Heh … All the disciples' eyes lit up!
They thought that the matter was over, but they didn't expect that there would be another wave. Ye Xing actually took the initiative to challenge Xin Zhuoyuan!
This made all the disciples' spirits rise.
Xin Zhuoyuan was the outer sect's number one, and was known as the 'Little Sword Saint'! There was no doubt about his strength, he was extremely powerful!
The disciples didn't expect that Ye Xing would take the initiative to challenge Xin Zhuoyuan when he already gave Xin Zhuoyuan no reason to find trouble with him.
This … Wasn't this seeking his own death?
Xin Zhuoyuan's expression also changed!
Originally, he was defeated by Ye Xing's words, like a defeated rooster, dejectedly wanting to step down from the battle stage.
However, Ye Xing's challenge made his gaze focus, and his aura once again condensed.
His purpose on the stage was to take care of Ye Xing. What Ye Xing's scimitar was Dong Fu's weapon, it was just an excuse to make a move. Now that he had no way to make a move, Ye Xing taking the initiative to challenge him was exactly what he wanted.
Xin Zhuoyuan turned around, and his gaze turned sharp again, "You … Challenge me?"
Ye Xing nodded, "That's right."
Xin Zhuoyuan was happy that he had the opportunity to take care of Ye Xing, but at the same time, he was angry that Ye Xing dared to challenge him.
Ye Xing challenged him because he thought he could defeat him. Although this was only Ye Xing's opinion, it still made Xin Zhuoyuan unhappy. This was a challenge to his prestige as the outer sect's number one disciple.
Xin Zhuoyuan sneered, "You're seeking your own death!"
Many disciples agreed with Xin Zhuoyuan's words.
Ye Xing smiled indifferently, "Hehe … Blind confidence is not a good thing!"
Xin Zhuoyuan's face turned green. Ever since he became the outer sect's number one, he had the title of 'Little Sword Saint', dominating the outer sect's number one, and no one dared to challenge him.
Ye Xing was just a new disciple who had entered the sect for less than two months, and the implication was that his strength wasn't enough. How could Xin Zhuoyuan not be angry?
Xin Zhuoyuan raised his hand, and a dazzling sword appeared in his hand. It was a Superior Grade Mortal Weapon.
"You are the one who is blindly confident. Today, I will let you know the price of arrogance!"
Xin Zhuoyuan coldly snorted. The brilliance of the sword in his hand exploded, and like lightning, it suddenly pierced towards Ye Xing's heart.
Xin Zhuoyuan's Flowing Light Sword Art was a sword art that emphasized speed. He had cultivated the Flowing Light Sword Art to the acme of perfection. His speed was so fast that it was almost like a ray of flowing light.
At least, in Ye Xing's eyes, Xin Zhuoyuan's sword was only a ray of light, and there was no sword shadow at all.
Such a fast sword strike surpassed the reaction ability of the vast majority of martial artists. Before they could block it, the sword would pierce through their heart, killing them instantly.
Even if they were all Half-Martial Sacred Realm experts, there were very few who could block Xin Zhuoyuan's attack. Only the top ten Half-Martial Sacred Realm experts of the outer disciples would have a chance.
The title of 'Little Sword Saint' was not given by Xin Zhuoyuan himself, but by others. It could be seen that his sword art was indeed extremely terrifying.
Looking at the sword that was like a ray of flowing light, even if the disciples weren't affected by the 'spirit' of the sword, their hearts instantly turned cold. They knew that they wouldn't be able to dodge this sword no matter what.
Then … how would Ye Xing block it?
Facing Xin Zhuoyuan's terrifying sword, Ye Xing's eyes revealed a hint of surprise. Although Ye Xing had seen the secret manual of the Flowing Light Sword Art, he had never cultivated it.
Ye Xing was proficient in fist and leg techniques, as well as archery. Ye Xing knew that unless he used archery, no matter what kind of martial arts he used, he wouldn't be able to match the speed of Xin Zhuoyuan's sword.
