As soon as Ye Futian finished speaking, the smiles on everyone's faces froze.
Just before, the Art Saint's disciple, Zhou Mu, had broken his guqin with one blow. They had wanted to mock him and save some face.
However, before they could open their mouths, Ye Futian's next sentence made them swallow the words that were on the tip of their tongues.
Musical Sorcery is his weakest link?
It wasn't that they hadn't seen arrogant people before, but to be arrogant to this extent, to the point of shamelessness, was simply unheard of.
Ye Futian had defeated two young geniuses with musical sorcery, making the others afraid to fight. Now, he was saying that was his weakest? Then what about the two defeated geniuses? What about the young geniuses present?
His guqin had been broken and he was still so arrogant. Did he have any shame?
Even those influential figures were dumbfounded. Did this guy really have his zither broken by Zhou Mu?
This was intolerable.
"Your guqin is broken and you still dare to be so arrogant. I want to see how strong you are without your guqin." Xu Qing, who hadn't been able to fight before, wanted to fight again. He couldn't forget the previous battle and was extremely unhappy. He was a four-star Glory Sorcerer with two attributes but he didn't even have a chance to fight. He lost so mysteriously. One could imagine how unhappy he was.
"You can't do it," Ye Futian said calmly. He walked towards Zhou Mu. However, Xu Qing walked out. The Spiritual Qi around her suddenly became violent.
Ye Futian stopped and glanced at Xu Qing. Lightning flashed around Xu Qing's body, and his eyes were filled with a strong desire to fight. From what he could see, if it wasn't for the fact that his spiritual energy was affected by the musical sorcery and he was unable to cast spells, he would not have lost in such a humiliating manner.
"Lightning sorcery, Thousand Lightning Attraction." The crowd watched as lightning gathered around Xu Qing's body, making her look like a young god of thunder. The lightning was blinding, and countless bolts of lightning gathered in the palm of Xu Qing's outstretched palm, containing a terrifying amount of power.
Ye Futian felt helpless. He also reached out his hand. In an instant, the power of lightning went berserk and gathered in his palm. In an instant, with his palm as the center, there seemed to be a terrifying electric current swimming in it.
"Me too." Ye Futian's voice was calm. Everyone's expressions changed. Ye Futian was only in the Three-star Glory Plane, but the lightning gathered in his palm was no less powerful than Xu Qing's. Furthermore, the lightning seemed to move at will. Ye Futian's control over his sorcery seemed to be even stronger.
Xu Qing's expression darkened. Ye Futian had used the same spell to fight him. Was he trying to humiliate him?
"Go." A cold voice rang out as a spell was cast. Endless thunder transformed into an incomparably resplendent bolt of lightning, wanting to pierce through everything. The instant he cast the Thousand Lightning Lure, terrifying fire-attributed spiritual qi gathered around him as he prepared to cast another spell.
But at that moment, Ye Futian's body flashed, and he ran towards Xu Qing, surrounded by lightning. Just as the spell was about to descend, Ye Futian stretched out his hand and used the same spell at close range. The light of the lightning drowned out everything. A figure bathed in lightning passed through the spell and continued forward. The next moment, Xu Qing's body froze in place. The Spiritual Qi she was gathering also stopped.
Ye Futian stood casually in front of Xu Qing, his palm facing Xu Qing. Endless lightning surrounded him. If Ye Futian released the spell he had gathered, it would pierce through Xu Qing's fragile body as a sorcerer.
"Satisfied?" The lightning in Ye Futian's hand dissipated. He turned and continued walking towards Zhou Mu, leaving behind a stunned Xu Qing.
Ye Futian walked calmly. Everyone could not help but look at him with more solemn eyes.
He didn't use musical sorcery. Instead, he attacked with a spell and killed Xu Qing in an instant.
Was musical sorcery really his weakest skill?
Just how powerful was this disciple of the Guqin Devil?
Ye Futian stopped in front of Zhou Mu and smiled. "Ye Futian, Three-star Glory Plane. Please enlighten me."
