Chapter 511: Chapter 0506: Ye Chengfeng Takes Action

As Situ Lin Yu made his move, all the experts present revealed looks of astonishment.

“How can this kid be so strong?”

“This is the strength of the top competitor in this year’s competition, too strong! He’s actually suppressing Cao Xingyue.”

The crowd exclaimed in amazement.

Although they were mentally prepared for the rookies’ talents, they still felt a sense of awe, sensing the great distance between themselves and Situ Lin Yu.

Boom bang pong!

Under the siege of Situ Lin Yu, the big-headed evil spirit, and two fierce ghosts, Cao Xingyue hurriedly swung his giant axe, cleaving out streams of black light filled with evil Qi to meet the enemy.

However, he was outnumbered and somewhat overpowered.

Boom!

Cao Xingyue invoked the Cao Family’s gravitational bloodline power, and a layer of dim, distorted force field emerged around him, covering a radius of thirty to forty zhang.

Under the influence of the gravitational field, if Situ Lin Yu, the big-headed evil spirit, and the two fierce ghosts got too close, they would be suppressed, affecting their strength.

Relying on this gravitational field, Cao Xingyue fought with both offense and defense, his formidable strength making him the fourth in the last competition.

“Cao Xingyue is already using his bloodline power so soon, isn’t that a bit exaggerated?”

An older student couldn’t believe it.

But just then, the sonic attack of the big-headed evil spirit suddenly changed, becoming deep and rapid, as visible ripples of tightly packed sound waves surged forward.

When the sonic attack of the big-headed evil spirit made contact with the force field, it caused it to distort, its strength diminished, and even the outermost layer of the field started to disintegrate and vanish.

“Ghost Mist Maneuver.”

Situ Lin Yu’s body surged with a piece of dark gray ghastly mist, enveloping the competition platform in an instant.

Howl! Hoo!

In the mist, gradually, numerous evil spirits and ghostly figures began to appear, quickly forming several hundred silhouettes.

In this ghost mist, the big-headed evil spirit and the two fierce ghosts moved ghost-like, with lightning speed.

Boom boom!

All of the evil spirits and ghosts, including the big-headed evil spirit, the fierce ghosts, and Situ Lin Yu, moved quickly, turning the ghost mist into a tornado of vapor.

“No… How can this kid be so powerful?”

Cao Xingyue was frightened in his heart.

At this moment, he felt as if he was trapped in an abyss of fierce ghosts, surrounded by howling winds, trapped within.

He felt that no matter what he did, it was futile.

“The will to fight is lost, attack!”

Situ Lin Yu gave a low shout.

Originally, this Ghost Mist Maneuver had the ability of mental interference. In the unpredictable ghost mist, Situ Lin Yu also unleashed the power of the Illusion Path, affecting Cao Xingyue’s mindset.

Moreover, Cao Xingyue himself was not firm in spirit and had flaws, and now his will to fight was lost.

Boom bang!

After a thunderous explosion, the ghost mist dispersed, and Cao Xingyue was half-kneeling on the ground, his clothes ripped to shreds, and his face pale.

He was defeated!

The scene went silent.

Some among them had anticipated Cao Xingyue might lose, but they did not expect him to be defeated so quickly!

“This kid also needs to be suppressed…”

Yun Yingwu’s face was gloomy.

Just now, Chen Yu had defeated several people in succession, and now with Situ Lin Yu defeating Cao Xingyue, the Wumo Feng Academy’s visibility had grown even more.

But as the champion of the competition two years prior, how could he, Yun Yingwu, graciously challenge someone ten to twenty years his junior? Even if he won, he’d likely not receive a bit of applause.

In the sky, an elderly man laughed and said, “Great Elder, this child is the Wuxi Institute’s most talented in this year’s competition, known as the ‘Evil Genius’.”

“Indeed, the child is quite extraordinary, and it seems he’s had some major opportunities,” the youthful Great Elder nodded.

The elderly man felt slightly pleased, as this was the first time the Great Elder had agreed with him so far.

“Next up is the peak duel of the tea gathering, where all the strong will make their move,” the elderly man continued, then his gaze shifted towards the distance.

After several matches, the Eighth Prince from the Imperial Family took the stage.

