"Bear the consequences yourself?"

The faint words echoed. As Jiang Zhe stepped forward, the few people who hadn’t already backed away now also gave him a wide berth.

As for Ye Wushuang, he just stood there quietly, staring coldly at Jiang Zhe.

"This kid isn’t planning to use brute force again, is he? If he does, he’ll probably die a miserable death!" some people muttered as they watched Ye Wushuang. They felt no sympathy for him.

In fact, if Jiang Zhe hadn’t stepped forward first, the one facing Ye Wushuang would have been one of them.

"I’ll give you three moves to fight back. After those three moves, your life is mine," Jiang Zhe said, staring coldly at Ye Wushuang. His tone was forceful and domineering; he would grant Ye Wushuang a sliver of a chance to resist before taking his life.

This would not only display his formidable strength and elevate his status, but it would also help him curry favor with Young Master Tang by dealing with Ye Wushuang. Pleasing the young master would be a great boon to his standing in the Tang Family.

At this, Ye Wushuang sneered. "Out there, you’re a tyrant who looks down on everyone. In here, you’re nothing but a dog, bowing and scraping. A coward. You’ll grant me three moves? I don’t need them. The offer itself is an insult!"

As he spoke, a look of undisguised contempt and mockery bloomed on Ye Wushuang’s face.

The crowd was stunned. ’This kid is insane! Is he trying to provoke Jiang Zhe even further at a time like this?’

"Bastard! You dare call me a dog? You’re courting death!" As predicted, Jiang Zhe flew into a humiliated rage. A brilliant blade of light tore through the void, slashing toward Ye Wushuang.

In mid-air, a boundless storm of light blades raged like a boiling flood, surging forward to engulf Ye Wushuang.

The whistling Saber Gang, wrapped in razor-sharp killing intent, swept across the area. It made one’s skin prickle with the phantom pain of being torn apart.

This shocked the onlookers.

Although Jiang Zhe was domineering, his strength was truly formidable. A casual strike had such terrifying power. It seemed the Tang Family had invested a lot in him.

At the same moment, Ye Wushuang gave an explosive shout. He took a great stride forward, leaving a trail of afterimages as he instantly closed the distance and threw a punch at Jiang Zhe from across the space.

The golden True Essence was even more tyrannical, making the very air tremble. The brilliant blade of light shattered like glass with a loud BANG. The dazzling golden fist punched through with unstoppable force.

Jiang Zhe was both shocked and enraged. To have his attack shattered so easily was a direct challenge to his dignity. He had lost face in front of everyone.

He grew even more furious, his eyes filled with a sinister, savage light. More blades of light erupted from his body. With a wave of his hand, he commanded them all to hack down at Ye Wushuang, intending to obliterate him into dust.

"Scram!"

Ye Wushuang spat out a single, cold word. His golden fist suddenly flared with brilliant light as a Dragon Shadow flickered into existence. With the roar of a Tyrant Dragon, his fist swept through the sky full of light blades with unstoppable force.

BAM!

The fist then slammed into Jiang Zhe’s body.

BOOM!

Jiang Zhe’s body was knocked back by the punch, sliding all the way to the doorway before stopping.

SKREEEEE... Two deep gouges now stretched to Jiang Zhe’s feet, carved into the floor by the friction of his slide. They were a terrifying sight.

The crowd stared, dumbfounded, their hearts lurching in their chests.

Another single punch!

Everyone stared at Ye Wushuang’s fist. He had defeated Zheng Xiong with a single punch, and now he had done the same to Jiang Zhe. That fist was practically divine!

And just moments ago, Jiang Zhe had offered him a three-move handicap. If Ye Wushuang had accepted, Jiang Zhe’s defeat would have been even more humiliating.

Jiang Zhe’s body skidded to a halt. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body trembling violently. His chest was slightly caved in, and searing pain wracked him. He froze, his eyes wide with shock and utter disbelief.

A single punch from a cultivator at the True Essence First Layer had shattered both of his attacks and defeated him.

Moreover, Ye Wushuang had clearly pulled back some of his power at the last moment. Otherwise, that punch would have been enough to make his body explode. He would have been the one to die today.

’Damn it! Damn it all!’

Jiang Zhe’s expression was savage. Ye Wushuang had gone easy on him, and that wounded his pride more than the blow itself. This was a deliberate humiliation.

"Useless! A True Essence Third Layer cultivator can’t even beat someone at the First Layer? Jiang Zhe, is this the extent of your abilities? My Tang Family has fed a useless dog like you for nothing!" After seeing Jiang Zhe defeated, Young Master Tang snapped out of his daze and began to berate him furiously.

Jiang Zhe’s heart sank and his expression changed drastically. If he was seen as worthless today, he would lose all value to the Tang Family.

"Kill! Kill!"

He roared, his eyes becoming bloodshot, like those of a savage, brutal beast. They held an endless killing intent as an overwhelmingly powerful surge of True Essence erupted from his body like a torrent.

At the same moment, a Battle Saber shot out from his Divine Court. The light glinting off its blade was blazing and terrifyingly sharp!

This Battle Saber was a Ninth-Grade Spiritual Artifact. It grew larger in the air, resembling a death god’s scythe as it radiated an peerless, deadly sharpness!

This was Jiang Zhe’s trump card!

Seeing this, the hearts of the onlookers trembled. It was clear that Jiang Zhe was now fighting for his life, determined to kill Ye Wushuang.

On the second floor, a few figures also heard the commotion and walked down.

However, halfway down, they all stopped on the stairs, watching the scene below.

Among these figures, one was Su Yang, who had just gone upstairs.

Beside him stood a beautiful woman in a daffodil-yellow long dress. A golden peony hairpin was tucked into her hair. Her beauty was breathtaking, and she exuded an air of unapproachable nobility.

"Yunn Xuan, let me go down and sort this out."

Watching the people below, Su Yang’s sharp brows twitched as he prepared to intervene.

However, Tang Yunxuan stopped him. She said nothing, her gaze fixed on the unfolding scene.

BOOM!

Jiang Zhe’s aura grew even more frantic, his killing intent palpable and chilling everyone to the bone!

Ye Wushuang’s gaze turned cold. He had already given Jiang Zhe a chance and spared his life, but the man didn’t appreciate it. Now he was coming at him again with lethal intent.

He was no saint. If his opponent wanted him dead, why should he hold back?

In that instant, killing intent flared in Ye Wushuang’s eyes. Before Jiang Zhe could even launch his attack, a brilliant, blood-red blade of light flashed into existence!

The invincible, domineering killing intent was so potent that it made the faces of the people on the staircase change, and they let out a collective gasp of surprise.

As for the people on the first floor, their expressions were ones of outright terror. They could feel a horrifying power radiating from Ye Wushuang—a power that truly frightened them.

Jiang Zhe’s pupils constricted. He swung his saber in a wide arc, slashing down.

But what Jiang Zhe hadn’t expected was that the blood-red blade of light would abruptly and bizarrely dive into the void, vanishing without a trace.

Before he could even register what had happened, the vanished blade of light reappeared right in front of him, bearing down on his body.

"What a bizarre technique!"

Tang Yunxuan’s beautiful eyes narrowed, and she immediately shouted, "Stop!"

Hearing the voice, the crowd’s gazes were drawn to it.

"It’s Miss Tang!"

"She’s making an appearance!"

Gazing at the elegant figure on the stairs, they saw she was not only beautiful, but the aura she exuded was utterly terrifying. It made everyone’s heart seize with a potent sense of fear.

"Sister!"

As he watched the woman descend, Young Master Tang’s face lit up with elation.