However, Ye Xing only revealed a surprised expression. He wasn't shocked, nor was he afraid.
Origin Returning Energy!
Facing this sword, Ye Xing didn't dodge. The inner strength of Origin Returning Energy instantly condensed in the palm of his right hand. Facing Xin Zhuoyuan's sword, he grabbed it.
No matter how fast Xin Zhuoyuan's sword was, it couldn't be faster than Ye Xing's grab.
In an instant, the tip of the sword pierced Ye Xing's palm.
The sword light instantly dissipated under the dazzling inner strength of Origin Returning Energy. The tip of the sword couldn't pierce through it. When it was still half an inch away from Ye Xing's palm, it couldn't go any further.
On the dueling platform, the two seemed to be still. Palm and sword were facing each other, separated by half an inch, but they couldn't touch each other.
Below the Dueling Stage, all the disciples were stunned. They were dumbfounded.
They never expected that Ye Xing could block Xin Zhuoyuan's sword with just inner strength.
How terrifying was the power of Xin Zhuoyuan's sword? How destructive was it?
Even a half-step Martial Sage with the same cultivation as him couldn't block this sword with just Celestial Essence.
However, Ye Xing's cultivation was only at the ninth stage of the Star Shatterer Realm. He hadn't cultivated the Spiritual Martial Inheritance, and the inner strength in his body hadn't been converted into Celestial Essence. Yet, he was able to block it.
This didn't make sense at all!
Even the Origin Returning Energy, which was known for its vigorous inner strength, couldn't compete with Celestial Essence when cultivated to the limit. How could he block Xin Zhuoyuan's sword with just inner strength?
However, Ye Xing did it. The fact was right in front of their eyes.
How could this not shock all the disciples to the point of being dumbstruck?
Naturally, they didn't know that Ye Xing's Origin Returning Energy had been improved by the super brain. Moreover, it wasn't just the sixth stage, but the seventh stage.
The 7th layer of the Returning Essence Inner Strength was even better than the 50% conversion of Celestial Essence.
Moreover, the Origin Returning Energy was a combination of cultivation methods and martial skills. Now that Ye Xing's top-grade martial skill had reached the Transformation Realm, the power of the Origin Returning Energy naturally rose as well.
In terms of the strength of inner strength, Ye Xing's Celestial Essence was no weaker than Xin Zhuoyuan's. In terms of martial skills, Ye Xing's Origin Returning Energy wasn't inferior to Xin Zhuoyuan's Flowing Light Sword Art. Since the Origin Returning Energy was condensed together, its attack power and defensive power were extremely high. Naturally, it could block Xin Zhuoyuan's sword.
"This is impossible — —!"
After a full three breaths of time, Xin Zhuoyuan still couldn't stab forward. Even he couldn't help but exclaim.
Ye Xing laughed.
Impossible? How could the facts in front of them be impossible?
Xin Zhuoyuan couldn't pierce through the Origin Returning Energy in Ye Xing's palm. He immediately withdrew his sword. In the blink of an eye, his sword was like a flowing light, sweeping towards Ye Xing's waist.
The Flowing Light Sword Art's secret was only one word, and that was — — fast!
As long as it was fast to a certain extent, so fast that the opponent couldn't react in time, one sword could easily take the opponent's life.
Unfortunately, although Xin Zhuoyuan's sword was fast, Ye Xing wasn't slow either. It was impossible to reach a speed where Ye Xing couldn't react in time.
Ye Xing's two palms struck out consecutively. Two balls of sharp inner strength in his palms blocked Xin Zhuoyuan's sword attack one after another. Xin Zhuoyuan's fast sword attack couldn't do anything to Ye Xing.
At this moment, the disciples had already recovered from their stupefied state. However, their expressions were still shocked. It was hard to imagine that Ye Xing's cultivation was only at the ninth stage of the Star Tempering Realm. How could his strength reach the same level as Xin Zhuoyuan?
