64: Chapter 64 Surrounded by Powerful Enemies

Ye Chen defeated the Lunhai Realm First Level 'Mad Blade' Li Shan cleanly and efficiently.

This undoubtedly dropped a thunderbolt on the Sword Testing Platform.

Using the Pulse Opening Realm to slay a Wheel Sea Realm expert, and doing so by head-on confronting a Wheel Sea Realm Body Cultivator known for their strength.

This battle record forced everyone to re-evaluate the youth in green robes.

Those gazes that had previously held a hint of contempt due to his age and cultivation level were now entirely replaced by gravity, wariness, and even a trace of fear.

The Top Twelve were born. Apart from Ye Chen, the greatest anomaly, the other eleven all had cultivation levels of at least the Middle Stage of the Lunhai Realm First Level, with the highest reaching the Wheel Sea Realm Third Level!

They were all true elites of the younger generation in Qingyun Prefecture.

Zhao Feng, the Young City Lord of the City Lord's Mansion, remained mysterious and unfathomable, his Aura deep as if he hadn't used his full strength yet.

There were also a few ruthless characters from other cities or Loose Cultivators with sharp, piercing gazes.

Clearly, none of them were easy to deal with.

In the Lin family area, the atmosphere was lively.

Although Lin Dong stopped at the Top Twenty-Four, seeing Ye Chen advance strongly made him happier than if he had won himself.

Scarface, Chen Feng, and Liu Yiyi were also incredibly excited.

Although Lin Qingxue was separated by a veil, one could feel the gratification and a hint of pride in her eyes.

Lin Zhennan was stroking his beard and smiling, his gaze towards Ye Chen full of appreciation.

In contrast, the areas of the Wang and Ye families were deathly silent.

The Wang family went without saying; the Ye family's gazes towards Ye Chen were left with only deep wariness and a hint of hidden fear.

This youth had already spread his wings; he was no longer someone they could manipulate at will.

"Rest for one joss stick of time, then draw lots for the Top Eight tournament!" the referee announced loudly.

The Top Twelve went off stage to regulate their breathing.

Ye Chen returned to the Lin family area, and Lin Qingxue immediately handed him warm water and a Medicinal Pill.

He hadn't consumed too much; by slightly circulating his Cultivation Technique, he adjusted his state to the Peak.

Ice Fire True Essence surged within his body, and the Ice Lotus Imprint rotated slowly, keeping him at his Peak at all times.

After one joss stick of time, the drawing began. The Top Eight tournament would determine eight people from the twelve.

Ye Chen stepped forward and drew a wooden plaque.

"Number three."

His opponent was... "Number six."

Soon, the matchups were released.

Ye Chen's opponent was a tall, thin black-clothed youth with a pale face and sinister eyes.

He came from the "Iron Sword Gate" in the north of Qingyun Prefecture and was named "Cold Eagle," with a cultivation at the Peak of the Wheel-Sea Realm Second Level.

He cultivated a cold and vicious technique called the "Profound Yin Finger."

In the previous two rounds, his opponents were often pierced through their protective True Essence by a single finger, their bodies invaded by cold qi, and they were defeated instantly; his methods were ruthless.

"Ye Chen versus Cold Eagle! First match!"

The two stepped onto the ring. Cold Eagle looked Ye Chen over, a sneer appearing on his pale face.

"Pulse Opening slaying a Wheel Sea Realm expert? Good luck. Unfortunately, encountering me, your good luck has come to an end. I will let you taste what real cold qi is."

Ye Chen was expressionless, the ice scar sword unsheathed, its tip pointing diagonally at the ground.

An invisible chill collided quietly with the cold Aura emitted by his opponent in the center of the ring, and the air seemed to congeal slightly.

"The match begins!"

"Profound Yin Finger, Piercing Gold and Splitting Stone!"

Cold Eagle struck first, his figure fluttering like a ghost, pointing a finger out, the tip shimmering with a ghostly blue light.

Carrying bone-chilling cold and the sharpness to pierce through everything, it went straight for Ye Chen's glabella!

