"Ye Qingchen has come out!"
With a loud shout, the attention of the entire training ground instantly focused there.
And there he was.
A young man in a green robe, carrying a long sword on his back, walked slowly forward.
The one who came was Ye Qingchen.
As he walked, the crowd opened up before him like a receding tide.
Seeing him was indeed Ye Qingchen.
The senior members of the Ye Family immediately had a chilly glint in their eyes, while Ye Cangliu gave a mocking smile, looking confident and ready.
The people of Cyan Cloud City also turned their gaze toward him.
"Not to mention anything else, just this calm demeanor and courage already surpass his peers. Given time, he will surely achieve greater heights. It's a pity..." The patriarch of the Zhao Family, Zhao Jiuling, sighed deeply.
What a pity, he didn't say, but everyone understood.
The battle today would not only change the destiny of the Ye Family but also reshuffle the power dynamics within Cyan Cloud City.
Many people showed a look of regret.
Even though Ye Qingchen had been supporting the Ye Family alone for several years, turning the tide countless times, he now faced Ye Wushuang, who had already attained the position of Martial Arts Grandmaster.
Wu Shanhe's eyes were slightly closed, seemingly dozing off.
To him, Ye Wushuang was his disciple, capable of sweeping across the entire Cyan Cloud City effortlessly. Let alone a mere youngster like Ye Qingchen?
"You certainly have the courage, daring not to flee!" As everyone's thoughts diverged, upon seeing Ye Qingchen ascend the stage, Ye Wushuang burst into a loud laugh, his eyes filled with arrogance and disdain.
"I, Ye Qingchen! Would rather stand and die than live kneeling!"
"Who among you is first to meet death?"
Ye Qingchen slowly spoke, his voice resolute.
As his words fell, everyone around him was shocked. Such courage and audacity! But soon, they shook their heads repeatedly. In the face of absolute strength, mere courage was not enough!
This was nothing more than a path to self-destruction!
"At death's door and still unaware!"
Ye Cangliu's eyes sharpened, about to move his arm.
However!
Ye Wushuang sneered:
"Since you dared to come out, you should be prepared to die. Ye Qingchen, you are known as the top expert of the Ye Family; do you dare to face me in a battle?"
"Today, with your blood, I will prove to the Ye Family, to Cyan Cloud City, to the entire world, that your era has come to an end! And killing you would be as easy as lifting a finger!"
Ye Wushuang's eyes were full of mockery:
"However, remembering your past contributions to the Ye Family, if you kneel and beg now, perhaps I may spare your pathetic life!"
"You are not worthy!"
Ye Qingchen kept one hand behind his back, and the other slightly lifted.
Ye Wushuang upon seeing this, was filled with rage.
As a Martial Arts Grandmaster, he was like a Divine Dragon in the sky. And yet, this Ye Qingchen, whom he regarded as an ant, dared to show such contempt.
"Courting death!"
With an angry shout, he stomped the ground fiercely, causing the entire platform to tremble. A formidable aura, like a vast tide, surged out, raising a storm of dust and energy.
In everyone's eyes, Ye Wushuang's figure seemed to suddenly grow three feet taller.
"Martial Arts Grandmaster!"
The spectators from Cyan Cloud City exclaimed in astonishment.
Although they already knew of Ye Wushuang's status, having not witnessed it firsthand, there was still a glimmer of hope in their hearts. But this scene now shattered their final illusions.
"Oh oh oh!"
The younger members of the Ye Family let out ecstatic howls, near madness.
The Ye Family had produced a Martial Arts Grandmaster!
From today onwards, the Ye Family would soar, becoming the greatest family in Cyan Cloud City!
"The outcome is decided, nothing more needs to be done!"
The elders of the Ye Family exchanged glances and smiled with relief.
Ye Cangliu's eyes were filled with pride and satisfaction; from now on, the Ye Family would be under his control!
While the crowd was in awe, Ye Wushuang's momentum reached its peak. With a step forward, appearing as if he had shrunk the ground to inches, he stood in front of Ye Qingchen and threw a fierce punch!
This punch was accompanied by a mighty gust of wind, and in their eyes, Ye Wushuang's punch seemed like a collapsing mountain, a giant wave sweeping the earth, seemingly crushing all obstacles!
"So powerful!"
Everyone in the arena gasped, feeling chills in their hearts. Although the punch wasn't aimed at them, they could still feel its tremendous pressure.
Such an existence, simply unbeatable!
"This punch alone might be enough to ensure Ye Qingchen's body is never found!"
As everyone couldn't help but think this.
An incredible scene unfolded:
Faced with Ye Wushuang's irresistible force, Ye Qingchen did not retreat but advanced instead, stepping forward fiercely and threw a majestic punch as well.
At first, the punch seemed slow, but it soon resembled a submerged dragon rising, a truly earth-shattering move. The rolling fist wind, upon contact with Ye Qingchen's fist, immediately exploded apart.
Then, under the gaze of countless shocked people, the two punches collided violently.
"Bang!"
With a dull explosive sound.
Ye Wushuang's body trembled, spouting a mist of blood. His figure shot back like an arrow from a bow, crashing heavily onto the platform, skidding over ten meters away.
"How is that possible?"
In that moment, Ye Cangliu was so astonished he almost leapt up.
Yet, there was no one who could answer him.
