Chapter 516: Chapter 493: Regret From the Start Watching the aggressive Wu Le, moving with vicious intent, his hands formed into claws aiming for his throat. In Wang Yukai’s heart, a sliver of fear involuntarily emerged. But he thought of Lou Yi behind him, the expert who could use Secret Transmission, likely a top-tier master. Thus, he forcibly suppressed the impulse to turn and flee, still standing with his hands behind his back, as if completely disregarding the approaching Wu Le. Seeing Wu Le’s attack, now less than a foot away from his vital point, Wang Yukai almost couldn’t resist the urge to run away. Finally, Lou Yi’s voice came to his ears: "Step left half a step, rotate your upper body counter-clockwise, lean your body back by a head’s length." At the same time, Wu Le’s right hand, in claw form, suddenly accelerated, striking forward fiercely like a Poison Snake. It seemed about to seize the throat of that Wang Family boy, crushing his fragile throat bone. A sense of satisfaction unwittingly appeared in Wu Le’s eyes, as if he already saw Wang Yukai’s tragic end. Unexpectedly, Wang Yukai retreated half a step unconsciously, simultaneously rotating his body 180 degrees counter-clockwise. Then he leaned slightly back as if struggling to maintain balance. His throat’s vital area narrowly dodged Wu Le’s claw, his skin even raised some goosebumps from the fierce claw wind. "Hmm?" Wu Le’s eyes widened suddenly, showing disbelief. Unwilling, he launched a second strike. This time he gathered all his strength, turning his claw into a fist, moving even faster than before. His whole being seemed like an arrow leaving the bowstring, the right fist shot straight at Wang Yukai’s chest, intending to take him down with ultimate speed. As the saying goes, "In the world of martial arts, only the unbreakable persists, only the fast is invincible." Compared to the cultivation of martial artists in Wangjiang County, Wu Le was at the Great Circulation level, while Wang Yukai was only at the Minor Circulation tier. Both in power and speed, there was a significant disparity. ’He definitely won’t be able to react this time!’ This thought had just crossed Wu Le’s mind. Wang Yukai, as if predicting his move, had already pushed off the ground a moment early, retreating like the wind. At the same time, his waist recoiled suddenly, his whole body almost forming a drawn bow shape. Wu Le’s fist was only an inch away from Wang Yukai’s chest, yet it could never get closer. "Die!" Enraged, Wu Le’s right arm still maintained its forward momentum, his left arm rose, forming a pincers shape to crush Wang Yukai violently. Yet Wang Yukai, instead of retreating, advanced, crashing towards the opponent, then leaped up, his body parallel to the ground, slipping through the opponent’s arms like a nimble eel. Wu Le only felt a breeze under his armpit, his arms subconsciously clashed together, producing a ’bang’, numbing his arms. However, Wang Yukai had already escaped his attack range, casually standing there, looking at him with a hint of mockery. "Damn brat!" Wu Le was furious. Being underestimated by a fallen scholar made him lose his composure, forgetting the three-strike agreement, and continued to lash out. His family’s ancestral skill, Cloud Hand, stabbed, cleaved, and hacked, forming a dense net of fists aimed to finish Wang Yukai under his palms. But Wang Yukai seemed increasingly graceful and agile, swaying like a drunken man, his body shifting positions and angles in unimaginable ways, narrowly dodging Wu Le’s attacks each time. The more times it happened, the more Wu Le appeared like a clown. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t even touch the hem of Wang Yukai’s clothing, as if feeding him moves. The onlookers below the stage were in an uproar, feeling they had seen something extraordinary today. Their impression of Wang Yukai, who never fought back, rose sharply. While they felt dissatisfied with Wu Le, who acted like a mad dog ignoring manners, spewing all kinds of cold sarcasm. "What a ridiculous Cloud Hand, can’t even touch his clothes, I think calling it Dumb Pig Hand is more fitting!" "Young Master Wang already allowed you three strikes, you won’t even let him catch his breath, sticking like sticky candy, have some decency?" "I’ve long heard Wu Family people are domineering, seeing it today, truly isn’t an exaggeration!" The sarcastic remarks from the crowd were like sharp swords piercing into Wu Le’s chest. Making him more restless, his actions became somewhat distorted. At this moment, Lou Yi’s voice sounded in Wang Yukai’s ear: "Prepare to draw your sword, strike towards the right side three feet away!" ’Swish!’ Wang Yukai’s spirit lifted, drawing his sword, striking ruthlessly three feet to the right. There was originally nothing there, but Wang Yukai trusted Lou Yi completely, executing the move directly. Stimulated by the audience below, Wu Le’s intent to kill grew even stronger. Ignoring the soreness in his muscles, he forced an increase in speed, instantly reaching Wang Yukai’s open right side. Next, a dazzling silver light was about to strike him. "Oh no!" He abruptly stopped his body, barely avoiding being pierced by the opponent’s sword. But after twice forcibly changing speed, his chest felt tight, with a metallic taste rising in his throat. ’Avoid his sharp edge first!’ thought Wu Le. Wang Yukai, however, circled from the side, launching a second strike. It was as if he predicted Wu Le’s retreat direction, barely grazing his lower back, cutting the white jade waistband that wrapped his clothing. With a swoosh, a light sound was heard. Wu Le’s pants fell down, exposing his fair, delicate legs, leaving him dumbfounded. "What’s that, why did the eldest son of the Wu family lose his pants?" "Is he trying to use a beauty trap? But that skin is indeed whiter than a woman’s." "Hahaha!" The audience below initially froze, then erupted with raucous laughter, with some even laughing to tears, as they had never seen such a scene before. ’Whoosh!’ Wang Yukai’s third sword didn’t even need Lou Yi’s guidance; it was already positioned at the stunned Wu Le’s throat. Feeling the cold and sharp touch at his throat, Wu Le’s heart sank to rock bottom. "I take back what I said earlier, the Wu family’s Cloud Hand is somewhat better than half-baked kung fu." Wang Yukai commented convincingly. This caused Wu Le’s face to flush red, eyes filled with indignation and hatred. "Kid Wang, you dare kill me, otherwise..." Wu Le couldn’t finish his words. Because Wang Yukai’s sword tip moved forward slightly, making his neck feel cold, with traces of blood seeping out. "The Wu family concedes!" an elderly man who looked like a butler yelled anxiously from below. "Let him say it himself." Wang Yukai said lightly. "I, I, I concede!" Wu Le’s lips bit until they bled, glaring resentfully at his opponent, but the situation was stronger than the person, forcing him to lower his head. "If you had known it would come to this, why start it in the first place." Wang Yukai elegantly sheathed his sword behind him, giving another verbal jab that nearly made Wu Le explode with anger, almost spitting blood. The spectators below immediately cheered for Wang Yukai. "Impressive, he actually defeated the Wu family’s eldest son!" "I’ve honestly never heard of the Wang family from the East Ridge!" "Will this Young Master Wang take first place?" Listening to the discussions below, Wang Yukai felt his emotions surge, his entire body warming up. He turned to look in a direction, meeting Lou Yi’s encouraging gaze, which calmed him down. Below, his former fiancée Wu Rong was staring at Wang Yukai with intense hatred, after all, the opponent had caused her family to lose face. But for some reason, a peculiar thought also surfaced in her mind: ’This person could defeat my brother, which shows extraordinary talents. If I hadn’t rejected him back then, maybe we would have made a great couple...’ "Lu Ming, a disciple of the Maple Forest Sect, requests guidance from Young Master Wang!" "I am a successor of the Seven Killing Hammer, Young Master Wang, prepare yourself!" "Wen Ruyu from the Wen family, hopes for some pointers from Young Master Wang." Following that, people kept challenging Wang Yukai. But with Lou Yi’s assistance, Wang Yukai could always predict his opponents’ moves precisely, defusing their killing strokes in advance, and then swiftly exploiting their weaknesses to defeat them one by one. In half an hour, Wang Yukai had already defeated seven people, some of whom were not much weaker than Wu Le in kung fu. This inflated his confidence, even making him a bit carried away; could he really win the beauty this time? Although he didn’t know if the young lady of the Yun Jin Villa was truly a beauty. Then, a commotion arose below. "Is that... the eldest daughter of Yun Jin Villa?" "The young lady is here!" "Oh my, so beautiful!" Wang Yukai quickly turned his head. He saw a beautiful young woman in red walking over to sit beside ’One Palm Flat’. Her skin was like cream, her eyebrows and eyes picturesque, exuding the grace and extraordinary temperament of a noble lady, stunning Wang Yukai. His former fiancée Wu Rong was considered a beauty, but compared to the eldest daughter of Yun Jin Villa, she was clearly outshined. ...