The speed was extremely fast, and the angle was tricky.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed; Cold Eagle's movement technique and finger technique truly had their unique aspects.

He did not retreat or dodge; he flicked the ice scar sword, drawing an arc.

The sword tip trembled, precisely meeting the opponent's fingertip.

"Ding!"

An extremely faint, crisp sound.

The sword tip touched the fingertip.

Ye Chen only felt an extremely cold and vicious finger force, specifically designed to corrode Meridians, traveling along the sword body, causing his arm to go slightly numb.

And Cold Eagle was also shaken by the purer, more vast, yet scorching, vital Ice Fire True Essence coming from the sword, causing his fingers to ache.

He was secretly shocked.

"A bit of skill! Take another finger from me!"

Cold Eagle's figure swayed again, turning into several afterimages, pointing continuously from different directions!

The finger wind broke through the air, making "chi chi" sounds, like a poisonous snake spitting its tongue, covering Ye Chen's vital points.

Ye Chen pushed his "Mist Transformation Steps" to the limit, weaving through the sky full of finger shadows.

The ice scar sword danced, blocking, parrying, stabbing, or slicing, neutralizing the cold finger winds one by one.

The two fought with speed against speed, leaving afterimages on the ring, and the sound of clashing metal and piercing air never ceased.

The audience below watched, dazzled, holding their breath.

Cold Eagle's finger technique was indeed venomous and swift, and his movement technique was strange; he was truly difficult to deal with.

But Ye Chen's movement technique seemed to be even better, and his swordsmanship was steady and seasoned.

He was always able to resolve the crisis in the nick of time.

"Hmph! Profound Yin Cold Domain!"

Unable to win after a long attack, a trace of impatience flashed in Cold Eagle's eyes.

With a low shout, the ghostly blue light around his body flared.

A more cold, chilling Aura that seemed capable of freezing the Soul permeated, instantly covering half the ring!

This was the prototype of his Wheel Sea Realm Domain, which could greatly slow down the opponent's movements and amplify the power of his own cold qi!

Being in the Cold Domain, Ye Chen immediately felt his movements become sluggish.

His blood flow slowed down, and even his thinking seemed to be half a beat slower.

Cold Eagle seized the Opportunity, his finger pointing like lightning toward Ye Chen's heart!

"It's over!" A cruel smile appeared on Cold Eagle's face.

However, at the very moment his fingertip was about to touch Ye Chen's clothes.

In Ye Chen's eyes, ice-blue and golden-red light flashed and vanished.

The Ice Lotus Imprint in his body vibrated slightly.

A cold qi, more ancient, purer, and carrying the Concept of destruction and rebirth, erupted with a boom!

It not only instantly dispersed the surrounding cold restraint but also sent Cold Eagle's Cold Domain into disarray!

At the same time, Ye Chen's left hand formed a sword shape with his fingers, arriving after but striking first.

A faint Ice Fire vortex flashed at his fingertips and pointed at Cold Eagle's incoming wrist!

"Crack!" The sound of bone breaking was clearly audible.

"Ah!"

Cold Eagle screamed, his entire arm instantly covered in frost.

He was also burned by a hidden force, his Meridians felt excruciating pain, and his finger force dissipated instantly.

He retreated violently, looking at Ye Chen with extreme horror.

"You, your cold qi..."

Ye Chen did not give the opponent a chance to breathe, his figure following like a shadow.

The ice scar sword turned into a blue streak, piercing straight at his throat!

This sword was as fast as lightning, containing Ice Fire True Essence, sharp and peerless!

Cold Eagle's Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, his other hand slapped out in a hurry, trying to block.

"Puff!"

The sword light flashed, and blood splattered.

Cold Eagle's palm, which he had slapped out, was sliced off at the wrist!

The ice scar sword did not lose its momentum, stopping steadily three points in front of his throat.

The cold sword edge made goosebumps rise on his skin.

"Admit defeat, or die."

Ye Chen's voice was cold.