“Ye Chengfeng, I would like to spar with you.”

The Eighth Prince said solemnly.

He was the second overall in this year’s competition, the strongest after Situ Lin Yu, and Ye Chengfeng was the third in the last competition, now even stronger in the Middle Stage of Guiyuan Realm!

“You’ve got courage, daring to challenge me at the peak of the Early Guiyuan Realm.”

Ye Chengfeng’s eyes shone, his Sword Intent radiating out.

His main targets this trip were Chen Yu and Yunhai Zhen, but since Chen Yu’s demonstrated strength was unfathomably deep and Yunhai Zhen had not yet fought, he had refrained from taking action.

Now that someone challenged him, he would warm up first, hone his sword, and then charge towards his targets!

Ye Chengfeng leaped onto the platform, a crystalline sword in his hand shining out bright crystal sword light, lifting his entire being to a transcendental level.

The Eighth Prince was also a swordsman. The moment he made his move, he stabbed out several swords in succession, forming a fiery sword net.

Ye Chengfeng’s eyes narrowed slightly, his arm swung, and everyone only felt the dazzling crystal light before they saw a giant crystal sword slashing down from the sky, its aura intimidating and overwhelming.

Boom!

With one sword slash, the fiery web broke, and the flames exploded.

The Eighth Prince hurriedly dodged, the platform echoing with loud booms, leaving behind a clear sword mark.

“Even after a dozen or so consecutive strikes, the Eighth Prince still didn’t match up to Ye Chengfeng’s single sword.”

“The paths they’ve taken are completely different. On the other hand, Ye Chengfeng’s attacks are simple and predictable, while the Eighth Prince’s sword is full of unpredictable changes, endless and relentless.”

The spectators started discussing, as both were renowned Sword Dao talents.

“Indeed formidable.”

The Eighth Prince thought to himself, but he was not ready to concede.

Whoom boom!

The aura around him surged, and a layer of golden flame light appeared around a dozen zhang, at the same time, the Eighth Prince’s skin coated with a layer of gold, with a hint of fiery patterns emerging.

“Fierce Sun True Fire!”

Simultaneously, the Eighth Prince raised his hand, and a dazzling golden fireball emerged, the true fire that the Yun Family specialized in refining.

Facing a formidable opponent like Ye Chengfeng, the Eighth Prince went all out.

Boom!

The Eighth Prince slashed out three swords again, crossing them and aiming at Ye Chengfeng.

Within these three strikes, his amplification from Bloodline Power was merged with the Fierce Sun True Fire, raising its power well beyond the ordinary.

“Slash.”

Ye Chengfeng didn’t waver in the slightest, blandly swinging his second sword.

Boom!

A loud sound erupted, as Sword Qi spread far and wide.

This strike, the two of them were actually evenly matched.

Swoosh!

Ye Chengfeng moved swiftly, like a sharp precious sword racing across the dueling platform.

Around his body, Sword Intent mingled with the wind, as though an invisible wall of Sword Qi enveloped him, forming an intangible defensive power.

The Eighth Prince’s cultivation was inferior to Ye Chengfeng’s, and he was even slower, unable to disrupt Ye Chengfeng’s moves.

At one moment, Ye Chengfeng’s figure paused, and the Sword Light burst forth, dazzling and piercing, as the Sword Intent condensed into something almost tangible, stabbing in all directions.

“I’ve lost!”

The Eighth Prince had already unleashed his strongest power, with no chance against Ye Chengfeng’s third sword.

So, he exerted all his strength, channeling every bit into defense.

Boom!

With one sword strike, the figure of the Eighth Prince was sent flying.

“Defeated, but to withstand three swords from Ye Chengfeng, the Eighth Prince is quite remarkable indeed.”

“Yes, in my memory, aside from Chen Yu, no one with lower cultivation than Ye Chengfeng has managed to block his three swords. The Eighth Prince, though defeated, died honorably.”

There was a buzz of discussion all around.

“Ye Chengfeng, I challenge you to a battle!”

The one who was ranked sixth in the ultimate previous competition stepped onto the dueling platform.

Both of their cultivations were at the Middle Stage of the Guiyuan Realm, but this person still lost to Ye Chengfeng upon receiving the third sword.

“Too strong.”

