At a time like this, the only ones who would still dare to speak were naturally those confident in their own strength.
Such people often carry a proud heart.
And then, at that moment, Ye Wushuang unhesitatingly crooked his finger at him, telling him to come at him directly.
For him, this was an absolute, massive humiliation.
So, in an instant, this young man flew into a rage.
“Ah! You dare humiliate me? Go to hell!!”
As the young man spoke, he began to gather his strength against Ye Wushuang.
The next instant, he suddenly appeared beside Ye Wushuang.
His speed was so fast that it was difficult for an ordinary person to react in time.
But the people Thunder God brought had indifferent expressions; it was clear they were very familiar with this young man’s speed.
They could even anticipate that the young man would blow Ye Wushuang’s head off in the next moment.
And sure enough, the next moment, the young man threw a punch, aiming straight for Ye Wushuang.
It wasn’t just his own speed that was fast; his punching speed was also incredibly swift.
If it had been anyone else, this punch would definitely have landed.
But at that moment, Ye Wushuang also suddenly threw a punch.
At first glance, this punch seemed no different from the ones he had thrown before—heavy and powerful, with immense force.
A punch like that clearly possessed extraordinary destructive power.
But the young man throwing the punch at Ye Wushuang just smiled grimly.
“It’s useless. Your fist is too slow!!”
Having said that, he increased the power and speed of his own punch by another notch, and at the same time, he imagined the scene of Ye Wushuang’s head being blown apart by him.
But in the next moment, he froze in shock.
He realized that his incredibly fast punch had collided with Ye Wushuang’s heavy, powerful, and immensely forceful punch.
This collision completely stunned the young man.
“Wha… What’s going on? Why did our fists collide??”
He was deeply puzzled by this question.
However, before Ye Wushuang could answer him, the immense power from Ye Wushuang’s fist had already surged into the young man’s body.
“Bang!!”
With just one punch, Ye Wushuang blasted the young man’s body apart.
The overwhelming force was about to shatter him into pieces.
If Ye Wushuang hadn’t shown mercy and refrained from annihilating his Primordial Spirit, he would have been completely destroyed by now.
It was only after blasting the young man with one punch that Ye Wushuang calmly spoke:
“Because your fist is too slow!!”
At this moment, the remaining outstanding young talents who had witnessed everything all had their pupils contract.
They sensed a terrifying power within Ye Wushuang, and also felt an extreme speed.
Either of these qualities, on its own, would be a considerable problem for them.
And the combination of the two made things extremely troublesome for them.
Every single one of the remaining young men found it incredibly troublesome.
Thunder God, at this moment, wore a thoughtful expression.
At the moment Ye Wushuang threw his punch, it seemed he had glimpsed something.
He felt he might understand what the Law Force Ye Wushuang wielded was.
But to confirm his suspicion, he spoke to a young man behind him: “Wei Hong, you go.”
“Yes, Master!!”
This person called Wei Hong was no simple character; he was indeed Thunder God’s disciple.
Although he was only at the Immortal King Realm, and hadn’t yet mastered Law Force, his Thunder Techniques were exceptionally formidable.
It could be said that within his cultivation level, he was peerless.
Because of this, Thunder God dared to send him out.
After stepping forward, he didn’t rush to attack Ye Wushuang; instead, he was very polite.
“Greetings, fellow cultivator!!”
This politeness caught Ye Wushuang slightly off guard for a moment.
He cupped his hands in return but didn’t say much else.
However, Wei Hong took the initiative to warn him.
“My specialty is Thunder Techniques. Fellow cultivator, you must be careful.”
“Alright.”
Wei Hong’s politeness was somewhat excessive, so much so that Ye Wushuang felt it was a bit hypocritical.
Therefore, after Wei Hong finished speaking, Ye Wushuang began gathering his strength, ready to make a move.
But just as he was gathering his strength, a bolt of thunder suddenly appeared, striking directly onto Ye Wushuang.
“Boom!!”
This bolt of thunder carried immense power, exploding instantly upon hitting Ye Wushuang.
Not only that, it acted like a fuse. After the first thunderbolt exploded, the subsequent ones came in a continuous, unending stream.
Having cast one spell, Wei Hong had no intention of stopping.
Though he still stood there, his entire spiritual energy was mobilized.
Before he was certain he could defeat Ye Wushuang, he wouldn’t act rashly.
To that end, he directly bombarded Ye Wushuang with thirty-three powerful Thunder Techniques.
If such potent Thunder Techniques had landed on any other Immortal King Realm cultivator, they would be either dead or severely injured.
Even a genius-level Immortal King would find it very difficult to withstand such a barrage of powerful Thunder Techniques.
Let alone the fact that before enduring these strikes, Ye Wushuang hadn’t prepared at all and had simply taken these immensely powerful Thunder Techniques head-on.
One could imagine that Ye Wushuang must be in a pitiful state by now.
At this very moment, Wei Hong even spoke up:
“I told you to be careful of my Thunder Techniques!”
“See? You didn’t pay attention to my warning, weren’t careful enough, and now look what happened!”
In his mind, Ye Wushuang certainly wasn’t dead.
But he must be severely injured, and moreover, in a sorry, disheveled state.
Comparing that kind of disheveled appearance with his own current elegance would mean Ye Wushuang had utterly failed.
That way, his master wouldn’t hold Ye Wushuang in such high regard.
However, his assumptions were pleasant, but the reality was completely different from what he imagined.
If there was one type of Dao Technique Ye Wushuang wasn’t afraid of, Thunder Techniques would definitely be it.
Having gone through so many lightning tribulations, his body had become incredibly strong and possessed a very high resistance to Thunder Techniques.
Even if those Heavenly Punishments themselves had actually struck him, he probably wouldn’t suffer any damage, let alone face the Thunder Techniques cast by Wei Hong.
Therefore, while Wei Hong was posturing and saying all sorts of things, Ye Wushuang calmly emerged from the barrage of lightning.
He wasn’t just not severely injured; even his hair wasn’t out of place, and his clothes were completely clean.
The moment he stepped out, a smile still hung on his face.
It was as if he had been bathing in the lightning, finding it exceptionally pleasant.
And the words he spoke next were enough to infuriate anyone.
“Not bad, this Thunder Technique is really quite good. I was feeling a bit itchy earlier, like there were little bugs on me, but now, with this Thunder Technique, it’s electrocuted all those little bugs to death!”
“Thank you for getting rid of the bugs for me!”
