115: Four Major Competitions

Time flew by in ten days.

Supported by the miraculous auxiliary capabilities of the haotian jade space, combined with the aid of various Medicinal Pills, Yang Lingchen's cultivation level advanced by leaps and bounds, breaking through two layers in succession to successfully reach the seventh layer of the Spirit Sea Realm.

During these ten days, Yang Lingchen also diligently practiced a Divine-Grade Domain Breaking Fist, a fist technique with brutal power, claiming to be able to break any Domain.

"Yang Lingchen, get out here!"

Just as Yang Lingchen was Cultivating vigorously, Ouyang Yunmeng's angry shout came from outside the door.

Without time to think, Yang Lingchen quickly exited the haotian jade space and opened the door, saying respectfully: "Greetings, Peak Master."

"Why are you hiding in your room all day? Don't you know the Four Sect Grand Competition is coming up soon?"

Ouyang Yunmeng scolded, her beautiful Face looking even more moving due to her anger.

"So soon?"

Yang Lingchen was also surprised. He had been completely immersed in Cultivation and didn't expect time to have passed so quickly.

He also didn't expect that this session of Cultivation had actually lasted ten days.

"Huh! How did you Cultivate, kid? You actually Breakthrough to the seventh layer of the Spirit Sea Realm."

Ouyang Yunmeng's beautiful eyes widened, an expression of disbelief on her Face.

One had to know that when they first met, this kid was only at the eighth layer of the Spiritual Profound Realm. Now, only a little over a month had passed, and he had actually Breakthrough to the seventh layer of the Spirit Sea Realm. This speed of Breakthrough truly surprised her.

"Making a fuss over nothing, isn't that how all Geniuses Breakthrough?"

Yang Lingchen smiled sheepishly, a hint of smugness on his Face.

Possessing the haotian jade space and Ling Juechen's memories, Yang Lingchen didn't feel there was anything strange about breaking through a major Realm in a month.

"Stop talking nonsense, pack up quickly, we are leaving now for the Phoenix Divine Dynasty to participate in the Four Sect Grand Competition." Ouyang Yunmeng urged, her tone urgent.

"In such a hurry?" Yang Lingchen asked in surprise, not expecting the time to be so tight.

"From here to the Phoenix Divine Dynasty, even by mysterious boat, it takes seven or eight days. You tell me, is it urgent?" Ouyang Yunmeng said crossly, rolling her eyes at Yang Lingchen, somewhat dissatisfied with his reaction.

"Then let's go! I don't really have anything to pack." Yang Lingchen said, shrugging his shoulders; indeed, there was nothing special he needed to prepare.

"By the way, later, if anyone questions your strength, just slap their Face hard for me." Ouyang Yunmeng said, her eyes filled with anticipation and trust.

"That's no problem, but if something happens, you have to cover for me." Yang Lingchen said with a smile, blinking his eyes, looking somewhat playful.

"What level has your true combat power reached now?" Ouyang Yunmeng asked curiously, wanting to know just how amazing the results of Yang Lingchen's recent Cultivation were.

"Below the Seventh Layer of the King Realm, I am invincible." Yang Lingchen said indifferently, his tone full of confidence.

"You kid aren't bragging, are you?"

Ouyang Yunmeng didn't believe Yang Lingchen's words, frowning slightly, feeling that Yang Lingchen was exaggerating.

"Peak Master, if you suppress your cultivation level to the Sixth Layer of the King Realm, I lose if I don't beat your butt."

Yang Lingchen's mouth curved slightly upward, revealing a confident smile, his eyes flashing with a firm light.

"scoundrel, I want to see how you are going to beat my butt."

Ouyang Yunmeng's beautiful Face instantly turned furious. Provoked by Yang Lingchen's words, she directly suppressed her cultivation level to the Sixth Layer of the King Realm, then flashed and slapped a palm towards Yang Lingchen.

Yang Lingchen's Aura shook, fearless, and he met it head-on with a Domain Breaking Fist.

"Bang."

A sound of intense energy collision rang out. After one strike, Ouyang Yunmeng frowned. Through that strike, she could feel that Yang Lingchen's power was absolutely comparable to the Peak of the Sixth Layer of the King Realm.

Although she hadn't gained the upper hand in the previous strike, Ouyang Yunmeng didn't give up and continued to use her Movement Technique to attack Yang Lingchen.

Her figure was like a ghost, her speed dazzlingly fast.

Yang Lingchen was not to be outdone, instantly activating the Phantom Movement Technique. His figure became illusory, and combined with the Domain Breaking Fist, he kept smashing towards Ouyang Yunmeng.

Every punch carried powerful strength and Aura.

The two fought intensely like this.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves passed, and fine sweat gradually appeared on Ouyang Yunmeng's forehead. She hadn't expected that Yang Lingchen would be so difficult to deal with now. One had to know that a month ago, Yang Lingchen was still being crushed by her in every way.

As the battle deepened, under the suppression of Yang Lingchen's Movement Technique and fist technique, Ouyang Yunmeng finally revealed a flaw.

Seizing the opportunity, Yang Lingchen used the Phantom Movement Technique to instantly flash behind Ouyang Yunmeng and slapped a palm towards her back.

