Wu Da brandished his long sword, sword qi whistling through the air as fierce, razor-sharp sword energy bloomed in the void.
Faced with this formidable sword energy, Ye Feng remained completely unfearful, meeting the attack head-on with his incomparably overbearing fist aura.
The sword qi whistled, and the fist aura blossomed.
The moment their bodies closed the distance, they erupted into an intensely fierce battle.
Seeing that Ye Feng was not falling behind in the slightest, Wu Da's expression darkened slightly.
"Breeze Sword Technique!"
Wu Da let out a low cry, unleashing the martial skill he had diligently practiced for many years.
A surge of cyan spiritual energy rippled across his long sword, instantly transforming into thousands of cyan swords that descended to shroud Ye Feng not far away.
Seeing this, Ye Feng advanced instead of retreating. Using the Wind God Step to close the distance, he shattered the unavoidable cyan swords one by one with his fist aura.
"What? How is Ye Feng's movement technique so agile? All those swords can't cause him the slightest bit of harm."
"That's the Wind God Step! The Wind God Step at the realm of perfection! Ye Feng actually mastered it to perfection overnight—how is that possible?"
The Yunhai Sect disciples stared in absolute astonishment as they watched this scene.
A movement technique that would take them a year, or even a decade, to master had been completely acquired by Ye Feng in a single day.
Seeing Ye Feng pressing closer and closer, a trace of panic flashed across Wu Da's eyes.
Faced with such a dense and powerful onslaught, Ye Feng was still able to launch a counterattack. How could this guy possibly be this strong?
But he quickly adjusted his mindset. In front of such a massive crowd, he absolutely could not afford to lose.
Wu Da channeled his spiritual energy to its absolute limit, making his Breeze Sword Technique grow increasingly fierce as a storm-like assault once again enveloped Ye Feng.
"Mountain and Sea Fist!"
Ye Feng let out a wild roar, a mighty aura erupting from within his body as a fist aura imbued with astonishing spiritual energy surged violently from his fist.
He threw nine punches in rapid succession, every single blow exploding with thunderous sound. The overwhelmingly dominant fist aura effortlessly tore through the rain of swords formed by thousands of cyan blades.
"Hah!"
Accompanied by a shout of sweeping momentum, the tenth punch of the Mountain and Sea Fist blasted forward with overwhelming force.
The power of this punch, having accumulated the strength of the previous nine strikes, had reached a truly terrifying degree.
The fist aura, carrying the might of mountains and seas, swept forward like a ferocious tiger descending from the mountains—possessing an unstoppable momentum that shattered everything in its path.
Faced with this earth-shattering punch, Wu Da's expression shifted drastically. This strike gave him the sensation of facing a martial artist at the Earth Martial Realm.
With nowhere to run, he could only raise his sword to parry, but a moment later, he witnessed a sight that would haunt him for the rest of his life.
"Clang!"
The long sword in his hand let out a crisp, mournful ring before shattering completely, transforming into a pile of broken fragments all over the ground.
The next instant!
A fist imbued with the power of mountains and seas filled his pupils, smashing him off the fighting arena in a single blow.
At that moment!
Silence!
A deathly stillness!
Not only had Wu Da lost, but his sword had also been completely shattered to pieces.
One had to remember that this was a Human-tier weapon, which was exceptionally sturdy. How much sheer force would it take to smash it apart barehanded?
Even an average Earth Martial Realm expert would likely find that difficult to achieve.
Yet Ye Feng, this freak of nature, had pulled it off purely through the Mountain and Sea Fist.
"Useless trash!"
Lin Ruoxue cursed under her breath, her face turning so gloomy it seemed capable of dripping water.
She had originally expected Wu Da to crush Ye Feng with his formidable strength.
Yet the ultimate outcome was that he was powerfully defeated by Ye Feng, his sword broken and his body injured.
Gazing at the radiant figure standing in the fighting arena, a sliver of regret quietly sprouted deep within Lin Ruoxue's heart.
The genius whom everyone once looked up to in despair seemed to have completely returned overnight—and he was even more brilliant and dazzling than before.
Within the crowd, Qin Beichen, who held the status of Core Disciple, wore a look of profound shock on his face.
To cross six minor realms and powerfully defeat Wu Da, this guy Ye Feng's strength was probably enough to rival an Earth Martial Realm expert.
He harbored a faint suspicion: had Ye Feng deliberately lingered in the Qi Martial Realm back then precisely to frantically compress the spiritual energy within his body to an insanely monstrous degree?
Su Changxi gazed at the tall, upright figure on the fighting arena, a gentle smile blooming across her exquisite face.
This was her man.
Even after delaying his cultivation for a full decade, he still shone with a blinding brilliance.
"Lin Ruoxue, I'll be waiting for you at the Ye Clan to put an end to this binding relationship of many years."
Ye Feng called out in a ringing voice, then leaped down from the fighting arena and arrived right beside Wu Da.
"One thousand Spirit Stones. Hand them over."
Faced with the formidable Ye Feng, Wu Da did not dare to put up any resistance whatsoever, directly handing over his meager supply of ten thousand Spirit Stones.
Afterward, Ye Feng took another seven thousand-plus Spirit Stones won from the wager and strode away proudly.
"Useless trash Wu Da, and he's even ranked twentieth among the outer disciples—bah!"
"Exactly. He couldn't even beat Ye Feng. All these years of cultivation really went down the drain."
The Yunhai Sect disciples who had lost their Spirit Stones cursed angrily at Wu Da.
Overwhelmed with rage and humiliation, Wu Da passed out on the spot.
After leaving the fighting arena, Ye Feng was hurrying toward the sect gates when a figure suddenly appeared to block his path.
"Something the matter?"
Upon noticing that the other person was wearing the distinct attire of a Core Disciple, Ye Feng asked neither servile nor overbearing.
"Ye Feng, I don't care what reason Su Changxi has for getting close to you, but you are to stay away from her, or else you won't be able to bear the consequences."
Qin Beichen threatened coldly.
Su Changxi was a woman he had set his sights on, and he absolutely would not allow anyone else to lay a finger on her.
Hearing this threat, Ye Feng directly ignored the other party.
This guy must be out of his mind, coming up and threatening him out of nowhere.
Furthermore, Su Changxi was his woman now; if this fellow ever found out, wouldn't he be so enraged he'd explode on the spot?
"I, Ye Feng, don't need you telling me how to do things."
Ye Feng replied coldly.
Now that his cultivation speed had recovered, given a little time, it wouldn't even take him a few months to defeat this Core Disciple.
"Don't think that having a bit of cultivation talent gives you the right to act like nobody else exists. There are people in this world you simply cannot afford to provoke."
Qin Beichen narrowed his eyes, a faint killing intent welling up in his heart.
He was a Core Disciple of the Yunhai Sect, and his father was a Vice Sect Master to boot—yet this punk dared to treat him with such utter disregard.
He was simply courting death.
Faced with this threat, Ye Feng simply chose to ignore him and walked straight past his side.
He didn't go looking for trouble, but he wasn't afraid of it either.
"This brat..."
Qin Beichen watched Ye Feng's retreating figure, a malicious and fierce glint flashing in his eyes.
Standing off to the side, Su Changxi also sensed the anomaly in their recent conversation.
This Qin Beichen had been pursuing her relentlessly, and news of her getting a bit too close to Ye Feng lately had probably reached this fellow's ears.
It seemed she and Ye Feng still needed to keep some distance when others were around, otherwise trouble might befall Ye Feng.