Chapter 2426 Beating Pang Yuan

It was Ye Erlang who made the move; with a casual punch, he sent Pang Yuan flying.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts were shattered, then filled with overwhelming shock and fear.

Here, everyone's cultivation was suppressed; only the four Stewards had cultivation comparable to the Golden Core Stage.

In this situation, they were no different from ants, completely powerless to retaliate, so how could they possibly defeat Pang Yuan?

But the fact was right before their eyes, forcing them to believe: this guy in front of them showed no fluctuation of True Essence whatsoever, yet he defeated the Steward with one punch.

What made them fearful was that Pang Yuan was from the Holy Sect’s Tai Xu Palace; hitting him was equivalent to slapping Tai Xu Palace in the face, and the consequences of that thought alone sent shivers down their spines.

At this moment, everyone was completely stunned, standing there blankly, unsure of what to do.

Especially those who had witnessed three consecutive shows, a storm had already been stirred in their hearts.

Who exactly is this person? He's absolutely incredible!

First, he hit Your Highness the Crown Prince, then he taught a lesson to the Core Disciple of the Nine Star Sect, and now he even hit the Steward—is this guy crazy? Is there anything he doesn't dare to do?

Ye Bufan didn't care about all that; since they had already torn off the pretense and started fighting, hitting more or less was the same, so he might as well fight to his heart's content.

With this thought, Ye Erlang immediately rushed forward again, grabbed Pang Yuan, slammed him hard onto the ground, and then stomped on his fat belly.

"You little brat, are you crazy? How dare you hit me…"

The most provoked was Pang Yuan; he was like a god here, never having imagined he would be brutally beaten.

He desperately tried to struggle and resist, but to his shock, he found that his meager cultivation was utterly useless in front of this person.

Ye Erlang kicked him to the ground, then punches and kicks rained down like raindrops, a truly satisfying beating.

Nangong Du, Baili Hongjun, and others came to their senses, suppressed the shock in their hearts, and quickly stepped forward to help.

"You bastard, are you crazy? How dare you even hit the Steward…"

"You're finished, you're dead, you actually dared to touch someone from Tai Xu Palace…"

The few of them were both surprised and delighted; surprised by Ye Erlang's combat power, and delighted that by touching someone from Tai Xu Palace, the opponent was destined for death.

"All of you, scram!"

Since he had even hit the Old thing Pang Yuan, how could Ye Bufan show any courtesy to them?

Ye Erlang unleashed several consecutive punches, sending all these people flying backward and knocking them to the ground.

Ye Bufan didn't just stand by; he joined the fray directly, stepping forward to grab Pang Yuan's collar, giving him a black eye with one punch, a panda eye with two punches, and then a series of loud slaps.

"Old thing, I'll teach you not to be unreasonable, I'll teach you not to distinguish right from wrong, I'll teach you to meddle…"

He enjoyed this barrage of punches and kicks, while those nearby watched as if sitting on pins and needles.

If they didn't help, they might be held accountable by Tai Xu Palace in the future; but if they did help, these two Young men were too ruthless, and with their cultivation suppressed, they would only get beaten if they went up.

Later, these people realized one thing: they needed to leave quickly, they couldn't stay here any longer.

So the onlookers scattered and fled, all running towards the exit.

Ye Bufan's final punch broke Pang Yuan's nasal bone, making his face bloom like a thousand flowers, and he felt he had beaten enough; it was time to leave.

"Let's go!"

He waved to Ye Erlang, then threw out several black iron balls.

"Bang, bang, bang…"

Several muffled thuds followed, then black smoke billowed, and a dense, impenetrable black mist instantly swept across the entire venue.

"This stuff is really good!"

Ye Bufan secretly nodded in his heart; these were high-tech smoke bombs brought from Area 51.

He hadn't expected the effect to be so good; one was enough to cover a range of several hundred meters, and it lingered for a long time.

The Cultivators present had their cultivation suppressed, and their Divine Sense was also greatly diminished; now, enveloped by the black mist, these people instantly became flustered.

The vendors quickly packed up their goods, some even taking others' belongings.

And the other Cultivators were either grabbing or running, and for a time, the scene was a chaotic mess.

This was exactly the effect Ye Bufan wanted; he continued throwing smoke bombs as he ran.

Even his Great Ascension Stage Mental Energy was suppressed to only a hundred-meter range here, while Pang Yuan, Baili Hongjun, and others, being only at the Void Tempering Stage, had their Divine Sense suppressed to a range of only ten or eight meters.

Precisely because of this, Ye Bufan quickly disappeared from their Divine Sense range.

"Damn it, where are you running!"

Pang Yuan and the others angrily tried to get up from the ground to chase, but Ye Erlang had been too heavy-handed just now; although he hadn't directly crippled them, it was impossible for them to stand up in a short time.

Ye Bufan had already planned his escape route; his figure was extremely fast, and after a few breaths, he rushed into a toilet several hundred meters away.

Upon entering, he moved his Divine Thought, sending Ye Erlang back to the Dragon King Palace.

When he came out again, his clothes had been changed, and his appearance had become identical to Prince Baili Hongjun. Under the cover of the black mist, no one noticed any of this; he mingled with the crowd and also rushed towards the exit.

At the entrance, two Stewards stood there, seeing the thick smoke billowing inside, their faces full of bewilderment, not knowing what had happened.

Just then, Ye Bufan, disguised as Baili Hongjun, rushed over, looking incredibly anxious.

"Two Steward sirs, something bad has happened inside!"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, what happened?"

Although the two Stewards were from Tai Xu Palace, having stayed in the Holy Dragon Empire's territory for a long time, they were quite familiar with him.

Ye Bufan said breathlessly, "Just now, two people attacked the Steward, and the situation is very serious now. You two should hurry over to help."

"There's such a thing!"

The two Stewards' expressions changed drastically; as people of Tai Xu Palace, they all had their own pride, how could they tolerate others acting recklessly here, and moreover, hitting their superior?

"We'll go take a look!"

The two finished speaking, drew the long swords from their backs, and directly charged into the training ground.

Ye Bufan chuckled as he watched their retreating figures, then followed the others out of the training ground, quickly disappearing into the mountains.

When the two Stewards arrived inside the training ground, they were very experienced; they didn't directly enter the black mist but instead used arcane arts to summon a gust of wind, quickly dispersing the black mist before them.

When the smoke cleared, what met their eyes was a scene of utter chaos.

Most of the others had already fled, leaving only Pang Yuan, Nangong Du, and others in the field.

"Steward sir, how could this happen?"

Seeing Pang Yuan, who was beaten like a pig's head, the two Stewards were startled and immediately went to meet him.

"Damn it, immediately seal off the training ground! Don't let those two brats escape! I'm going to tear them limb from limb and flay their skin and extract their souls!"

Pang Yuan gnashed his teeth in hatred, struggling to stand up with the help of the two.

"Yes, sir, rest assured, we'll go seal off the training ground now…"

One of the Stewards had just spoken halfway when he turned his head and saw Baili Hongjun beside him, and he instantly froze.

The two of them had rushed over at full speed; logically, the Crown Prince should be behind them, so how did he get ahead?

"Your Highness, when did you come back?"

After speaking, he realized something was wrong; the Crown Prince here looked very disheveled, covered in footprints, and his originally handsome face was now disfigured, completely different from how he had looked just moments ago.