Chapter 130: A Formidable Enemy on the Road!

Xiao Ye stepped forward directly and threw a punch straight at You Sifang.

A flash of brilliance ignited in You Sifang’s eyes as he shouted, "Well come!"

In an instant, he swatted Xiao Ye's hand aside and, with a swift motion, twisted Xiao Ye’s wrist.

Sensing the danger, Xiao Ye shifted his mindset and immediately began to employ his footwork.

You Sifang proved even more formidable, holding his own against Xiao Ye in a back-and-forth exchange.

"Kid, did you think I only had skills with my hands? You’re still too young!"

You Sifang looked at Xiao Ye, defending against every strike and kick with ease. Xiao Ye’s initial wave of attacks was effortlessly neutralized, leaving him with several new wounds on his body.

Watching Xiao Ye descend into a bitter struggle, Red Dragon grew increasingly anxious. Yet, he knew that if he were to rush out of the car now, he would not only fail to help Xiao Ye but would likely become a liability. However, he could not simply sit by and do nothing. Gritting his teeth, he decided to call the team leader.

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Back to Xiao Ye, his body was now covered in wounds of varying depth, and the muscles in his arms were a gruesome sight, most of them strained.

In contrast, although You Sifang bore bloody marks on his face and had a blackened eye from two of Xiao Ye’s punches, he was in significantly better condition.

"How about it, kid? Did my Dragon Claw Hand feel good?"

"It was nothing special," Xiao Ye replied, maintaining his indifferent expression.

"I must admit, it’s been many years since anyone has pushed me this far." Despite his injuries, You Sifang’s playful, mocking smile remained unchanged.

Xiao Ye’s face remained cold. He had not expected his own martial arts to be suppressed by this disheveled man who had appeared out of nowhere. *Master, now is not the time to dwell on this; I must find a way to break free.*

Having exchanged blows, Xiao Ye had gained a rough understanding of You Sifang’s techniques. Though the Dragon Claw Hand appeared immensely powerful, Xiao Ye had spotted a critical flaw.

While he didn't know how this man had dealt with his previous enemies, he clearly couldn't suppress Xiao Ye indefinitely. The man's speed and strength were actually inferior to Xiao Ye's. If the Dragon Claw Hand failed to incapacitate the opponent, it lost much of its lethality. Furthermore, during their recent clash, Xiao Ye had managed to grasp the fundamentals of the technique; he found that when he mimicked it, the effect was nearly identical to You Sifang’s.

"Your Dragon Claw Hand is nothing more than that. I suspect the people who fell to you before weren't exactly elite fighters!" Xiao Ye flexed his wrists and remarked.

Clearly, You Sifang was stung by the dismissal of his skill; his face darkened. For years, he had swiftly dispatched his opponents with his technique, never having encountered someone like Xiao Ye, let alone someone who dared to mock him. Seeing the expression on You Sifang’s face, Xiao Ye knew his provocation had succeeded.

"Could it be? Did I really hit the mark? It seems the name 'You Sifang' is about to become 'You Difu'—a trip to the underworld!" Xiao Ye added fuel to the fire, speaking with calm detachment.

"Sharp-tongued brat! Once my Dragon Claw Hand kills you, you won't have so many questions." Enraged, You Sifang laughed coldly and charged at Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye raised an eyebrow. This was exactly what he wanted: to goad You Sifang into anger, force him to reveal a flaw, and strike him down.

The two collided again, You Sifang attempting to capture Xiao Ye in a swift hold. Alas, every time his hands touched Xiao Ye, they were deflected; though wounds were inflicted, the effect fell far short of what You Sifang had intended.

*How did this kid's strength increase so much in such a short time? No, I must find a way!* You Sifang felt slighted, his fury mounting. In truth, this was merely a tactic Xiao Ye was using to test his opponent's limits.

Observing You Sifang’s movements becoming increasingly frantic and his reliance on the Dragon Claw Hand growing, Xiao Ye knew the time had come. He feinted with a straight punch to bait You Sifang into committing to the technique. Just as You Sifang reached for his arm, Xiao Ye’s hand shifted with lightning speed, perfectly mirroring the stance of the Dragon Claw Hand.

In an instant, Xiao Ye gripped You Sifang’s elbow and twisted it sharply. You Sifang was stunned, his expression one of utter disbelief.

He could not fathom that Xiao Ye had not only deciphered his technique but was now capable of replicating it—what terrifying learning ability! Such talent could not be explained by mere aptitude. If Xiao Ye were given time, he would undoubtedly surpass him. Honestly, this realization left You Sifang feeling deeply covetous.

As these thoughts raced through his mind, Xiao Ye surged forward with a palm strike. You Sifang didn't dare hesitate, leaping back to put distance between them. Seeing You Sifang’s reaction, Xiao Ye knew that his last move had dealt a significant blow to his opponent's confidence.

As they stood apart, You Sifang suddenly spoke. "Kid, your talent in all aspects truly pleases me. Tell you what—become my apprentice, and I will spare your life and kill all those other people instead. How about it?"

You Sifang was envious of Xiao Ye’s talent; he was reluctant to kill someone with such potential, unlike the others he had discarded over the years.

"Forget it. Your Dragon Claw Hand is mediocre at best. As for those people, I prefer to defeat them with my own hands," Xiao Ye said with a dismissive laugh, dealing the final blow to You Sifang’s pride.

"Hahaha, excellent! I like your character. It’s a pity, but you must die!" Veins bulged on You Sifang’s face. In all these years, no one had ever stood before him unscathed and spoken so brazenly.

Xiao Ye settled into his stance, bracing for the onslaught. He knew that You Sifang would be far more dangerous now, and he had to be extremely careful.

They engaged in brutal, close-quarters combat. Xiao Ye struggled under the ferocity of the Dragon Claw Hand, suffering new wounds, while You Sifang, unable to withstand the sheer force of Xiao Ye’s strikes, found himself suppressed. For a moment, they were deadlocked.

As they paused briefly, Xiao Ye reacted a fraction of a second faster, landing a punch squarely on You Sifang’s face and shattering his nasal bone. Yet, You Sifang did not cry out; instead, he sprang forward with incredible speed and wrapped his arms around Xiao Ye, locking his head and right arm in a vice-like grip. No matter how hard Xiao Ye struggled, he could not break free.

The ultimate technique of the Dragon Claw Hand had been unleashed.