Even in his frenzy, Yang Fan Tian's outcome remained unchanged; his desperate struggle resembled that of a cornered beast.
*Bang!*
A blade-light unleashed by Yang Fei Long's cleave sent Yang Fan Tian flying.
At this moment, Yang Fan Tian's clothes were tattered, and he appeared utterly dishevelled.
"Get up!" Yang Fei Long pointed his long sword at Yang Fan Tian, who was not far away, his eyes filled with mockery. "Weren't you arrogant? Come on! Fight!"
"Yang Fei Long!" Yang Fan Tian's eyes turned bloodshot as he stared at Yang Fei Long and charged again.
But the outcome was no different.
*Bang!*
Another visible wound appeared on Yang Fan Tian's body as he was sent flying backward.
"Pathetic, so pathetic! Yang Fan Tian has no power to resist at all!"
"Who would have thought that Yang Fan Tian, ranked first on the Earth Ranking, would be so easily defeated by Yang Fei Long from the Human Ranking!"
"The assessment of Yang Fei Long's strength by the Heaven's Chosen Ranking was a huge misjudgment!"
"Indeed!"
*Pfft!*
Yang Fan Tian scrambled to his feet again, pointing his spear at Yang Fei Long, his eyes red. He opened his mouth to say something but ultimately uttered nothing, collapsing to the ground.
Whether it was due to severe injuries, the immense blow he suffered, or both, he directly fainted!
"Is that all?" Yang Fei Long sneered.
"..."
Attacking the heart!
Fortunately, he had fainted, otherwise, he would surely have fought Yang Fei Long to the death in his rage.
Yang Zhen Yun glanced fearfully at Yang Fei Long. This guy was like a stubborn troublemaker, fearing nothing. Humiliating Yang Fan Tian like this was worse than killing him outright. Now, Yang Fan Tian would likely develop a heart demon.
If he could overcome this heart demon, his future state of mind would improve, but if he failed, his future achievements might halt at the peak of the Yuan Wu realm. Of course, he might still reach the Earth Wu realm, but it would be incredibly difficult!
Yang Zhen Yun dared not look at Yang Fei Long any longer. He called out to his men to carry the unconscious Yang Fan Tian away.
Yang Fei Long did not stop them. Although he had the strength to kill Yang Fan Tian, he reconsidered, deciding not to cause more trouble for Mi Kang.
Of course, it wasn't just about not causing trouble for Mi Kang. While he claimed not to fear the Yang family, he still had some reservations. If he killed Yang Fan Tian, the Yang family would definitely seek revenge. His current strength was not yet enough to make the Yang family cower in fear.
His previous talk of fighting to the death was contingent on the Yang family completely abandoning all pretense of civility.
Based on his understanding, powerful families placed great importance on their reputation. They would deal with him, but they would not stoop to bullying a junior. Such actions would invite criticism and ridicule.
Therefore, the next time cultivators from the Yang family came to cause trouble, the ones likely to show up would be those two prodigies who had reached the Earth Wu realm. After all, Yang Fan Tian had been crushed by him, so they would undoubtedly realize that anyone below the Earth Wu realm seeking trouble would simply be offering themselves up as cannon fodder!
Yang Zhen Yun and his group had arrived with high spirits but left in disarray.
This caused many to sigh in lament.
Yang Fei Long, meanwhile, led Miya and the others away from the venue.
Watching Yang Fei Long depart with the several women, Zhang Teng and Li Chao Qun hesitated to speak. They wished they could tell him, "Brother, you already have Xiao Jing Wen, so don't compete with us for Miya," but seeing Yang Fei Long's intimidating demeanor, how he showed no regard for Yang Fan Tian's status and thoroughly humiliated him, they lacked the courage.
A genius who was suspected to be in the Earth Wu realm – if their families knew they had dared to offend such a person, they would be terrified.
This was because the strongest individuals in their own families were only at the Earth Wu realm.
...
