God of War Ye Fan: Sexy sister-in-law insisted on marrying me

"Tired? Is that all the prowess you have? And with that little, you still want to kill me? Come on, continue, attack with your best technique... Heh, are you even a man? Can't handle a bit of struggle?"

Jiang Zhiwei was someone who cared greatly about his own image, especially when he considered Ye Fan as his rival.

Such humiliation reignited Jiang Zhiwei's fury. He threw away his spear and then switched to a battle saber... and later on used a sword, a battle axe, a dagger...

No matter what weapon Jiang Zhiwei used, or what cultivation technique, as soon as an encounter occurred, he found that Ye Fan would immediately learn the move he had used and not only replicate it but also enhance and upgrade the attacking technique, bringing out the essence of it!

Then, using the same moves Jiang Zhiwei had displayed, Ye Fan would defeat him.

That feeling was as dreadful for Jiang Zhiwei as eating flies.

It was like saying you are a very skilled carpenter, while Ye Fan is Lu Ban!

Or you claim to be great at physics, and then Ye Fan turns out to be Einstein!

Or you say you're an incredibly brilliant painter, only to find out Ye Fan is Van Gogh!

Jiang Zhiwei had used up all his trump moves, feeling as if Ye Fan was a mountain pressing down on him, much like Sun Wukong could never escape from The Buddha's palm.

The Military Martial practice members who had gathered around initially came with the mood of watching a spectacle.

But by the end, all their brows were furrowed.

"Damn! What kind of Military Martial practice is this, it's totally like a master teaching his apprentice!"

"Yeah! Ye Fan, with his strength suppressed to the Martial Emperor Second Grade, still had Jiang Zhiwei completely outclassed. Ye Fan's mastery of power and skill seems to have reached its peak!"

"Great Xia is rising up this time! All five platforms are filled with elites from Great Xia. Are we just here to make up the numbers?"

On the main platform, Hou Tianji and Wei Hang were watching the situation on this side of the platform.

Hou Tianji squinted his eyes, his face full of smiles, while Wei Hang had a gloomy expression.

Seeing all of Ye Fan's performances, it already looked like he was ready to establish his own school; he could no longer be suppressed!

"Stop! Let's not fight anymore... You're powerful, okay?" After switching through forty or fifty styles, and being brutalized to the point of no intact skin, Jiang Zhiwei's spirit finally collapsed, "Ye Fan, you shouldn't toy with people like this!"

Jiang Zhiwei looked at Ye Fan with a resentful gaze, his eyes like those of a jilted lover.

Jiang Zhiwei knew that with his true strength, he definitely couldn't beat Ye Fan. But Ye Fan had suppressed his strength to Martial Emperor Second Grade, so Jiang Zhiwei thought he could easily handle him, or at least match him.

But he ended up being beaten so badly!

Jiang Zhiwei even began to doubt his own life, wondering if his many years were lived in vain.

Had he lived his life for nothing?

Why was Ye Fan so formidable?

Jiang Zhiwei felt his martial heart was unsettled because of this man!

As Jiang Zhiwei was disturbed and confused, Ye Fan stepped forward, reached out, and grabbed Jiang Zhiwei, "Young Master Jiang, don't give up so easily. I'm still waiting for you to keep trying to kill me! Aren't there two more rounds left? Don't lose heart!"

The moment Ye Fan's wrist touched Jiang Zhiwei, a rich Vitality Force entered Jiang Zhiwei's body, instantly clearing his mind.

Along with the Vitality Force, a strong Flame of Warmth also entered Jiang Zhiwei's body, then quickly transformed into Martial Arts Qi, drastically enhancing Jiang Zhiwei's martial prowess.

Martial Emperor Third Grade, Fourth Rank, Fifth Rank, Sixth Rank...

Ye Fan was not stingy at all with Jiang Zhiwei, this fiery horse.

With the Rudy Force of the Divinity Fragment and the assistance of the Flame of Warmth inputting into Jiang Zhiwei's body, in the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhiwei's strength escalated straight from Martial Emperor Third Grade to Seventh Rank Martial Emperor!

