Free Web NovelChapter 371: Chapter 372: Mo Wentian’s Humiliation
The Flame Battle Saber possessed not only terrifying Killing Power but also a horrifying Devouring Power. It had swallowed the Demon Spirit Black Fire, and Yang Dingtian’s figure never appeared again. Everything returned to calm.
The flames still blazed with terrifying intensity!
The crowd’s eyes narrowed, their gazes fixed on the Flame Battle Saber in the void.
It had obliterated Yang Dingtian and devoured the terrifying, indestructible Demon Spirit Black Fire, becoming even more resplendent and fearsome. Its World-Burning Power sent shivers through everyone’s hearts.
The crowd had originally thought Ye Wushuang cultivated the Saber Dao. But when he used the Life-Taking Sword and the Plain Sword to shatter the flashy sword techniques of the Celestial Sword Sect’s Sword Cultivator, they finally realized that Ye Wushuang also cultivated the Sword Dao.
Now, he had used Flame Power to kill the Fire Cultivator genius, Yang Dingtian, leaving them even more shocked. ’Just how many trump cards and hidden techniques does Ye Wushuang have? It’s terrifying!’
The Fiery Sun Sect Master’s gaze was also fixed on the Flame Giant Saber. It had taken Yang Dingtian’s life.
"Ye Wushuang!"
Staring at Ye Wushuang’s figure, the Fiery Sun Sect Master’s crimson eyes were so bloodshot they looked ready to burst. Waves of pure hatred shot from his gaze, intense enough to devour a person whole.
Ye Wushuang had obliterated Yang Dingtian right in front of him without a shred of hesitation. Not even his threats had stopped him. The kill had been utterly decisive!
"Ye Wushuang, you’d better die on that stage. Otherwise, I won’t let you leave this Battle Platform alive."
Unwavering killing intent poured from the Master of Flame Sect’s lips, striking the audience like a clap of thunder and causing everyone’s eyes to narrow.
The Fiery Sun Sect Master was going to kill Ye Wushuang right after the tournament on the Battle Platform concluded. The words had been spoken with unshakeable resolve. No one could stop him!
BOOM!
The Flame Battle Saber shattered, transforming into a stream of fiery light that flowed into Ye Wushuang’s palm. The flames danced as if they were alive.
Expressionless, Ye Wushuang turned around. Everything returned to a state of calm, as if nothing had ever happened. His robes remained as clean and tidy as ever.
"If you want to wait until I leave the Battle Platform to kill me, then wait!"
The moment he turned, Ye Wushuang’s cold eyes locked onto the Fiery Sun Sect Master. ’A Sect Master of his standing, ambushing several juniors. The man is utterly shameless!’
Those juniors were his women, his family, his friends!
Even if the Sect Master didn’t try to kill him, Ye Wushuang would kill him anyway.
’Just you wait!’
The crowd’s eyes widened in shock. Ye Wushuang had just told a Sect Master to wait for him. He had no fear of the Fiery Sun Sect Master!
"Good. Very good. I hope you manage to stay alive, because I will personally kill you to avenge Yang Dingtian," the Fiery Sun Sect Master snarled, his eyes practically bursting with fury, his voice like a solemn vow.
"Just because you’re at the Spiritual Spring Ninth Layer, you think you’re invincible? I can kill someone at the Spiritual Spring Sixth Layer right now. Once this tournament is over and I receive my rewards and break through, I’ll be able to fight you. Your advantage is useless!"
Ye Wushuang tossed the cold retort over his shoulder and returned to his original spot.
The words "Your advantage is useless" still echoed in the air, causing the Master of Flame Sect’s eyes to twitch. ’In this tournament, the top ten are guaranteed a fortuitous opportunity. If Ye Wushuang obtains one, his Cultivation will soar. At that point, would my Spiritual Spring Ninth Layer even be enough to deal with him?’
Threats and killing intent were useless against Ye Wushuang. He was growing at a terrifying rate, striking fear into the hearts of others.
Gazing at that white-robed figure, the crowd’s minds reeled. Their hearts were in turmoil. Ye Wushuang’s strength was undeniable. Having killed the frenzied Yang Dingtian, they all needed to re-evaluate his power.
Beize Yunzhuo, Wudao, and Liuu Tianlan were the three strongest combatants in the tournament, securely holding the top three spots. As for fourth place, it would most likely be Yuh Huatian. Even Dii Qingxue and Pann Wu were beginning to show their true prowess.
