152: C152 Beating People Is an Art

C152 Beating People Is an Art

After Lu Xinghe roared, he forcefully struck Ye Lee's back with his palm.

Ye Lee secretly shook his head. He couldn't understand why Lu Xinghe would make such a ridiculous move.

He turned around and activated the Celestial Spirit Pupil!

A golden spiritual light shot out like a sharp sword towards Lu Xinghe's palm.

The golden spiritual light hit Lu Xinghe's palm and instantly penetrated it.

"Argh!"

Lu Xinghe let out a miserable cry, and a shocking bloody hole appeared on his palm.

"Dad!"

"Patriarch!"

Everyone in the Lu Family shouted at Lu Xinghe.

Su Yao was shocked because he felt that Ye Lee was too scary. He even broke out in a cold sweat.

One should know that Ye Lee seemed to be in his twenties.

Ye Lee looked at Lu Xinghe who was in pain. He slowly said, "There are many people in this world that you cannot defeat. You should have heard of a saying that there is always someone stronger than the strong. There is always a higher mountain."

After his voice faded, Ye Lee raised his palm, and the Golden Qi entered Lu Xinghe's palm.

Suddenly, something unbelievable happened.

The bloody hole on Lu Xinghe's palm was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it disappeared.

The young men of Lu Family rubbed their eyes. They thought that they had seen wrongly, but no matter how hard they rubbed their eyes... There was only one answer - the bloody hole in Lu Xinghe's palm had disappeared.

"What's going on?"

Lu Xinghe looked at his palm in shock. He really didn't understand why the bloody hole in his palm had disappeared all of a sudden.

"Do you think you haven't lost yet?" Ye Lee said to Lu Xinghe.

When Lu Xinghe heard this, he cupped his fist toward Ye Lee and said respectfully, "Mr. Ye, I have lost."

Ye Lee nodded. Not only did he want to cure Lu Xinghe's injuries, he also wanted to teach Lu Xinghe how to behave.

If he wanted to beat someone, not only would he have to beat him up, he would also have to make him respect him.

This was no longer a simple beating. It was an art, but it was obviously very difficult to master such an art. However, Ye Lee could control it.

"I never thought that Mr. Ye would have such a Divine Arts. This is an eye-opener for me." Lu Xinghe looked at Ye Lee and said. The Divine Arts he was talking about was naturally Ye Lee's Healing Arts.

Ye Lee was silent for a few seconds, then he asked, "Recently, have there been any powerful Dark Race in every city in Huangjiang Base City?"

He was thinking about that day when he slaughtered thousands of Dark Race in Pann City. Skeleton Undead, a Sixth Grade, had escaped. He knew that he had the Dragonslaying Sword, so he would naturally report it to them.

"Mr. Ye, how did you know?" Su Yao looked at Ye Lee with a puzzled expression.

Ye Lee's words were exactly what he had expected. Since the Dark Race wanted to cause trouble for him, he didn't mind unleashing another massacre.

"A Seventh Grade Spirit Soul has arrived in Pann City this time. It seems like they are preparing to attack Huangjiang Base City again."

The Spirit Soul belonged to the Dark Race. Ye Lee had met it before in the An'nan Base City. Shi Yuan was the Spirit Soul of the Soul Clan.2

Ye Lee smiled coldly to himself. The Dark Race was really generous. It was a pity that he, Ye Lee, would let them know about it.

What did it mean to have the clouds of the nine heavens hanging down? What did it mean to have all the water of the four seas standing?

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