The Starry School disciples retreated, leaving a space where Ye Futian, Long Mu, and Jin Yunxiao stood.
Today, Ye Futian was crowned as the Son. Chief Chen said that anyone from the Top Three Schools, or even the Divine Sky City, who doubted Ye Futian, as long as they could prove that Ye Futian was not worthy, they would admit that they were wrong. This was how confident he was in Ye Futian.
This meant that if someone in the same plane defeated Ye Futian, today's ceremony would become a joke. Not only would Ye Futian be embarrassed, but he, the chief, and the entire Starry School would also be embarrassed.
Clearly, Chief Chen thought that Ye Futian could dominate his generation.
Both the Blazing Sun School and the Bright Moon School's elders and disciples stared at Ye Futian. They had guessed that Ye Futian was the mysterious person who caused the martial arts battlefield to collapse. Otherwise, Chief Chen would not be so confident to hold a coronation ceremony for Ye Futian, who was not a disciple of the school. Only someone with enough talent could make the Starry Sage do this for Ye Futian.
Then, it could only be the mysterious man in silver.
They even thought that Ye Futian was someone that Chief Chen had his eyes on long ago, but he had kept it a secret and did not announce it to the public until today.
Of course, no matter what, it was not important. What was important was what Ye Futian had obtained from the martial arts battlefield. What level had his talent and strength reached?
Perhaps they would be able to see it soon.
Countless gazes looked at the three figures in the middle.
Long Mu and Jin Yunxiao both stared at Ye Futian coldly. Once, when they appeared in front of Ye Futian, their auras were at an absolute advantage. They were confident, arrogant, and did not take Ye Futian seriously at all. Naturally, their auras were not weak.
But now, in front of Ye Futian in the holy robe, they no longer had the auras they had before. They were actually slightly suppressed by Ye Futian.
It was not only because of the change in their identities, but also because they had already lost in the martial arts battlefield.
Of course, in the Martial Arts Battlefield, there was martial arts fate to increase one's strength. Spiritual energy could not be released, so one's true battle power could not be displayed. Therefore, even though they had been suppressed before, both Long Mu and Jin Yunxiao still wanted to try and fight fair and square.
To Long Mu, he was fighting for glory. To Jin Yunxiao, he was fighting for his dignity that had been trampled on.
Ye Futian's gaze fell on Long Mu and he said, "I know that you've always looked down on me, but that's just because you've been immersed in your own world. I've never really bothered with you. Now, you should know very well that you're not my opponent. If we really have to fight, are you prepared to bear all of this?"
Everyone was speechless when they heard his words. Just how confident was he?
Was he afraid that Long Mu would not be able to accept the result of the battle?
Long Mu's eyes grew even colder. He clenched his fists. He knew what Ye Futian meant. If he chose to silently allow all of this to happen, perhaps everyone would forget about it. However, he, Long Mu, had stepped out to challenge Ye Futian. If he lost, everyone would remember.
"What about you? Can you accept failure?" Long Mu asked coldly.
Ye Futian didn't say anything else. He was only persuading Long Mu because of his wife. Since Long Mu insisted, there was nothing else he could say.
"Make your move," Ye Futian said.
An extremely wild aura exploded from Long Mu's body. Then, a true dragon roared and a divine golden dragon appeared behind Long Mu. It soared into the sky. It was a divine five-clawed golden dragon.
Within Long Mu's body, there seemed to be a strange aura exploding. The people of the West Mountain Dragon Clan had the blood of the Ancestral Dragon and were born with the power of dragons.
At that moment, an extremely bright purple lightning flashed from Ye Futian's body. In an instant, the surroundings seemed to have turned into a world of lightning, sweeping through the entire sky. Streaks of lightning landed on Long Mu's body, but Long Mu seemed to not feel it. He stepped on the ground and with a loud bang, his body flew into the sky. He raised his arm and grabbed at Ye Futian.
The golden five-clawed divine dragon roared and rushed out. It was extremely huge and directly tore at Ye Futian's body. At that moment, Ye Futian seemed extremely small.
Ye Futian didn't release his Life Spirit. He only raised his hand and in an instant, thousands of lightning bolts gathered into one, turning into a terrifying lightning vortex. It actually condensed into the Thunder God Shield. The terrifying golden dragon rushed over and was actually sucked into the vortex of the Thunder God Shield. Then, it was torn into pieces by the endless lightning bolts, as if there was a dragon howling.
"It really is him." Seeing this scene, Chen Wang from the Blazing Sun Academy's heart trembled. There was no longer any doubt. He could already confirm that Ye Futian was that person.
At that moment, Ye Futian seemed to have turned into a Thunder God. With a shield in his hand, it was the ability that the first Sage Plane expert in the ninth level of the martial arts battlefield possessed.
Long Mu's body floated in the air. His hands trembled and in an instant, a divine dragon seemed to have attached itself to his body. He seemed to have merged with the dragon's body. Without any fancy moves, he directly dove down. An enormous golden divine dragon charged towards Ye Futian, its might shocking the heavens. It was as if it could crush Ye Futian with a single claw.
