Ye Futian walked forward. The cultivators of the Thirteen Floors looked at him and nodded with a smile.
Ye Futian extended his finger and pointed at the silver spear in the middle. Suddenly, many people looked at him. Those who dared to challenge a Secondary Divine Weapon were not ordinary people.
"Who is this person?" someone whispered in the crowd.
"Silver clothes, silver mask, extraordinary bearing. I wonder which powerful figure he is."
"How should I address you?" the cultivator of the Thirteen Floors asked.
"Silver Spear, Changkong." Ye Futian used an alias, so naturally, no one had heard of his name.
On the 13th floor of the Thirteen Floors in front of them, a figure floated down and landed on the empty battlefield next to it. Ye Futian walked over there and stood opposite his opponent. Silver light screens appeared around him and directly sealed the empty space.
The battlefield was large, but for people of their level, it was very small. However, the purpose of the Thirteen Floors was to learn spear techniques and fight attacks with attacks. Therefore, a large space was not needed to determine the winner of the battle with spear techniques.
"Thirteen Floors, Silver Spear, Wen Yang. Please advise me." The cultivator opposite Ye Futian was a middle-aged man. He held a silver spear in his hand and had an indomitable sharp aura. It was as if he was a spear just by standing there.
Both of them called themselves Silver Spear. Whose spear was stronger?
Ye Futian stretched out his hand. Suddenly, the power of the Great Path gathered in his hand and formed a silver spear. He held the spear and looked at Wen Yang. He said, "Please advise me."
The moment his voice fell, Ye Futian's body seemed to become extremely sharp and merged with the silver spear. The spear was like him, and he was like the spear. His silver clothes fluttered in the wind, giving people a sense of transcendence.
In just an instant, Wen Yang seemed to sense that he had encountered a powerful opponent. His expression became extremely serious.
Waves of terrifying fluctuations emanated from the long spear in his hand. He advanced forward, thrusting his spear into the void, causing the void to tremble as a powerful shockwave appeared.
However, Wen Yang did not attack directly. Instead, he stabbed out with his spear once more, one stab after another. With every stab, the shockwave would grow stronger. Its might seemed to be multiplying, stacking on top of each other and becoming stronger.
"Thirteen Floors Spear Technique." When the spectators saw Wen Yang unleashing his ultimate art, they couldn't help but feel shocked. Furthermore, Wen Yang seemed to be extremely cautious. He didn't test the waters with his attacks. Instead, he unleashed spear after spear, continuously improving the might of his spear technique.
It was said that the creator of this spear art only managed to cultivate up to the twelfth level. In his entire life, he had only used the thirteenth spear once. That single spear strike was enough to shock the heavens and the earth and make ghosts and gods weep. Even he himself had died after using that ultimate spear strike. That final spear strike had shocked the heavens and earth.
Ye Futian stood there quietly, feeling the powerful shockwaves that continued to hit him. Wave after wave, they were like destructive waves that pressed down on this sealed space, causing the space to suffocate and the Great Path to collapse. In this sealed space, this kind of spear technique was indeed an extremely powerful spear technique.
Moreover, the power of the spear technique was still stacking and becoming stronger.
Sadly, Wen Yang's opponent was him. Although techniques were important in the cultivation of offensive techniques, in front of absolute strength, they were meaningless.
Ye Futian raised his hand and drew his spear.
He and the spear became one. It was as if they had become one. Like light and lightning, they disappeared in a flash.
Bang, bang, bang … A dull sound was heard. The shockwaves were directly shattered by the beam of light. In an instant, a silver spear was pointed at Wen Yang's brow.
It was only one spear strike!
In front of absolute comprehension and absolute power, techniques were meaningless. The Great Path was interconnected, and so were all methods. Ye Futian's simple spear strike was the simplest form of the Great Path. He and the spear became one, and the Great Path became one. Even if he didn't use the hidden power, it was still not something that Wen Yang could contend with. The gap between the two of them was too great.
Behind Ye Futian, the shockwaves continued to surge. They even impacted the surrounding seals, causing them to tremble. After a while, the light screen of the seals also disappeared.
Wen Yang's eyes were frozen there, staring at the silver mask in front of him.
One spear strike!
As a top-notch Renhuang of the Thirteenth Floor, he couldn't even withstand one spear strike. In this spear strike, he felt the absolute gap between them. His comprehension of cultivation and that of his opponent was not on the same level.
Many cultivators on the Thirteenth Floor stood up and looked down. Their pupils contracted, and there was a look of shock in their eyes. Those who came to challenge were mostly defeated. There were very few people who could defeat Chonglou's spear techniques, not to mention an instant kill.
In this simple spear strike, it seemed to be a return to simplicity. The Great Path was the simplest form.
"What an amazing spear strike," an old man praised.
"Thank you for letting me win." The silver spear in Ye Futian's hand dissipated.
"Your spear technique, Wen Yang admires it." Wen Yang put away his spear and bowed slightly to Ye Futian. The event of Tianyan City was indeed a place where one could meet distinguished figures from all over. He had never heard of the person in front of him, but he was so amazing.
For the first time, Wen Yang actually felt that his Thirteenth Floor spear technique was gaudy and flashy.
Of course, the Thirteenth Floor spear technique was not weak. It was just that he had met someone stronger.
"Mr. Changkong, would you like to come upstairs for a chat?" Wen Yang invited politely. He was not angry because he was defeated by a single spear strike. Why did the Thirteenth Floor pay the price of a sub-divine weapon to experience the spear techniques of cultivators from all over?
