209: Can you, Ye Chen, withstand this attack?

The sinister sneer on Wang Zhenshan's face had long since frozen, replaced by boundless horror and fury!

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

He roared hoarsely, his hair and beard bristling with rage.

"Form the array! Quickly, form the 'Four Symbols Array'! Trap him! Wear him down to death!!!"

However...

His command seemed utterly pale and powerless in the face of Ye Chen's ghost-like slaughter speed!

Before the formation could even take shape, the people setting it up were already falling like mown wheat!

Ye Chen's figure seemed to merge into the night, becoming death itself.

With every step he took, he landed in the most densely populated areas of the crowd.

And then...

A simple punch, a palm strike, a finger jab, a kick... The domineering and peerless characteristics of Layered Wave Strength—where each punch was stronger than the last—were utilized to their fullest in this chaotic melee!

The first punch sent three people flying!

The second punch collapsed an entire section!

The third punch directly cleared five meters in front of him!

...By the time he threw an unknown number of punches, the accumulated momentum of his strikes was like a long-brewing volcano, erupting violently!

"Rumble—!!!"

With him as the center, the ground within a ten-meter radius suddenly collapsed downward!

Violent airwaves, like invisible giant hammers, spread frantically in all directions!

Seven or eight Wang family experts trying to surround him from the sides were hit as if by an invisible city wall; they spat out mouthfuls of blood and were sent flying backward with broken bones, losing consciousness while still in mid-air!

Chu Niubi stood blankly on the steps, watching the purgatory-like scene below and that figure who remained calm and composed amidst the wind and rain of blood... He felt his worldview being completely crushed at this moment!

And then... reshaped!

So... when martial arts are practiced to the extreme, one person can truly... take on a whole nation?!

So... this master he had shamelessly tried to apprentice himself to... wasn't human at all!

He's a fucking... god walking among mortals!!!

The thought of practicing martial arts suddenly sprouted and grew wildly in his heart!

"Stop!!!"

An old but sharp shout suddenly exploded from the rear of the Wang family camp!

It was the third brother of the Wang family, Third Master Wang!

His face was ashen: "Everyone, pull back!"

The Wang Family Members, who were already terrified from the slaughter, felt as if they had been granted a great amnesty; without any hesitation, they scrambled and crawled backward in a mad retreat.

The formation completely disintegrated.

The crowd suddenly receded like a tide, rushing back with a 'hula' sound, leaving behind a ground covered in severed limbs, broken arms, weapons, and corpses lying every which way!

The Wang family experts who retreated were all pale and trembling, looking at Ye Chen as if they were looking at an Asura crawling out of hell.

Too terrifying!

In just a few minutes, they had lost at least forty or fifty people!

Among them were many at the peak of the Yellow Realm, and even two enforcers at the early stage of the Xuan Realm!

Yet in front of Ye Chen, they were like clay chickens and pottery dogs, unable to withstand even a single move!

If the Third Master hadn't called a stop just now... their group of over two hundred people might have really been slaughtered to the last man by this monster alone!

Third Master Wang stood at the front of the crowd, his chest heaving violently as he stared intently at the figure on the steps.

"Ye Chen... what kind of demonic technique are you practicing?!"

"Demonic technique?"

Ye Chen calmed his surging breath and asked mockingly.

"What?"

"Since you can't win, you start labeling me with 'demonic techniques'?"

"Why don't you take a look at yourselves in a reflection..."

"See who is the one who has truly entered the demonic path!"

"Colluding with the Black Prison, trafficking your own countrymen—behind the Southeast District, how many restless souls are crying out day and night?!"

"The money your Wang family makes, every single bill is stained with blood and human lives!"

"Spending that black money against your conscience, can you sleep at night? Hmm?!"

Every word was like a heavy hammer, smashing fiercely into the hearts of the Wang Family Members!

Many people instinctively avoided Ye Chen's gaze, their faces burning, whether from shame, anger, or fear.

"Shut up!!!"

Wang Zhenshan suddenly took a step forward, his hair and beard bristling, the fire of anger in his eyes almost bursting out.

"You arrogant brat!"

"Stop misleading the public with your evil words and glib tongue!"

"How the Wang family acts is not for you to judge?!"

He glared at Ye Chen, a low growl coming from his throat.

"Ye Chen! This old man will give you one last chance!"

"Immediately cripple your own martial arts, hand over everything, and kneel to accept your execution!"

"I might show some mercy and spare the miserable lives of those two behind you!"

"Otherwise..."

