231: Chapter 231 Burning Flames

Boom!

The crescent moon slashed against the earth-yellow barrier, cutting it open, while the flame crescent simultaneously vanished in mid-air.

On the other side, Zheng Yiquan and the tall, robust man watched. One cursed fiercely in his heart, while the expression of the other shifted from ugly to joyful.

After exchanging only a few rounds with the Zheng Yiquan before him, the tall, robust man was comprehensively suppressed, being no match for him at all.

Yet unexpectedly, the young man whose cultivation was much weaker than his own had instead suppressed his opponent, and judging by the look of it, his strength was also much greater than his own.

Chen Lingyan raised his sword once more and slashed down. The Cultivation Technique he cultivated was the Burning Flame Heaven-Breaking Technique, and the Spell he unleashed was precisely the Burning Flame Crescent Slash from this Cultivation Technique.

Another round of Burning Flame Crescent Slash was sent out, causing the expression of Bai Tianhong to turn extremely ugly. He had not expected to be suppressed and beaten by his opponent when clearly both sides were at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining.

Looking at the Burning Flame Crescent that was already close at hand, he hastily conceded defeat; he certainly did not want to die here.

After he conceded defeat, the previously vanished elder of the Qian Family made a move that no one saw; they only saw that the crescent moon within the arena had been wiped away.

"Fall back!"

Watching such miraculous methods, the heart of Chen Lingyan was shaken beyond measure. Even a Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Perfection Cultivator would not dare claim they could easily take that previous move, yet a move like that had been casually wiped away. The crucial part was that no one knew how the other party had made their move.

Is the gap between the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Perfection and a Foundation Establishment Cultivator truly so insurmountable?

No, it seemed that Seventh Uncle had once defeated a Foundation Establishment Cultivator while in the Qi Refinement Stage.

Chen Lingyan looked at the four people still engaged in fierce battle in the arena. Aside from the tall, robust man and Zheng Yiquan, the other two were also close to deciding the outcome.

Just as Chen Lingyan intended to step in and assist the Cultivator from his side, Feng Huayuan had already defeated the Cultivator from his own side.

Feng Huayuan looked at Chen Lingyan with wary eyes. Exchanging glances with Zheng Yiquan, he then launched an attack towards Chen Lingyan.

As soon as he made his move, several Talismans were blasted out.

Seeing this, Chen Lingyan was well prepared. He pinched an escape Talisman and hurriedly dodged. After escaping the range of the attack, he then slashed out with a sword.

Sword light flickered, shooting straight towards the Feng Huayuan before him.

As a First-tier Medium Grade Talisman Master, Feng Huayuan had quite a few First-tier Medium Grade Talismans in his possession, always tossing them out several at a time. He knew that his First-tier Medium Grade Talismans would find it hard to threaten a Late Qi Refining Stage Cultivator, so he had no choice but to do this.

Several defensive Talismans blocked in front of him, but under the unstoppable attack of that sword light, they all shattered instantly.

However, Feng Huayuan still did not panic. He produced a First-tier High Grade defensive Magical Artifact, the Golden Light Shield, blocking the sword light whose might had been largely consumed. At the same time, he took out a First-tier High Grade Flying Sword, the Golden Light Sword, and launched it.

Watching the Golden Light Sword hurtling towards him, Chen Lingyan released the red flying sword from his hand, entangling it with the Golden Light Sword.

Then, he formed hand seals with both hands and struck out with a palm, the Burning Flame Bone-Dissolving Palm.

The giant flame palm, possessing the power to incinerate everything, attacked Feng Huayuan.

While driving the Golden Light Sword—which blossomed with a beam of golden light that illuminated the surroundings—Feng Huayuan simultaneously defended with all his might against the giant flame palm before him!

"Oh no!"

Before his eyes, everywhere the gaze of Chen Lingyan reached was replaced by golden light. Even the tall, robust man and Zheng Yiquan were affected by this golden light.

The crowd off the stage was no exception either. Chen Lingwu felt somewhat worried, terrified that Chen Lingyan would be counterkilled after losing his vision.

After all, the cultivation and strength of those few far surpassed his own, leaving him unable to accurately judge who had a higher chance of winning.