"I... I admit defeat!"

Cold Eagle's face was as pale as paper, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down, and he no longer cared about any dignity, shouting hoarsely.

The pain of the severed wrist and the threat of death that was close at hand caused him to completely collapse.

"Ye Chen, wins!"

The referee announced loudly.

There was another uproar from the audience below.

Another Peak of the Wheel-Sea Realm Second Level defeated!

And defeated so cleanly! Just how strong is this Ye Chen?

Ye Chen withdrew his sword, not even looking at Cold Eagle who was slumped on the ground, and drifted off the stage.

In this battle, he did not use the "Ice Fire Seal."

He won easily just by relying on his pure Ice Fire True Essence, powerful Physical Body, and his comprehension of the Concept.

His control over his own strength was becoming more and more handy.

The Top Eight tournament continued.

Zhao Feng also easily defeated an opponent at the Wheel-Sea Realm Second Level, showing unfathomable strength.

The other matches were also fierce, and in the end, the Top Eight were born.

Ye Chen, Zhao Feng, and six other Wheel Sea Realm Cultivators, two of whom reached the Wheel Sea Realm Third Level!

After a short rest, the draw for the Top Four tournament began.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and stepped forward to draw. He drew "Number one."

His opponent was... "Number four."

When the bracket was displayed, the whole audience gasped.

Ye Chen, against Zhao Feng!

The mysterious Young City Lord of the City Lord's Mansion, fighting the biggest dark horse of this selection, Ye Chen, who used the Pulse Opening Realm to slay a Wheel Sea Realm expert!

This was undoubtedly the most anticipated duel of the Top Four tournament, and even the entire selection tournament so far!

"Finally met."

Ye Chen looked towards the corner where Zhao Feng was.

The other party happened to look up, and their gazes collided in the air, as if sparks were flying.

In Zhao Feng's eyes, for the first time, a serious look appeared, as well as a hint of... excited Battle Intent.

"Ye Chen versus Zhao Feng! First match!"

With the referee's voice, the atmosphere of the whole arena reached its Peak.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes locked tightly on the ring.

Ye Chen and Zhao Feng jumped onto the ring at the same time.

Zhao Feng was still wearing simple black clothes, his figure was upright, and his Aura was restrained.

Yet he was like a peerless sword hidden in its sheath; although it was not unsheathed, it already made people feel invisible pressure.

He looked at Ye Chen and said.

"You are very strong, stronger than I imagined. You are qualified to make me use my sword."

As he spoke, he slowly untied the long, strip-like object that had been wrapped in cloth from his back.

He unwrapped the cloth strip, and inside was a long sword with a scabbard.

The scabbard was simple and unadorned, dark blue in color, without any decoration.

But the moment he gripped the hilt, a sharp and peerless Sword Intent, as if it could pierce the sky, soared into the sky!

The air of the entire ring seemed to become sharp.

"This sword is named 'Wufeng'."

Zhao Feng slowly unsheathed his sword.

As the sword came out of the sheath, there was no cold light.

Instead, it was an introverted, deep black-grey that seemed to absorb light.

But that Sword Intent was even more terrifying.

Ye Chen's eyes were grave.

He felt pressure, real pressure.

This Zhao Feng was definitely the strongest opponent he had ever encountered among his peers!

The purity and condensation of his Sword Intent, and the depth of his cultivation, far exceeded the previous Cold Eagle and even Black Wind Fiend.

"Please."

Ye Chen also slowly drew the ice scar sword, and ice-blue and golden-red light flowed.

A strange Sword Intent, mixed with destruction and rebirth, also rose.

It stood in opposition to Zhao Feng's sharp Sword Intent in the center of the ring, squeezing and colliding with each other, making "chi chi" sounds.

"Fight!"

Both of them moved almost simultaneously! Their figures turned into two phantoms and crashed fiercely together!

"Clang—!!!"

The first clash of the two swords erupted with a huge sound far exceeding the previous ones!

Blinding sparks splashed, and sharp Sword Qi shot in all directions.

