Chapter 777: I Don't Like Him

"Look! Someone can't stand it anymore and has gone up onto the arena!"

"Is this guy an idiot? The arena is sealed off by a formation; how can he get in without opening it?"

"And he's just a rookie in the Divine Travel realm. Isn't he just asking for a rebuff?"

Ye Yuan's figure drew everyone's attention, and their faces were full of sneers.

These people saw nothing wrong with Peng Yan's humiliation of Xiang Hao.

Peng Yan had absolute strength, and even if he humiliated Xiang Hao, others dared not easily challenge him.

Moreover, Xiang Hao had brought it upon himself; he had been acting smug earlier, and many people disliked him.

Such was the world of martial artists. In everyone's view, it was only right for the strong to bully the weak.

Who told you to be weak?

If you had the ability, you would train hard and then trample back. Otherwise, just shut up and wait to be humiliated.

However, the sneers on everyone's faces soon turned to shock!

Ye Yuan, in full view of everyone, directly passed through the isolation formation and entered the arena!

Peng Yan naturally noticed Ye Yuan immediately, but like the others, he was waiting to see Ye Yuan make a fool of himself, a mocking smile on his face.

But the moment Ye Yuan passed through the formation, his smile froze.

"Hey, so what if he passed through the formation? A mere Divine Travel realm kid, can he turn the world upside down? Dragon Claw Hand!"

Peng Yan quickly recovered and struck out with a cold laugh.

His fingers formed a claw, and his primal energy instantly condensed into a dragon's claw, grabbing toward Ye Yuan!

This claw strike was enough to deal with an ordinary sixth-level Boundless realm cultivator, so a mere Divine Travel realm martial artist was naturally no match.

But just then, Peng Yan's vision blurred, and Ye Yuan's figure instantly split into nine!

His Dragon Claw Hand actually grabbed at nothing!

"Hmph! Showing off before an expert!"

Peng Yan snorted coldly, and with a twist of his hand, the Dragon Claw Hand split into nine, each grabbing at one of the nine Ye Yuans!

"Swoosh!"

Peng Yan's vision blurred again, and the nine Ye Yuans suddenly accelerated, moving as swiftly as startled hares!

"Bang, bang, bang..."

One kick, two kicks, three kicks... nine kicks—each one landed on Peng Yan's face.

The force was not heavy, but it left nine clearly visible shoe prints on Peng Yan's face.

"Pfft..."

Seeing the nine shoe prints, everyone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Kid, you're asking for death!" Peng Yan ground out these words through his teeth.

Ye Yuan casually waved his hand, sending out a stream of primal energy to lift Xiang Hao, whose face was covered in blood from the stomping.

"Concede. I'll settle this score for you," Ye Yuan said calmly.

Xiang Hao's face looked miserable at the moment, but as miserable as it was, it couldn't compare to the ridiculousness of the nine shoe prints on Peng Yan's face.

Xiang Hao looked at Ye Yuan in surprise, never expecting that the one who would come to his rescue after being humiliated was Ye Yuan, whom he had previously looked down upon.

Shouldn't Ye Yuan be off to the side laughing at his incompetence at a time like this?

Instead, he had stepped forward, saying he would seek justice for him!

In an instant, tears welled up in Xiang Hao's eyes.

Ye Yuan had stepped forward at this moment, repaying enmity with kindness—how could he not be moved?

"You... why are you helping me?" Xiang Hao choked out.

Ye Yuan said calmly, "Simple: I don't like him!"

A scholar may be killed, but not humiliated.

The strong have their dignity, and the weak have their self-respect. Being stronger than others does not give one the right to trample on their dignity!

Ye Yuan had experienced the might of looking down on the world and also the helplessness of insufficient strength.

Peng Yan's actions reminded him of Zhao Tianyin.

Being powerful does not mean one can humiliate others.

So, Ye Yuan didn't like him!

Regardless, Xiang Hao was one of Pei Wenqiang's men, and thus in the same trench as him.

Peng Yan's humiliation of Xiang Hao was equivalent to slapping the faces of everyone on their side.

"Th-thank you!" Xiang Hao's heart trembled, and all his previous opinions of Ye Yuan vanished in an instant.

At this moment, Xiang Hao's heart was filled with gratitude toward Ye Yuan.

"Instead of thanking me, you'd be better off training diligently. If you want today's scene not to repeat itself, make yourself stronger!" Ye Yuan said.

Xiang Hao's heart trembled at these words, and his gaze gradually became resolute—a strong desire to become stronger!

He turned to Peng Yan and cupped his hands, saying, "Your skills are impressive. I concede! However, I will surely seek another opportunity to learn from you!"

Peng Yan sneered, "Nonsense! The gap in strength cannot be bridged by anger! The gap between us will only grow wider!"

Xiang Hao did not argue with Peng Yan and directly turned to leave the arena.

It was clear that Ye Yuan's words had truly stirred him.

Ye Yuan said calmly, "Anger indeed cannot bridge the gap, but diligence can! An army pushed to desperation will fight fiercely. Once a person has motivation, they can unleash unimaginable potential."

Peng Yan looked at Ye Yuan and sneered, "You'd better worry about yourself instead of others! Kid, your actions just now have successfully aroused my anger! So your fate will be even worse than his!"

Ye Yuan looked at Peng Yan, smiled, then raised his hand and curled his finger in a beckoning gesture, his contemptuous demeanor fully displayed.

Seeing this, Wu Jianqing below the stage sneered, "This fool dares to provoke Peng Yan like this? Does he really think that with his Divine Travel realm strength, he can do anything to Peng Yan? Peng Yan was just careless earlier, not even using thirty percent of his power. Now that he's angered Peng Yan, I'm really curious to see what his fate will be."

"Haha, that Divine Travel realm guy is really putting on airs, daring to provoke his opponent like that! Although his strength is indeed decent, the other party was probably just careless."

"This Divine Travel realm guy is indeed somewhat surprising—he can actually pass through the isolation formation. But Peng Yan probably didn't expect that, so he was caught off guard, right?"

"This Peng Yan is very strong. Although he hasn't shown his full strength, he's probably much stronger than an average seventh-level Boundless realm cultivator."

Although Ye Yuan had successfully left clearly visible shoe prints on Peng Yan's face, no one was optimistic about him, because the gap in strength between him and Peng Yan was too great!

And from Peng Yan's combat performance just now, his strength was definitely much stronger than that of an ordinary seventh-level Boundless realm cultivator.

Because Xiang Hao's strength was actually not weak; even for those seventh-level Boundless realm geniuses, defeating him easily was no easy task.

Yet Peng Yan had easily defeated him and humiliated him.

Clearly, Peng Yan's combat strength was very formidable!

Ye Yuan's current provocation was completely suicidal.

They were just curious about what methods Peng Yan would use to humiliate Ye Yuan later.