My wife who comes from a wealthy family Chapter 470 - 470 471 The Pact of Three Palms

470: Chapter 471: The Pact of Three Palms 470: Chapter 471: The Pact of Three Palms Atop the ancient platform.

Tens of thousands of spectators fixed their gazes on the stage, each of them sweating bullets for Ye Wudao!

“You little rascal, quite the tough talker, let’s see if you can even withstand the first palm!” King Qin sneered, and in the next mont, a terrifying aura erupted from his body, like an ancient fierce beast.

When a peak eighth-grade battle king gets angry, heaven and earth change color!

Such beings, let alone in Capital City, even throughout Dragon Country, are counted on one’s fingers!

Dominating all under the heavens, as long as they do not encounter the legendary war emperor-level powerhouses, hardly anyone dares to provoke them!

All the spectators on the scene felt King Qin’s aura and were sweating profusely with rapid breathing, feeling as if their lives were being held in soone’s hand!

“You little beast, take the first palm from this king!” King Qin bellowed, his fierce eyes shooting a sharp light, and he struck with a palm from afar.

The air itself couldn’t withstand the power of this palm technique, subtly cracking.

“Ah, what a pity!”

“Such an outstanding genius, to die just like that!” Many in the crowd sighed, so even shedding tears, feeling the injustice on behalf of Ye Wudao.

Ye Wudao faced King Qin’s palm technique without retreating and stood erect.

He knew that with the current gap in cultivation between himself and King Qin, any maneuver was superfluous!

Block or not block, nothing would change the outco!

Resignedly, Ye Wudao crossed his arms over his chest.

A gentleman stands upright between heaven and earth!

Rather die standing than live kneeling!

Boom!

A loud explosion suddenly erupted, and the entire platform was engulfed in a towering thick smoke.

All the spectators intently stared at the stage, murmuring, “Did Zhuking die?”

“Do you even have to wonder?

Undoubtedly dead!”

“I am a fifth-grade battle king, and I couldn’t take that palm from King Qin just now!” A fifth-grade battle king on the scene bitterly smiled.

As the thick smoke dispersed, a bloody figure appeared on the platform.

He crossed his arms over his chest, his body riddled with holes, yet he bore an aura of never yielding!

“The first palm, rely this!” Ye Wudao slowly opened his mouth, blood leaking from the corner of his mouth.

The entire crowd was startled!

“Holy shit, Zhuking actually didn’t die!”

“So cool!”

“Idol, idol!” All the martial artists in the crowd were excited, admiring.

In a certain royal spectator area.

“Saintess sister, this Zhuking is really handso!”

“If one could get the love of such a man, how blissful would that be?” Several maids said dreamily.

Su Yueli’s beautiful eyes shifted with unusual colors.

The cara turned to Long Tian, the head of the royal family.

“Clan leader, who in the world is this child to be able to take a palm from King Qin and not die?” a powerful individual couldn’t help but ask.

“King Qin did not use his full strength with that palm, but this child is indeed no ordinary figure.

I’m afraid he has quite the background!” Long Tian said.

The view returned to the intensely focused platform.

King Qin’s expression was one of surprise, followed by sarcasm, “Hmph, little beast, just now this king used less than twenty percent of my strength.

From now on, this king will not hold back!”

“Hiss, it was less than two percent strength, and it was that terrifying!”

“If it were three percent, five percent, even up to eight percent, how strong would that be?”

“Too terrifying!” the audience exclaid in horror.

Below the platform.

“Master, if you don’t take action soon, the little devil will die,” a burly subordinate spoke up, carrying a blood-colored giant axe on his back, giving off a stable presence like a tower.

If there had been perceptive individuals present, they would have been utterly shocked.

The man carrying a giant axe was none other than Bloody Axe, ranked ninth on the Flying Dragon List!

And his master was no one else but an old man with a portly figure and bulbous nose, emitting a stench of alcohol, as if constantly drunk.

“Don’t worry, with here, the kid won’t die!” the drunken old man said.

On the platform.

King Qin’s eyes were ice-cold, and with a stomp, the entire platform shook.

“The second palm-strike!”

This palm strike’s power instantly doubled, and as it was executed, it ford a massive fla palm print, as if devouring everything!

“Sss, this palm strike is terrifying!”

“I’m a fourth-tier battle king martial artist, even ten of tied up together wouldn’t survive!” a fourth-tier battle king fighter said, trembling.

At this mont, even several non-royal kings exchanged glances and couldn’t help saying, “It seems King Qin is really out for blood!”

“Ah, what a pity, the King Killer’s talent is too strong!

Even not inferior to that Young North King Ye Wudao, if he were alive, the title of Young North King would undoubtedly be his!”

“Yes, yes!” several non-royal kings nodded.

“Master, if you don’t make a move now, it will be too late!” the burly man urged.

“No rush!” the drunken old man took another drink, remaining calm and composed.

As the saying goes, slowly does it, but swiftly it happened!

Bang!

A terrifyingly loud sound suddenly erupted from the platform.

“Ah!” a beast-like howl resounded.

Ye Wudao was seen with all his veins severed, coughing up fresh blood, and kneeling on the platform on one knee.

“Sss, he’s still alive!”

“This is simply monstrous!” many spectators were utterly stunned.

“Although he’s still alive, his entire ridian system is severed; he’s practically disabled!” a martial artist stronger than a fifth-tier battle king comnted.

“For a martial artist to be crippled, it’s practically worse than death!” another strong individual said.

“You little rascal, the taste of having all ridians severed isn’t pleasant, is it?” King Qin taunted.

“Puh!” Ye Wudao spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, attempting to rise, but not only were all his muscles and veins broken, but his bones were shattered as well, rendering him unable to move.

“Do you know why I need three palm strikes to kill you?” King Qin spoke indifferently, with his hands behind his back; “Because I want you to experience three tis the feeling of being worse than dead!

I want to trample your personality, your dignity, everything about you, forcefully under my feet!”

Everyone who heard King Qin’s words couldn’t help but tremble.

The consequence of offending King Qin was too dire!

“King Killer, look at yourself now, just like a useless dog.

What right do you have to stand before ?”

King Qin mocked; “Kneel and beg for rcy, maybe my last palm will leave you a whole corpse!”

“You think I would beg you for rcy?

You’re not worthy!” Ye Wudao spat out another mouthful of blood, taunting.

“You’re seeking death!”

King Qin was completely enraged, his whole performance was to break Ye Wudao’s defenses, to make him kneel on the ground like a dog, begging him not to kill him!

Only that would resolve the hatred in his heart!

But the youngster showed no fear, as if he scoffed at death itself!

This made King Qin feel as if his punches were landing on cotton!

Maddening to the extre!

“You little vermin, do you know?

You’re making extrely displeased!

Weakness like yours should be trembling and crawling before , not eting my eyes!” King Qin lowered his voice while veins bulged on his face.

“I never t your gaze!” Ye Wudao responded.

“Haha, of course, you are unworthy to et my gaze.

Now you finally know fear, right!

Quickly, beg for rcy, I want to hear you whine like a pathetic dog!” King Qin revealed a smile, he had waited a long ti for Ye Wudao to humbly submit.

Ye Wudao’s lips curled in scorn; “Because I’ve always despised you!”