Chapter 131: Murong Yi
Bang!!!
When the cracks spread to the very edge of the profound force barrier, the Blood Profound Barrier finally collapsed completely, shattering into countless scattered fragments of profound energy. Yun Che's "Falling Moon and Sinking Star" was like a tiger released from its cage, surging forward with ferocity and slamming heavily into Feng Yue's chest... From the barrier to Feng Yue's chest was less than half a foot, yet it dragged out a deafening roar.
Boom!!
A sound like a boulder exploding rang out in Feng Yue's ears. His ears and mind buzzed with noise. It felt as if a massive ten-thousand-jun hammer had struck his chest. A bloody arrow shot from his mouth, and his body flew backward like an arrow released from a bow... Along the path of his flight, the ground below was plowed into an increasingly long and deep trench by the savage force of Falling Moon and Sinking Star.
Feng Yue's body flew off the platform, passed over the dense crowd of onlookers, flew nearly twenty zhang before crashing to the ground, then rolled like a gourd for a long distance before lying still. Beneath him, a pool of scarlet blood slowly spread.
At that moment, the entire world seemed to fall into a terrifying silence.
Yun Che slowly withdrew his palm. Before him, a deep trench extended more than ten zhang, shocking to the eye. A faint sneer flashed across his lips. He had never shown any mercy to his enemies. If there were no outsiders here, he would have killed Feng Yue without hesitation. But this was, after all, the Cangfeng Mystic Palace, and he was about to become a disciple there, so he certainly would not kill Feng Yue. However, for at least the next month, Feng Yue would not be able to get out of bed, let alone use his profound energy recklessly. Moreover, the forced destruction of the Crimson Profound Barrier had caused considerable damage to Feng Yue's lifespan and profound meridians. The consequences were far more serious than just a drop in profound strength by one level.
All who witnessed this fell silent, staring at Feng Yue, who had flown dozens of zhang and lay unconscious, and at the long, deep trench. A chill ran through their bodies as they looked at Yun Che as if he were a monster!
Feng Yue's greatest strength was defense. Yet, when he did not attack and concentrated all his profound energy on defense, even using a forbidden life-saving technique at the cost of permanent self-harm, Yun Che still defeated him in three moves. No one doubted that if this had been a normal fight with both attacking and defending, Feng Yue would still have been defeated by Yun Che, and perhaps even faster and more miserably!
Initial Xuan Realm level ten completely defeated True Xuan Realm level three! This was not just a gap of three levels; it also spanned a realm boundary. In everyone's original understanding, this was simply impossible! Yet such a fact was now presented before their eyes, overturning their understanding.
Qin Wushang in the pavilion had long since stood up. As an Earth Xuan Realm instructor of the Central Palace of Cangfeng Mystic Palace, his experience was vast and his mind was resolute, yet now he was so excited that his face turned red. At this moment, he finally began to truly understand why Lan Xueruo had been so persistent in choosing him... The Royal Heart Technique that could, to some extent, glimpse fate and fortune was indeed not undeserving of its reputation.
"Heh heh, that little fellow you brought back is truly extraordinary."
Behind Qin Wushang, a middle-aged man in a blue robe with a black beard hanging down to his chest walked over slowly. He looked somewhat similar to Qin Wushang but seemed a bit younger. He stood beside Qin Wushang, looking at Yun Che on the platform with great admiration.
"He is the one chosen by the Azure Moon Princess," Qin Wushang said slowly.
"Oh?" The middle-aged man showed a slight surprise on his face, then nodded slightly, lost in thought.
Yun Che on the platform had become the focus of all eyes. Especially the newly accepted disciples, both male and female, their eyes burning with passion. Those who had been beaten black and blue by Feng Yue earlier were filled not only with admiration and respect but also with gratitude and a sense of satisfaction. Yun Xiaofan stubbornly straightened his upper body. Though his body ached, a hint of surprise appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of worship and fervor as he looked at Yun Che.
Sikong Du's shock took a long time to slowly subside. Others might not know, but he was very clear about how powerful Feng Yue's final Blood Profound Barrier was. Even he, with True Xuan Realm level ten profound energy, would have to exert himself to break it in one blow.
No wonder Instructor Qin valued him so much and even personally came to observe his assessment. To be able to unleash such terrifying power with only Initial Xuan Realm level ten profound energy, this kid's talent was simply astonishing... My previous worries and warnings were completely unnecessary.
Yun Che glanced at Feng Yue's body, then looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Ao Yan.
The moment Feng Yue was sent flying, Ao Yan's face had turned deathly pale. Now, suddenly meeting Yun Che's cold gaze, his whole body trembled, and he involuntarily retreated two steps in panic. His face was full of terror, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
Yun Che gave a disdainful smile, then turned away and looked at Instructor Qi, whose face was extremely ugly. He spoke loudly: "Instructor Qi, you have been witnessing this from the side. The 'three-move agreement' between Feng Yue and me—I have won, right? According to the previous agreement, from now on, wherever I am, Feng Yue must walk backward. Please also bear witness, all friends present."
Instructor Qi's face darkened and wavered. He gritted his teeth and stiffly said: "Yun Che! Even if you won... this was just a spar, yet you struck so heavily! With such a vicious heart, how can you be worthy of being a disciple of our Cangfeng Mystic Palace!"
