Chapter 344
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Qin Shuhao’s expression turned cold. Dark energy surged within his hands, and his power suddenly intensified as he attempted to wrest control of the Sky Cloud Spear from Ye Wushuang’s grasp.
“I said, next, it’s your turn.”
Ye Wushuang, however, exerted even greater force, firmly gripping the spear near its tip and forcefully pulling it towards himself. In an instant, Ye Wushuang unleashed a burst of power, thrusting the Sky Cloud Spear forward. Unable to withstand the force, Qin Shuhao’s hands slipped on the spear shaft, which pierced his chest with a sickening sound.
Staring at the spear shaft protruding from his chest, Qin Shuhao’s mouth gaped open as blood gushed out. He looked at Ye Wushuang, but no words came out. His body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, both Qin Shuhao and Chu Xiwan had met their demise.
The onlookers, comprising numerous disciples of the Qin and Chu clans, turned pale.
Two geniuses at the eighth level of the Condensation Meridian realm had been slain by Ye Wushuang. What could they possibly do?
At this moment, Ye Wushuang turned his gaze towards the nearly hundred people, his eyes cold and piercing.
“You needn’t leave,” he declared.
As he spoke, Ye Wushuang summoned the Tianya Sword back to his hand. Blood dripped from the sword tip, splattering onto the ground. The sight of it made the nearly hundred people too terrified to approach him by even a fraction.
Ye Wushuang charged forward, swiftly dispatching several opponents. The crowd, now thoroughly frightened, scattered in all directions.
“Scoundrel!”
At that moment, a voice of reprimand rang out.
A figure, like a whirlwind, appeared at the edge of the crowd and launched a sword strike directly at Ye Wushuang, who was wreaking havoc among them.
Ding…
Reacting swiftly, Ye Wushuang parried with his sword. The tips of the two blades collided, producing a shrill sound.
In the next moment, Ye Wushuang felt a terrifying sword energy surge through the Tianya Sword and into his body. His body was forced to retreat dozens of yards before he managed to steady himself. His palm tingled, and with a flick, he expelled the invading energy. It struck the rocks behind him, causing a loud crash and sending fragments tumbling down.
At this moment, the Chu and Qin clan disciples, who had scattered in all directions, turned back. Upon recognizing the newly arrived young man, their faces lit up with joy.
“Qin Shuo of the Qin clan!”
“It’s Qin Shuo. We’re saved!”
“Qin Shuo is ranked seventy-second on the Tengyun List, at the ninth level of the Condensation Meridian realm. He’ll surely defeat Ye Wushuang!”
The disciples of both clans halted their retreat.
At that moment, another figure appeared at the entrance of the valley.
Tall and with a gentle countenance, he held a paper fan. As he slowly closed it, his expression turned increasingly stern. “He’s grown to this extent,” he muttered.
Upon hearing the young man’s words, the crowd turned to look, their faces filled with even greater relief.
“Brother Chu Yan!”
A Chu clan disciple exclaimed joyfully, “You’re here too. That’s great!”
Chu Yan, however, raised an eyebrow and snorted, “If I hadn’t come, you’d all be dead here.”
Hearing this, many Chu clan disciples bowed their heads in shame.
But it wasn’t their fault.
Ye Wushuang was simply too terrifying.
At the fifth level of the Condensation Meridian realm, he had managed to kill Chu Xiwan and Qin Shuhao, both at the eighth level.
Only someone at the ninth level could possibly defeat Ye Wushuang.
Qin Shuo, ranked seventy-second on the Tengyun List.
Chu Yan, ranked seventieth on the Tengyun List.
The Tengyun List!
It was the most authoritative ranking within the Qingyun Academy’s Inner Court, based solely on strength.
Anyone who made it into the top hundred was undoubtedly an elite among their peers.
Chu Xiwan and Qin Shuhao were also geniuses on the Tengyun List, though they were in the nineties, barely making it onto the list.
But these two were different.
Most importantly, they were both true ninth-level cultivators of the Condensation Meridian realm.
No matter how formidable Ye Wushuang was—able to kill an eighth-level opponent with a fifth-level power—could he possibly defeat a ninth-level opponent?
Now, the nearly hundred Qin and Chu clan disciples felt their confidence restored.
Qin Shuo’s long sword dimmed in light as he looked at Ye Wushuang, who had neutralized his sword energy. His expression held a hint of surprise.
A fifth-level cultivator capable of this was indeed formidable. No wonder Chu Xiwan and Qin Shuhao had fallen to him.
Meanwhile, Chu Yan spoke up: “Qin Shuo, did you hold back?”
He knew Qin Shuo’s strength. Although he was ranked two places below Chu Yan, their skills were almost evenly matched in combat.
Qin Shuo replied coldly, “No…”
Chu Yan then snapped his paper fan shut with a flourish and said with a smile, “An interesting fellow. I like that.”
