I Go to the High Seas for Fishing But Get Hunted by an Aircraft Carrier-Chapter 981 - 980: Ordinary People

Li Yaoyao showed a look of relief.

Although Ye Qianying was also very beautiful, she was five or six years older than Li Yaoyao, and she was an ordinary person. Ye Chen was an anomaly; they were people from completely different worlds.

"Thank you, Ye Chen," Li Yaoyao said.

Ye Chen gave a faint smile and said nothing more.

Seeing that Ye Chen didn't say anything, Li Yaoyao quietly withdrew.

Ye Chen glanced at Chen Jun, his eyes flashing with a chilling light. He knew that today was destined to be the day of Chen Jun's death!

"I won't let you off!"

Ye Chen murmured to himself.

"Bang!"

Chen Jun was once again knocked to the ground.

"I won't let you off, I will make you regret everything you did to me today!" Chen Jun said venomously.

Ye Chen snorted coldly and turned away directly.

He had already beaten Chen Jun to the point he couldn't take care of himself, there was no need to stay in Chen Jun's class anymore.

"You can't leave!" Chen Jun struggled to get up and roared.

"Chen Jun, I advise you to just obediently get out of our school. Otherwise, I wouldn't mind personally throwing you out!" 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Several voices immediately sounded beside Chen Jun.

"Ye Chen, don't be arrogant. One day, I will kill you!" Chen Jun said through gritted teeth.

Ye Chen left without looking back, knowing that his true identity would definitely be exposed, just not right now.

He must find that evidence and then uproot the Chen Family, to avenge Ye Haoyu!

Watching Ye Chen leave, Chen Jun knew he definitely couldn't catch up.

Chen Jun, who had been pampered by everyone since he was a child, had never suffered such humiliation. He wished he could kill Ye Chen immediately.

"Chen Jun, are you really okay?"

"Chen Jun, are you okay?"

A few male classmates surrounded Chen Jun, all of them his close friends.

"Shut up, all of you! My injuries haven't healed yet. I can't use inner strength now! Get lost, all of you, get out!" Chen Jun said angrily, his eyes filled with violent energy.

He was a talented young master. At school, everyone was usually very respectful when they saw him, even the school directors treated him politely, but today he was beaten up by a country bumpkin.

This was an utter disgrace!

He couldn't bear it!

"Ye Chen, just you wait! I will make you pay! I will not give up!" Chen Jun said viciously, gritting his teeth.

Ye Chen left the campus, heading to a nearby hotel.

He needed to cultivate the "Mystic Netherworld Technique" to improve his skills.

This time, his strength had improved again. He could try to break through to the eighth level, but he knew now was not the time.

Before breaking through, he needed to find a magic artifact!

After leaving the campus, Ye Chen didn't return to his rented place to train but instead headed towards a nearby market.

Approaching the market entrance, Ye Chen entered and saw an old man dressed in tattered clothes selling various cheap trinkets.

Ye Chen observed carefully. The old man looked like a beggar, but he held a worn-out iron sword in his hand.

He was setting up a stall, yet he didn't have any wealth on him. He didn't even have any clothes, just a pair of torn shorts. His body was hunched, and his old eyes were cloudy, looking like an old man on the brink of death.

Ye Chen approached the old man and said, "Old man, your things are nice. I'll buy them!"

This old man seemed like an ordinary person, perhaps too weak, his body looked very frail, making Ye Chen wonder if a gust of wind could knock him down.

However, he held an iron sword in his hand. Although it was shabby, it emitted a sharp aura, clearly a good weapon.

"The things I sell are not expensive!" the old man said, squinting his cloudy eyes.

"I don't care if you're selling stuff or selling yourself, no one wants your things!" Ye Chen said in a deep voice.

"Haha... Are you despising me?" The old man revealed his aged and muddy eyes, laced with sarcasm, "Young man, if you're capable, don't hide in the dark!"

Ye Chen was slightly startled, then burst into laughter, saying, "Old man, you are someone with a story. I'm not interested in your story, you just want to scam money."

"Whether you believe it or not, this sword is an heirloom. If you don't believe me, feel free to choose another." The old man's gaze turned sharp, and a terrifying aura surged around him, causing the surrounding space to tremble faintly.

Ye Chen felt that although the old man appeared to be an ordinary beggar, he had the aura of a martial artist, which shocked Ye Chen greatly. This old man's background was undoubtedly extraordinary!

However, Ye Chen didn't back down, because he was determined to have this sword!

"In that case, I'll have to use force!"

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, his fist clenched, and a surge of vigorous origin energy condensed between his fists.

"Boom!"

Ye Chen threw a punch, and immediately, a fierce fist force shot out.

"Puff puff!"

Everything the fist force passed through was pulverized!

The old man's pupils shrank suddenly, not expecting Ye Chen to be a martial artist, one with innate realm strength!

Although the old man didn't know cultivation, he was after all a martial artist, his strength many times that of an ordinary person, with much sharper senses.

"Boom!"

The iron sword in his hand slashed out, instantly sweeping out a sharp sword aura.

Ye Chen's eyes flashed with a cold smile, sidestepping to evade the sword instantly.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two engaged in a fierce battle.

Although the old man was elderly, his reactions and speed were incredibly fast, his strikes vicious, every move targeting Ye Chen.

Their fists and feet clashed, sparks flying, making a piercing sound. Although Ye Chen had the advantage, winning quickly was somewhat difficult.

"Boom boom boom!"

The iron sword in the old man's hand became a blurred shadow, attacking Ye Chen.

While evading the old man's swordsmanship, Ye Chen looked for an opportunity to take the old man's life.

"Psssh!"

In a moment of negligence, Ye Chen was slashed across the chest by the iron sword, spraying blood. Ye Chen grunted in pain, staggered back a few steps, a pained expression on his face.

Ye Chen's body shook, almost falling to the ground.

"Little brother, how are you, okay?" the old man asked hurriedly.

Ye Chen shook his head.

"Young man, you should treat your wound first; your injury is quite serious," the old man said.

Ye Chen nodded, walked to the side of a car, pulled out a medical kit, and simply bandaged his wound.

The old man sighed, walked over to Ye Chen, and said, "Young man, I see you also practice martial arts. It's a pity you have no foundation. Forcing a breakthrough like this will sever your meridians, and ultimately lead to an inner demon."

Ye Chen said indifferently, "No need for you to worry about these things. I think you misunderstood. I have no experience and can't cultivate any cultivation technique. I just want to enhance my strength, so I took the risk of training!"

"You should go heal your wounds first!" the old man said.