"Ha..." Yun Che gave a contemptuous laugh and said lightly: "My profound strength is only at Initial Xuan Realm level ten, while Feng Yue is at True Xuan Realm level three. The gap is so big; how could I not go all out? But how was I to know that Feng Yue, with such a high profound strength level, was just a coward who couldn't even withstand an attack at the Initial Xuan Realm level? Can that be blamed on me? Besides, Feng Yue himself said that injuries are common in sparring between palace disciples, and you, Instructor Qi, tacitly agreed. Feng Yue severely injured Yun Xiaofan, and you didn't say a word of reproach. Now that I have injured Feng Yue, you come to reproach me and even say that I am not fit to be a disciple of Cangfeng Mystic Palace. That seems a bit unreasonable, doesn't it?"
Instructor Qi was, after all, an instructor of Cangfeng Mystic Palace. As a disciple of the palace, even inner palace disciples would not want to offend him easily, and central and outer palace disciples would not dare at all. But what kind of person was Yun Che? Whoever gave him face, he gave face back; whoever did not, even if they were the king of heaven, he would not give them the slightest face. Instructor Qi never expected that a disciple about to enter the palace would openly accuse and mock him in front of everyone, and with such well-reasoned words that left no room for rebuttal. His face flushed red with anger, but he could not vent it.
Sikong Du walked over and said with a smile: "Elder Qi, this assessment—Yun Che has certainly passed, right? And the three-move agreement with Feng Yue—Yun Che has also won. Everyone present witnessed it. I believe Instructor Qi is always fair and strict and will have no objection. Moreover, since Yun Che directly defeated central palace disciple Feng Yue during the assessment, he should be eligible to directly enter the central palace. I presume Instructor Qi has no objection to that either? As for the subsequent combat assessment, since Feng Yue is severely injured, I will take over. What do you think, Instructor Qi?"
Instructor Qi's face twitched slightly. After a long pause, he could only give a fierce "Humph." This incident had happened in the central square, witnessed by countless eyes. Even if he wanted to protect Feng Yue and make things difficult for Yun Che, it was impossible; otherwise, he himself would not be able to stay in Cangfeng Mystic Palace.
Enter the central palace directly? Gasps came from the crowd. Especially the newly enrolled disciples and those who had always stayed in the outer palace with no hope of entering the central palace—their faces were full of envy. In Cangfeng Mystic Palace, to enter the central palace, one's profound strength needed to be at least True Xuan Realm level three. Feng Yue was the lowest-ranked disciple in the central palace. Although Yun Che's profound strength was only at Initial Xuan Realm level ten, everyone had seen him defeat Feng Yue, so he was fully qualified to enter the central palace.
Just then, a thunderous roar came from behind the crowd:
"Move aside! Which one is Yun Che? Get the hell out here!"
With the shout, the crowd parted roughly. A tall, sturdy young man in his twenties stepped forward, followed by none other than Murong Ye. The entire right side of Murong Ye's face was still swollen and red, and the wound, though scabbed, was still bloody and frightening. As soon as he saw Yun Che on the platform, his eyes widened, he pointed, and shouted: "Cousin! It's him! He's the one who hit me!"
"That person's armband... he's an inner palace disciple too!"
"He's Murong Yi, ranked seventy-third on the Heavenly Xuan List! What's going on today? Inner palace disciples, who are rarely seen even half a year at a time, have appeared twice today!"
"I heard this Murong Yi's father is the Northern Defense Marshal! He's not only talented but also has immense power... It seems he's targeting Yun Che? Could Yun Che have offended him?"
"Offending an inner palace disciple, and the son of the Northern Defense Marshal at that—he's in for it now."
Following Murong Ye's pointing, Murong Yi glared at Yun Che, leaped onto the platform, and looked at him with a sinister gaze: "Are you Yun Che?"
"It's me." As soon as he saw Murong Ye, Yun Che knew what this was about. Qin Wushang had just told him about Murong Ye's cousin Murong Yi... Sure enough, after being beaten by him, this useless piece of trash went crying to his big brother.
"Did you hit his face?" Murong Yi pointed at Murong Ye, his tone dark.
"That's right, I did," Yun Che admitted very frankly.
"Very well." Murong Yi slowly nodded, then his gaze suddenly turned heavy. His body lunged forward, bringing a surging wind-like airflow. His right hand formed a claw, like an eagle's talon, aiming for Yun Che's throat.
The moment Murong Yi moved, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side, releasing profound energy. His fist collided with Murong Yi's right claw. With a "boom," both flew backward. Then, with a crack, the rock platform, over three feet high, directly collapsed at the point of impact. A half-foot-wide crack spread to the edge of the platform, splitting it cleanly in two.
A surge of profound energy rushed toward Yun Che, making him sway and nearly fall backward. He was secretly shocked: As expected of an inner palace disciple! Even the aftermath has such astonishing power.
Murong Yi landed on the edge of the platform under the force of the rebound, nearly falling off. He looked up sharply, glaring at the person who had blocked his attack, and said in a deep voice: "Sikong Du, what do you think you're doing!!"
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