Yu Sheng!
At this moment, the people of the Nandou Nation would remember this name forever.
The voice was like a seal, imprinting Yu Sheng's name in their minds.
His name was Yu Sheng.
He was from the Donghai City of the Nandou Nation and Yi Xiang's disciple.
They were thinking, who was Yi Xiang?
Why did Donghai Academy have such an outstanding disciple who fought for the Cangye Kingdom?
Furthermore, Yun Tianhao seemed to be the best student in Donghai Academy. What about Yu Sheng?
The people of Donghai Academy were shocked speechless. They didn't know what to feel. The people of Heiyan City and Heiyan Academy had high hopes for Yun Tianhao. But so what? The three prides had all become Yu Sheng's background.
Ye Futian smiled at the figure. He knew why Yu Sheng was shouting. After this battle, Yu Sheng's name would spread throughout the Nandou Nation and become a legend.
Because he was from Donghai City and Donghai Academy, his voice would quickly spread throughout Donghai City.
As long as Yi Xiang was here, he would definitely hear his disciple's voice at the Tingfeng Banquet.
Senior Yi, you didn't lose out on being your disciple and son-in-law, did you? Ye Futian thought to himself. His smile was bright. He wondered what that sly old fox Yi Xiang would look like when he found out. He would definitely be proud.
Beside Ye Futian, the people of the Cangye Kingdom also trembled when they saw the wings on Yu Sheng's back.
Had Yu Sheng been hiding his strength at the Cangye Kingdom's Fenghua Banquet?
Or did he only cultivate those devil-like wings after coming to the Nandou Nation?
Back when he was in the Seven-starred Glory Plane, he couldn't do anything to Dharma because he couldn't fly. Now, he was in the Eight-starred Glory Plane and killed the Dharma Plane genius Su Mu.
Not to mention them, even the eight emperors who were present today were quite shocked. Yu Sheng's fighting style was too violent. He crushed his opponent with absolute power and ignored everything. No matter how shocking his techniques were, no matter how many tricks he had up his sleeves, he would crush them all with his own strength.
Murderous intent burned in Emperor Luo's eyes. In the past, he only wanted to kill Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu. Now, he realized he had missed someone.
The headmaster of the Finance Star School, Yi Xiang's disciple, was this meant for Yi Xiang?
How insufferably arrogant. He had used the Tingfeng Banquet's battle platform to trample on the Tingfeng Banquet's geniuses and tell his master, Yi Xiang, that he had arrived.
Beside Emperor Luo, Luo Junlin and Minister Hua's eyes were also filled with murderous intent. Shen Ruoshuang, the woman beside Luo Junlin, froze. Last night, she had mocked Yu Sheng for being ugly. Tonight, he was like a demon. Who would dare to use the word ugly to describe him?
Even Minister Zuo, who had been quiet all this time, looked up at Yu Sheng. Seeing the demon-like figure, he glanced at Ye Futian in the Cangye Kingdom's direction.
He had only calculated the fates of Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu. Now, he discovered that there was such a terrifying being by Ye Futian's side. Ye Futian was someone who defied the heavens. How could he not have a Divine Protector by his side? It seemed that fate had arranged everything.
The Celestial Empress was here, and so was the General Star.
Crown Prince Luo Junlin was valued by the Royal Xuan Temple. The emperors of the eight nations had gathered. Everyone thought that the Nandou Nation would rise in the Hundred Lands. Who would have thought that this was the beginning of a disaster?
If the heavens wanted to kill a man, they would first make him mad!
On the battle platform, Yu Sheng scanned the vast crowd. That roar just now seemed to have completely released all the pressure he had been suppressing for the past few days.
Then, with a flap of his wings, Yu Sheng turned and flew towards the spectator stands.
He did not continue fighting. What he had done was enough. His master should be able to hear him. As long as he asked around, he would know that he was fighting for the Cangye Kingdom's Emperor Ye. Naturally, he would go to the Cangye Kingdom to meet up with him.
When Yu Sheng returned to the spectator stands, he had already retracted his wings. The geniuses of the Cangye Kingdom's Fenghua Rank all looked at him differently. There was admiration and jealousy.
Yu Sheng's roar just now made their hearts tremble. They remembered the conversation between Yu Sheng and Zuo Qianfan. The Noble Plane was just a plane in cultivation. Was it really that powerful?
Perhaps it was to Yu Sheng now. But what about ten years later, twenty years later?
One day, when he obtained the noble fate, he would probably become an overbearing noble.
Emperor Ye looked at Yu Sheng with even more admiration. Not only because of his talent, but also because of the meaning behind that roar.
Yu Sheng's condition for getting into the top three at the Fenghua Banquet was to find his master. Now, on the battlefield of the Tingfeng Banquet, his purpose was the same.
As an emperor, he was actually jealous of Yi Xiang. He really wanted to see what kind of person Yu Sheng's master was.
Although Yu Sheng walked off the battle platform, the space was already very quiet. The roar from before seemed to have happened a long time ago.
Before, the Tingfeng Banquet had made the blood of the Nandou Nation boil. Everyone's emotions were at their peak. It was as if everyone was witnessing the prosperity of the Nandou Nation.
But Yu Sheng's appearance forcefully interrupted everything. Looking back at the Tingfeng Banquet, it was like a joke.
