“What?
The new Intern Disciple who is only at Qi Condensation First Level wants to challenge Zhao Long?”
“That kid has some guts!”
The news of Ye Chen challenging Zhao Long of Diyang Peak spread, instantly causing a huge uproar in the Outer Sect of the Hengyue Sect, to the point that the Disciples who had come out in the early morning to absorb the essence of the sun and moon all rushed toward one direction.
Looking from afar, it was a Battle Stage, surrounded by a crowd of Disciples.
This Battle Stage was called the Fengyun Platform, a place exclusively for Disciples of the Hengyue Sect to spar and resolve personal grudges; over the years, the number of Disciples who had lost arms or legs from fighting on the Fengyun Platform was at least eight hundred, if not a thousand.
At this moment, Ye Chen stood on the Fengyun Platform with the heavenly fortress strapped to his back, his posture straight and tall, standing unmoved amidst the changing winds, like a monument that would never fall.
“That is Ye Chen?
The new Intern Disciple of our Hengyue Sect?”
Below the Fengyun Platform, discussions rose and fell, mostly pointing at Ye Chen, but when speaking of Ye Chen’s age and cultivation, they all showed disdainful looks.
“I heard that the heads of the three main peaks of the Outer Sect didn’t want to take him as a Disciple, which is why he became an Intern Disciple.”
“Could it be that he wants to use the challenge against Zhao Long to attract the attention of the three main peaks, so they will take him as a Disciple?”
“Likely so.”
Ye Chen turned a deaf ear to the surrounding discussions, his fists in his sleeves clenched until they turned white, and the Killing Intent he could no longer suppress made his body tremble uncontrollably.
“Zhao Long is here.” Following a voice, he suddenly turned his head to look at the end of the crowd.
There, a dozen or so Diyang Peak Disciples wearing gorgeous daoist robes crowded around Zhao Long as they approached, each one arrogant and overbearing, so much so that the Disciples present dared not provoke them and hurriedly cleared a path for them.
“Greetings, Senior Brother Zhao Long.”
“We have seen Senior Brother Zhao Long.”
Along the way, the Disciples on both sides bowed and cupped their hands, their words filled with unspoken flattery.
Hmph!
Zhao Long acted like a Senior Brother, hands behind his back, looking straight ahead with an indifferent expression; those who didn’t know better might have truly thought this guy was a Senior with profound cultivation.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Long arrived below the Fengyun Platform, glanced at Ye Chen with disdain, and teased, “Ye Chen, I didn’t go to find you, yet you came to find me.
Are you tired of living?”
“Get on the stage.” Regarding Zhao Long’s disdain and teasing, Ye Chen only spat out these two words.
“What are you, to dare speak to Senior Brother Zhao like that?” Before Zhao Long could speak, a Diyang Peak Disciple who had come to support him shouted, “Do you think you are worthy of Senior Brother Zhao attacking you personally?”
As he said this, that Disciple was about to rush onto the Battle Stage, but was stopped by Zhao Long.
“Since Junior Brother Ye is challenging me, what harm is there in sparring a few moves?
Our Diyang Peak has always been fair, and we cannot break the rules of the Fengyun Platform, can we?”
As these soft words rang out, Zhao Long flicked his robe, tapped his toes on the ground, and like the wind, floated onto the Battle Stage; his elegant and free-spirited movement drew screams from the female Disciples below.
Hearing the sounds, Zhao Long put his hands behind his back again.
He seemed to enjoy the flattering and awe-filled gazes from below, which made him feel so light he almost wanted to experience Ascension.
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Opposite him, Ye Chen had already drawn the heavenly fortress; the sword was massive and heavy, slicing through the air and emitting a humming sound.
“Come!” The clanging words were resolute, and Ye Chen was ready for the big battle.
“No rush.” Glancing at Ye Chen playfully, Zhao Long curled his lips into a teasing smile, “Since ancient times, there has always been a wager for sparring on the Fengyun Platform.
Doesn’t Junior Brother Ye want to bet something with me?”
Frowning slightly, Ye Chen instantly saw through the meaning of Zhao Long’s words; he wanted to win something from him!
On the Fengyun Platform, both sides of a duel could set a wager; the winner could take all the stakes.
These stakes could be Spirit Stones, spirit liquid, Medicinal Pills, or even Cultivation Method or Profound Art.
As long as both sides agreed, anything one could think of could be used for the bet.
When he was in the Zhengyang Sect, Ye Chen had been on the Fengyun Platform more than once, and he understood the rules well.
“What are we betting?” Ye Chen’s words were flat, devoid of any emotion.
“Whoever loses will serve the other as a servant for a lifetime.” Zhao Long smiled faintly, a gleam of cunning flashing in his eyes.