Ye Futian's arm trembled. He took a look at the void. The might of the thunder was endless. The Shield of the Thunder God turned into a purple-gold radiance of thunder and swept towards the golden dragon. In an instant, the light of the Thunder Catastrophe seemed to appear in the sky and bombarded the body of the holy golden dragon in a frenzy. The golden dragon let out a violent roar.
Not only did the Thunder God Shield contain unparalleled offensive power, it also had a terrifying spiritual attack ability.
However, on the dragon's shadow, Long Mu's expression was solemn. He continued to charge downwards. Ye Futian raised his hand and with a rustling sound, countless vines swept out and wrapped around the huge body of the golden dragon.
Then, Ye Futian's arms trembled, and many golden palm prints floated around his body. These golden palm prints flew around in a frenzy, and then gathered together, turning into a terrifying giant palm print. Ye Futian raised his hand and grabbed at the void. An incomparably divine giant palm appeared in the sky, directly grabbing the neck of the pure-blooded dragon.
The divine golden dragon struggled madly under the double attack. Everyone also saw Long Mu struggling. Countless people's hearts trembled. As expected, Long Mu, the son of Long Yitian, who was extremely proud, could not even withstand a single blow.
The giant palm print did not move at all. Then, it swung downwards. With a loud bang, the dragon's body was smashed onto the ground. Then, the dragon's shadow disappeared and Long Mu's body appeared.
Crushed.
Long Mu's face was pale. As expected, the difference was actually the same as in the martial arts battlefield. He still ended up in such a miserable state.
In that case, what was his previous pride?
Madame Long looked at Long Mu and sighed in her heart. Ye Futian might be a hurdle in Long Mu's life. She hoped that he could overcome it so that his heart would be even more resolute.
Ye Futian did not look at Long Mu. Then, his gaze landed on Jin Yunxiao. At the moment, Jin Yunxiao's expression was extremely ugly. Ye Futian had crushed Long Mu. Naturally, he was no match for him.
Ye Futian's true combat ability was actually so strong. Was there no way to collect his debt?
"Buzz." At that moment, Ye Futian's body suddenly moved towards him. An extremely strong aura rushed towards him. Golden Roc wings instantly appeared behind Jin Yunxiao's back and he quickly retreated into the sky. However, Ye Futian took a step forward and used the Thundering Illusion Step. As if he had teleported, he chased after Jin Yunxiao.
Jin Yunxiao roared angrily. His wings trembled and in an instant, countless golden swords whizzed out towards Ye Futian.
"Boom!"
A meteorite light seemed to appear around Ye Futian's body. It spun crazily and contained an extremely terrifying destructive power. When the golden swords reached him, they were all shattered.
Seeing Ye Futian approaching, Jin Yunxiao's wings trembled violently again. He wanted to escape. Ye Futian stepped into the sky and wherever he stepped, there was a thunderous sound. His body traversed through the sky and landed in front of Jin Yunxiao. The two of them faced each other as if they were about to touch. Jin Yunxiao's expression changed. He closed his wings and they were extremely sharp, cutting through the sky.
Ye Futian raised both of his arms. The spinning meteorite light flowed around his arms and actually blocked the wings. He stretched out his palms and grabbed Jin Yunxiao's neck. With a sudden fling, the Thundering Illusion Step was used again. The two of them directly changed positions and descended from the sky.
Boom!
A violent rumble was heard and the ground cracked. Jin Yunxiao's body was smashed into the cracked ground by Ye Futian's neck.
Ye Futian glanced at Jin Yunxiao mockingly. Then, he let go of his arm and turned to leave. He still remembered the sword light that Jin Yunxiao had slashed at him in the martial arts battlefield. Since he wanted to be humiliated, Ye Futian would grant his wish.
Jin Yunxiao saw Ye Futian's eyes that were filled with disdain. His expression was extremely dark and he thought of the scene in the martial arts battlefield where he was forced to kneel on the ground in humiliation. His eyes turned red and there was a tinge of madness in them.
"Boom!" His body bounced up from the ground and a dazzling Golden Roc Sword appeared in his hand. It was as if a Golden Roc had appeared in the sky and slashed towards Ye Futian.
Ye Futian stopped in his tracks and raised his eyebrows.
"How dare you!" An elder from the Starry School shouted coldly. The elder from the Jin Clan also frowned. Did Jin Yunxiao know what he was doing?
Vroom. Before Ye Futian could move, a figure dashed out from the crowd like a sword and brushed past Ye Futian.
It was a one-armed silhouette. He pulled out his sword, and with a single slash, he charged towards Jin Yunxiao's attack. In an instant, there seemed to be tens of thousands of flashes of the sword flowing in the air, converging at one point and striking the shadow of the Roc, shattering it into pieces.
The sword continued forward, and thousands of beams of light from the sword converged into one, landing on the tip of the Alkaid, piercing the opponent's Golden Roc Sword. Beams of terrifying Sword Qi swept out along the Golden Roc Sword, flowing onto Jin Yunxiao's body.
In that instant, Jin Yunxiao felt as if there were thousands of sword wills swimming around his body. His face turned pale and his sword flew out of his hand.
Then, a bone-chilling sword landed on his throat. If it had gone any further, it would have taken his life. His throat was slit.
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