This… Ye Ming's sudden interruption made Third Uncle freeze.
Second Uncle Ye Jun, who was standing by, also opened his mouth, looking incredulous.
This kid.
What's wrong with him today?
Why is his attitude so firm?
Where did the weak Ye Ming go, the one who only knew how to apologize whenever he encountered a problem?
How come he seems like a completely different person!
"Speaking with strength, hehe, that doesn't sound like something you would say."
Fourth Uncle Ye Zheng, who had remained silent, chuckled.
"Since that's the case, then let's begin."
Clap clap!
He clapped his hands.
Soon.
A soldier in field combat uniform walked in from outside the training room.
This soldier was tall, with bulging arm muscles under his short sleeves, short hair, and a square face with distinct contours, looking extremely formidable.
"His name is Li Jiangming, a new talent I recruited this year."
"A Second-Tier Contract Master, his contracted spirit is an A-rank Saintess. If you can defeat him, I will no longer pursue the matter of your Contracted Demoness!"
Ye Zheng crossed his arms, his sharp eyes fixed on Ye Ming, showing no expression on his face.
Ye Ming glanced at Li Jiangming, then looked at Fourth Uncle Ye Zheng.
"Bring two more."
"I'll take on three at once."
Take on three at once?
How could Ye Zheng and the others not understand the meaning in Ye Ming's words?
This kid wanted to use this battle to make all three of them, these old guys, shut up completely!
"Good, good, good, truly ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth."
"You think you're invincible just because you contracted an SSS-rank Witch, don't you?"
"Someone, call the two strongest Second-Tier Contract Masters in the courtyard!"
Third Uncle wouldn't indulge this brat, Ye Ming.
As his words fell, two compound guards in training uniforms immediately entered the training room.
They were Second-Tier Contract Masters, and their contracted spirits were both S-rank Saintesses.
"Three Second-Tier Contract Masters, won't this injure Ye Ming?"
"What if something happens..."
Second Uncle's words were cut short by Ye Zheng beside him.
"Second Brother, this was all Ye Ming's own request."
"If he wins, he's capable. If he loses, it'll teach him a lesson and make him understand the price of boasting!!"
"That's right!"
Third Uncle raised both hands in agreement, saying, "Ye Ming has been spoiled by you. If we don't teach him a lesson, he'll really turn the world upside down."
Saying that, he suddenly looked at Ye Ming, waving his hand grandly:
"Ye Ming, you proposed this battle."
"If you lose, you must unconditionally obey every word we say from now on, and you need our permission for everything you do, even for eating, what you eat, will be decided by us!"
Ye Ming retorted, "And if I win?"
"If you win, we will apologize to you! And give you everything you want!"
"Good! It's a deal!"
Ye Ming confidently stepped onto the training ground.
Li Jiangming and the two compound guards formed a triangular encirclement, surrounding Ye Ming in the center.
"Do you need a Sharp Weapon?"
"I can provide you with the godfall scythe, it's very powerful."
Ying Youyou's gentle voice echoed in Ye Ming's mind.
godfall scythe?
"No need."
Ye Ming smiled indifferently, picked up a dagger from the side, and gripped it in a reverse hold.
"This is enough."
Damn it!
Seeing this, Li Jiangming's face instantly turned livid.
"This kid looks down on us, let's go together!"
Boom!
His eyes instantly blazed with light, dazzling crimson runes appeared on his arms, and a phantom of a Battle Saintess holding two metal fists condensed.
The three Second-Tier Contract Masters all lunged forward with extreme speed, their fists making whooshing sounds as they cut through the air.
Ye Ming stood in the center.
When he sensed that the three were only a meter away from him.
Dark Domain... activate!
Buzz!
Instantly, with Ye Ming at the center, darkness began to spread from all corners, eventually forming a spherical dark space with a radius of five meters.
Ye Ming spread his arms, and as Li Jiangming and the other two's fists were about to land on him, he leaned back and fell down.