Chen Lingyan immediately commanded the red flying sword to entangle the Golden Light Sword. However, having been illuminated by that golden light just moments ago had caused him to hesitate for a split second, and now he could no longer perceive the whereabouts of that Golden Light Sword.

So this is the true purpose of this Flying Sword, huh?!

Its speed was not fast, but it could obstruct the vision of others by releasing golden light. At the same time, that golden light also possessed the effect of confusing Divine Sense perception, so once vision was lost, one could no longer perceive the location of the Golden Light Sword through Divine Sense.

Swish!

A sound of piercing through the air rang beside the ear of Chen Lingyan. The heart of Chen Lingyan skipped a beat, and he hurriedly dodged.

Hiss!

The left side of his lower abdomen was slashed open. Fortunately, he dodged in time, otherwise that sword would have been enough to cut off his head.

After this sword strike, the vision of Chen Lingyan slowly recovered. Before him, several Fireball Talismans were blasted over.

He hurriedly manipulated the red flying sword to return for reinforcement. Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

The red flying sword sliced open the few fireballs before him one by one, immediately after which he drove the red flying sword straight toward Feng Huayuan.

Feng Huayuan had managed to take the giant flame palm with great difficulty. Originally, taking advantage of the inability of the opponent to sense his Flying Sword, even if they dodged the first move, they would not be able to handle the second move.

Yet he had not expected that even like this, it was still not enough—not enough to resolve the young man before him.

What on earth was the background of this person? He had never seen him in Cang Prefecture City before; could he be a scion of some Purple Mansion faction?

He had countless doubts in his heart, but as the red flying sword continuously tore through his defenses, he had no choice but to concede defeat and step down. Since he realized he could not win, there was no need to continue wasting time.

On the other side, the tall, robust man was also defeated; his left arm had been chopped off at the shoulder by Zheng Yiquan.

"Thirty-ninth Brother is truly formidable, defeating two Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Cultivators in succession." Chen Lingwu felt heartfelt pride.

"Only two are left. I did not expect both of their strengths to be extraordinary. I am afraid that even if two ordinary Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Perfection Cultivators came, they might not necessarily be able to take down either of them," the Cultivators off the stage discussed.

"That statement is a bit exaggerated. Defeating a Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Perfection Cultivator easily is possible, but which of the Cultivators who can Cultivate to the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining Perfection is simple? As long as they join hands, the strength they display is not one plus one equals two, but exceeds two, possibly reaching three or four," another person retorted.

"That is true. However, I do know that Zheng Yiquan; he has settled in Cang Prefecture City for several years. But as for that cyan-robed man, which faction background does he come from to actually possess such strength?"

"I do not know, but the Seniors within our Family have already gone to investigate. For a Genius like this, we must maintain good relations with him."

The discussion of the crowd did not disturb the two people on the stage. The tall, robust man clutched his already-stemmed arm and silently left the arena.

Xie Lingyun looked at the two people on the stage with a burst of curiosity as well, though much more of it was directed towards Chen Lingyan.

"Yucheng, go investigate where this Fellow Daoist comes from!" she instructed.

Xie Yucheng acknowledged, then went down to arrange manpower to investigate.

"I would like to see which Family clan member he is." The gaze of Xie Lingyun was filled with appraisal as she spoke softly and calmly.

On the stage, Chen Lingyan and Zheng Yiquan stood separately.

"Where does the Fellow Daoist hail from? This one is Zheng Yiquan. Having been in Cang Prefecture for so many years, this one has never seen Fellow Daoist before." Zheng Yiquan grew curious, carefully recalling the features related to this person, yet there was not the slightest bit of information about this person in his mind.

"Fellow Daoist Zheng, this one is Chen Lingyan, and arrived in Cang Prefecture only these past few days," Chen Lingyan explained.

"I see. I did not expect Fellow Daoist Chen to encounter such a thing right upon arriving in Cang Prefecture; you could say it is the luck of Fellow Daoist. Why not, after the competition ends later, be willing to get thoroughly drunk with me at the Yixiang Garden?"

Chen Lingyan nodded.

"Please."