The hall fell into utter silence.
It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
After a while, a disciple rubbed his eyes, looking towards the stage with confusion:
"Am I seeing things, or was that Zhang Dahai who just got flung out?"
"You must be seeing things because I am too, I also saw Zhang Dahai."
"Then it seems we were all seeing things."
"All seeing things? Cut the crap, that was clearly Zhang Dahai!"
"What, it really was Zhang Dahai?!"
"Nonsense, didn’t you see Ye Xuan standing over there just fine?!"
At this, the entire hall was shocked.
"The Prince was defeated by someone from the Divine Gate Realm?!"
"What kind of sorcery is this!"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
This was utterly inconceivable.
A great Prince had been utterly defeated by a disciple of the Divine Gate Realm?!
And it was such a dire defeat, the fight hadn’t even really begun!
This was too bizarre!
"What on earth just happened?!"
They had clearly seen Zhang Dahai about to unleash his mighty power.
Then he fell from the sky and was swiftly injured by Ye Xuan, who kicked him away immediately after.
The whole sequence was done in one smooth, fluid motion, cool as could be.
If you didn’t know Zhang Dahai was the Prince, you’d think the opponent was someone from the Reach Profound Realm.
"Next, who would like to come forward?"
Ye Xuan glanced over Yang Jinchun and the others, speaking slowly and indifferently.
The reason he took the scabbard rather than the Flying Sword from Youwei was because the scabbard hurt more when used to hit someone.
It didn’t require a sword.
He could kill anyone present at any moment.
Yang Jinchun and others stared at Ye Xuan, somewhat bewildered.
Zhang Dahai had really been defeated?
And the defeat was so thorough?
"What exactly happened in that moment..."
Yang Jinchun and his companions were filled with shock and doubt.
Zhang Dahai had clearly been about to counterattack, but the situation took a dire turn; he fell to the ground, taken down by Ye Xuan in just two moves.
Watching Ye Xuan, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding the scabbard, Yang Jinchun and the rest grew serious.
This guy was a lot more terrifying than they had imagined.
Was he really just a Divine Gate Realm cultivator?
"What’s the matter? You were all quite fierce just a moment ago, now you’re scared?" Seeing no one step forward, Ye Xuan couldn’t help but smile lightly, finding it somewhat dull.
"Hmph, Zhang Dahai must have been careless, I don’t believe this!"
Seeing Ye Xuan’s arrogance, Xu Meng’s eyes hardened, and he leaped forth, landing in the combat area.
"Come on, this time I won’t fly, let’s see how you sneak attack." Xu Meng’s feet anchored to the ground, his robust figure like a humanoid berserker bear, emanating a tremendous pressure.
"That’s better if you don’t fly," Ye Xuan said with a slight smile.
Regardless, he was now at the Divine Gate Realm and couldn’t perform Sky-controlling Flight; if these guys chose to fly, he would have to resort to using the Emperor Soul.
However, these chaps, although Princes, were very weak in terms of Soul Power.
Even if Ye Xuan used the power of the Emperor Soul, the consumption would be minimal.
This was also related to his increasing strength.
As his power grew stronger, the ability of the Taoist Body to stimulate the power of the Emperor Soul reduced the strain considerably.
If these guys chose not to fly, so much the better, he wouldn’t bother using the Emperor Soul.
The next moment, Xu Meng suddenly burst forward, his speed incredibly fast as he charged directly at Ye Xuan!
Like a hunting cheetah!
Xu Meng roared lowly, his right hand forming into a claw as if to rip through the void, aiming straight for Ye Xuan’s throat!
One need not think too hard to know that if Xu Meng’s strike landed, Ye Xuan’s throat would be torn apart instantly!
At that point, Ye Xuan would have only one way out—death!
The disciples at the Lie Tian dojo were all shocked by Xu Meng’s speed.
Ye Xuan stood rooted to the spot, squinting as he watched Xu Meng charging at him, his True Qi circulating within his body like a dragon, Dao Patterns slowly flowing between his palm and fingers.
"Die!" Xu Meng’s eyes were ruthless, like a wild wolf.
The gale was already hitting Ye Xuan’s face.
Ye Xuan’s expression was calm. He moved, his wrist twisted, and the scabbard in his hand suddenly jabbed into Xu Meng’s ribs.
The originally fierce and imposing Xu Meng suddenly choked, his Tear Wind Hand hadn’t even touched Ye Xuan before it was broken.
The scabbard seemed to have hit right under Xu Meng’s soft ribs.
Xu Meng’s face showed a bit of pain, but he hid it well, quickly changing his moves. His body suddenly spun, dissipating Ye Xuan’s force, then immediately turned around, his right fist sweeping horizontally, smashing towards Ye Xuan’s head.