The powerful aura around Jiang Zhiwei underwent an earth-shattering change in an instant.

The intense fluctuations in the Qi Force caused the sky above the arena to suddenly swirl with clouds, as a powerful Qi Force whipped up a tornado that rushed toward Jiang Zhiwei's body.

"What? Jiang Zhiwei has made a breakthrough in the middle of the fight?" Wei Hang looked at Jiang Zhiwei on the stage with a shocked face, his expression both astonished and worried.

At the Martial Emperor Third Grade, his strength was already formidable. Yet, in the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhiwei had consecutively broken through four minor ranks to reach Seventh Rank Martial Emperor. The key was that Jiang Zhiwei commanded the most elite Flying Dragon Cavalry of the Tianlong Domain. If Jiang Zhiwei and Ye Fan were to join forces in the future, who in all of Great Xia could stand against them?

"He did break through! Great Xia has gained another fierce general!" Hou Tianji was very excited, although he was a bit worried about the overly rapid development of the Tianlong Army. However, he was friends with Ye Fan and had great confidence in Old Master Ye. They shared the same general direction and both wished for the best for Great Xia!

The powerful fluctuations of the Qi Force even blasted away the weaker experts surrounding the stage.

Everyone was extremely shocked, and the most shocked of all was naturally Jiang Zhiwei. "Ye Fan... you..."

Others might not be aware, but as the person involved, Jiang Zhiwei obviously knew that the sudden surge in his strength was entirely due to Ye Fan channeling those vitality forces and the warm Qi into his body. On one hand, it prevented him from going berserk, while on the other hand, it elevated his strength to such a terrifying height in an instant.

On the path of Martial Arts, the deeper one practices, the more difficult it becomes to cross even a minor rank. It requires an enormous stroke of luck and takes a long accumulation of time... Perhaps, if Jiang Zhiwei were to cultivate on his own, reaching Seventh Rank Martial Emperor would take at least decades, right?

Does Ye Fan truly have the ability to turn stone into gold?

I am meant to kill Ye Fan, but he has bestowed such a tremendous favor upon me, how can I kill him now?

"Young Master Jiang, time will reveal a person's heart! Remember, we don't have to be enemies!" Ye Fan gently patted Jiang Zhiwei's shoulder, then turned towards the judge's seat, "Honorable judges, can we proceed to the next match now?"

While Ye Fan and Jiang Zhiwei were competing, Gu Changsheng and Ji Ningxuan were simultaneously having a match in the ring.

Without a doubt, Gu Changsheng lost to Ji Ningxuan!

Therefore, it ultimately came down to Yu Linglong, Ji Ningxuan, and Ye Fan competing for the first, second, and third places!

"Damn it! Why even compete? We're all from the same camp!"

"But, we still have to conduct the military martial arts drill. Let's see if there's anything exciting!"

As the judges announced the matchups for the competitions, the next match was immediately going to be between Yu Linglong and Ye Fan.

As she stepped onto the stage, Yu Linglong was somewhat embarrassed, "Xiao Fan, should we just not fight? I can just admit defeat!" Yu Linglong spoke somewhat sheepishly, her ascent to the Martial Emperor Level having been facilitated by Ye Fan himself.

Ye Fan, being a Martial Saint Realm powerhouse who could even stand up to the big shots of the Immortal Domain, how could Yu Linglong possibly defeat him?

Of course, if it were at night, in a different setting, Yu Linglong might still have a chance!

"No worries! Let's just go through the motions and exchange a couple of moves!" Ye Fan flashed a wicked smile, stepped up to Yu Linglong, and told her, "Come on, swing your fist and hit me in the chest!"

"Oh!" Yu Linglong frowned slightly and, like a coquettish young girl, swung her small fist gently towards Ye Fan's chest.

"Ah! So painful!" Before Yu Linglong could comprehend what was happening, Ye Fan's body unexpectedly flew backward, defying the laws of physics as he flew sideways out of the ring, "Yu Linglong is so strong, I lose!"

Pfft!

While still in midair, Ye Fan even spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!