Xin Zhuoyuan's cultivation and martial skills had both reached the peak of the Martial Saint Realm. Logically speaking, other than the Martial Saint Realm, no other martial artist could suppress or even contend against him.
However, Ye Xing was able to fight him to a standstill.
What they didn't know was that Ye Xing wasn't inferior to Xin Zhuoyuan in terms of inner strength or martial skills. The only thing that he was slightly inferior to was his martial skills. However, the difference wasn't too great.
Moreover, the current confrontation between the two was a competition of inner strength and martial skills. Physical strength didn't have much to do with it.
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged another ten moves. All the disciples were shocked to the point of being numb. Their expressions changed from sluggishness to shock, and then to excitement. They stared intently at the battle between Ye Xing and Xin Zhuoyuan, afraid that they would miss a single moment.
"Is this the end of your sword art?"
All of a sudden, Ye Xing shouted coldly and slashed with his hands!
His martial skills didn't change. It was still the Origin Restoration Force.
However, Ye Xing's attack was much more powerful. The inner strength he used was also much more vigorous. As he waved his hands, the Origin Restoration Force turned into a light screen. It gathered around him like a round light shield, protecting him.
Ding ding ding ding ding …
Xin Zhuoyuan's sword pierced the inner strength light shield. Although it was dented a lot, it couldn't pierce through. Instead, it made a sound of objects colliding. All the attacks were blocked.
"Oh my god …!"
"How can there be such a vigorous inner strength?"
"It's almost like a Martial Saint's attack!"
…
When the disciples saw this, they were once again shocked and cried out in surprise.
The seventh level of the Origin Restoration Force was not only powerful, but also very vigorous. In this aspect, it was almost comparable to a Martial Saint's star essence.
It was impossible for a half-step Martial Saint's star essence to form a light shield to protect the whole body. Only a Martial Saint could do it. However, the seventh level of the Origin Restoration Force could also do it.
Xin Zhuoyuan couldn't pierce through Ye Xing's Returning Origin inner strength light shield. Furthermore, when the treasured sword pierced through the light shield, it would be affected by the Returning Origin inner strength. Between piercing and withdrawing, the speed of the sword would be greatly reduced.
Originally, Xin Zhuoyuan's sword was very fast. Although Ye Xing could block it, he had to use all his strength. It was difficult for him to counterattack. Now that Xin Zhuoyuan's sword speed had decreased, Ye Xing's counterattack began in an instant.
Even though the Origin Restoration Force had turned into a light shield to protect the whole body, Ye Xing's Origin Restoration Force was still profound. The sharpness of the inner strength condensed in his palm didn't change. He waved his left palm and instantly slapped the tip of the sword.
Xin Zhuoyuan's sword was a little slower and was suddenly pushed to the side.
At the same time, Ye Xing's right palm also carried a bright inner strength and suddenly slapped forward, directly towards Xin Zhuoyuan's chest.
Xin Zhuoyuan was shocked. He couldn't dodge in time and instantly retracted his sword to block.
Dang — —
The sword vibrated and made an explosive sound. Xin Zhuoyuan was hit hard and instantly retreated.
In the blink of an eye, Xin Zhuoyuan flew back more than ten meters. After landing, he retreated a few steps before stabilizing his body.
At this moment, the blood in his body was surging. He couldn't hold his breath and a mouthful of blood gushed out.
The disciples were stunned again. Xin Zhuoyuan was injured?
He lost just like that?
Ye Xing also thought so. He cupped his hands towards Xin Zhuoyuan, "Thank you for letting me win!"
"You think I lost just like that?"
Unexpectedly, Xin Zhuoyuan shouted and didn't admit defeat.
In the blink of an eye, the sword in his hand disappeared and another sword appeared. It was bright and resplendent, causing everyone's pupils to dilate.
Someone exclaimed, "Spiritual weapon?"
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