In the blink of an eye, Ji Haoyan was blasted off the stage by Ye Xing's finger and fell to the ground.
The power of Ye Xing's Finger of Heaven Severing was not small. Ji Haoyan's clothes were pierced through by the power of the finger. Although his skin was not pierced by the power of the finger, it left behind a bloody black finger print.
When the Sky Extinguishing Finger force entered Ji Haoyan's body, it had the effect of blocking his meridians. Ji Haoyan's meridians were blocked at his middle finger and he was unable to circulate his inner strength. Even his breathing was painful.
This was a serious injury and his fighting strength was greatly reduced!
If he and Ye Xing were to have a life and death battle, he would be dead with such a serious injury.
Ye Xing took a step to the edge of the stage and looked down at Ji Haoyan.
Ji Haoyan struggled to get up. He pressed his right hand on his middle finger. His every move would trigger the intense pain there.
His eyes were also looking at Ye Xing. They were filled with anger and hatred, and were extremely vicious.
Although he was injured by Ye Xing's finger, Ji Haoyan was obviously not convinced.
Ye Xing did not care if he was convinced or not and said coldly, "You've lost. Slap yourself ten times!"
Only then did everyone regain their senses from the shock of Ye Xing defeating Ji Haoyan. Their gazes shot towards Ji Haoyan.
Previously, the crowd was only concerned about the outcome of the battle. Now that Ye Xing mentioned it, they realized that there was a bet between the two of them.
Whoever lost would have to slap himself ten times!
This bet was even more interesting than the outcome of the battle between the two of them.
To slap himself ten times in front of so many disciples, wouldn't that be embarrassing? Both Ye Xing and Ji Haoyan were outer disciples ranked in the top ten. No matter which one of them slapped himself, it would be a shocking matter.
However, due to their standpoints, the disciples were divided into two groups. The senior disciples naturally wanted Ye Xing to lose and slap himself ten times. Now that Ji Haoyan lost, they felt very sullen.
Not only was Ji Haoyan the fourth outer disciple, but he was also an old disciple. Since he slapped himself, the old disciple would naturally feel embarrassed as well.
However, while the old disciples were depressed, the new disciples were all very excited.
Although they had no confidence in Ye Xing before the battle, they still hoped that Ye Xing would win. Now that Ye Xing had won, how could they not be excited? It was as if they also had glory.
Especially Ji Haoyan, who was ranked fourth in the Outer Sect, was going to slap himself in front of them. The eyes of the new disciples lit up. How many times would they get such an opportunity in their lifetime?
Ji Haoyan's face instantly flushed red. He'd lost to Ye Xing under the gazes of everyone present, and his heart was filled with resentment, so how could he be willing to slap himself?
Ji Haoyan raged, "I didn't lose!"
Since he had to slap himself ten times if he lost, then he would not admit defeat no matter what!
Although the senior disciples felt their faces burning, they also felt that it was a good idea.
If you refuse to admit defeat, then bite me!
As for the new disciples, they instantly roared with laughter. Ji Haoyan's gaze swept angrily and the laughter stopped.
Although Ji Haoyan had lost to Ye Xing, his ability was unquestionable. Now that he was glaring angrily, which new disciple dared to continue mocking him?
Ye Xing said disdainfully, "You've already been injured by me, and I've even thrown you off the battle stage. Isn't that a loss? If this isn't considered a loss, then let's continue. I'll beat you until you admit defeat! "
How would Ji Haoyan dare to continue fighting with Ye Xing? He snorted coldly, "I won't stoop to your level."
After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave.
Ye Xing's face was instantly covered with a layer of frost. Since he had made a bet, he had to admit defeat. How could it be so easy to not admit defeat?
Ye Xing shouted, "You don't want to slap yourself, fine … I'll slap you. See if I don't slap your stinky mouth!"
Ji Haoyan's body trembled and he shouted sternly, "You dare!"
However, from his body's reaction, it was obvious that he was only putting on a brave front.
At the same time, a voice came from afar. "Ye Xing, where it's possible to make mistakes, you should spare them. Don't go too far!"
"Let's see if I dare!"
Ye Xing didn't care about the sound coming from afar. With a furious shout, he executed the Cloud Goose Steps and charged towards Ji Haoyan.
Since Ji Haoyan didn't keep his word, Ye Xing had to teach him a lesson. Compared to him slapping himself ten times, Ye Xing had to teach Ji Haoyan a lesson.
While he was in the air, Ye Xing launched a ferocious attack on Ji Haoyan, kicking out with both his legs.
Upper Grade Martial Art — Fatal Chain Kick!
The Stage of the Transformative Stage's Fatal Chain Kicks were launched one after another. In Ji Haoyan's eyes, the kicks were everywhere.
As Ji Haoyan was heavily injured, it was hard for him to circulate his internal energy in his chest, causing his strength to be greatly reduced. How could he block Ye Xing's deadly chain kicks?
Bang bang bang bang bang …
A series of heavy breathing sounds were heard. Ji Haoyan didn't know how many kicks he had blocked. Instead, he was kicked to the ground in the blink of an eye and screamed in pain.
Ye Xing landed on the ground and stepped on Ji Haoyan's hands. Then, he sat down and pinned Ji Haoyan's body down.
Then, he clenched his right hand's fingers and slapped Ji Haoyan's face.
"I'll let you admire the flowers … Admire the flowers … Admire the flowers … Admire the flowers … Admire the flowers … Admire the flowers … Admire the flowers … Admire the flowers … Admire the flowers … I'll make your face bloom!"
