My Silly, Sweet Wife

The worm silently crawled toward the center of the arena.

"Start!" With the Barbarian King’s command, Man Wu stomped fiercely, aiming to crush Ye Guichen with his massive foot.

"Roar roar roar!"

"Crush him to death!"

"Human, you may not use magical skills, only brute strength, or else you’ll lose!"

"You can’t escape now, haha, you’re doomed!"

Seeing Man Wu’s stomp, the surrounding barbarians roared in excitement.

In their eyes, if Ye Guichen didn’t use his cultivation, he would soon be stomped into minced meat.

If he wanted to survive, he’d have to use his cultivation, but once he did, it meant losing.

Man Wu’s lips curled with bloodthirsty fervor.

He certainly didn’t hold back.

He wanted to crush Ye Guichen to death with a single stomp.

However, what he did not expect was Ye Guichen’s nonchalant expression. With one hand still behind his back, he raised the other as if to welcome Man Wu’s powerful stomp.

Seeing this, many barbarians felt Ye Guichen was insane.

This was a self-destructive path.

The Barbarian King was even more contemptuous, glancing at Sana with a cold snort: "This girl is truly ignorant, being deceived by such an arrogant person and even acknowledging him as her master. Fortunately, we got the ring back this time. Otherwise, if someone like him became a master, it would tarnish our Barbarian Tribe’s reputation and make us a laughingstock."

Muttering to himself, the Barbarian King also glanced at the white-clad Corpse Cultivator.

In truth, agreeing to let Man Wu challenge Ye Guichen was also the Barbarian King’s way to showcase the Barbarian Tribe’s strength to the Corpse Cultivator, to make them recognize their own position.

However, just when the Barbarian King also thought Ye Guichen was doomed, Man Wu’s foot and Ye Guichen’s fist collided.

The cheers suddenly ceased, as if every barbarian had their throats clamped.

In their eyes flashed disbelief.

"Bang!"

With a heavy thud, Man Wu was sent flying.

Boom!

The entire audience was astonished.

"How is this possible?"

"How can that human cultivator’s strength surpass Man Wu’s?"

"And he doesn’t even seem to be using his full strength!"

"Heavens, am I seeing things?"

The initial reaction of most barbarians was disbelief.

After being struck by Ye Guichen’s punch, Man Wu was flung out of the circle and landed heavily outside.

Humiliated, he was about to spring up and fight Ye Guichen desperately, but suddenly felt a bite on his arm.

"Ah..."

In the next moment, Man Wu screamed in agony, spitting blood, convulsing, and fainting on the spot.

Silence!

This sudden scene quieted all the barbarians on site.

A moment later, when a barbarian realized what happened, he quickly rushed to Man Wu.

Upon close inspection, the barbarian’s eyes turned red, fixating on Ye Guichen: "This human cultivator is so despicable, secretly acting as an assassin, poisoning Man Wu with something unknown, causing his lifeforce to quickly ebb away!"

"Crash!"

With these words, the audience erupted in chaos.

"Human cultivators truly are cunning!"

"Kill him!"

"Who would’ve thought he’d resort to such despicable tactics! Quickly, slaughter him!"

The scene turned chaotic, with many rushing toward Ye Guichen.

Ye Guichen raised an eyebrow, feeling something was amiss.

Earlier, he only used fifty percent of his strength, and he knew control, he certainly did not use any deadly force, let alone poison.

What’s going on?

How did I become despicable?

Seeing barbarians charging toward him like beasts, Ye Guichen’s face darkened. He didn’t hesitate, realizing these barbarians meant to kill him, so he punched each one attacking him away.

With almost every punch thrown, a barbarian was sent flying.

This scene directly shocked the remaining barbarians who had yet to rush forward.

"How is this possible?"

They seemed to be witnessing a marvel.

It was as if Ye Guichen’s strength surpassed theirs.

"How can he have such great strength?" Sana, who initially intended to assist, was already beyond shocked after witnessing Ye Guichen’s power.

The Barbarian King’s expression was grim.

He didn’t expect Ye Guichen’s strength to be so extraordinary.

Such a person cannot be left alive.

"Roar!"

The Barbarian King thumped his chest like a gorilla, fiercely stomping his foot and rocketing upward like a missile.

Then, leaping into the air, he stomped down at Ye Guichen once more.

Ye Guichen naturally sensed the Barbarian King’s explosive power, incomparable to Man Wu’s.

Even with his strong cultivation and several magical skills, if he truly took the Barbarian King’s stomp, he would be crippled if not dead.

Ye Guichen didn’t want to show off like that.

He employed his divine speed technique, avoiding direct confrontation with the Barbarian King.

Boom!

As the Barbarian King stomped down, the ground trembled violently, as if a small earthquake occurred.

Moreover, beneath the Barbarian King’s foot, the ground was indented nearly half a meter deep.

Thankfully, the Barbarian King was tall enough, otherwise almost half his leg would have been trapped.

"Barbarian King, I didn’t use poison!" Ye Guichen stood ten paces away, loudly explaining.

The Barbarian King would not believe him: "If not you, then who?"

Though he said this, he was curious about Ye Guichen’s speed.

As the Barbarian King, few could match him in speed, aside from his immense strength.

Even most Nascent Soul Experts would struggle against his attacks.