Chapter 612
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Led by Shang Gufeng, the Shang clan warriors, with the exception of Shang Gufeng himself, appeared extremely agitated.
As for Ye Wushuang and Qing Shiyu’s location…
Qing Shiyu was the one who was extremely anxious, while Ye Wushuang remained calmly seated there, unperturbed.
Liu Yingyue suddenly exclaimed, “**I know what’s going on!**”
“**What do you know?**” Xiao Ruonan asked, puzzled.
Liu Yingyue immediately whispered into his ear, “**Is there a Tian Gang realm powerhouse from the Shang clan here today? If Shang Han tries to kill Ye Feifei, Ye Wushuang will definitely break all the rules and intervene.**”
“**And then, the Shang clan’s strongman will step in and ‘righteously’ execute Ye Wushuang, won’t they?**”
“**Xiao Ruonan, did you know what the Shang clan was planning all along? And you didn’t tell me, treating me like your fiancée?**”
Hearing this, Xiao Ruonan could only give a wry smile and say, “**I don’t really know what’s going on, but today… Ye Wushuang is probably not going to leave the Qingtian Academy!**”
Upon hearing this, Liu Yingyue clenched her fist in excitement and snorted, “**Serves him right. If he doesn’t die, no one will be at ease!**”
Xiao Ruonan gave another bitter smile.
Indeed, as long as Ye Wushuang was alive, no one would feel at ease!
On the stage, Shang Han looked at Ye Feifei, who was lying prone on the ground, and sneered, “**So this is all you’ve got? I thought you’d be stronger!**”
“**But now, aren’t you going to admit defeat?**” Shang Han deliberately taunted Ye Feifei.
He was genuinely worried that Ye Feifei would just give up. If that happened… he wouldn’t have the chance to “accidentally” kill her.
Ye Feifei, lying on the ground, felt her stomach pain like being twisted by a knife, with sweat dripping down her face.
She lifted her head and looked at Shang Han, her mind filled with the image of her elder brother.
If her brother could bear everything, why couldn’t she?
If she still acted like a few months ago, only crying when beaten and relying on her brother to protect her, what was the point of becoming a martial artist?
With trembling hands, Ye Feifei straightened her body and stood up.
For an ordinary first-level physical training practitioner, a punch like that would probably leave them kneeling on the ground, unable to get up.
“**You’ve got guts. I like that!**” Shang Han sneered, “**So don’t you dare admit defeat!**”
Hearing this, Ye Feifei coldly looked at Shang Han and retorted, “**I hope you remember your words. And you’d better not admit defeat either!**”
“**Hahahahaha…**”
For the first time, the indifferent Shang Han laughed heartily on the stage.
“**Right here, in front of everyone, I, Shang Han, swear that if I lose to you, Ye Feifei, you won’t need to kill me. I will commit suicide right here, in front of everyone.**”
“**If I break this oath, may I never reach the Condensation Pulse realm in my life and die without a proper burial!**”
At that moment, Ye Feifei took a deep breath.
She took a step forward, clenched her fists tightly, and slowly raised them. The momentum within her body began to accumulate gradually.
“**Hm?**” Shang Han looked at Ye Feifei, his expression stunned.
“**You… have reached the second level of physical training?**”
Ye Feifei, however, did not respond. She just clenched her fists tighter, but the feeling of power gathering within her was completely different from before.
“**Even at the second level, you will still lose!**” Shang Han snorted coldly and charged forward.
“**Tiger Movement Fist!**” he roared, swinging his fist and sending a gust of wind sweeping out.
This time, Ye Feifei did not choose to evade but faced Shang Han head-on.
“**Thorough Force Fist, Thorough Force!**” she shouted.
In an instant, the power within Ye Feifei surged through, and the aura she displayed was indeed no longer that of the first level of physical training but of the second level.
The two figures were about to collide.
But suddenly, Ye Feifei’s body twisted at an incredibly improbable angle, dodging Shang Han’s attack.
As they brushed past each other, Shang Han had already reacted and redirected his punch towards Ye Feifei.
However, Shang Han’s reaction was on the spot, while Ye Feifei had been well-prepared.
Their fists collided.
*Boom*…
The deep, resonant sound of the collision echoed. Shang Han was sent reeling backward several paces, his internal energy in disarray.
Ye Feifei was also pushed back a few steps by Shang Han’s force.
Clearly, Ye Feifei had the upper hand in this exchange!
“**Playing mind games with me? Very well, very well!**” Shang Han’s eyes turned cold and fierce. He clearly hadn’t expected Ye Feifei to possess such keen and spirited combat skills.
Ye Feifei clenched her fists again, looked at Shang Han, and said with a snort, “**This isn’t mind games. It’s called combat technique!**”
