My Lustful Aunt | Chapter 767 No Chance Left

Ye Fan nearly dropped the teacup he was holding. What did he mean by a fair fight? You're over ten years old, how old am I? Me, a fair fight?

To settle a score? You lost to the old man, why are you coming to me for revenge? Go find him!

If I'd known you were here to fight me, I would have stayed far away. Someone who could fight the old man to a standstill back then, and ultimately lost by a single move, wouldn't be bad, would they? Besides, Ye Fan had seen Ye Benkong draw his sword before. That strike was perfect; even Ye Fan's sharp eyes couldn't find a single flaw. He could only dodge it; there was no way to avoid it—it was a single strike!

Ye Fan shook his head vigorously, saying, "Grandpa, I can't beat you. You're too fast. I'm no match for you. I think we should just give up."

Ye Benkong stared into Ye Fan's eyes and said, "I don't think so. You've already received Ye Wudao's true teachings. You'll only be stronger than him, definitely not weaker. You're young now, at the peak of your strength. Besides, how could a War God surrender without a fight?"

"You know that too?" Ye Fan looked at Ye Benkong with some fear. How did he know he was a War God?

Yan Wuque paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. His grandfather's words had a profound impact on him. The leadership transition had only just begun. At this critical juncture, stability was paramount. The Ye family couldn't be touched for the time being.

They had meticulously planned for years, determined to control this leadership transition with swift and decisive action. They believed that a result would be available in a few days. If nothing unexpected happened, the Yan family would be the biggest beneficiary.

The Ye family? Hmph, then they wouldn't have to be so timid anymore.

As for the Ye family's twin swords, Yan Wuque didn't take them too seriously. It was decades ago; who remembered? However, since his grandfather praised them so highly, they must possess extraordinary abilities. To deal with the Ye family, it seemed he couldn't directly confront them. Although he was confident he could defeat them, what other secrets did the Ye family hide besides the twin swords? Nobody knew.

To be on the safe side, Yan Wuque decided on a roundabout tactic. The Ye family was like a toothless tiger, only its claws could hurt. To defeat this tiger, he only needed to remove its claws first. Then, no matter how powerful the tiger was, it would just be a paper tiger…

Who were the Ye family's claws? Clearly, the Chen family has always acted as the Ye family's henchmen. As the leading family in the North, their status even rivals that of the Yan and Ye families. However, they have no interest in matters within the system and have made no moves in recent years. Only Chen Ming has secured a trivial position in the Youth League Committee, and there's also that fat Chen Yu, who has repeatedly opposed him. The Sun and Xia families were directly eliminated by him and Ye Fan, a lingering pain for Yan Wuque.

The Chen family must be dealt with!

Yan Wuque clenched his fists, but how? He needed a catalyst…

“Grandpa Kong, you are strong. I have lost,” Ye Fan said with a smile.

He had indeed lost. Since his debut, besides the old man, Ye Benkong was the first person to make him suffer a significant defeat in a direct confrontation. He accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.

Ye Fan hadn't expected that the move the old man taught Ye Benkong was the Afterimage Fist. When Ye Benkong unleashed it, Ye Fan was completely dumbfounded, because even he couldn't catch a glimpse of Ye Benkong's afterimage. This meant that Ye Benkong had reached the second level of the Afterimage Fist, or even higher!

But this wasn't the reason for Ye Fan's defeat. Ye Fan could also use the second level of the Afterimage Fist. It just meant that in this extremely fast clash, neither of them gained an advantage.

However, Ye Benkong's sword was simply too fast. Ye Fan's full Cloud-Dispelling Fist, with its overwhelming force, was actually broken by Ye Benkong's sword energy, which went straight for Ye Fan's face!

Ye Fan was shocked. He knew that the force of his Cloud-Dispelling Fist could kill an elephant, and ordinary blades would never be able to penetrate his fist wind. But Ye Benkong had done it. After breaking through layers of fist wind, the sword's speed didn't decrease, and it was aimed directly at Ye Fan's throat!

At this critical moment, Ye Fan flicked two fingers together, using his finger-flicking technique to catch a point among the many illusions—the very sword!

Ye Benkong's sword stopped half an inch from Ye Fan's throat, but Ye Fan's hands, like iron hooks, firmly gripped the sharp blade, preventing it from advancing even an inch further.

This contest was very short, lasting only the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, but its level of danger was unprecedented in Ye Fan's career, no less than his life-or-death battle with Yan Wuque!

Ye Benkong shook his head and said, "You haven't lost. I've already used the Illusionary Slash, yet you can still hold my sword, making it difficult for me to advance even a fraction. I can't hurt you."

"But I've used all my strength with my two fingers, while you haven't used your full power." Ye Fan still smiled as he looked at Ye Benkong. He knew that if Ye Benkong used his full strength and the sword tip advanced even a fraction further, he would have no choice but to retreat. When there was nowhere left to retreat, the sword tip could easily pierce his throat!

Ye Benkong suddenly withdrew his sword, his face filled with endless desolation. He turned his head, as if speaking to thin air, and slowly said, "But I've already used my Thunder Hook, and your Autumn Leaves Sweep has remained unsheathed."

His words carried an incomparable sense of desolation and loneliness.

Ye Fan's lips moved, but he didn't know what to say. Ye Benkong was right; his Thunder Hook sword was indeed as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder. But if Ye Fan used the soft sword Autumn Leaves Sweep, the outcome for those two would be uncertain.

However, if these two divine weapons were drawn, it would inevitably lead to a fight to the death. The old man had said that the Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sweep should never be drawn lightly; once drawn, it would surely draw blood!

Because it was simply too sharp! The Bloodthirsty Lion's gauntlets, supposedly forged from ten-thousand-year-old black iron, were easily cleaved in two by the Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sweep, splitting the gauntlets and the man in two.

Ye Fan was far from mastering the power of the Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sweep. If he used it, he would have to go all out, otherwise, he wouldn't achieve the desired effect. Therefore, Ye Fan was unwilling to use the Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sweep to fight Ye Benkong.

What Ye Fan didn't know was that Ye Benkong had lost to Ye Wudao by a single move, and that final move was when Ye Wudao drew the Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Sweep, breaking the sword Ye Benkong was using, thus winning the fight.

That sword strike left a long gash from Ye Benkong's left chest to his shoulder. It was only because Ye Wudao stopped in time that the subsequent "East Wind Falling Leaves Sweep," which had broken through Ye Benkong's sword, would have cleaved him in two!

From then on, Ye Benkong searched far and wide for fine steel and materials, painstakingly forging a new sword called "Thunder Hook," hoping it could withstand Ye Wudao's attack!

However, he realized he had no chance; Ye Wudao would never return to Ye Kong, and he would never fight Ye Wudao.

Ye Fan, unaware of all this, looked at the old man's forlorn figure, unsure what to say.

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