A playful smile appeared on his lips.
"Assassination... has begun..."
Whoosh!
Ye Ming completely merged into the darkness.
"What's going on? Where is he? Where did he go?"
A compound guard looked around, his fists clenched, his body covered in a layer of ice armor.
Suddenly!
Pfft!
A cold light flashed from behind him!
Immediately after, he had no time to react as his neck was struck by a terrifying force. He collapsed directly into the darkness.
"Damn it!"
"This kid can turn invisible, back-to-back tactics!"
Li Jiangming and the other compound guard exchanged glances and, with great tacit agreement, entrusted their backs to each other, constantly vigilant of their surroundings.
In the Dark Domain, everything was silent darkness, without any light.
However.
A true assassin can find the best assassination position from any angle and strike at the opportune moment.
"This battle is over!"
Ye Ming's voice rang out above Li Jiangming and the others.
The two instantly became alert, just as they were about to react.
It was already too late.
Whoosh whoosh!
Two cold lights flashed again.
The immense force instantly knocked the other compound guard unconscious to the ground.
The A-rank Battle Saintess contracted by Li Jiangming gave him a stronger Physical Body, with a toughness comparable to steel.
But when the back of the dagger in Ye Ming's hand landed on his neck, he felt his limbs lose all strength, his brain crashed, and he fell to the ground with his eyes open.
Of course, he couldn't withstand it.
Ye Ming's current strength was already formidable.
Moreover, what he was pressing was the carotid sinus.
This area is very fragile; once subjected to strong pressure, it can easily cause fainting, and even lead to cardiac arrest.
These were all experiences from being an assassin.
And with Li Jiangming's collapse.
This battle was completely over.
Ye Ming checked the time, "One minute?"
"That's too long!"
According to his estimation, dealing with these three guys should have taken half a minute.
After all, this Physical Body was too weak.
"This..."
At this moment.
What Ye Ming hadn't noticed at all was.
Third Uncle and the other two were already dumbfounded.
Their eyes were blank, as if struck by lightning, frozen in place, their pupils trembling wildly with shock and excitement.
They had thought it impossible for Ye Ming to defeat even one Second-Tier Contract Master.
But now, Ye Ming had defeated three!
And it was a swift kill within a minute.
Leaving them no chance to fight back at all!
"What, what is going on?"
"Didn't they say that contracting a Demoness basically offers no combat power increase in the early stages?"
"How can this be?"
Third Uncle felt that everything happening before his eyes was so dreamlike; how was his nephew so different from what he had expected?
Second Uncle quickly rushed forward and carefully examined Ye Ming's body, finding that the kid hadn't used any cheating methods.
It was purely based on raw strength!
"This is too exaggerated, Ye Ming, how are you so strong?"
"You didn't contract a Saintess, did you?"
Second Uncle was so surprised that he began to doubt the information he had received earlier.
Until Ye Ming told him again, "It's a Demoness, absolutely true."
"This..."
Only then did Second Uncle believe him, but he doubted his own understanding even more.
"Is it because of Max-level Spirituality?"
"Ye Ming, what is your Spirituality talent? Does it have combat bonuses?"
Combat bonuses?
Yes, there are, but they are for those of the same tier. The three previous opponents were all Second-Tier, so they weren't used.
"Top-tier assassination techniques, imperceptible Qi concealment, and knowledge of the human body's weak points..."
Ye Zheng came before Ye Ming, scrutinizing him for a long time, then shook his head.
"If I hadn't watched you grow up with my own eyes."
"I would definitely think you were a Sharp Weapon for assassination, trained by some killer organization."
Oh?
He figured that out?
This Fourth Uncle Ye Zheng truly was the strongest person in the Ye Family.
He had strength!
Ye Ming's lips curved, "Fourth Uncle, you're joking."
"Hmm, I hope so." Ye Zheng patted Ye Ming's shoulder, a rare smile gracing his face.