“You dare!”
The old woman’s face changed drastically as she saw Ye Qiu’s foot descending from the air towards her face.
If this kick landed, even if she didn’t die, it would be a lifelong humiliation.
However, her injuries were severe, and Ye Qiu’s speed was too fast for her to dodge.
“Today, I’ll not only suppress you, I’ll crush your face, old hag, rest in peace!”
Ye Qiu sneered, his foot continuing towards her face.
The old woman desperately cried out, “Joseph…”
Boom!
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket appeared above Ye Qiu’s head.
He turned to see Joseph forming seals with both hands, lightning crackling at his fingertips.
Clearly, the old man was using magic.
If Ye Qiu persisted in stomping her face, the lightning would strike his head, likely splitting his flesh.
But Ye Qiu wasn’t willing to let this chance slip.
“Boom!”
Four Qiankun Cauldrons appeared, blocking above his head. He aimed to use them to shield against the lightning and stomp the old woman’s face.
“Four divine artefacts!”
Joseph’s expression shifted slightly. He saw Ye Qiu’s intent and flicked his right hand, “Imprison!”
Buzz!
The surrounding space trembled, and a strange black mist appeared, enveloping Ye Qiu.
Instantly, Ye Qiu felt his movements restricted, his actions slowing, his mind growing foggy.
“Imprisonment spell?”
Ye Qiu was surprised.
It was his first time facing a magician, so he didn’t dare be careless. He pushed the Nine-Turn Dragon Art to its limit, his body radiating brilliant golden light, repelling the encroaching black mist.
Then, he threw a punch.
“Bang!”
Golden light burst from his fist, dispersing the black mist.
At that moment, he noticed the old woman had shifted position, dodging to the side.
Ye Qiu swiftly adjusted his footing, aiming for her cheek.
“Agatha, watch out.”
Joseph, seeing Ye Qiu’s move, urgently warned her. Simultaneously, a bolt of lightning shot from his fingertip, like a dragon, targeting Ye Qiu’s right foot.
Ye Qiu didn’t meet it head-on. He spun, deftly dodging the lightning, then hooked his foot, “bang,” striking the old woman’s chin.
Crack!
Her jawbone shattered, several teeth broke, and her body flew back.
“Ah…” The old woman screamed in pain, her face contorted.
Clang!
As her body hit the ground, a sword qi pierced through the air, puncturing her chest.
“You old thing, didn’t you keep saying you’d kill me? Come on, then!”
Ye Qiu pursued her.
“Boom!”
Joseph unleashed another bolt of lightning.
Ye Qiu immediately used an invisibility spell, vanishing into the air. The next second, he appeared before the old woman.
“Bang!”
He kicked her into the air.
Ye Qiu soared up, his fist unstoppable, striking her back.
“Pfft!”
Her back was blasted open by his punch, blood spraying out like a rain of crimson.
Ye Qiu used the Cloud Ladder Technique, rising dozens of metres in an instant, appearing above her, and aimed another kick at her face.
That move again!
Seeing Ye Qiu still aiming to stomp her face, the old woman trembled with rage. Ignoring her injuries, she roared, “Get lost!”
She thrust both hands forward with immense force, trying to block his foot.
But Ye Qiu’s foot veered, dodging her hands, and struck her right cheek.
“Pfft!”
Her right cheek was mangled.
She flew sideways again.
Ye Qiu chased swiftly, with lightning speed, smashing her shoulder with another punch.
“What’s so great about a peak King Realm? You’re still getting thrashed by me. Fight back if you dare!”
Ye Qiu rushed forward, stomping on her body several times.
He controlled his strength precisely, not killing her, but deliberately humiliating her.
“You think you can kill me? Watch me stomp you to death.”
The old woman was so enraged she nearly spat blood and died.
The Prophet was stunned, never expecting a peak King Realm expert to be so brutally beaten by Ye Qiu.
“If you don’t provoke me, I won’t provoke you. If you do, I’ll crush your soul.”
Ye Qiu aimed a punch at her crown, ready to finish her.
“Enough!”
Suddenly, a deep shout rang out.
Joseph’s figure vanished from his spot, appearing before Ye Qiu without warning, eerie and powerful.
“Smack!”
Joseph blocked Ye Qiu’s fist with a palm, then dragged the old woman’s body, retreating quickly.
Ye Qiu paused, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Joseph, realising this old man was far stronger than the old woman.
Joseph pulled her back a hundred metres, then placed his right hand on her head.
A dense green light radiated from his palm, enveloping her entire body.
Even from a hundred metres away, Ye Qiu clearly felt a surge of vibrant life force.
“Ye Qiu, Joseph is healing Agatha. Attack now, or her injuries will recover soon,” the Prophet shouted.
“No matter.” Ye Qiu stood still, calm and composed.
Thirty seconds later, Joseph withdrew his hand. As the green light faded, the old woman’s injuries were fully healed.
“A magician? Interesting.”
Ye Qiu was somewhat shocked; Joseph’s healing method was extraordinary.
Fully recovered, the old woman glared at Ye Qiu with bloodshot eyes. As a peak King Realm expert, being publicly stomped was a colossal disgrace.
“Kid, you didn’t expect my injuries to heal so quickly, did you!”
She loathed Ye Qiu, grinding her teeth. “Today, I’ll grind your bones to dust and tear you apart!”
“A defeated foe dares to boast before me? I don’t look down on you, but killing you is a matter of seconds.”
Ye Qiu smirked, not taking her seriously, and looked at Joseph. “You’re the first magician I’ve faced. I’d like to test your skills.”
“But I warn you, you’d better go all out.”
“You’ve seen my strength. If you hold back, you’ll die by my hand soon.”
“Make your move!”
Ye Qiu beckoned with a finger, signalling Joseph to act.
Unexpectedly, Joseph didn’t move.
“Ye Qiu, I think there’s a misunderstanding between us. Can you give me some face, and we sit down to talk?” Joseph said.
Ye Qiu laughed. “Are we friends?”
Joseph replied, “We weren’t before, but I think in the future…”
“If we’re not friends, what’s there to talk about?” Ye Qiu looked at him coldly. “You want me to give you face? Look at what you are.”