It was to see those top-notch spear techniques, perfect their own spear techniques, and learn and comprehend them. That was why they were more willing to see powerful spear techniques. However, the power of Ye Futian's spear techniques had already exceeded his understanding. His comprehension was not high enough.
"There is no need. I am used to being alone. When the time comes, I will come and get the silver spear," Ye Futian said. Ye Futian said. It was as if the divine weapon was already in his possession. His arrogant attitude made everyone around him feel his confidence. "That's right," Ye Futian replied.
"May I ask where Mr. Changkong is cultivating?" an old man on the Thirteenth Floor looked at Ye Futian and asked curiously.
"I comprehend spear techniques on my own," Ye Futian replied.
"Comprehend it yourself!" The elder said in a low voice, "I am impressed. Sir's spear technique is rarely seen. I heard that the spear of the Spear Emperor, the direct disciple of the Great Emperor, is also a peerless spear technique. However, I have not seen it until now. It is a pity that Divine General Du You has already passed the divine tribulation of the Great Path. I am afraid that I will not have the chance to see his spear."
"Spear Emperor Du You," Ye Futian murmured. "Is he very strong?"
The elder was stunned for a moment. Then, he smiled and said, "The direct disciple of Donghuang the Great is, of course, very strong. In terms of spear techniques, there may not be anyone in the Divine Prefecture who can match up to him. It is said that once the Spear Emperor uses his spear alone, there will be no spear in the world."
"Alright." Ye Futian nodded. "I'd like to see it if I have the chance. Goodbye."
With that, he turned around and left.
Proud, aloof, and cold.
Looking at his departing figure, many people felt a little astonished. Not only was this person's spear technique outstanding, but he was also so proud and aloof. If there was a chance, did he want to see the spear of the Spear Emperor Du You?
Even if he was very strong, which could be seen from that strike just now, who was the Spear Emperor Du You?
The direct disciple of Donghuang the Great would not take him seriously at all.
"How sure is this person that he can take the Secondary Divine Weapon?" someone asked the elder on the 13th Floor.
"Although there are many geniuses here, including many top figures, the spear just now was really amazing. I think he has a 50% chance of taking away the Secondary Divine Weapon," the elder said. "Silver Spear Long Sky. This name must be remembered. Many people will become famous in this event, and he will be one of them."
Ye Futian did not care about what others thought. In terms of fame, in the Divine Prefecture, how many people were more famous than "Ye Futian"?
The reason why he wanted to take the spear was that it was a Secondary Divine Weapon. He could get it without paying a price, so why not? Secondly, he could better conceal himself. He was the Silver Spear Long Sky, a pure and arrogant Spear Emperor.
Of course, although this spear caused some waves in the 13th Floor, it was nothing in the current Tianyan City. Now, in Tianyan City, who knew how many heroes had come.
After Ye Futian left the 13th Floor, he went to a restaurant in Tianyan City to drink. In the restaurant, he often heard all kinds of gossip.
He came to a corner of the restaurant and sat down. Leaning against the window, he could see people coming and going outside. Just like on the street, people next to him were talking about the event in Tianyan City. It seemed that this was the only topic in Tianyan City.
"I heard that Princess Donghuang will come in person this time," someone in the restaurant said. This restaurant was not large. The big restaurants were already overcrowded, so the cultivators here were not very strong. Most of the news was more "gossip."
"A hundred years ago, a divine general came to attend the event. Will the princess come in person this time?"
"Yes, Princess Donghuang is already an adult, and her cultivation is also successful. She has been busy cultivating, and now it is time for her to choose a cultivation partner. It is said that Tianyan City has a great chance."
"Why Tianyan City?"
"Think about it. Although Donghuang the Great rules the Divine Prefecture, many Ancient God Clans are not directly under him. Moreover, they lack top refining forces. If they can take Tianyan City, it will undoubtedly make the imperial palace stronger. Therefore, it is very likely that they will choose Tianyan City."
"Tianyan City's Crown Prince?" someone asked.
"Crown Prince?" The person who spoke showed a touch of sarcasm and said, "One look and I can tell that your news is outdated. When Crown Prince Donghuang went to the Original Realm, he was defeated. What kind of person is Princess Donghuang? Why would she consider him again?"
"The battle where he was defeated by Ye Futian?"
"Yes, when several top figures of the Ancient God Clan joined forces, they were defeated by Ye Futian and his wife. Crown Prince Donghuang also participated in that battle." "Many people think that Wang Mian may be the future City Lord of Tianyan City, but in reality, Wang Mian has always been the second-in-command. His main responsibility is cultivation. The true heir of Tianyan City keeps an extremely low profile. Even outsiders do not know how strong he is. According to the news I received, he has already passed the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path and is able to forge Secondary Heavenly Weapons. For this Armorer Competition, Tianyan City invited all the principalities of the Divine Prefecture to come. In reality, it is to build momentum for him, to make his name known throughout the world and win first place in the Armorer Competition."
"The Wang Clan of the City Lord's Residence of Tianyan City has always been high-profile. How could they have secretly cultivated such a character?" someone asked curiously.
"This is the cleverness of Tianyan City. Among the Ancient God Clan, who doesn't have a trump card? Crown Prince Donghuang is just what the outside world sees. The hidden person is the true core of Tianyan City. His target may be Princess Donghuang, "the person said mysteriously.
Ye Futian listened quietly. He picked up his wine cup and drank, but in his heart, he sneered.
Princess Donghuang needed a marriage alliance?
For people of his level, hearing these words was like listening to a joke. Below the Great Emperor, all were ants, unless Tianyan the Great was reborn!
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