Chapter 1573
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For the likes of Qi Bin and Meng Gui, the favored sons of the heavens, their lives have been immersed in the fiercely competitive realms of the Lingjian Pavilion and the Qi Family—pinnacle forces on the continent. From their tender childhood to their present selves, they have been locked in ceaseless rivalry with their peers, rising and shining with brilliance. Thus, their current prominence and renowned status are hard-earned through relentless competition.
Hence, barring the truly insurmountable figures like Bu Shaoyu, Xu Yueyin, Tuoba Sui, and Lu Shao, in the eyes of these favored sons, others, even if occasionally showing prowess, could never truly defeat them. Even though Ye Wushuang had ruthlessly slain opponents in the first three rounds, to Qi Bin, those fallen were merely his past vanquished foes. Ye Wushuang’s victories over them were nothing extraordinary.
“Commence the duel!” The referee’s voice rang out.
On the hundred-meter square arena, a sealing barrier descended. Qi Bin clenched his palm, and a spear materialized in hand. Pointing the spear’s tip at Ye Wushuang, Qi Bin sneered, “The lost dignity of my Qi Family of Ling Qishan shall be reclaimed, starting with your death at my hands!”
With a swift flicker, Qi Bin lunged forward, thrusting his spear at Ye Wushuang. In an instant, the spear’s shadow multiplied, and even Qi Bin’s figure seemed blurred, as if there were a dozen of him.
Ye Wushuang’s expression remained calm. He clenched his palm, and a surge of spiritual energy converged within him.
“Go!”
“Spread like a roc!”
His fists shot out, the spiritual energy transforming into fists, each shadow resembling a roc spreading its wings, exuding a terrifying pressure.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The spear shadows and fist shadows collided and exploded, continuously detonating on the arena.
Meanwhile, in a pavilion, Ye Feifei, accompanied by Qi Zhiyan, Wu Xueqing, and Fu Jinyao, watched her brother’s duel with bated breath.
“Don’t worry,” Fu Jinyao pinched Ye Feifei’s cheek and smiled, “Your brother is incredibly formidable!”
“But Senior Sister Fu, didn’t you say that everyone on the Dongxu Chart is extremely powerful?” Ye Feifei couldn’t help but ask.
“Indeed,” Fu Jinyao replied indifferently, “However, even among geniuses, there are differences in caliber. I believe your brother should face no significant obstacles in entering the top twenty.”
“Just the top twenty?” Ye Feifei looked despondent.
Her brother was surely aiming for the first place!
Fu Jinyao couldn’t help but pinch Ye Feifei’s cheek again and smiled, “You silly girl, do you know what kind of formidable individuals are in the top ten? Each of those ten… has their own unique…”
Boom!
On Arena One, a roar erupted.
Xu Chenggong’s figure was slammed against the sealing barrier and fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
“I surrender, I surrender…”
Xu Chenggong waved his hands frantically.
This Qing Shiyu, at the seventh stage of the Dongxu realm, had an absurdly profound spiritual energy.
How could one fight against that?
The more profound the spiritual energy, the stronger a martial artist’s burst would be.
It’s a simple example: if two people use the same spiritual technique, one with spiritual energy as abundant as a washbasin will definitely have less offensive power than another with spiritual energy as abundant as a water vat.
Quantitative change can lead to qualitative change.
Qing Shiyu stood firm on Arena One, her gaze drifting towards Arena Ten in the distance.
On Arena Ten, the duel between Ye Wushuang and Qi Bin seemed rather lukewarm.
Qi Bin’s attacks were always domineering, his spear wielded with exquisite skill.
Yet Ye Wushuang appeared to be passively defending, posing no real threat to Qi Bin.
This puzzled everyone.
In the previous two days of duels, Ye Wushuang had displayed formidable and aggressive power.
Why the sudden change now?
Ye Feifei, looking at Fu Jinyao beside her, couldn’t help but ask, “Senior Sister Fu, is my brother unable to defeat this Qi Bin?”
Fu Jinyao glanced over and smiled, “No, it’s not that…”
“I think he’s probably waiting for the right moment…”
“Moment?”
Ye Feifei, still at the Yuanfu realm, couldn’t quite grasp the intricacies of the Dongxu realm’s contests.
On Arena Ten, after more than ten exchanges, Qi Bin and Ye Wushuang remained evenly matched.
Qi Bin sneered, “Ye Wushuang, is this your true strength?”
“Hiding and dodging, nothing special at all, huh?”
“With this, you actually think you can enter the top ten and challenge Senior Sister Qi Yao? I’d say you’re daydreaming!”
With a roar of fury, Qi Bin thrust his spear at Ye Wushuang.
“I’ll send you to…”
As the spear lunged towards Ye Wushuang’s forehead,
in that very instant,
Ye Wushuang’s palm burst with power. In a flash, his hands shot forward, gripping the spear’s shaft that was thrusting towards him.
Then, a terrifying wave of vibration swept out. Qi Bin immediately felt his hands go numb.
Before Qi Bin could react, his spear had already slipped from his grasp.
And with the spear tip held by Ye Wushuang, the shaft now lunged towards Qi Bin’s head.
Qi Bin dodged instinctively.
But the shaft was relentless, aiming for his mouth, and with a thud, it rammed into his lips.
Qi Bin’s teeth shattered.
The shaft pierced through the back of his neck and exited through his mouth.
Blood gushed out.
Qi Bin’s entire body trembled, his face turning pale.
At that moment,
he wanted to scream,
but with the shaft lodged in his mouth, he couldn’t even close it.
“After waiting for so long,”
Ye Wushuang spoke up at this moment, “it was all for this very moment.”
“Because, I simply didn’t want to give you the chance to surrender!”
