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Chapter 83 Zhou Ye: The Huashan Sect is Mighty!

A group of righteous sects were covered in dust and dirt, while a good-for-nothing guy was completely unharmed and even grinning with his big teeth. This brought the already dissatisfying feelings towards Zhou Ye to their peak.

"You knew there was a sandstorm, why didn't you notify us!"

"I'm not your father, I have no obligation to inform you. Besides, those are such obvious signs, are you blind? Can't you see them?"

Zhou Ye wasn't one to tolerate anyone, especially since the two sides were unrelated: "You chose the route yourselves. What kind of situation could arise? You didn't even have a contingency plan? What were you even doing here?"

At this point, he pointed in the direction of Wudang and Emei: "Look at them. Although they're in a sorry state, they haven't suffered any losses. Why can Wudang and Emei do it, but you can't? And why didn't I tell you? The first thing I told my son when I traveled the martial world was, 'Not everyone in this martial world is your father.' Now I'm passing that on to you as well."

When it comes to verbal sparring, Zhou Ye is never afraid of anyone; when it comes to fighting, he is even less afraid!

I'm going to insult you, you gotta have a problem with that? Go ahead and talk or fight, it's up to you, I'll take it all!

"you----"

Seeing this guy join the Huashan Sect's camp, Zhou Ye became even less optimistic about this large-scale event. "Demon Slaughtering Order, huh? Isn't the system overestimating these guys?"

He came along for two reasons. First, there was a reward for the system. Second, Zhang Wuji was still on Wudang Mountain, taking care of his child. He hadn't wandered the martial world. Right now, he was just going through the motions and didn't have time to become the leader of the Ming Cult. So Zhou Ye wanted to see if the Ming Cult would disappear because of this.

After helping As resign from his job, he stopped paying attention to the Ming Cult's movements and had no idea when Yang Dingtian died or how chaotic the Ming Cult had become without its leader.

But now it seems that the Ming Cult is in a bad state – if such a loosely organized group as the Six Husbands is determined to besiege them and is quite confident that they can succeed.

After traveling for another three days, they were getting closer to Bright Summit. That very night, just as Zhou Ye was about to make a phone call to his wives, a figure descended from the sky like a giant bat and landed directly in front of him.

"Hehe, what a strong and muscular man. Come with me."

Zhou Ye didn't resist, letting the other person grab his shoulders, and then watching him suddenly lift him up—

It wasn't mentioned.

Zhou Ye remained seated, not even standing up, while Wei Yixiao was dumbfounded. Unconvinced, he asked again, but Zhou Ye still didn't move.

"Hey kid, you're pretty fat."

Zhou Ye had been smiling, but after those words, his face darkened instantly. He stood up abruptly, looked down at Wei Yi, and said with a smile, "Who are you calling fat? I'm muscular!"

Wei Yixiao was startled and slipped, creating some distance between them. He then carefully examined Zhou Ye: "He's really strong. No wonder I couldn't lift him. Damn it, I picked the wrong target."

He finished speaking and was about to find his next target, but just as he turned around and used his light-footed skill, Zhou Ye's figure blocked his way: "Shorty, you dare to call me fat?"

Holy crap!

What kind of light-footed skill is this?

Wei Yixiao was truly frightened this time. He had to take another look at Zhou Ye to confirm that the guy in front of him was tall and strong, and it was obvious that he practiced external martial arts. But how could such a guy have a lighter body than him?

Oh no, we've kicked a hornet's nest!

Without a second thought, Wei Yixiao turned and ran, using his lightness skill to its fullest extent.

This time, however, Zhou Ye didn't block his way, but instead followed beside him: "You're running pretty fast?"

"Thump!"

Wei Yixiao felt a sharp pain in his head, and tears streamed down his face, but he dared not stop and could only grit his teeth and keep running.

"Oh, you've got a hard head, huh?"

"Thump!"

"Do you still dare to say I'm fat?"

"Thump!"

When he last came to Bright Peak, he hadn't met the other Dharma Kings, so Wei Yixiao didn't recognize him at all. Zhou Ye didn't make things too difficult for him; he just flicked five bruises on his head and then let him go. Because further ahead, the ground was full of traps and secret passages, so it seemed that they had reached the Five Elements Flag's defensive range.

Wei Yixiao assumed he had escaped, but he dared not stop and ran all the way to Bright Peak, where the Ming Cult's middle and high-ranking members had already gathered.

Everyone was quite surprised to see Wei Yixiao. The White-browed Eagle King, Yin Tianzheng, asked curiously, "Bat King, what kind of extraordinary skill have you practiced?"

Wei Yixiao wasn't in the mood for jokes this time: "I didn't get this from practicing martial arts, I got beaten up. I originally wanted to capture someone from one of the six major sects to show them their arrogance, but I didn't expect to kick a hornet's nest—"

When he recounted his experience of being beaten, the expressions on the faces of the higher-ups turned sour.

When did the six major sects have such a master who is on par with, or even surpasses, the Green Winged Bat King in terms of lightness skill?

He's said to be tall and strong; could he be a master of the Kongtong Sect?

But that doesn't make sense either. Everyone glanced at the large bump on Wei Yixiao's head. If it was someone from the six major sects, there was no reason for them to just give Wei Yixiao a few bumps on his head instead of killing him, and instead let him come back to report.

But if they weren't from the Six Major Sects, why would they be with them? Did the Six Major Sects shamelessly hire outside help?

Yin Tianzheng waved his hand magnanimously: "So what if he's strong? He's still just one person. Five Elements Banner, go down the mountain to meet the enemy. I want half of them dead before they even reach Bright Peak!!!"

Once the tone of the battle was set, the fighting naturally began.

Zhou Ye also didn't participate in the fighting. Occasionally, when someone, blinded by rage, ran up to him, he would kindly kick them back.

The Five Elements Flags had a considerable number of members, but they were still far inferior to the Six Major Sects. However, they possessed battle formation techniques, which allowed them to fight the Six Major Sects to a standstill. Nevertheless, they were still outnumbered in terms of the number of experts, so the balance of the war gradually shifted towards the Six Major Sects.

Zhou Ye was enjoying the show and even had time to eat melon seeds. But just then, a group of Huashan Sect disciples suddenly charged towards him. Zhou Ye shook his head and sighed. At a time like this, he was still thinking about these things. Since that was the case, he wouldn't be polite and sent the whole group to the center of the battle formation.

Once they're all delivered, that's it?

"That won't do!" Zhou Ye roared with all his might, "The Huashan Sect is mighty!!!!!"

Laughter is not appropriate on the battlefield, especially during a life-or-death battle like this. However, quite a few people witnessed it, and upon hearing his shout, many burst out laughing. But they only laughed briefly before continuing the fight.