But the most unexpected of all was Ye Wushuang. After obliterating Yang Dingtian, his strength was undeniable. He now had the power to contend for fourth place.
Of course, this all depended on the clashes between those four. As long as Ye Wushuang defeated the other three, he would secure fourth place, and the tournament rankings would be settled.
For Ye Wushuang, fourth place would be an achievement to be proud of!
The crowd sighed inwardly. They never expected this dark horse, Ye Wushuang, to have fought his way this far. It was truly astonishing and unexpected!
Naturally, the crowd was filled with anticipation for the upcoming matches.
After the first match of the round concluded, Beize Yunzhuo stepped up and challenged Mo Wentian.
However, Mo Wentian chose to forfeit. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his expression grim. His meridians were damaged more severely than he had imagined; he was in no condition to fight Beize Yunzhuo.
The crowd found this odd, but no one questioned it.
Beize Yunzhuo had won easily once again, yet no one doubted his power!
In the third match, Wudao stepped up and challenged Ruo Xiangyi. She took out a zither, playing a melody that had the power to steal souls and disrupt the mind.
However, a person like Wudao possessed immense mental fortitude and an indestructible Dao Heart. He broke through her technique, and Ruo Xiangyi conceded defeat.
In the next two matches, Liuu Tianlan faced Feng Yang and defeated him with the power of his Celestial Sword. Then Dii Qingxue chose Mengg Yiren as her opponent, perhaps angered by the ambiguous relationship between Mengg Yiren and Ye Wushuang.
Dii Qingxue’s attacks were particularly aggressive, making even Ye Wushuang give a wry smile. Dii Qingxue might be cold and proud, but that didn’t mean she was emotionless.
’What is that woman thinking? It’s impossible to figure her out!’ Ye Wushuang could only smile wryly. Under Dii Qingxue’s powerful assault, Mengg Yiren’s Thousand Shadows Technique was defeated.
Mengg Yiren could only shoot Ye Wushuang a glare filled with resentment before she began to recover her strength.
"Pann Wu!"
Yuh Huatian stepped onto the stage, his gaze immediately locking onto Pann Wu.
RUMBLE!
Pann Wu strode forward and stood on the Battle Platform, his Battle Intent surging mightily.
"Let’s fight!"
Pann Wu wasted no words. For a warrior, there was only battle.
Combat was the only language he needed. He attacked directly, his terrifying Giant Spirit Battle Body seemingly unstoppable. Yuh Huatian relied on his incredible speed to launch a constant barrage of surprise attacks.
The crowd already had a clear idea of how this battle would go. Pann Wu’s Giant Spirit Battle Body was terrifying, but Yuh Huatian was far more agile. His speed was his key to victory, and he also wielded a Top-Grade Treasure Artifact, a golden longbow. Pann Wu’s defeat seemed certain.
However, just as that thought formed in their minds, a colossal Battle Axe sliced through the air, emanating a terrifying Killing Power that seemed to shatter the very void.
"Cut!"
The replica Pangu Axe swung toward Yuh Huatian. Runes bloomed on Pann Wu’s hands as he infused a surge of his own Physical Strength into the axe before bringing it down on his opponent.
Yuh Huatian’s expression hardened. He drew his golden longbow taut. While moving, he continuously fired terrifying streams of light that shot toward Pann Wu.
The replica Pangu Axe was plain and unadorned, yet it annihilated everything in its path. It instantly disintegrated the streams of light, its power covering a vast area and sending Yuh Huatian flying from the stage.
Yuh Huatian was defeated!
The unexpected outcome left the crowd stunned. The biggest dark horse of the tournament had been defeated!
"That big guy is terrifying!" Cries of shock rose from the crowd. They had all thought Yuh Huatian had a secure hold on fourth place, but this outcome had shattered their predictions once again.
"Hehe!" Hearing the crowd’s astonished cries, Pann Wu gave a simple, honest laugh. He put away his replica Pangu Axe, scratched his head, and walked back.
Seeing this, Ye Wushuang smiled faintly, recalling what the Dragon Cat had called Pann Wu. ’What a big oaf!’
His smile faded. As the third round began, he walked onto the stage once more and looked at Mo Wentian.
Mo Wentian’s eyes snapped open, meeting Ye Wushuang’s gaze. In an instant, his expression turned ugly, his heart filled with humiliation. ’In this round, is Ye Wushuang challenging me?’
With his meridians still damaged, he had no choice but to forfeit—meaning he would have lost three consecutive matches!