On the specially made ring floor, deep sword marks were carved!

With one strike, both figures slid back several feet at the same time, actually evenly matched!

Ye Chen only felt his arm go numb; the opponent's sword was as heavy as a mountain, yet as fast as lightning, and the Sword Intent was pure and domineering.

A trace of surprise also flashed in Zhao Feng's eyes.

Ye Chen's sword not only had immense power, but the Ice Fire True Essence and that contradictory Concept contained within it.

Made his blood and Qi slightly stagnant.

"Good swordsmanship! Come again!"

Zhao Feng laughed loudly and moved again.

The "wufeng sword" turned into a black sword screen, carrying an unstoppable momentum, covering Ye Chen!

The swordsmanship was open and close, yet it contained countless exquisite changes.

Ye Chen pushed his "Mist Transformation Steps" and swordsmanship to the limit.

The ice scar sword also turned into a light and shadow intertwined with blue and golden-red, crazily colliding with that black sword screen!

The two fought with speed against speed, sword light crisscrossed, and Sword Qi overflowed.

On the ring, only two blurred figures and sword light flashing all over the sky could be seen.

The sound of clashing metal was like a storm, shaking people's eardrums until they hurt!

The audience below watched in a daze, forgetting to breathe.

This was a true Genius duel!

Every sword carried immense power, every move was exquisite, and it was extremely dangerous!

Ordinary Wheel Sea Realm First or Second Level Cultivators would probably not even be able to take a single move from them!

"The City Lord's Mansion's 'wufeng sword Art'! Truly powerful!"

"What is that swordsmanship of Ye Chen? Cultivating both Ice and Fire, unheard of!"

"Both of them are so strong! Who can win?"

On the northern spectator stand, two envoys from the Tianyun Sword Sect.

At this moment, they also sat up straight, watching the fierce battle on the ring intently, their eyes full of brilliance.

"This Zhao Feng, his talent in the sword Dao is indeed extraordinary; he has initially grasped the true meaning of 'Wufeng', and the future is promising."

"Ye Chen, this youth, makes me even more surprised. Ice and Fire complement each other, actually so harmonious, and the Concept is unique, containing a trace of Chaos? This youth must have a great secret and a great Opportunity!"

On the ring, the two had fought for more than a hundred moves, and it was still difficult to distinguish the winner.

Ye Chen exerted his Ice Fire True Essence and the Sword Intent of destruction to the limit, and Zhao Feng also displayed the "wufeng sword Art" to the fullest.

Both of them had added several wounds on their bodies, but their Battle Intent was getting higher and higher.

"Satisfying!" Zhao Feng drank loudly, and his momentum rose again.

"wufeng sword Art, Heavy Sword has no edge!"

He held the sword with both hands and raised it slowly.

A terrifying sword momentum that was as heavy as a mountain and seemed to be able to suppress the world locked onto Ye Chen!

This sword seemed slow.

But it contained infinite changes and an irresistible force; it was the killer move of the "wufeng sword Art"!

Facing this terrifying sword, Ye Chen's eyes were calm; he knew he couldn't hold back anymore.

He took a deep breath, the Ice Fire vortex in his body rotated crazily, and the Ice Lotus Imprint shone brightly.

The incomplete fragment obtained from the Profound Ice Palace deep in his Soul.

Also vibrated slightly, conveying a trace of the ancient Ice Law charm.

Ye Chen held the ice scar sword upright in front of his chest, on the sword body.

The ice-blue and golden-red light was unprecedentedly brilliant, and the phantom of that Ice Fire Seal appeared again.

And it was clearer than any time before, at the center of the imprint.

That spot of Chaos-colored light slowly lit up.

"Ice Fire Reincarnation Seal!"

He thrust his sword out, and at the tip of the sword, a tiny, slowly rotating Chaos vortex, interwoven with Ice and Fire, quietly emerged.

Radiating terrifying fluctuations of ending and creation, freezing and burning, it met the "Heavy Sword has no edge" that was suppressing down!