“This wager is a bit too…” The crowd below instantly erupted in an uproar, “A lifetime servant, that’s no different from a deed of sale.
Ye Chen is playing big this time.”
“Junior Brother Ye, what do you think?” Zhao Long looked at Ye Chen with great interest, his chin held high, full of provocation.
Under the gaze of everyone, a cold smile flashed across the corner of Ye Chen’s mouth, “Since Senior Brother Zhao wants to bet, why don’t we make the bet a bit bigger?”
Oh?
Zhao Long raised his eyebrows and smiled teasingly, “I wonder what Junior Brother Ye wants to bet.”
“Betting…
with our lives.”
Hiss!
Upon hearing this, the crowd below all gasped in cold air.
What a deep hatred this must be!
This is to the death!
It was normal to see blood on this Fengyun Platform, but gambling with lives had no precedent.
I am afraid no one had expected Ye Chen to do such a thing; an Intern Disciple at Qi Condensation First Level wanting to bet his life against a Disciple at the sixth level of Qi Condensation—was he crazy or had he lost his mind?
Opposite him, Zhao Long’s eyes narrowed slightly.
He thought the wager he had set was big enough, but he hadn’t expected Ye Chen to be even crazier.
Being a servant still meant one was alive, but this life-gambling was no joke; one careless move and one’s life would be gone!
“Kid, do you know what you are saying?” With a cold voice, Zhao Long’s eyes were filled with malice; just from the wager the two had mentioned, he, Zhao Long, had already lost a step to Ye Chen in terms of aura.
“What?
Are you scared?”
“Scared?” Hearing this, Zhao Long burst into loud laughter on the spot.
As he laughed, the laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at Ye Chen with vicious and fierce eyes, sneering, “I bet!
Before the words had faded, Zhao Long stepped on the Battle Stage and rushed toward Ye Chen like a gust of wind, his Dantian True Qi surging out, True Qi flowing between his palms and fingers, as he struck down at Ye Chen’s crown with a palm that seemed to cover the sky.
Hum!
Ye Chen swung his arm, wielding the heavy heavenly fortress sword to parry.
Bang!
Zhao Long’s palm struck the heavenly fortress, emitting a sound of metallic collision, causing the heavenly fortress to hum and vibrate, but he was also forced back with a muffled groan by the force contained within the heavenly fortress, his hands numbed by the impact.
“I really underestimated you.” Forced back by one move, Zhao Long said coldly.
“Underestimate me, and you will die a miserable death.” With a cold voice carrying cold Killing Intent, Ye Chen swung the giant heavenly fortress and came forward.
Hum!
Hum!
Hum!
Very quickly, the humming sounds were incessant; the heavy heavenly fortress struck the air, causing it to hum, making the people below swallow their saliva.
The heavenly fortress was massive and heavy, and if one were to be hit by it, the feeling would definitely not be pleasant.
“Where did this kid get such great strength?”
“At Qi Condensation First Level, the amount of True Qi is already scarce, and he still has to divert True Qi to control the heavenly fortress.
This not only consumes True Qi but also slows down his speed due to the weight of the heavenly fortress.
Ye Chen choosing the heavenly fortress is truly unwise.” A discerning Disciple pondered, but shook his head slightly at Ye Chen’s approach.
“However, for someone at Qi Condensation First Level to be able to survive three moves in Zhao Long’s hands, this Ye Chen can be considered to have some skills.”
Clang!
A crisp sound interrupted the discussion below; before five moves had passed, the heavenly fortress in Ye Chen’s hand had already been knocked away by Zhao Long.
At this point, many people were sighing, and many had already left the scene; this battle without suspense, other than the somewhat frightening wager, really had nothing remarkable about it.
“Let’s see what else you can rely on.” Zhao Long shouted coldly, stepped forward, and waved his hand to throw out three sword blades, then followed closely behind them, his aura surging, with the posture of wanting to defeat Ye Chen in one fell swoop.
Ye Chen sneered; without the restraint of the heavenly fortress’s weight, his whole body felt much lighter, the speed of his suppressed blood flow instantly accelerated, boiling as if it were about to burn, and even the tendons and bones in his body emitted cracking sounds.
Fight!
With a sudden shout, Ye Chen kicked off the ground with his back foot and shot out like a cannonball.
Just as the three sword blades were about to pierce his body, he leaped up, springing up like an ape, dodging the three sword blades.
This was the Ape Leap from the Profound Truth of Beast Heart Fury.
Ye Chen easily dodged the three sword blades, which startled Zhao Long.
He had been following closely behind the three sword blades, and Ye Chen had already vaulted over his head; at such a close distance, with his body leaning forward, it was very difficult for him to change his stance.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
“Get down!”
Only hearing Ye Chen’s cold shout, all his strength and True Qi gathered on his right leg, and he kicked Zhao Long squarely in the face.