Chapter 918

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At that moment, the terrifying aura of the blade seemed to coalesce into an unending, piercingly cold blade force. Even the sky above the valley darkened and became chaotic because of the strike from Ji Ou. Ye Wushuang gazed calmly at Ji Ou’s blade as it descended. “Interesting…” His eyes brightened, tinged with a hint of admiration. Despite his young age, Ji Ou had reached the second level of the Myriad Methods Realm. As a core disciple of Lingjian Mountain, he was truly remarkable.

In that instant, Ye Wushuang sheathed his Tianya Sword, and his inner energy erupted, producing a thunderous roar. Among the onlookers, Jiang Yihan was stunned by the sight. What kind of spiritual technique was Ye Wushuang using? He had never seen such a technique when he had sparred with Ye Wushuang. The thought made Jiang Yihan even more disheartened. Ye Wushuang hadn’t used this technique against him, but he had used it against Ji Ou. Did that mean Ji Ou was more formidable than he was?

“Damn it!” Jiang Yihan blurted out in frustration. “What’s wrong?” Mu Zili and Li Wenqing looked at him curiously. Mu Zili teased, “Jiang Yihan, have you suffered a loss at Ye Wushuang’s hands?” Jiang Yihan grumbled and moved a little farther away from the two. He hadn’t even been able to force Ye Wushuang to use this technique. Who exactly was Ye Wushuang, and why was he so extraordinary?

At that moment, Ye Wushuang’s body was enveloped in rolling thunder. Ji Ou’s blade was about to strike. Ye Wushuang raised his palm, and one by one, thunder seals began to form within his palm. Six thunder seals, each the size of a palm and emitting a faint cyan glow, gathered in front of Ye Wushuang. “Go!” he commanded in a low voice. The six thunder seals, arranged in two sets of three, surged forward with a powerful impact.

The blade struck down. The thunder seals blasted out. Boom! The heavy, muffled roar spread throughout the valley in an instant. The ground trembled violently, and a terrifying aura spread in all directions. Everyone was frightened. This was… too intense. Even a battle between those at the third or fourth level of the Myriad Methods Realm might not be this fierce.

Then, amidst the swirling mist, a figure gradually became clear. “It’s Ye Wushuang!” All eyes focused on him. He stood there, still in his pure white robe, unsoiled by the chaos, his expression calm.

Dozens of yards away from Ye Wushuang, the rolling thunder dissipated, and the light faded. Two figures appeared. “Shi Shan Zhu!” Everyone was taken aback. When had Shi Shan Zhu entered the arena? Behind Shi Wuheng, the mountain master, Ji Ou stood there, his face filled with lingering fear. His Leihuang Dongtian Blade lay on the ground, and blood dripped from his right arm.

“Ye Wushuang wins!” Shi Wuheng announced. Everyone was stunned for a moment. They hadn’t seen clearly what had happened. But it was obvious. Shi Wuheng had intervened, Ji Ou was injured, and Ye Wushuang was unscathed. The outcome was clear.

Shi Wuheng turned to Ji Ou and snorted, “You little brat, now you know that there are people stronger than you and skies higher than yours, don’t you?” Ji Ou was still dazed and speechless. Ye Wushuang bowed and said, “Sorry, my force… was a bit too heavy…”

Shi Wuheng, however, laughed and said, “Alright, Young Master Ye, no need to worry about this brat. I know you didn’t use your full strength!” What? He hadn’t used his full strength and still defeated Ji Ou? Ye Wushuang nodded and turned to leave. But the entire arena had already erupted into an uproar…