Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Time passed by, second by minute, and as the fierce sun moved above everyone's heads, Ming Yi was still nowhere to be seen.

"Could it be that Ming Yi is scared and dares not to come?" Your next chapter awaits on empire

"Damn it, such a waste of my time. If he's not capable, why did he talk big in the first place!"

"Haha, I wonder who this Ming Yi really is, daring to claim he can take on all the strong practitioners from the Eastern Sea by himself. Such arrogance, and now he doesn't even dare to show his face!"

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The martial artists gathered at Night Heaven Sect from the Eastern Sea were also speaking up, their faces showing disdain.

Ming Yi's challenge to all the strong practitioners in the Eastern Sea was enough to provoke every martial artist there.

Every martial artist has their pride, and faced with such provocation, which one of them could turn a blind eye?

However, just as everyone was discussing fervently, Ye Ling's expression subtly changed, a hint of surprise flashing through his eyes.

He turned to look at the sea and noticed a black dot had appeared on the vast expanse of water, when, he knew not.

The black dot approached the shoreline at a terrifying speed, with waves several yards high rising and falling behind him, producing a series of roars.

More and more people were drawn to the commotion on the sea and began to fix their eyes on the black dot that was growing larger and larger.

"He's here!" the Eastern Sea King said with a grave tone.

Ming Yi came riding the waves, accompanied by towering surges behind him.

Such an entrance, he had only seen it in Ye Ling before!

On that day of battle atop the Eastern Sea, it was in this very manner that Ye Ling had appeared, stepping on the waves like a sea god descending.

Now seeing such a sight again in Ming Yi, even though the Eastern Sea King's powers had greatly declined, he knew that to achieve such a feat, one must be a martial artist who had attained a divine level in martial arts.

"A peak battle king, I never expected another one to emerge from the Dragon Kingdom," Ye Ling said somewhat wistfully.

Hearing Ye Ling's words, the Eastern Sea King's expression became solemn, his eyes more focused. He looked at Ye Ling and asked gravely, "Are you confident?"

"Hehe, you're asking the wrong question," Ye Ling laughed softly, then continued, "You should be asking me how many moves Ming Yi can withstand against me."

Upon hearing this, the Eastern Sea King's solemn expression completely faded away, replaced by a rich smile.

If Ye Ling dared to say such a thing, it meant he was fully confident he could defeat Ming Yi, and defeat him with ease at that!

"Northern Liao King, I'm very curious about just how strong you have become."

"Could it be that you have truly stepped into that supreme realm of legend?" the Eastern Sea King asked with curiosity.

Ye Ling glanced at him, just smiled and nodded, not saying much.

Seeing this, the Eastern Sea King's expression changed subtly, understanding just how far Ye Ling's power had reached.

"If the old Northern Liao King knew how outstanding you are, he would probably laugh out loud," the Eastern Sea King said somewhat wistfully, his eyes filled with a tinge of reminiscence.

Ye Ling's smile suddenly froze, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

Remembering his own master, the previous Northern Liao King, Ye Ling's heart was filled with only gratitude and respect.

If not for the old Northern Liao King, there would be no Ye Ling as he is today.

"Riding the waves, is this Ming Yi? He might have already stepped into the realm of a battle king!"

"My goodness, that tens of meters high wave is way too frightening, I'm now beginning to understand why he dares to claim that he can take on all the martial artists of the East Sea by himself!"

"Wow, if I had his immense strength, I'd be even more arrogant than him!"

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Many martial artists gathered at the Night Sky Sect changed their attitudes towards Ming Yi after witnessing his invincible demeanor arriving on the waves.

For the strong, respect is deserved everywhere.

Even though Ming Yi hadn't yet come close to the shore, he had already imposed a tremendous sense of pressure on the numerous martial artists around the Night Sky Sect.

Even Great Grandmasters were looking solemn at this moment.

Under everyone's watchful eye, Ming Yi soon arrived at the seaside.

He didn't even enter the territory of the Night Sky Sect, just stood there at the edge of the coast.

With an indifferent gaze sweeping over all the martial artists gathered around the Night Sky Sect, he said coldly, "I am Ming Yi, are you all here to fight with me, East Sea martial artists?"

"Nothing but a bunch of chickens and dogs, hardly a handful worth looking at, too disappointing."

"The East Sea has long been known for its prospering martial arts, so why are your strengths so weak? With your level of power, I don't even feel like lifting my hand!"

As his words fell, Ming Yi's face was full of arrogance and contempt.

Ming Yi was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing a white robe, which added a touch of a transcendent Hermit to his presence.

"Arrogant! Who says there's no one in the East Sea!"

"I, Mo Zhiyun, the Billow-Sword Martial Artist, will meet you, this madman, today!"

A middle-aged man dressed in a black practice outfit stepped out from the crowd and said coldly to Ming Yi.

Seeing this person, the surrounding martial artists exclaimed once more.

"Billow-Sword Martial Artist Mo Zhiyun, it's said that he entered the half-step King of War three years ago. Even if he hasn't reached the King of War realm, he must be close!"

"Although Mo Zhiyun is not weak, Ming Yi is a bona fide King of War powerhouse. Does Mo Zhiyun really stand a chance?"

"Who knows? Maybe Mo Zhiyun has already stepped into the King of War realm!"

…

Hearing the surrounding martial artists' discussions, a hint of a smile appeared on Mo Zhiyun's face.

He wanted just this effect, to become the center of attention!

He didn't aim to defeat Ming Yi; as long as he could retreat in one piece after exchanging blows with Ming Yi, he could also gain a great reputation among the East Sea martial artists.

In truth, from the moment he saw Ming Yi arriving on the waves, Mo Zhiyun knew that he was definitely no match for Ming Yi.

After all, with his strength, he was far from generating such grandiose momentum!

However, as a half-step King of War, he was confident that he could engage and then safely retreat from a skirmish with Ming Yi.

Seeing someone step forward, Ye Ling looked at the Eastern Sea King in surprise and said, "Is this the man you found?"

"No, this guy probably wants to make a name for himself with this battle."

The Eastern Sea King responded.

Hearing this, Ye Ling revealed a mocking smile.

Wanting to make a name for oneself using Ming Yi's hand is tantamount to suicide, isn't it?

A mere half-step King of War probably couldn't even withstand Ming Yi's aura, yet dares to engage with him.

The pinnacle of the King of War's strength is far beyond what anyone below the King of War can imagine.

Even at the early stages of being a King of War, dealing with a half-step King of War is not that difficult.

Below the King of War, all are as ants, it's not an empty saying after all.