Once every ten years? Just one battle and everything would be erased.
What was peerless? This was true peerless talent. One person could overshadow the light of everyone else. He could overshadow all the geniuses born at the Tingfeng Banquet.
"Do you still want to fight?"
Emperor Ye saw that the atmosphere was slightly heavy and asked with a smile. At this moment, he spoke with confidence.
Yu Sheng's battle also made him feel refreshed.
"The battle of the four nations is only one battle. Of course, we have to continue," Chu Kuangren said. Just now, when Yu Sheng asked for a battle, no one from the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom answered. It was very embarrassing. But Yu Sheng's performance was too violent. He was much stronger than the so-called third place on the Fenghua Rank according to the intelligence. He shocked everyone.
But the geniuses of the Yunchu Nation and the Yan Kingdom were not weak.
"There's no need for so much trouble," a cold voice said. Then, Ye Wuchen stood up and said indifferently, "You've been nagging for so many days. In the end, you don't even have the courage to fight. If I were you, I would have shut up long ago."
Chu Kuangren looked at Ye Wuchen, his expression extremely ugly. Just now, no one went up against Yu Sheng. They could not refute that.
"Whoever wants to come up, come up yourself." As soon as Ye Wuchen finished speaking, sword intent formed. His body shot out like a sword. In an instant, he landed on the battle platform where Yun Tianhao had been.
Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Wuchen. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking relaxed and at ease. He didn't look like he was about to face a battle at all.
"Brother Yan, are you going or should I?" Chu Kuangren looked at Yan Qi of the Yan Kingdom. Both of them were in the second-level Dharma Plane, the same as Ye Wuchen.
"You can come together," Ye Wuchen said calmly.
"Arrogant," Yan Qi said coldly. "He cultivates swordsmanship and I cultivate knife techniques. I'll fight this battle."
"Alright." Chu Kuangren also stared at Ye Wuchen coldly.
Yan Qi stood up. Then, he took a step and flew into the air, walking in the air.
A terrifying saber intent was emitted from his body, as if it was going to split everything in its path.
Yan Qi was a peerless talent of the Yan Kingdom. He had been conferred the title of prince. His knife had once killed a fourth-level Dharma Plane cultivator.
Step by step, Yan Qi walked to the sky above the battle platform. Knife intent filled the sky as if there was an invisible knife intent slashing out, trying to cut Ye Wuchen's body in half.
Ye Wuchen raised his head. With a glance, sword intent permeated the air and tore the knife intent apart.
Two extremely violent auras collided in the air.
A large knife appeared in Yan Qi's hand. His body suddenly sped up like lightning. Then, he slashed out with the knife. Wind wrapped around the knife. In that instant, there were thousands of knife lights slashing down at the same time.
Ye Wuchen raised his hand and pointed. Endless sword intent bloomed with his finger. Under the endless sword intent, the knife lights were destroyed continuously.
Yan Qi's body spun in the air. The knife's momentum changed and an even more terrifying knife intent descended. Then, he slashed out a second time, even stronger than the previous one.
Ye Wuchen's expression was still calm. His body slowly rose into the air. Endless sword intent moved with his body. Countless sharp swords appeared around him. They were real swords.
"Go." Ye Wuchen pressed his finger into the air. In an instant, countless sharp swords whizzed past and spun wildly towards Yan Qi's body.
Seeing this, Yan Qi's knife technique changed immediately. He danced in front of him. The sharp swords seemed to have turned into a sword vortex, attacking his body from all directions.
A black knife appeared behind him. Extremely terrifying knife intent emanated from it. As his knife technique was released, thousands of knife lights appeared around him. Wind and rain could not pass through his body.
Seeing this, Ye Wuchen's expression remained the same. Endless sword intent appeared around him again. With a point of his finger, it was released wildly again towards Yan Qi.
The sharp swords seemed to have no limits. Everyone could only see Yan Qi continuously dancing with the knife lights. His knife technique was very strong. Both his attack and defense were extremely terrifying.
However, Ye Wuchen's sword seemed to have no limits. When Yan Qi wanted to break through his defense, Ye Wuchen's sword seemed to have grown eyes and went for Yan Qi's weakness.
This made Yan Qi realize in despair that there was nothing he could do other than defend.
"Surrender or die?" Ye Wuchen said in an extremely calm voice. Then, he extended his hands and the endless sword will surrounding Yan Qi turned into a storm of swords, burying his entire body within the swords.
In the air, there seemed to be only swords. Yan Qi was not there.
"I surrender," Yan Qi's voice came from within the storm. Yan Qi's voice was heard from within the storm. In the next moment, the storm of swords dissipated and Yan Qi's figure appeared.
But the scene just now still replayed in his mind.
The people of the Cangye Kingdom watched the battle before them. It turned out that Ye Wuchen had not used his full strength at the Fenghua Banquet because at that time, he was already invincible.
Emperor Ye should know Ye Wuchen's strength the best. Ye Wuchen was his nephew. In reality, if Ye Futian and Yu Sheng had not appeared, Ye Wuchen would undoubtedly be first on the Fenghua Rank.
However, Ye Futian had defeated someone in the Dharma Plane. But there was no suitable opponent for Ye Wuchen at the Fenghua Banquet.
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