"Ye Tian, don't push your luck too far!" Master Chen dodged Ye Tian's punch, grinding his teeth in frustration. He was convinced that Ye Tian was feigning weakness to trap him, and his resentment was boiling over.
"Me, going too far? Haha…" Ye Tian laughed off the accusation and intensified his attacks. The vast information in his mind surged like an old soldier returning to the battlefield, rapidly awakening his combat experience. Initially, Master Chen had been confidently suppressing Ye Tian, but in just a moment, the tables turned, and he started to struggle.
"Master Chen, you mustn't let this guy off! I'll double your sponsorship fee. Gao Peng, why aren't you helping your master?" Lin Feng, seeing Master Chen considering apologizing and making peace with Ye Tian, became desperate. He urged Gao Peng to join the fight while slowly moving towards the door of the private room.
"I'm coming, Master!" Gao Peng, biting his teeth, joined the fray. Unlike Lin Feng, as Master Chen's disciple, he had no choice but to join the battle despite the grim outlook.
The relationship between a master and disciple in the ancient martial world is stringent and follows ancient customs. Even knowing defeat is inevitable, Gao Peng couldn't shirk his duty.
However, courage alone couldn't bridge the gap in strength. Had they attacked Ye Tian together from the start, he might not have had the time to assimilate the vast knowledge in his mind. But now, even just a few minutes had drastically transformed Ye Tian. With the vast knowledge infused by the system, Ye Tian's combat abilities were improving with every breath.
Initially, Ye Tian was like a child holding a treasure without knowing how to use it. Now, he was like someone who had found the key to unlock it. Although he still had gaps compared to a real Dark Energy martial artist, he was already on par with Master Chen.
His inherent strength was higher than Master Chen's, and a few hits from Chen were unlikely to cause significant damage. But any hit from Ye Tian, with his Dark Energy penetrating through, was agonizing. This one-sided fight was frustrating Master Chen to the point of near madness. If Ye Tian hadn't been intentionally honing his combat experience, Chen would've been downed by now.
Bang!
Gao Peng, who had just rushed up, was sent flying back almost instantly, barely affecting Ye Tian.
The immense humiliation made Master Chen's teeth almost bleed from clenching. As he attacked frantically, he said, "Ye Tian, don't go too far. You pretended to have no combat experience to lure me into a trap. Don't you have any dignity as a Dark Energy martial artist? Are you really planning to fight to the bitter end with me?"
Ye Tian hadn't expected to be mistaken for feigning weakness. Seeing Master Chen's face turning purple with rage, he felt somewhat guilty. It's true that exploiting someone to hone skills was somewhat excessive for a martial artist.
But the opportunity was too good to miss. If he didn't use this chance to rapidly improve his combat experience, he might not have time to do so when facing an equally powerful Dark Energy martial artist.
Even with the vast information in his mind, it still required time to assimilate, and real fights between equals wouldn't grant him that time. So, despite feeling a bit embarrassed, Ye Tian couldn't afford to pass up this opportunity.
The fight continued in the private room, with Master Chen completely suppressed and serving as Ye Tian's practice target.
Lin Feng, seeing that even with Gao Peng's intervention they couldn't affect Ye Tian, began to sweat profusely and quietly moved toward the door. But his slight movement didn't escape Ye Tian's notice.
With a flick of his wrist, Ye Tian easily deflected Master Chen's incoming attack and then kicked the coffee table in the room.
Bang!
The coffee table shot out like an arrow, screeching across the floor and smashing into the door of the private room.
The table was small but enough to block the narrow door, especially with the force behind it, causing the entire doorframe to buckle inward.
Watching the coffee table whiz by, Lin Feng turned ashen, cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He was just in front of the door, but now he didn't dare move a muscle, feeling his legs weaken under him. He regretted not the decision to confront Ye Tian but his choice to be personally involved.
Bang!
Another loud noise as Master Chen, completely overpowered and unable to improve his combat experience further, was sent flying and crashed heavily onto the floor in front of Lin Feng.
"What... what are you going to do?" Lin Feng stuttered in fear as Ye Tian approached him step by step.
"What do you think? It seems the lesson I gave you last time wasn't enough. So, do you want to lose an arm or a leg this time?" Ye Tian said with a faint smile, his voice like a chilling whisper to Lin Feng.
"Don't... don't go too far. My father is the chairman of Lin Corporation. If you dare to touch me, he won't let you off!" Lin Feng, sitting on the floor, trembled as he threatened. In his panic, he could only think to invoke his father's name.
"Do you think if I don't act now, your father won't come after me for revenge?" Ye Tian scoffed, lightly tapping his foot on the ground. A beer can, as if glued to his foot, rose into the air and shot towards Lin Feng.