Chapter 1,679: Is it considered a sneak attack?

Outside the main hall of the Heavenly Palace was a high platform. As a Martial Dao Sect, there was naturally no lack of martial arts training grounds for sparring here.

Li Cangsheng looked at Ye Bufan again: “Young man, have you thought it through? It’s still not too late to bow your head and apologize now. At most, I’ll cripple your cultivation, but I’ll let you keep your life.

If you step onto this arena, then it will be a fight to the death as well as a battle for victory.”

“Less nonsense. I’ve already said that if you win, you get your revenge. If I win, your Diancang Sect will cease to exist.”

Ye Bufan had already seen that the Diancang Sect, despite its reputation as a prestigious Sect, was no different from a crooked path. There was no need for such a School to remain.

“Young man, this is your choice.”

After speaking, Li Cangsheng turned to look at the Diancang Sect disciples behind him, “Everyone, who will teach this ignorant Young man a lesson?”

He had no intention of making a move directly. No matter what, he was a Sect Leader, and attacking a junior was not a glorious matter.

“Sect Leader, I’ll do it!”

The speaker was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties, Mao Wenlong, the Third Elder of the Diancang Sect.

After speaking, he stepped into the Void Realm and directly ascended to the high platform, revealing himself to be a strong practitioner in the Martial Saint Middle Stage.

The people nearby all nodded secretly. Although the Diancang Sect’s character was not good, its strength was indeed still there. Any Elder they pulled out was a Martial Saint-Grade strong practitioner.

Mao Wenlong stood on the high platform, looking arrogantly at Ye Bufan: “Young man, come up and die!”

“With just you, you don’t have the qualifications for my Big Brother to make a move.”

With an angry roar, Ye Tian leaped into the air and arrived on the high platform.

Mao Wenlong glanced at the Young man opposite him. The other party showed no aura of a strong practitioner, which made him even more contemptuous.

“Since you’re looking for death, I’ll send you on your way first.”

With that, he flicked his long robe, one hand in front, one hand behind, striking a very pretentious starting pose.

“Come on, I’ll let you make the first move.”

Ye Tian had always been a man of few words and ruthless actions. Without any nonsense, he flashed his feet and appeared in front of the other party, then fiercely punched out.

“Uh…”

Mao Wenlong’s expression instantly changed drastically. The other party’s speed was too fast. Before he could react, the powerful and heavy fist had already arrived in front of him.

In a panic, Mao Wenlong quickly threw a punch, barely meeting it, hoping to block the other party’s attack.

The fact was that he clearly thought too much. Even if he were in his full state, he couldn’t block Ye Tian’s attack, let alone in this situation.

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The two fists collided, and with a crisp crack, Ye Tian’s fist instantly broke his arm, then solidly struck his chest.

With a muffled thud, Mao Wenlong flew high like a swatted fly, directly falling off the high platform.

When everyone looked over, his sternum had collapsed and blood flowed from his seven orifices. He had completely lost his Life Qi.

“Boom…”

There was an uproar among the crowd. No one expected this Young man to kill an Elder of the Diancang Sect with a single punch.

That was a mighty Martial Saint! How could he be so vulnerable? What kind of strength did this Young man possess?

Li Cangsheng, who had been looking smug, now had a drastically changed expression. This was clearly beyond his expectations as well.

Confirming that Mao Wenlong had no hope of being saved, he looked angrily at Ye Tian on the stage.

“Bastard, you dared to sneak attack!”

“Sneak attack?” Ye Bufan looked at Li Cangsheng and couldn't help but laugh, “Sect Leader Li, I don’t know if you’re blind or deaf. Just now, it was your Elder who set up his stance and let my brother make the first move. Does that count as a sneak attack?

Then tell me, what does it take not to be considered a sneak attack?”

“I…”

Li Cangsheng had blurted it out in a moment of urgency, but now he was speechless.

The surrounding people also snickered. If one’s skill was inferior, it was inferior; there was no need to make excuses.

Everyone could see that Ye Tian’s actions were open and aboveboard, not at all related to a sneak attack.

At this moment, an old man walked over from the side, “Sect Leader, I’ll do it!”

The speaker was Zu Dashou, the Grand Elder of the Diancang Sect, who stepped forward in time to help the Sect Leader alleviate the awkwardness.

“Hmm, teach this kid a good lesson, don’t hold back!”

Having lost a Third Elder and completely losing Face, Li Cangsheng was now gritting his teeth in hatred.

And the Grand Elder’s cultivation was second only to his own, already at the Martial Saint Peak. In his opinion, such cultivation guaranteed victory.

“Don’t worry, this kid is definitely dead.”

Zu Dashou also harbored killing intent. He leaped into the air and landed on the arena. His gaze was sharp as he looked at Ye Tian.

“Young man, do you dare to fight me?”

“Why wouldn’t I dare!”

As soon as Ye Tian finished speaking, Ye Bufan from below the stage shouted: “Brother, this time we’ll make the last move. Let them make the first move and sneak attack.”

As his voice fell, the crowd burst into laughter. Everyone could hear that this was a mockery of the Diancang Sect.

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Li Cangsheng’s eyes blazed with anger, wishing he could tear the other party to shreds, but he dared not act recklessly with Lin Zhentian present.

Li Minghai advised from the side: “Father, no need to worry. The Grand Elder has already made his move. That kid will die sooner or later.”

Li Cangsheng snorted coldly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

On the arena, Ye Tian said indifferently: “My Big Brother said to let you go first, so you won’t say it was a sneak attack if you lose later.”

“I…”

Zu Dashou’s Face instantly became awkward. In this situation, making a move was not good, and not making a move was also not good. In short, he had lost a lot of Face.

“Young man, then take this!”

Finally, he gritted his teeth and punched towards Ye Tian.

As a strong practitioner at the Martial Saint Peak, his punch was naturally astonishingly powerful. As he punched out, the surrounding space seemed to tremble with it.

And Ye Tian stood on the arena, seemingly completely oblivious to his attack, just standing there quietly.

Everyone present was startled. What was wrong with this Young man? Was he scared silly? Wasn’t this just waiting to die?

Amidst everyone’s astonished gazes, Zu Dashou’s punch had already fiercely struck his chest.

But to everyone’s surprise, Ye Tian still stood there motionless, while Zu Dashou was shaken back seven or eight steps consecutively.

“This…”

Zu Dashou looked at his swollen fist, his Face filled with shock.

He was a Martial Saint Peak! This punch could flatten a small mountain, so how could it not affect the other party? How strong must that Physical Body be?

And Ye Tian gave him no chance to be stunned. The moment he retreated, he followed like a shadow, and similarly punched him in the chest.

“Bang… Crack…”

Zu Dashou did not possess a Physical Body as powerful as Ye Tian’s. The scene from before repeated itself. He flew out of the arena like a kicked ball.

His entire sternum had completely collapsed, and blood flowed from his seven orifices. Just like Mao Wenlong earlier, he died the moment he fell to the ground.

“Uh… another one-punch kill!”

Everyone present was speechless. Unlike before, this time it was a Martial Saint Peak who was killed, and the other party had made the first move.

Everyone was shocked by Ye Tian’s power, only Ye Bufan looked at Li Cangsheng with a playful expression.

“Sect Leader Li, could you assess this? Does this count as a sneak attack? If it does, we’ll change it next time!”