CHAPTER 956: CHAPTER 956: DRUNKEN EIGHT IMMORTALS

SS-level warriors are beings more formidable than S-level warriors! If an S-level warrior is already recognized by the World Government as a super king, then an SS-level warrior exists beyond the realm of kings!

Reaching this level is absolutely a rarity among martial artists, one in a million!

The energy of an SS-level warrior, on a global scale, can transcend the supervision of various national governments, unrestricted by secular laws, commanding authority over the five continents and seven seas, demanding response with one call, enjoying supreme power!

In fact, some immensely powerful SS-level warriors can even declare themselves kings over mountains, dominators of the seas, and establish their own nation! Each person forms a nation on their own!

However, according to Ye Xuan’s understanding, every SS-level warrior in this world is a rarity. Their status is incredibly respected, adored by tens of thousands, most of whom he knows.

But the disheveled old man before him, with no semblance of an image, reeking of alcohol, seemingly unbathed for days, was nauseating to look at.

The most crucial point is, he had never seen this person, nor had any related impressions, which indeed surprised Ye Xuan at the notion of this person being an SS-level warrior!

However, what surprised Ye Xuan even more occurred!

Listening to his words, the disheveled old man, known as the Drunken Demon, frowned and looked surprised, "SS-level warrior? What is this level?"

Ye Xuan was stunned for a moment before asking, "You don’t know about SS-level warriors?"

"I’ve never heard of it," the old man replied.

"Then what’s your level now?"

"All I know is that I’m currently at minor Dark Energy achievement, but I don’t understand what this SS-level warrior you mention is all about!" said the disheveled old man.

"Minor Dark Energy achievement?"

Ye Xuan was taken aback upon hearing this, and the thought crossed his mind that the martial arts realm classification in Yan Country seems completely different from the strongmen’s hierarchy in the Dark World.

According to his previous perception, the strength of this disheveled old man was at the level of an SS-level warrior, which likely equates to his so-called minor Dark Energy achievement. Although the terminology differs, the outcome remains remarkably similar!

Considering this, Ye Xuan couldn’t help but sigh, realizing that the Yan Country’s martial arts world truly hides unexpected talents!

A casually appearing drunken old man already possessing SS-level strength, and the opponent only at minor Dark Energy achievement, leads to the question—what about major Dark Energy achievement, or perhaps the Dark Energy pinnacle?

Ye Xuan felt for the first time that the strength he always prided himself on suddenly seemed somewhat inadequate...

"Kid, I don’t care about any SS-level warriors. But for you to see through me at a glance, you do have some skills. No wonder that person sent me to deal with you!"

While Ye Xuan was lost in thought, the disheveled old man’s calm eyes focused on Ye Xuan and he spoke.

Coming back to his senses, Ye Xuan’s gaze turned to the disheveled old man, with a slight mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, he said, "Old man, with strength comparable to an SS-level warrior, you must be a figure of some repute, yet you willingly serve as a lapdog at others’ command. It seems you’ve completely abandoned the dignity of a martial artist!"

Ye Xuan’s words were sharp, but the disheveled old man remained indifferent, responding calmly, "Boy, no need to provoke me with words. I’ve been sitting in prison for over a decade, long past any urge to compete. The vicissitudes of life are fleeting illusions; the dignity of a martial artist is something I’ve ceased to care about..."

"Moreover, what I’m doing this time is merely to fulfill a personal wish; it has nothing to do with selling one’s life! Until this wish is fulfilled, I wouldn’t rest in peace even in death, so all I can do is bully the young with the old; don’t hold it against me!"

The disheveled old man gazed at Ye Xuan, his voice devoid of sorrow or joy.

Ye Xuan’s eyes flashed as he asked, "May I know your purpose for coming here this time?"

"To take away that girl with the surname Murong," the disheveled old man said indifferently. "If you block me, I’ll kill her!"

Hearing this, Ye Xuan squinted slightly, the corner of his mouth curling up just a bit, "It seems we are destined to have a duel!"

He could not possibly let Murong Wanwan be taken away, not to mention the relationship between them, he had already promised yesterday to protect Murong Wanwan, and now someone comes provocatively today! Anyone who attempts harm towards Wanwan will be his enemy.

The disheveled old man seriously examined Ye Xuan and suddenly grinned, "Haha, to think the first person I have to deal with after being released is a young kid! Oh well, I’ll just see how many moves you can withstand."

As he spoke, he shook his head, took a swig of strong liquor, hooked the wine gourd to his waist, and staggered towards Ye Xuan.

"Old man, don’t underestimate the young. Haven’t you heard that youth is fearless in a punch? You can barely walk; maybe you shouldn’t be out fighting, just retire at home instead! Spare me from being accused of bullying the elderly."

Ye Xuan’s tone was full of mockery, fiercely retorting.

The disheveled old man remained unmoved, his steps growing more unsteady, resembling a staggering drunk, seemingly ready to collapse at any moment!

However, on closer inspection, it’s noticeable that although his steps were peculiar, they were extremely rhythmic. As he moved, his body swayed from side to side, constantly maintaining balance.

As he drew closer to Ye Xuan, this swaying intensified, and he even closed his eyes, relying solely on his energy to lock onto Ye Xuan.

Despite Ye Xuan’s nonchalant words, his expression was now extremely serious, with no sign of relaxation.

A formidable opponent comparable to an SS-level dark energy minor achiever could be said to be the strongest enemy he had encountered since leaving the Dark World! Even during previous missions, encountering such a formidable foe without deep hatred was extremely rare.

At this moment, the disheveled old man was only three meters away from Ye Xuan. He appeared to walk slowly, but in reality, his speed was incredibly fast!

Ye Xuan recognized the martial art being used. To integrate the drunken state into martial arts, it could only be the infamous Drunken Fist.

According to Ye Xuan’s understanding, Drunken Fist is a profound internal martial art renowned within the Yan Country’s martial arts world. Unlike its portrayal in movies, its true power is on par with Tai Chi Boxing and Baji Fist!

Moreover, due to its uniquely elusive techniques, its dodging and movement capabilities surpass those of Tai Chi Eighth Level, making it the best defensive internal martial art.

The Drunken Fist heritage spans over a millennium, yet few have truly mastered its essence, which is why its reputation isn’t as great as Tai Chi Eighth Level!

But observing the disheveled old man’s divine form and posture at this moment, it’s undoubtedly authentic Ancient Martial Drunken Fist.

An internal martial artist of minor Dark Energy achievement using the most authentic Ancient Martial Drunken Fist, the power is imaginable!

Ye Xuan remained fully vigilant, abandoning any probing thoughts. In such a top-tier duel, a single careless move could lead to a downfall. Once the opponent seizes an opportunity for a fierce attack, there’s no chance of getting back on feet!

With a whoosh, the disheveled old man’s lean body charged vigorously, reaching Ye Xuan in an instant.

He suddenly flipped over, laying prone, with a sudden kick against the ground, his body sprang up, performed a mid-air rotation, and both legs forcefully kicked towards Ye Xuan!

Drunken Eight Immortals!

Iron Crutch Li’s fip and advance, body slants and feet kick!