After all, Ouyang Yunmeng was a Genius of the Seventh Layer of the King Realm. Even if she suppressed her cultivation level to the Sixth Layer of the King Realm, her terrifying sensory ability was far from comparable to ordinary people at the Sixth Layer of the King Realm.

Detecting the crisis behind her, Ouyang Yunmeng turned around quickly.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen's palm was already about to hit Ouyang Yunmeng's chest.

Yang Lingchen never expected Ouyang Yunmeng's reaction to be so fast, so he quickly withdrew ninety percent of his force.

"Bang."

Without suspense, this palm slapped directly onto Ouyang Yunmeng's soft spot.

Holy crap.

Soft, extremely soft.

This..., big, it's really fucking big.

In a flash of lightning, Yang Lingchen quickly withdrew his hand, his Face instantly turning red.

"scoundrel, I'm going to castrate you today."

Ouyang Yunmeng scolded, instantly releasing her cultivation suppression. A powerful Aura erupted instantly, and she rushed towards Yang Lingchen like lightning.

Facing the furious Ouyang Yunmeng, Yang Lingchen was beaten into retreating repeatedly.

"Peak Master, it's a misunderstanding, this is definitely a misunderstanding!"

Yang Lingchen screamed as he was beaten, begging for mercy loudly while dodging the attacks.

Although Yang Lingchen possessed the terrifying ability of Cross-Rank Challenge, his combat limit was only at the Sixth Layer of the King Realm.

Facing Ouyang Yunmeng at the Seventh Layer of the King Realm, Yang Lingchen indeed found it difficult to have the power to resist.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

After a wild beating, Yang Lingchen fell to the ground, but his hands were firmly protecting his crotch.

"Let go of your hands, I promise I'll only kick once, then I'll let you go." Ouyang Yunmeng said coldly, her eyes filled with anger and shame.

"No, you might as well kill me!" Yang Lingchen said, his voice carrying a hint of determination.

Are you kidding? With Ouyang Yunmeng's strength, with this kick, even if Yang Lingchen had the Shrinking Yang Technique, he would probably be kicked until his anus ruptured.

"Do you want me to spare you once?" Ouyang Yunmeng sneered, her tone carrying a hint of threat.

"Yes, yes." Yang Lingchen said quickly, he didn't want to be truly crippled by Ouyang Yunmeng.

"Two hundred supreme grade king profound pills." Ouyang Yunmeng said coldly.

"Deal."

Yang Lingchen agreed immediately. Compared to his manhood, these two hundred king profound pills were insignificant, not to mention he had looted the medicine garden of Medicine King Valley and wasn't short of those Alchemy ingredients.

"Still not getting up?" Ouyang Yunmeng scolded.

"Oh!" Yang Lingchen quickly climbed up and patted the dust off his body.

Immortal Sword Sect Main Peak.

Led by Ouyang Yunmeng, Yang Lingchen came to the Main Peak Hall of the Immortal Sword Sect for the first time.

At this moment, the Sect Master Hall of the Immortal Sword Sect had already gathered several Elders and several young Disciples.

Seeing Yang Lingchen's arrival, a look of resentment appeared on Wang Xukun's Face.

"This old immortal, I will kill him sooner or later."

Yang Lingchen cursed in his heart, choosing to ignore Wang Xukun's hostility.

"Sect Master, for such a grand event as the Four Sect Grand Competition, Lingxiu Peak is actually sending a Disciple at the seventh layer of the Spirit Sea Realm to fight. Isn't this embarrassing for our Immortal Sword Sect?"

Peak Master of Wentian Peak, Wang Xukun, said sarcastically, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery.

"Peak Master Wang, since you look down on our Lingxiu Peak's Disciple so much, I wonder if you dare to let your First Disciple of Wentian Peak spar with my Lingxiu Peak's Disciple?"

Ouyang Yunmeng's flawless cheeks revealed a provocative smile, her eyes firm and full of confidence.

"Since Lingxiu Peak is not afraid of being slapped in the Face, then my Wentian Peak will naturally accompany you to the end."

Wang Xukun mocked, then turned to a young man in white: "Luo Hao, go!"

"Yes, Revered Master."

Luo Hao responded, then walked towards Yang Lingchen with a provocative look.

"Peak Master, don't, let's not fight! Everyone is a fellow Disciple, it won't be good if anyone gets hurt." Yang Lingchen said sheepishly, his Face carrying a hint of helplessness and retreat.

"What, are you afraid?"

Ouyang Yunmeng looked at Yang Lingchen with unkind eyes, a fire of anger rising in her heart, feeling that Yang Lingchen was too spineless.

"Yes, Disciple is indeed a bit afraid." Yang Lingchen said weakly, lowering his head, not daring to look into Ouyang Yunmeng's eyes.

"You...?"

Ouyang Yunmeng glared fiercely at Yang Lingchen. She didn't expect Yang Lingchen to dare to reject her Face, and the anger in her heart grew even stronger.

"Ha... ha... ha... ha..."

"Peak Master of Lingxiu Peak, is this the Disciple you want to take to the Grand Competition?"

Wang Xukun laughed, his laughter full of mockery and smugness.