Following this, Yang Fei Long took the three women to the Heaven's Club and played many games. Most of these activities were very enjoyable for the women.
Of course, even the most enjoyable activities would be dull if one was with someone they disliked. Conversely, when with someone they liked, even ordinary activities could be immensely fun and pleasurable.
However, compared to Xiao Jing Wen and Yang Qing Qing, Miya felt a little resentful. Xiao Jing Wen was quite bold, occasionally hugging Yang Fei Long intimately. Yang Qing Qing, as his sister, was no less forward. This made Miya feel somewhat redundant.
Therefore, her gaze often fell upon Yang Fei Long with a hint of melancholy, while Yang Fei Long pretended not to notice.
Finally, as Xiao Jing Wen and Yang Qing Qing were playing billiards, Miya found an opportunity to be alone with Yang Fei Long.
Miya hugged Yang Fei Long's shoulder. Yang Fei Long wanted to pull away, but seeing Miya gaze at him with a mournful expression, like a wronged woman, made Yang Fei Long's heart soften, and he let her have her way.
Miya then became joyful.
Tilting her head and leaning against Yang Fei Long, Miya said softly, "Brother Fei Long, I confessed to you first. Why did you agree to Jing Wen but not me? Is it because my family's conditions are not as good as hers? Or in your heart, is she prettier than me?"
Resentment.
Yes, Miya's resentment ran deep.
She felt she could do anything for Yang Fei Long, but he always kept his distance from her, as if she were a venomous snake. This made her feel very hurt.
Yang Fei Long touched his nose, feeling helpless. He had been enjoying watching Xiao Jing Wen and Yang Qing Qing play, as their graceful postures and focused expressions were beautiful to behold. Especially when they moved, their bodies would naturally stretch, revealing their perfect contours. But Miya's clinging and her grievances made Yang Fei Long feel somewhat depressed.
Miya was good. Although she often displayed a playful, somewhat willful nature, she was more sensible than Xiao Jing Wen, or rather, more reserved.
Of course, this was relative. But when it came to love, she was also quite bold.
"I agreed to her, not because her family's conditions are better. In my heart, a strong family background can actually be a hindrance because a powerful family also means more complicated matters and more demands," Yang Fei Long sighed and honestly answered Miya's question. "In terms of appearance, you are both unparalleled beauties, and in my heart, you are both incredibly beautiful."
"Then why did you agree to her and not me!" Miya bit her alluring yet pure lips, looking at Yang Fei Long pitifully. Her eyes seemed to convey that if his answer didn't satisfy her, she would cry.
Yang Fei Long sighed softly. "Actually, I like both you and her. But, you must have some understanding of my situation!"
"I know, you have several girlfriends!" Miya was happy to hear Yang Fei Long say he liked her, but she asked with confusion, "Right, how did you two end up together?"
"This matter?" Yang Fei Long touched his nose. "I don't know if she told you..."
So, he recounted everything that had happened recently.
"Hmph, that's it!" Miya was somewhat displeased.
"I've already done that much for her, so I naturally can't let her down!" Yang Fei Long shrugged.
"I see!" Miya now understood. Although Yang Fei Long's agreement with Xiao Jing Wen seemed forced, in reality, if he didn't like her, he wouldn't have done it. And he liked her too.
"Good shot!" Just then, Yang Fei Long's eyes suddenly brightened.
Miya's expression instantly turned shy, thinking he was complimenting her. "Oh, you're so direct!" But Yang Fei Long continued, "Qing Qing's shot was truly beautiful!"
Miya: "..."
She was instantly filled with resentment. "Am I, a delicate beauty, not as good as that shot?"
Seeing Yang Fei Long's attention return to the two women playing billiards, Miya's eyes rolled. She seemed to be thinking about something, and her cheeks suddenly flushed. The next moment, she suddenly stood on her tiptoes and kissed Yang Fei Long on the mouth.
The next moment, Yang Fei Long couldn't help but tremble.