The lead man rolled his eyes and decided on the spot that he did not want to remain entangled with these two strange fellows.
“Back off!”
With that shout, the man prepared to disengage from the battle.
However, Chen Yuyang had no intention of letting them have their way.
How could he easily let go of a shield he had finally managed to find?
Chen Yuyang shifted his position, instantly blocking the path of the three men as they retreated.
He wore a sincere smile on his face: “Don’t go yet, fellow Daoists! Since we’ve finally met, why not fight another 300 rounds with us and decide a winner? Wouldn’t that be exciting?”
Hearing this, the lead man nearly vomited a mouthful of old blood.
He couldn’t help but curse inwardly: ‘That is utter nonsense. Fight 300 rounds? Do you think I’m a fool? Can’t I tell you’re purposely stalling?’
‘If we truly fought with our full strength, my three brothers and I wouldn’t last 30 rounds against you!’
‘No more fighting, we are not fighting anymore!’
The three of them exchanged glances.
No longer willing to engage, they suddenly erupted with spiritual power and charged toward three different directions to break through.
Chen Yuyang did not actually force a confrontation.
Seeing that the opponents had completely lost their will to fight, he merely waved his sword perfunctorily, sweeping out a few rays of sword energy.
After the three men left, they hesitated briefly before rushing out of the combat circle toward the perimeter of the field.
It seemed they realized their strength was insufficient and opted to withdraw on their own.
“Tsk, what a pity.”
Watching their disappearing backs, Chen Yuyang shook his head with regret.
Yunlian, who was watching from the side, couldn’t help but roll her eyes secretly.
“Senior Brother, we can’t keep pulling wool from the same flock.”
Yunlian murmured.
“Besides, will we be overdoing it with that kind of acting?”
Chen Yuyang rubbed his nose and chuckled: “How is that overdoing it? Isn’t this our ‘true strength’? In any case, Junior Sister, do you have another suitable target?”
When the topic of targets came up, Yunlian cast her gaze toward the center of the field.
Soon, her vision locked onto a girl in the center of the arena who was wielding twin swords and had sent several people flying with a single strike.
That was the eldest daughter of the Xuan Clan, Xuan Ke.
“I actually think that one from the Xuan Clan would be quite suitable. Tell me, Senior Brother, since we have no intention of joining the Xuan Clan anyway, how about we make these guys lose a little face?”
Chen Yuyang wore a faint smile, knowing full well that his Junior Sister was feeling competitive because the opponent was of a similar age but possessed strength vastly superior to her own.
Soon, Chen Yuyang shook his head and spoke bluntly: “You are no match for any of them, Junior Sister.”
Hearing this, Yunlian pouted.
Although she knew it was true, hearing Chen Yuyang say it so directly still stung a little.
“I know… I’m only at the Golden Core level 5, while they are all at the great perfection of the Golden Core.”
“I just wanted to see what the gap was, and just how big it really is.”
There was a hint of unwillingness in Yunlian’s words.
She also wanted to know what the top geniuses of the younger generation in the North Domain Realm of Cultivation were truly like.
“After the secret realm opens, there will naturally be opportunities.”
Chen Yuyang said in a calm tone: “For now, our primary goal is to secure a spot for advancement, so there is no need to provoke troublesome characters and create complications.”
….
Yunlian nodded slightly, understanding that Chen Yuyang made sense.
After all, her tiny spark of competitiveness was not as important as the truth.
Taking a deep breath, the girl suppressed the impulse in her heart: “Yes, Senior Brother is right.”
The battle continued, and Chen Yuyang and Yunlian found another team of cultivators at the 3rd or 4th Golden Core stage, still engaging in a performance that appeared to be a back-and-forth struggle.
In the arena, the shockwaves of colliding spiritual power erupted constantly, and the sound of thunderous explosions echoed one after another.
As time passed, the number of people in the arena was decreasing rapidly.
Soon, there were only over 1,000 people left in the entire field.
Some cultivators who had originally hidden on the sidelines to observe, or who had similar ideas to Chen Yuyang, saw that the timing was ripe and joined the fray to find opponents.
Although the number of people in the field had decreased, the fighting became increasingly intense.
Among the crowd, the siblings Xuan Tian and Xuan Ke were undoubtedly the most dazzling existence.
A region was forcibly cleared out around them, and no one dared to approach them easily.
Because in the past period, the number of cultivators they had defeated or forced out of the arena totaled over 50.
Xuan Tian was currently wearing grade 6 golden battle armor and held a blood-red spear with a dragon-head design.
Where the tip of his spear pointed, no one could stop him.
Xuan Ke’s movements were agile, and the twin swords in her hands moved like lightning, swift and precise.
With top-tier equipment, domineering Gongfa, and a cultivation realm that already surpassed others, the two siblings were nearly invincible in this chaotic battle, and no one could contend with them.
However, matters in the central combat circle were not important to Chen Yuyang.
Nevertheless, although Chen Yuyang did not care, just as he “barely” forced an opponent back and intended to continue his act, a sharp and peerless spear light suddenly shot over from the side, aiming straight for his back!
….
The spear light was extremely fast, carrying a domineering force.
Chen Yuyang’s pupils dilated slightly, but he quickly moved aside by a half-step while simultaneously radiating protective spiritual energy around his body.
