Starting as a War God: Global Goddesses Blocking my Door-Chapter 375 Prepare to Meet Your Demise

Ye Xunhuan’s face was filled with a sense of pride, as if opposing Chen Longpeng was the most foolish act Ye Fan could undertake.

He knew of Chen Longpeng, the eldest son of Chen Tianqi from the Chen family, the foremost family at East Sea, who had been a natural at Martial Arts from childhood.

Now, not only had Chen Longpeng become a Martial Arts King, but he had also achieved Man-Spear Unity and honed the Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears.

With Chen Longpeng’s prowess, even if he were at the Imperial Capital Ye Family, his fighting power would rank among the best.

"Yes, Young Master, Ye Fan is definitely doomed this time!" the middle-aged man chuckled.

Ye Xunhuan teased with a smile, "Excellent! Keep a constant watch on the movements in Central Plains, and report to me the moment you have news!"

"Yes, Young Master!" the middle-aged man responded with respect.

At this very moment, on the banks of Yanming Lake in Central Plains.

A man had a foxtail grass in his mouth and carried an unadorned longsword on his back, hiding in a sky-piercing ancient tree more than a hundred meters tall.

He had hidden himself extremely well, so much so that even Ye Fan and Chen Longpeng, deep in fierce battle, had not noticed him.

Watching the battlefield below, the man’s mouth twitched fiercely, "What the hell is Chen Longpeng doing? Falling for such child’s play? Such an imbecile! If this continues at this rate, Chen Longpeng is very likely to be suppressed! The role of the hunter and the prey will truly be reversed!"

Little did they know, this man was Xiong Yibing, a supreme expert from the Imperial Capital Ye Family.

Xiong Yibing had reached the Martial Arts King Realm years ago, and now, with his strength greatly increased, he was a formidable enforcer for the Young Master of the Imperial Capital Ye Family.

Whenever Ye Xunhuan faced a situation he could not resolve, it was almost always Xiong Yibing who stepped in to take care of it.

Having been ordered to come to Central Plains to kill Ye Fan, Xiong Yibing had just arrived when he learned that Chen Longpeng, the top expert of East Sea, was about to have a decisive battle with Ye Fan by Yanming Lake.

He naturally knew Ye Fan, as he was present when Ye Fan was expelled from the Imperial Capital Ye Family.

Years had hurried past, and Xiong Yibing thought Ye Fan had long been dead. Unexpectedly, not only was Ye Fan still alive, but he had also become a Martial King, which greatly shocked Xiong Yibing.

Since he couldn’t gauge Ye Fan’s true capability, Xiong Yibing decided to lie in wait in hiding, intending to use the clash between Chen Longpeng and Ye Fan to test Ye Fan’s actual strength.

Now, as Chen Longpeng and Ye Fan engaged in frequent fierce battles, he was unable to detect the limits of Ye Fan’s abilities.

From the beginning of their intense combat, Ye Fan had hardly used any of his killing moves, with most attacks being led by Chen Longpeng.

Now that Chen Longpeng had already used twelve of the Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears, Xiong Yibing was growing anxious in his hiding spot.

He could see that every time Chen Longpeng used the Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears, it would consume a vast amount of his inner strength. If this trend continued, Chen Longpeng might fail to kill Ye Fan, and his inner strength would be depleted first.

"And he’s the number one expert of East Sea? What a joke!" Xiong Yibing sneered.

Even though Chen Longpeng was incredibly dominant and even he wouldn’t be sure of victory against Chen Longpeng, Chen Longpeng’s performance in his eyes was nothing short of disastrous.

To fully understand the extent of Ye Fan’s capabilities, Xiong Yibing chose to continue observing the battle.

If Chen Longpeng managed to successfully kill Ye Fan, that would spare him the effort of taking action himself.

If Chen Longpeng were to be overwhelmed by Ye Fan, he would take the opportunity to strike, aiming to kill Ye Fan with a lightning-fast attack.

Bang!!!

After being flung away by the three-foot wooden sword wielded by Ye Fan, Chen Longpeng crashed heavily to the ground.

"Dammit! Dammit!"

Chen Longpeng climbed up from the ground in a sorry state, furious to the core.

As the foremost expert of East Sea, he had always been undefeated in battle.