As Xu Meng turned around, Ye Xuan’s left hand, which had been in his pocket, came out, clenched into a fist, delivering an Iron Mountain Lean met with an Inch Fist striking Xu Meng’s spine.
The Dao Pattern also exploded at this instant.
The power of the Taoist Body burst forth, all pouring into that single punch.
Xu Meng screamed, his body plunging forward like a dog eating dirt, collapsing to the ground, struggling with difficulty to rise.
"My back!" Xu Meng’s face was fierce, beads of sweat the size of beans breaking out, the pain almost bringing him to tears.
That one punch had directly shattered his spine!
Now he was almost in a crippled state!
"What the hell, Xu Meng couldn’t defeat Ye Xuan either?!"
The confrontation between Ye Xuan and Xu Meng ended almost instantly, with Ye Xuan overwhelmingly defeating Xu Meng.
This left many disciples utterly unreactive.
Yang Jinchun and others felt their hearts wrench tightly, their gazes intensely solemn!
"Tsk tsk, can’t even win in a melee, really tough guy."
Above the high platform, Qiu Wenhan had already started laughing.
Jiang Jing, Wu Jingshan, and Lu Chengde also wore smiles, occasionally looking toward the three Great Sacrificial Officers.
The three Great Sacrificial Officers, feeling the gaze of the four Great Elders, were both alarmed and furious.
This Ye Xuan was really extraordinary, far beyond their expectations!
Zhang Dahai’s defeat could be said to be filled with many doubts, but Xu Meng’s defeat they saw very clearly.
Ye Xuan’s movements were small yet powerful and each strike had a perfect impact.
Xu Meng was completely played by Ye Xuan in the palm of his hands!
"This guy’s True Qi is monstrous!" At this moment, Xu Meng’s mind was overwhelmed with shock.
He couldn’t understand why Ye Xuan, a cultivator of the Divine Gate Realm, could possess such quality of True Qi that directly penetrated his True Qi defenses in an instant and used the power of Inch Force to blast into his spine, shattering it!
And it also vibrated his Elixir Field’s True Sea, making him unable to gather True Qi, let alone draw the Power of Heaven and Earth.
The strength of a Prince lay in being able to draw the Power of Heaven and Earth, becoming the favored child of heaven and earth.
If unable to draw the Power of Heaven and Earth, then a Prince is just an ordinary cultivator, and if faced with a fatal threat, he could also be killed!
"Ye Xuan, what are you doing!"
At this moment, Xu Meng realized that his ankle was being held, his eyes filled with sheer terror.
Ye Xuan paid no heed to Xu Meng’s terrified screams, calmly gripping Xu Meng’s ankle, lifting him up.
Ye Xuan’s gaze swept across Yang Jinchun, Huang Nian, Wen Lin, Liu Tianhao, and others, his expression cold.
Ye Xuan suddenly swung Xu Meng.
"Ah————" Xu Meng flew through the air, but his ankle was held tightly by Ye Xuan, and the swinging caused him immense pain in his fractured spine.
In everyone’s horrified gazes, Ye Xuan swung Xu Meng, then violently smashed him down.
A loud crash, as if the earth itself was trembling, kicked up a cloud of dust.
"Oh my God, this Ye Xuan is so ruthless..." Some female disciples around gasped in fear, covering their mouths.
This one strike, at the very least, inflicted severe injuries!
Although Xu Meng was a Prince, he was ultimately made of flesh and bone. How could he withstand such a fierce impact?
But Xu Meng had no sensation anymore.
Because he had already passed out.
Blood flowed from his seven orifices.
His internal organs were shattered.
He was critically injured and on the brink of death!
Xu Meng’s master, Tear Wind Hand Nie Shan, turned an ashen hue, abruptly standing up, his whole body’s aura erupting, exuding a terrifying pressure.
"Brother Nie, what are you planning to do?" Wu Jingshan coldly glanced at Nie Shan.
"Brother Nie, don’t be reckless," Wenlei said from the side.
Nie Shan’s chest heaved, his killing intent reaching its peak.
Zhang Dahai and Xu Meng, both were his disciples!
Now that they were both reduced to such a state by Ye Xuan, how could he not be furious?
"What, planning to protect your own?" Ye Xuan squinted at Nie Shan above the high platform, speaking unhurriedly.
As he spoke, Ye Xuan lifted his right foot, kicking out viciously.
Just like kicking Zhang Dahai, he directly kicked the unconscious Xu Meng into the air, smashing him toward the high platform, landing right in front of Nie Shan.