“Just in terms of the might of a single sword, probably no one can surpass him.”

Yunhai Zhen also looked on with a slightly solemn gaze, scrutinizing Ye Chengfeng more seriously, and said, “This person cannot be taken lightly either.”

“Brother Ye, let’s have a match.”

Jiang Chen ascended the dueling platform.

Both men were from the Sky Sword Academy, both had placed third in the great competition, their cultivation levels were also the same, and they even hailed from the same family!

“The third place from the ultimate previous competition versus the third place from the previous one!”

This battle caught everyone’s attention.

“Good.”

Ye Chengfeng nodded, Jiang Chen was one of the opponents he wanted to spar with.

Sss!

Jiang Chen suddenly moved, and before anyone saw him draw his sword, they saw a blade of Sword Wind fly out, exceedingly fast.

Ye Chengfeng hurriedly dodged, narrowly avoiding Jiang Chen’s sword.

“The reputation of the Gale Swordman is well-deserved,” he murmured to himself, becoming even more cautious.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Two figures moved simultaneously, with Jiang Chen closely following behind Ye Chengfeng, their sword strikes meeting like the wind and shadow, thrusting out rapidly.

Even as Ye Chengfeng pushed his speed to the limit, he still found it hard to shake off Jiang Chen.

Fortunately, he had completed his first sword strike and slashed down.

Boom!

After releasing one sword strike, Ye Chengfeng immediately distanced himself, knowing full well that his first sword would not defeat Jiang Chen.

“Gale Sword Rain.”

Jiang Chen pursued again, unleashing a powerful sword technique, and innumerable black Sword Shadows appeared like wind and rain, chasing down Ye Chengfeng.

Ye Chengfeng’s gaze sharpened, and from within his body, a series of small white swords flew out, forming a sword-shaped light shield, warding off Jiang Chen’s strike.

“This Jiang Chen’s Swordsmanship, it seems familiar,” Chen Yu thought to himself as he watched Jiang Chen on the dueling platform, recalling the man in a douli he encountered in the ruins of the Yinluo Sect, whose Swordsmanship was strikingly similar.

Initially, the douli-clad man concealed his true strength, but later, during his fight with the transformed Red-clothed Sister, he revealed his full power and repelled her.

Roar!

On the platform, the clash between two top Sword Cultivators was an astounding spectacle.

“Their understanding of sword techniques has reached a pinnacle!”

“This is so exciting, who will emerge victorious?”

The fourth sword!

Ye Chengfeng executed his fourth stroke.

“Sudden Wind Sword Strike!”

The douli-clad Jiang Chen pointed upwards, where a cyan Sword Wind continuously spiraled and condensed, his Sword Intent formidable.

With a ferocious swing from the man in the douli, an immense cyan Sword Light in the form of a wind rushed violently forth.

Boom!

Their swords collided, creating a tremendous Sword Qi storm that swept across the area.

After the explosion, both men still stood defiantly on the dueling platform.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen’s corner of the mouth trickled blood: “Blue is extracted from the indigo but is more vivid than it, I, Jiang Chen, admit defeat.”

In fact, Jiang Chen’s purpose in proposing a spar with Ye Chengfeng was not solely for the match itself; another reason was involved.

Sky Star Academy had Fu Sanguang, Yunyang Academy had Yunhai Zhen and Yun Yingwu, No Demon Academy had Chen Yu and Situ Lin Yu.

The Sky Sword Academy’s limelight was somewhat lacking, and knowing he wasn’t as talented in Sword Dao as Ye Chengfeng, he used himself to bolster Ye Chengfeng’s success.

There was also another reason; the Ye Family had suggested that Jiang Chen intentionally lose to Ye Chengfeng at the tea gathering.

Jiang Chen did not agree. He wouldn’t feign defeat; and besides, he didn’t need to– even the Ye Family underestimated Ye Chengfeng’s strength.

Overall, he was defeated by Ye Chengfeng, so he could still go to the Ye Family to receive some benefits.

“Jiang Chen is defeated, Ye Chengfeng is actually that strong!”

“The old are replaced by the new.”

“Chen Yu!”

As the duel concluded, Ye Chengfeng’s gaze suddenly focused on Chen Yu, sharp beyond measure.