Killing intent exploded in Wang Zhenshan's eyes, his voice like ice from the deepest abyss. "If you push me too far and I activate my final resort, not a single one of you will leave Cloud Top Garden alive tonight!!!"

A threat!

A naked threat!

Chu Niubi's heart tightened as he heard this, and he instinctively looked toward Ye Chen.

Bai Wanqing had also quietly come to the door at some point, her phone held tightly in her hand, the screen still lit, clearly having just ended a call.

Ye Chen smiled slightly, pointed at the corpses on the ground, and tilted his head.

"Second Master Wang..."

"Who did you just say you were going to leave a path of survival for?"

"Open your eyes and look clearly..."

"Right now, who exactly is giving a path of survival to whom?"

Before Wang Zhenshan could speak.

Wang Zhenyue had already burst into loud laughter.

"Hahaha... Ye Chen, you're right, you can fight, you can really fight!"

"Our Wang family's two hundred elites are actually like clay chickens and pottery dogs before you!"

"But..."

His laughter suddenly stopped, and a crazy light flickered in his old eyes.

"Do you really think our Wang family's century-old foundation only has this little bit to rely on?!"

"Do you really think we came here tonight just bringing this group of martial artists to their deaths?!"

He stared fixedly at Ye Chen, his lips curling into a grin.

"I know you can fight!"

"But can your fighting match a torrent of steel?!"

Before his voice had even faded—

Wang Zhenshan, who was to the side, suddenly raised his right hand and clapped three times!

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The crisp sound of clapping was exceptionally clear in the dead silence of the night.

The next second.

"Rumble, rumble—!!!"

A roar came from the direction of the Cloud Top Garden entrance without any warning!

The sound approached from afar, rapidly growing louder, and the ground began to vibrate slightly!

Even the broken stones in front of the villa's door began to jump gently!

Expressions of uncertainty and alarm appeared on everyone's faces as they instinctively looked toward the source of the sound.

Chu Niubi craned his neck and widened his eyes: "What... what's that noise? Is it an earthquake?"

Bai Wanqing also furrowed her brows, listening intently.

However, when everyone's gaze turned toward the end of the villa district's main road... they saw two bright searchlight beams, like a giant beast opening its eyes, suddenly piercing the night and shining straight over!

Where the light beams passed, dust flew and trees swayed!

Behind those dazzling light beams, a metallic silhouette was crushing through low landscape shrubs and snapping trees along the way with a slow but unstoppable momentum, moving toward the villa's front lawn... bit by bit!

When it broke through the greenery and was exposed to everyone's sight... "Holy... holy shit!!!"

Chu Niubi screamed out loud.

Not just him, even the usually calm Bai Wanqing lost her composure at this moment.

Good heavens!

The other side had actually driven in a... tank!

That dark cannon barrel was locked directly onto the position where Ye Chen and the other two were standing!

The Wang Family Members were first stunned, then broke out into a fit of wild joy!

"It's a tank!"

"Second Master actually brought this thing out?!"

"Hahaha! You with the surname Ye! Keep being arrogant! No matter how fucking well you can fight, can you fight a tank?!"

"One blast and there won't even be scraps left!"

...Watching the arrival of that steel beast, Wang Zhenshan showed a ferocious smile of victory.

"Ye Chen! Do you see it clearly now?"

"This is my Wang family's backup plan, our trump card!"

"No matter if your martial arts reach the heavens or your internal energy is world-shaking!"

"Before a true war machine, you are nothing but flesh and blood!"

"Now, I'll ask you one more time—"

"Are you going to hand it over or not???"

Chu Niubi had recovered from his shock by now and subsequently began to curse loudly.

"Wang Zhenshan! Wang Zhenyue! Fuck eighteen generations of your Wang family ancestors!"

"Do you fucking have any shame? Do you have any martial ethics?"

"Jianghu matters should be settled in the Jianghu; it's a duel between martial artists, and you fucking bring a tank?"

"Is your Wang family crazy?! This is Yanjing! At the foot of the Emperor! You dare to use military equipment? Are you trying to start a rebellion?!"

He was truly both shocked and furious.

Deploying a tank into a private club had far exceeded the scope of a family feud!

This was naked military intimidation!

The Wang family was truly driven to a dead end and had gone completely insane!

Bai Wanqing's face was also as pale as paper.

She never imagined the Wang family would dare to be this crazy!

Privately deploying active heavy equipment into the city area to attack Dragon Group Special Agent... the very thought was insane!