Chapter 501: My Hand!
Ye Jiu's face did not bear the slightest hint of panic; instead, the corners of his mouth curled into an indifferent smile.
The next moment, his figure suddenly vanished, a streak of cold light flashed through the attack of the long spear, and a drop of fresh blood sprayed from the spear.
The leader's pupils dilated abruptly, his cheeks filled with shock and disbelief.
He hadn't even been able to make out Ye Jiu's movements, let alone understand how Ye Jiu had disappeared.
Ye Jiu, holding the long spear in one hand, eerily appeared behind the man, then swiftly kicked out, striking the man's back.
"Aow!" The man let out a wretched scream, his body propelled out like a cannonball, crashing heavily into the wall behind him with a thunderous noise.
The entire wall collapsed under that kick, and the man lay severely wounded amidst the rubble.
Ye Jiu's speed did not decrease as he charged straight at the other men.
A long knife in his hands was like a viper darting out of its hole, its blade flashing with extreme speed.
With every slash of the blade, a spray of fresh blood followed.
"Ah! My hand, my hand!"
"Help!"
Screams were incessant, and as they rang out, Ye Ling's figure flickered, and the long knife in his hand had once again cut through a life, subsequently a head rolled to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, three men lay dead on the spot, blood staining the ground, adding a gaudy hue to the abandoned city.
"Gurgle!"
The leader swallowed hard, his eyes wide with terror as he looked at Ye Jiu, a strong sense of fear incessantly surfacing in his eyes.
"A Sovereign Path powerhouse!"
Beads of sweat appeared on the man's forehead as his heart pounded wildly, disbelieving as he looked at the group before him.
In a city of sin like this, a Sovereign Path strongman was an existence that could walk unchallenged,
provided they did not provoke some powerful families or forces, otherwise, they would definitely be in for more than they could handle.
But these young people before him were clearly new to the city of sin, and to think, he had just kicked an iron plate this time!
Looking at the bodies strewn on the ground, the leader felt an undeniable sense of helplessness in his heart.
While his own men were ruthless enough, they were nothing compared to these few fellows.
If they hadn't provoked these few, such things probably wouldn't have happened.
But they just had to provoke them, and the result was as one could expect.
"Brothers, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose!" the leader said through gritted teeth to Ye Ling and the others.
"Not on purpose?"
Ye Ling sneered, "Weren't you acting all arrogant just now? Why don't you continue?"
Ye Ling's words instantly embarrassed the leader of the men, forcing him to lower his head in silent admission of his past wrongdoings.
"Big brother, I was blind and failed to see Mount Tai in front of me. Please be magnanimous and spare me this once!"
"I beg you, let us off this time. I guarantee I'll never dare to meddle with any of your people again!"
The leader of the men knelt on the ground, hastily kowtowing and pleading for mercy from Ye Ling.
In his eyes swirled a terror, as though he saw a god of slaughter closing in on him.
Ye Ling was slightly taken aback, then laughed, "Heh, just now you wanted to kill us, and now you're begging for mercy. What exactly are you trying to do, hm?"
Without waiting for the man to speak, Ye Ling coldly ordered, "Kill him!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth, Ye Jiu's figure suddenly appeared, his saber sweeping across, sending a spray of blood soaring into the air.
The leader of the men didn't even have time to utter a scream before being cleaved in two by Ye Jiu's blade, dead without a trace.
Ye Ling clapped his hands, feeling no ripples in his heart. After all, in the city of sin, these people, though outwardly polite, were rotten to the core. Killing them required no second thoughts!
After witnessing this affair, the rest of the men who also harbored intentions of attacking Ye Ling and his group were now so terrified they were wetting themselves, repeatedly begging for mercy, fearing they would be the next to fall to Ye Ling's blade.
Gao Quan, expressionless, pulled a key from the man's pocket, commandeered their car, and drove away, leaving a trail of corpses behind.
This battle served as a stark deterrent to the onlookers, particularly the sight of the leader being hewn into two halves, chilling their very souls.
"Remember their faces. If you ever come across them in the future, no matter who you are, you must take a detour," the bosses of the other forces issued clear warnings.
Meanwhile, Ye Ling and his companions quickly headed to the underground boxing gym in the city of sin, ready to participate in the underground boxing selections. On the way, Gao Quan briefed them about the underground boxing competition.
It turned out that there were ten groups of participants in the underground boxing, each with five people: the top eight, top seven, and top four, the top three, and the first place!
The rewards for the top three were extremely rich, allowing the winners to exchange for a vast amount of cultivation resources and various treasures!
"However, before the official start, there is a very brutal preliminary round, the melee of a thousand, to select the fifty who will compete!"
"On each group's platform, there will be ten tokens, and only those who secure a token can advance to the final competition; otherwise, they will be eliminated."
Upon hearing Gao Quan's information, Ye Ling frowned slightly, "Who made this rule?"
"The one who established this rule was the City Lord of the city of sin!" Gao Quan slowly replied.
The City Lord of the city of sin was no ordinary individual!
As far as Gao Quan knew, aside from several reclusive old characters, nearly all of the city's masters were within the city of sin.
And the City Lord was the sovereign of the city of sin, commanding absolute authority.
"Oh? Why would the City Lord establish such a rule? Is it to make everyone fight with all they've got?" Ye Ling asked, somewhat surprised.
Gao Quan shook his head, "This rule was, in fact, set by the City Lord himself."
"His purpose for establishing such a rule is simple: to make more people understand that to enter the city of sin is to gamble with your life, and that surviving to leave, no matter the cost, is worth it."
"And the people of the city of sin will become even more frenzied as a result, because here lies a bounty of cultivation resources and treasures that countless people lust after!"