It was only then that Yang Qi understood the origin of the nickname "Thunderbolt Saber." It wasn’t that his blade carried thunder, but that his attacks were incredibly fast and domineering. But that was all there was to it.

Honestly, in terms of sheer strength, Thunderbolt Saber was definitely more formidable than the Second Master of the Jingnan Royal Mansion. But in terms of skill and experience, he was far inferior and not even in the same league. Yang Qi had easily defeated the Second Master, so what chance did this man have?

"Get lost!" Yang Qi roared, unleashing a slash. His first move was the Golden Thunder Slash.

BOOM!

A massive explosion was followed by a pained scream. Thunderbolt Saber’s body flew into the main hall, sliding across the ground for nearly a hundred meters before coming to a stop, leaving a long trail of blood in its wake.

Yang Qi showed no mercy. From the moment he heard that Thunderbolt Saber, much like the Blood-Hand Butcher, enjoyed slaughtering his opponents, he had decided to eliminate this scoundrel. It was perfect. This watchdog was blocking his path, so it was only fitting that he die.

Everyone covered their mouths, their eyes wide with unprecedented shock. Yang Qi actually killed Thunderbolt Saber in a single strike? The Jingnan Royal Mansion had wanted to intimidate the Star Shining Society and prevent them from even entering the hundredth layer. They never expected, however, that Thunderbolt Saber would be the one killed.

How terrifying! everyone’s heart trembled. Yang Qi is only twenty-five or twenty-six, yet his Combat Power has reached such a horrifying level. Even Thunderbolt Saber couldn’t withstand a single attack from him. Could anyone else? They had all thought the Star Shining Society was an easy target. But now, it was clear the Society had come prepared. They knew this was a trap banquet, but they came anyway, obviously not taking it seriously.

"Kill me? You’re not qualified!" Yang Qi indifferently glanced at Thunderbolt Saber’s corpse, then lifted his foot and walked inside.

He hoped there would be masters today who could give him a real fight. He had discovered that the more he fought, the more combat experience he gained, and the stronger he became. Furthermore, using Spells in real combat made them grow stronger. Although every Spell had an upper limit, at his current stage, they were all more formidable than those Martial Arts.

"I’ve arrived. Shouldn’t you all be standing to welcome me?"

Ye Feng still walked in front. Yang Qi preferred to stay behind the scenes, content with handling the fighting and strategizing while leaving matters of building a reputation to others. It’s better to keep a low profile. There’s no harm in it.

Ye Feng was the president of the Martial Arts Association and the president of the Star Shining Society, yet when he entered, the more than seventy representatives were all still seated. Even seeing Thunderbolt Saber slaughtered didn’t elicit any response from them.

The King of Jingnan waved his hand gently, and someone came to carry away Thunderbolt Saber’s body as if nothing had happened. Since the display of power failed, it was best to just ignore it.

"Insolent! Who do you think you’re talking to!" a martial artist next to the King of Jingnan roared.

This was the fourth-ranked expert of the True Martial White Tower. He was also a First-Rank Perfection Overlord, but stronger than Thunderbolt Saber due to his greater experience and superior combat skills. He glared coldly at Ye Feng and snarled, "Who the hell do you think you are, daring to speak to the King of Jingnan and the others like that!"

"Who am I?" Ye Feng snorted. "I am the president of the Jingnan Prefecture Martial Arts Association and the president of the Star Shining Society. You’re asking who I am? Is this how your King of Jingnan teaches his subordinates?"

The next moment, a white sword light flashed, so dazzling that many couldn’t help but shut their eyes. The First-Rank Overlord-level martial artist cried out in pain, his own mouth already full of blood.

Clearly, he wasn’t dead. Ye Feng had shown mercy. He wasn’t here to kill today, but to establish their authority. A show of force was sufficient.

"Ah—!" the martial artist screamed, his face contorted in terror as he stared at Ye Feng.

In an instant, Ye Feng was by his side. He grabbed the man by the throat, lifted him up, and casually tossed him out of the main hall. "There’s no need to keep such trash around. He’s no match for me, anyway."

The King of Jingnan frowned. "President Ye, your Realm has certainly grown. To think you’re already a Second-Rank Perfection Overlord. It seems the rumors were incorrect." He hadn’t expected Ye Feng’s Realm to be so high. Everyone had thought Ye Feng was a First-Rank Perfection Overlord, but it turned out he was a Second-Rank Perfection Overlord. In that case, only he and Heavenly Slaughter Sword could reliably suppress this man. Shocking Wave Palm and the Undying Barbarian King could only fight Ye Feng to a standstill. This situation was getting out of hand, something none of them had wanted.

The onlookers were stunned. My gods, the Star Shining Society is so domineering! First, they killed the fifth-ranked expert from the True Martial White Tower, and now they’ve tossed out the fourth. They’re not showing any face at all! So this is the punishment for disrespecting the Star Shining Society.

"Now, everyone stand up to greet me, or I will throw each of you out!" Ye Feng said coldly. "I don’t think anyone would want that, right? Even the King of Jingnan can’t stop me unless he wants to fight me right here and now!"

Originally, this group had gathered here with numerous plans to humiliate and discipline the members of the Star Shining Society. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng had launched a preemptive strike, making demands of his own.

While the King of Jingnan remained as composed as a fisherman waiting for a bite, the others began to panic. Their subordinates, the people they had brought with them, were no match for Ye Feng. If they remained seated, they would truly be thrown out. That would be a huge embarrassment.

"Hmph, Ye Feng, don’t take it too far! You should know we can’t possibly stand to welcome you. You are our enemy," Wang Hai said, gritting his teeth.

"Are you saying the Wang Family wishes to make an enemy of the Martial Arts Association?" Ye Feng asked with a faint smile.

"That’s not what I mean, I—!" Wang Hai suddenly found himself at a loss for words.