Inside and outside the training ground, there was a deathly silence; everyone was dumbfounded, as if they'd seen a ghost. The cheering Zhao Family members seemed to have their throats clutched, with their eyes bulging!
Clatter!
At this moment.
Ye Qingchen's aura was no longer concealed, surging out like a tidal wave. Rolling Qi Force stirred up dust all around in the blink of an eye, sweeping through like a thousand troops galloping swiftly.
And Ye Qingchen, seemed to stand between heaven and earth!
"Martial Arts Grandmaster!"
Wu Shanhe suddenly opened his eyes wide, a gleam flashing through them.
Mo Chen stared incredulously.
To everyone watching.
Ye Qingchen's battle with Ye Wushuang was akin to a death wish, a mere act of self-destruction. No one had paid him any attention thus far. But who could have imagined, this seven-day promise led to this most spectacular scene.
As the words fell, the crowd erupted into a roar, an uproar!
They never expected that a minor Ye Family could produce two Martial Arts Grandmasters at once.
"Ye Qingchen!"
Ye Wushuang was shocked and angry, he never expected the opponent would also become a Martial Arts Grandmaster. Didn't the opponent drink poisoned wine and suffer grave injuries? Even if unscathed, it was impossible to advance so rapidly overnight.
But at this moment, he couldn't think anymore, because Ye Qingchen had already charged forth.
Within several feet, Ye Qingchen arrived in a flash, like a leopard, rushing fiercely, directly advancing before Ye Wushuang, simultaneously lifting his right foot abruptly, then stamping down like thunder.
"Not good!"
Ye Wushuang's heart surged with warning signs, not daring to resist, quickly retreating.
The crowd, astonished at Ye Wushuang's retreat without fighting, saw Ye Qingchen's foot slam down emphatically!
"Boom!"
Like a giant beast trampling.
The whole ground trembled slightly, many were jolted into a leap. With a 'crack', countless mottled fractures spread out from Ye Qingchen's foot.
"How is this possible?"
Ye Family's higher-ups looked ashen.
They originally thought today's battle would end with Ye Wushuang's overwhelming victory, but who knew the situation would completely reverse.
Ye Cangliu was almost grinding his teeth to powder as he hurriedly shouted: "Ye Wushuang, don't hold back!"
Other Elders also raised their voices loudly.
Since they defected, everything they had was bound to Ye Wushuang, naturally hoping for his victory. They wished Ye Wushuang would kill Ye Qingchen in just a few strikes.
Hearing the shouts, Ye Wushuang was ashamed and furious.
How could he possibly be holding back? Clearly, Ye Qingchen's strength was too formidable! Watching Ye Qingchen continue to charge at him, Ye Wushuang's eyes showed a hint of ferocity:
"You've brought this upon yourself!"
"Sword, come!"
He shouted deeply, grabbing forward with his right hand, already holding a sword with gleaming cold light.
Simultaneously, his wrist trembled.
"Clang!"
A crisp sword cry exploded resoundingly at this moment.
Instantly, the entire arena was filled with dazzling sword beams, surging sword light, like torrential rain, like celestial stars falling, rushing towards Ye Qingchen recklessly, as if to engulf him!
"What swordsmanship is this?"
Outside the ring, cries of astonishment.
Ye Qingchen's every gesture carried immense force, stirring wind and clouds. Now, as Ye Wushuang turned his sword edge, he displayed such terrifying swordsmanship. This battle already surpassed everyone's imagination!
"This is our Celestial Essence Sword Sect's 'Celestial Star Sword Technique'! A middle-grade Yellow level swordsmanship!"
It was only then that Wu Shanhe, who had been frowning all along, relaxed his brows, a hint of a smile appearing in his eyes.
World martial skills, from high to low, are divided into four levels: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Yellow. Each level is further divided into top, middle, and lower grades. Below Yellow level, there are first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate, as well as non-classified.
In Cyan Cloud City, most are second-rate and third-rate martial skills, barely any first-rate ones.
Now, as the Celestial Star Sword Technique is displayed, it's certainly an oppressive existence.
On the viewing platform, Ye Cangliu and others finally showed smiles on their faces.
It's settled!
At this moment, even Mo Chen, who was standing behind Wu Shanhe and had been silent all along, was smugly saying: "This boy forcing Wushuang to use the Celestial Star Sword Technique is indeed commendable! Alas, he can only stop here..."
"Really?"
As soon as the words fell, Zhou Yuntian suddenly raised an eyelid, asking with a half-smile.
The crowd hadn't reacted yet.
Only to see Ye Qingchen, surrounded by sword light, flicked his wrist.
"Clang!"
A sound of a long sword being drawn quietly echoed.
"Not good!"
Wu Shanhe's face changed drastically, wanting to help but it was too late.
In the depths of countless people's eyes, an extremely cold sword light suddenly blasted from the void. Like a lightning flash in the darkness, in an instant, it shredded the overwhelming sword rays completely.
Then, everyone clearly saw.
Ye Wushuang, charging rapidly, suddenly turned from extreme motion to extreme stillness, like petrification, with blood uncontrollably spurting from his throat.
"Impossible?"
Ye Wushuang stared wide-eyed, seemingly incredulous. As if until death, he couldn't believe he'd die at Ye Qingchen's hand, under Ye Qingchen's sword!
Finally with a bang, he collapsed on the ground.
Completely devoid of life!