Chapter 7
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Chapter 7: The Appearance of a Genius
No fear, even after a thousand battles!
That powerful presence was impressive; no wonder he was a talented member of the family.
Yuan Lang’s eyes were slightly red. He had witnessed the bloody scene in the valley where Yun Yi had defeated the black-clad men from the Marquis Yang Mansion. He could better appreciate Yun Yi’s transformation and imagine how the Yun family’s troubles had affected this wealthy young master. Now, stepping onto this Battle Platform, no matter how brutal the test might be, Yun Yi would not retreat.
"General, how should we arrange the fighters?"
Yuan Lang asked.
"Yuan Lang, go pick thirty-three fighters from the ranks: thirty-three from the fifth grade of the Open Spirit Realm, thirty-three from the sixth grade of the Open Spirit Realm, and thirty-three from the seventh grade of the Open Spirit Realm."
Qian Luofeng said.
When Yuan Lang heard about the thirty-three seventh-grade masters of the Open Spirit Realm, his palms began to sweat. These were experts from the Yun Family Army, far beyond the people of the Marquis Yang Mansion. Even though Yun Yi could defeat the black captain of the Marquis Yang Mansion, he might not be able to fight against the experienced seventh-grade masters of the Yun Family Army.
Moreover, there were still thirty-three seventh-grade masters of the Open Spirit Realm.
No way!
Yuan Lang’s expression suddenly changed because he realized that Qian Luofeng mentioned only ninety-nine people, needing one more to reach Victory Through 100 Battles.
Could it be?
"General, it’s not possible."
Yuan Lang understood Qian Luofeng’s intention now, and it truly frightened him.
"Yuan Kui, you will be the last person for the hundred battles, the finale."
Qian Luofeng ignored Yuan Lang and looked at a strong man not far away.
"General."
Yuan Lang and Yuan Kui suddenly changed their expressions and looked at Qian Luofeng with pleading eyes.
Yuan Lang and Yuan Kui are brothers, one in the ninth grade of the Open Spirit Realm and the other in the eighth grade of the Open Spirit Realm.
Qian Luofeng let Yuan Kui, who is an expert in the eighth grade of the Open Spirit Realm, go into battle. This made it impossible for Yun Yi to pass the Victory Through 100 Battles test, because Yun Yi is only in the fifth grade of the Open Spirit Realm.
"I know what I am doing."
Qian Luofeng raised his hand, signaling the two of them to stop talking, "Sometimes, we need a little pressure."
Yuan Lang sighed; he understood Qian Luofeng’s intention. He wanted Yun Yi to grow quickly, so he planned to use strong pressure to bring out Yun Yi’s potential, hoping he could continue to grow rapidly in adversity.
But could Yun Yi really endure such a difficult and cruel Victory Through 100 Battles?
In the hearts of countless soldiers, whether Yuan Kui attacks or not, it is the same. Yun Yi is afraid he won’t even last until he faces Yuan Kui.
"I will make the arrangements."
Yuan Lang said. He is the commander and knows the soldiers’ strength best. He is the most suitable to choose the fighters.
Soon, Yuan Lang selected the fighters. According to Qian Luofeng’s request, there were thirty-three from the fifth grade of the Open Spirit Realm, thirty-three from the sixth grade, thirty-three from the seventh grade, and finally, Yuan Kui from the eighth grade leading the group.
One hundred energetic soldiers stood in four directions, while the other soldiers stood several paces away from the Battle Platform, looking at it with different expressions.
"General Bloodcoat is putting in great effort to train the Young General with this Victory Through 100 Battles, but with this lineup, the Young General won’t be able to hold on."
"Yes, the rules of the hundred battles are too strict. Fighting a hundred times in a row, who can endure that?"
"I wonder how many battles the Young General can endure."
…
Many people shook their heads, and almost no one believed that Yun Yi could truly succeed; this was an impossible challenge.
"Let’s begin."
Qian Luofeng said loudly.
A strong man in battle armor jumped onto the Battle Platform; he was very muscular and had a full beard, clearly a man of great strength.
"Young General, I heard you can defeat a seventh-grade expert of the Open Spirit Realm. Let Wang He see what the Young General can do."
The strong man’s name was Wang He. He cupped his hands towards Yun Yi, then a powerful golden spiritual power burst from his body, creating a whirlwind.
Although Wang He was at the fifth grade of the Open Spirit Realm, his golden spirit body and rich battle experience made him quite powerful.
Of course, Wang He’s Golden Spirit Body could not be compared to Yun Yi’s Innate Dao Body.
Boom!
Wang He moved; his footsteps slammed against the ground, making a dull sound that made the whole Battle Platform shake.
Then, Wang He threw a punch with lightning speed towards Yun Yi.
His fist was surrounded by golden spiritual power, incredibly sharp, and this punch was powered with all his strength.
First, Yun Yi had the fighting strength to defeat a seventh-grade expert of the Open Spirit Realm; even if many people doubted it because they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they did not dare to be careless.
Secondly, as soldiers in the army, they viewed the Battle Platform as extremely important; stepping onto the Battle Platform itself represented a kind of honor.
In their hearts, the Battle Platform was noble, and fighting with all their might on the Battle Platform was a form of respect.
At that moment, Yun Yi was no longer seen as the Young General in their eyes; he was simply an opponent, a target for battle.
"Come on!"
Yun Yi’s eyes brightened; the moment Wang He made his move, he could tell that the strength of the Yun Family Army soldiers was far beyond the guards of the Marquis Yang Mansion at the same level.
But in Yun Yi’s eyes, Wang He remained too weak.
Wang He’s fist quickly came forward, and Yun Yi also threw a punch; their fists crashed together with great force.
Bang!
The sound of their fists hitting echoed like iron. Under the gaze of countless eyes, Yun Yi sent Wang He flying off the Battle Platform with a powerful punch.
Stumble, stumble, stumble…
After falling from the Battle Platform, Wang He still could not control his body. He kept retreating until he reached the crowd behind him and was finally supported by them.
Looking at Yun Yi, he remained in the punching stance, unmoved.
One punch, Wang He defeated!
Wang He’s one arm was completely numb and shaking. He stepped forward a few paces and bowed to Yun Yi on the Battle Platform, saying, "Thank you, Young General, for your mercy."
Wang He was experienced and could easily sense that Yun Yi had held back in the previous battle; otherwise, his arm would have been completely broken.
At that moment, everyone looked at Yun Yi with very different eyes; hearing about it and seeing it with their own eyes were two completely different feelings.
Just with one punch, Yun Yi defeated Wang He, highlighting his genius.
"Ten people."
Qian Luofeng said loudly.
Splash!
Ten experts from the fifth grade of the Open Spirit Realm jumped onto the Battle Platform, surrounding Yun Yi. Every gaze on Yun Yi was full of respect; they knew that this young man was no longer the useless one from the Imperial Capital; he had become a true prodigy.
Boom…
The ten of them released their presence and spiritual power, each with different types of spirit bodies: Golden Spirit Body, Earth Spirit Body, Water Spirit Body…
The different colors of spiritual power made the entire Battle Platform become beautiful.
Fight!
Someone shouted loudly, and ten soldiers attacked at the same time from different angles, using different moves, aiming at Yun Yi.