Suffering from the loneliness of being unbeaten, Chen Longpeng hadn’t fought in ten long years. Your journey continues with novelbuddy

Unexpectedly, on his return to battle after a decade, he was bested by the young upstart Ye Fan.

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Rage surged to his head in an instant as Chen Longpeng clenched his Silver Spear, shouting, "A million soldiers may wave their flags, but today in this lifetime, I am the invincible!"

"The Thirteenth Spear of the Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears..."

Seeking revenge and resentful, Chen Longpeng unleashed his last move.

Swoosh—

Just as Chen Longpeng prepared to unleash his final spear thrust, Ye Fan decisively threw the three-meter wooden stick in his hand.

"How dare you! Get out of my way!"

Chen Longpeng, about to make the final thrust, saw the ancient wood coming at him, gritted his teeth, and with one thrust, sent the piece flying.

After sending the ancient wood flying, Chen Longpeng continued to shout, "A million soldiers may wave their flags again, but I alone am invincible in battle today!"

"The Thirteenth Spear..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Fan took a quick step forward to catch the wooden stick and charged at him again with furious speed.

"Rascal!!!"

Seeing Ye Fan repeatedly obstructing his execution of The Thirteenth Spear, Chen Longpeng cursed angrily, nearly bursting with an internal injury.

Upon reaching Chen Longpeng, Ye Fan sneered, "Idiot, did you really think I’d let you successfully execute The Thirteenth Spear?"

With that, Ye Fan swung the wooden stick down hard on Chen Longpeng’s head.

He had already witnessed the power of the Thirteen Life-Claiming Spears; if he allowed Chen Longpeng to successfully unleash The Thirteenth Spear, Ye Fan did not dare to guarantee he could withstand it.

Even if he did withstand it, managing to severely wound Chen Longpeng, he would still face the risk of his own demise.

After all, a large number of Ancient Martial Artists of the East Sea were not far off, and if they saw Chen Longpeng was weak, they would certainly strike at the first opportunity.

"Even without The Thirteenth Spear, I can kill you as easily as slaughtering a chicken," Chen Longpeng proclaimed arrogantly.

Ye Fan responded with a sneer, "Don’t bite your tongue in the wind, if you want to kill me, then speak with your strength!"

Swish—

As he finished speaking, the wooden stick in Ye Fan’s hands was about to land on Chen Longpeng’s head.

"Scoundrel! Kill!"

Unable to use The Thirteenth Spear, Chen Longpeng, furious, thrust his Silver Spear at Ye Fan.

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Under the gazes of countless onlookers, Ye Fan and Chen Longpeng engaged in a frenzied exchange, the phantoms of the Silver Spear and wooden stick moving as fast as lightning, almost imperceptible to the eye.

Holding the Silver Spear, Chen Longpeng roared, "Watch as I break your wooden stick, then see how you resist!"

"Break it! Come on and break it!" Ye Fan taunted continuously.

"Kill! Kill kill kill kill!"

With a furious roar, Chen Longpeng clenched the Silver Spear and wildly jabbed at Ye Fan.

Confronted with Chen Longpeng’s manic attacks, Ye Fan held the wooden stick, ceaselessly defending.

The wooden stick ultimately could not withstand the Silver Spear, being struck repeatedly until splinters flew, and the three-meter stick gradually broke apart.

Seeing that the stick was about to be completely broken by his thrusts, Chen Longpeng sneered viciously, "Hahaha, you’re about to crumble!"

"Is that so?" Ye Fan retorted with a sneer.

"Kill for me!"

Chen Longpeng was full of fighting spirit as the wooden stick was continually being whittled down by his attacks, intensifying his assault.

To everyone’s shock, the wooden stick, incessantly diminished by Chen Longpeng, finally became a three-foot wooden sword.

"You fool, are you playing with me?"

Staring at the three-foot wooden sword in Ye Fan’s hand, Chen Longpeng came to a sudden realization, feeling as though Ye Fan had used him as a tool.

"Congratulations, you got it right!"

As the three-meter stick was reduced to a three-foot wooden sword by Chen Longpeng, Ye Fan’s lips curled upward in a devilish grin, "Now, it’s my turn to counterattack! Chen Longpeng, prepare to meet your end!"