The spear strike, which condensed the power of the Golden Core great perfection stage, was deflected by the spiritual shield he cast, passing right by his sleeve.
The sudden intrusion of a third party caused Chen Yuyang’s current opponent to stop moving.
Chen Yuyang turned to the side and looked in the direction from which the spear light had come, raising an eyebrow slightly.
“This fellow Daoist, you’re quite good at putting on a show.”
A cold voice rang out, and Xuan Tian, clad in golden armor, walked out slowly.
He carried an intriguing smile on his face: “You clearly have the strength to easily defeat your opponent, yet you insist on acting along with those trash. Aren’t you tired, your Excellency?”
The cultivator who had been tangled with Chen Yuyang a moment ago changed his expression drastically upon seeing Xuan Tian.
He immediately withdrew his moves and stepped aside, not daring to interfere.
Meanwhile, Xuan Tian’s gaze remained fixed on Chen Yuyang from start to finish, his eyes sharp: “I noticed you half an hour ago. You’ve been fighting the whole time, yet you always manage to turn danger into safety. After battling for so long, not even a scratch has appeared on your body.”
A trace of surprise appeared on Chen Yuyang’s face; he had not expected to be noticed by such a person despite being so low-key.
Maintaining a calm expression, Chen Yuyang said faintly: “Fellow Daoist Xuan, since you have discovered me, I will stop pretending.”
“However, since you know I still have some strength, wouldn’t the wisest thing for you to do be to avoid me and go find those easier opponents to handle?”
However, this question made Xuan Tian laugh as if he had heard a joke.
He threw his head back and let out a disdainful snort, the arrogance in his eyes growing more intense: “Are you saying I should avoid your sharpness?”
“What a joke!”
As he spoke, Xuan Tian stepped forward violently.
A more brilliant light erupted from the golden armor on his body, and a formidable aura surged into the sky: “What I, Xuan Tian, practice is the Peerless Technique passed down in my family for 10,000 years! Within the same level, I can fight anyone, I dare to fight anyone, and I walk the path of the invincible that never retreats! Why would I fear a mere loose cultivator like you?”
Chen Yuyang raised his eyebrows again.
He was aware of the Peerless Technique; it was an extremely domineering cultivation method.
Those who practice this technique must harbor a proud heart and look down upon the world.
The greater the pride in their heart and the higher their fighting spirit, the more powerful the combat strength they can unleash using this technique.
Of course, the drawbacks of this technique were equally obvious.
Once this pride is crushed and the spirit is weakened, their strength will also be greatly compromised.
Thinking of this, Chen Yuyang shook his head inwardly and could not help but mutter: ‘You are the one crashing into this wall yourself. Don’t blame me when your Dao heart collapses later.’
“Since that is the case, then come.”
No longer wasting words, Chen Yuyang flipped his wrist, and a very ordinary grade 3 spiritual sword appeared in his hand.
Seeing this, a flash of disdain and contempt crossed Xuan Tian’s eyes.
At the same time, he held his blood-red dragon-head spear slightly higher.
Xuan Tian stood proudly with his spear in hand, his cold eyes locking onto Chen Yuyang: “It is your honor to be defeated by my Soul-Severing Spear.”
The cultivators who were fiercely fighting in the vicinity noticed the situation over here.
Especially upon seeing that one of the combatants was the famous Xuan Tian, they all stopped and retreated in all directions, leaving a large open space in the middle for the two.
At this moment, whether it was participants inside the field or spectators outside, everyone focused their attention on this spot.
Over there, Xuan Ke also stopped moving, folded her arms, and stood not far away, watching the field coldly.
She was surprised that her brother had suddenly taken the initiative to challenge a young man, and for that reason, she couldn’t help but take an extra look at the youth.
His appearance was indeed handsome, but she didn’t know how his strength was, or if he was worthy of her brother’s attention.
However…
The result should be without any surprises.
He would not be her brother’s opponent.
After all, he was just an unknown nobody.
“Xuan Clan, Xuan Tian!”
Xuan Tian stepped forward and announced his name in a voice like a booming bell.
Chen Yuyang cupped his hands neither humbly nor arrogantly: “Hehuan Sect, Chen Yuyang.”
“Hehuan Sect?” Hearing this, Xuan Tian was startled for a moment, then raised his eyebrows even more contemptuously, joking: “Is that the third-rate sect most skilled at dual cultivation?”
Chen Yuyang’s face remained expressionless, though a hint of coldness flashed in the depths of his eyes.
“My Shizun is already at the Great Vehicle stage. Fellow Daoist Xuan may have not yet heard my Shizun’s name, but one must not insult the Great Vehicle stage. You should understand that much.”
“Great Vehicle stage?”
The expression on Xuan Tian’s face stiffened slightly, and his pupils widened a bit.
He truly did not know that the Hehuan Sect had such a person.
One must realize that even some first-rate sects did not necessarily have a Great Vehicle stage cultivator presiding over them.
Outside the arena, upon hearing the name Chen Yuyang, a crowd of cultivators, as well as Xuan Ke, could not help but be stunned and thoughtful.
This name… why did it feel as if they had heard it somewhere before?
It seemed that for some time recently, they had heard this name quite often.
It was just that for the moment, they could not remember exactly where they had heard it.