Slap slap slap slap slap …
With every sentence Ye Xing shouted, he slapped Ji Haoyan. As expected, Ji Haoyan's face was blooming with flowers.
Ye Xing's palm strength was extremely powerful. Although Ye Xing purposely held back and didn't use his Returning Origin Force and only used his physical strength to slap Ji Haoyan ten times, it was enough to make Ji Haoyan's face bleed. His mouth was filled with broken teeth and blood.
Although Ji Haoyan was a Half Step to Martial Sage, after being beaten up by Ye Xing, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Swoosh —
Just as Ye Xing finished his tenth slap, a scorching hot palm print suddenly shot toward him from afar.
Swoosh —
Ye Xing's body leaped and he instantly left Ji Haoyan's body. With a somersault, he avoided the palm print and landed on the Battle Arena.
The palm print didn't hit Ye Xing. Instead, it hit the stone wall of the Battle Arena and there was a loud explosion.
The Battle Arena was made of solid ores and was reinforced by a formation. Even a Martial Sage would have a hard time destroying it, let alone a Half Step to Martial Sage's attack.
The person who attacked was a young disciple in a red robe. He was around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. His appearance was ordinary, but he had a scorching aura, as if he was a fireball.
"Ye Xing, how dare you!" The red robed disciple stopped beside Ji Haoyan. After glancing at Ji Haoyan, he glanced at Ye Xing and shouted coldly.
"It's Senior Brother Chao!"
"Third Senior Brother is here!"
"Teach Ye Xing a lesson and avenge Senior Brother Ji!"
… …
Many senior disciples began to clamor when they saw the person.
The person was the third outer disciple, Chao Huarong.
When Chao Huarong heard the news, he immediately rushed over. However, Ji Haoyan had already been defeated by Ye Xing.
Chao Huarong's voice was as sharp as a blade, sending chills down one's spine.
The new disciples were astounded. Although there was only a name difference between the third and fourth outer disciple, there was a significant difference in terms of strength.
It was obvious from the rewards given to the top ten disciples by the sect. The top ten disciples were ranked on the same level, while the top three disciples were ranked on the same level. Being able to be ranked in the top three among so many outer disciples, his strength was definitely terrifying.
On the other hand, Ye Xing's expression was as calm as ever.
He was planning to challenge the top three disciples, so why would he be afraid of Chao Huarong? He stared at Chao Huarong with a sharp gaze.
Ye Xing calmly said, "What is it? Do you want to have a try too?"
The disciples were astounded. They did not expect Ye Xing to be so calm in front of Chao Huarong.
It was as if he did not treat Chao Huarong seriously.
This caused the disciples to be astonished. Chao Huarong was ranked third among the outer disciples. There was a huge difference between her strength and Ji Haoyan, who was ranked fourth among the outer disciples.
Although Ye Xing had beaten Ji Haoyan badly, most of the disciples did not think that Ye Xing was a match for Chao Huarong.
Chao Huarong and Ji Haoyan had a good relationship. Furthermore, he was also one of the disciples who looked down on Ye Xing for entering the top ten. Now that Ji Haoyan was involved, he was filled with anger. Even if Ye Xing did not challenge him, he would still go up the stage to teach Ye Xing a lesson. How could he reject Ye Xing's challenge?
Chao Huarong stared at Ye Xing and said fiercely, "Fine, today I will let you know the immensity of heaven and earth!"
He probed Ji Haoyan's aura. Seeing that Ji Haoyan had only fainted, he asked two senior disciples to carry him away for treatment.
Then, Chao Huarong's figure flashed and turned into a red afterimage, appearing on the stage in an instant.
Looking at Chao Huarong's movement skill, Ye Xing knew that Chao Huarong was even more powerful than Ji Haoyan.
Once on the stage, Chao Huarong's aura became much more terrifying. His entire body was like a ball of burning flames, causing the surrounding temperature to rise abruptly.
Above him, the air surged without any wind, as if there was a heatwave rushing towards the sky. Ye Xing felt a gust of hot air rushing towards him.
Ye Xing observed Chao Huarong, only to see that there seemed to be a raging fire burning within his body, emitting a crimson glow, almost the same color as his clothes.
Especially Chao Huarong's palms, they turned from red to red, as if they contained a terrifying power.
Naturally, Ye Xing could tell at a glance that Chao Huarong cultivated a fire attribute martial art.
Ye Xing's martial arts were basically non-attribute martial arts. It was purely based on the strength of one's inner strength.
This was because martial arts with attributes were related to the martial artist's physique and the cultivation environment. Comparatively speaking, it was much less related to one's martial arts talent.
If Ye Xing practiced attribute martial arts, his advantage would not be as great as non-attribute martial arts. Therefore, with attribute martial arts, Ye Xing only learned the theory and did not practice it.
However, with the same strength of inner strength, attribute martial arts were stronger than non-attribute martial arts.
And to challenge someone of a higher level was an extravagant hope for most martial artists. Therefore, in order to pursue a strong attacking power, in order to have a stronger strength than other martial artists of the same level, many martial artists were willing to practice attribute martial arts.
Chao Huarong's physique leaned towards the fire attribute. Thus, he practiced fire attribute martial arts much faster than other martial arts. His cultivation method "Nine Suns Tactics" was a fire attribute martial arts inheritance. His martial arts technique "Blazing Divine Palm" was a fire attribute martial arts technique.
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