"This guy is doing this on purpose." Everyone stared at Ye Futian. Everyone knew that he was in the Three-star Glory Plane. Was he purposely trying to embarrass Zhou Mu?
Zhou Mu ignored Ye Futian. The Spiritual Qi around him went berserk.
He raised his hand and drew in the air. With one stroke, he drew a sword. The sword was straight and sharp. It was formed by the accumulation of metal-elemental Spiritual Qi. When the sword was born, it clanged.
"Zhou Mu is getting serious."
Everyone's expression sharpened. They wanted to see how long Ye Futian could be arrogant.
Zhou Mu's eyes flashed. In an instant, the metal-elemental sword pierced through the air, heading straight for Ye Futian.
The sword was extremely fast. When Ye Futian saw the sword coming, he suddenly moved. He tilted his body slightly and the sword flew past him. The wind blew a few strands of his hair.
"Huh?" At that moment, Ye Futian frowned. A cold aura came from behind him. The sword had actually returned. It was as if it had grown eyes and continued to attack Ye Futian.
At the same time, another sword flew towards him. It was also drawn by Zhou Mu.
With one stroke, swords kept appearing.
"Using spiritual energy to control swords," Ye Futian thought. Summoners were the same as musical sorcerers. They were both spiritual elemental sorcerers. Their spiritual energy was very strong.
A terrifying metal storm exploded around Ye Futian. A golden barrier appeared around him, covering his entire body. It was as if he was wearing a layer of golden armor. The swords pierced through the air and into the golden armor. However, they could not break through. In the end, they turned into metal-elemental Spiritual Qi and merged into the armor.
The Spiritual Qi contained in one stroke was limited. Naturally, it would not be very powerful.
However, this was not just one sword. Zhou Mu continued to draw swords and shoot them at Ye Futian. Around him, a row of dazzling golden swords gathered and flew towards Ye Futian. This time, they did not attack. Instead, they circled around Ye Futian, as if looking for an opening to kill him in one strike.
At the same time, Zhou Mu continued to draw.
Ye Futian looked up at the dancing swords around him. Then, he stepped forward. Wind enveloped his body. In an instant, he broke through the air and headed towards Zhou Mu.
Zhou Mu, the Art Saint's disciple, was a spiritual-elemental summoner and a multi-elemental sorcerer. However, he did not seem to have cultivated in martial arts. His weakness was close combat.
The countless swords around him seemed to have eyes of their own as they followed Ye Futian's movements. Countless golden swords shot towards him like lightning. However, Ye Futian's body flickered continuously as he dodged every single sword attack and approached Zhou Mu.
Wind appeared around Zhou Mu. It wrapped around his body and carried him back. It was a wind-elemental sorcery.
His painting followed him. Ye Futian continued forward. This time, the swords all flew towards Ye Futian, blocking off all paths of escape.
This time, Ye Futian completely ignored the attacks of the swords. He allowed them to attack the golden armor. As the swords continued to attack, the armor broke. However, a pair of golden wings appeared on Ye Futian's body. They wrapped around his body and blocked the remaining swords. His body flashed continuously and finally got close to Zhou Mu.
But at the same time, Zhou Mu's drawing was completed. It was a demonic lion with a pair of wings. It had a muscular body and huge golden wings. The crowd had never seen such a demonic beast before. However, the demonic beasts drawn by summoners could be drawn by their own imagination and did not need to exist in this world.
The demon lion flapped its wings and pounced towards Ye Futian. Everyone's hearts trembled. Zhou Mu was too powerful. He could continuously draw beasts that gave life and attack. He could also draw them as he pleased. In addition, he was a multi-elemental summoner and had cultivated sorcery. It was extremely difficult to get close to him.
Ye Futian looked at the demon flying towards him. In an instant, a dazzling golden light was released. His Life Spirit appeared. The shadow of the Roc appeared behind him. It was incomparably beautiful. He had used this Life Spirit before in Donghai Academy. There was no need to hide it.
"Mandate Sorcerer, Life Spirit, Roc." Everyone stared at Ye Futian in shock.
The Roc had both wind and metal elemental powers. However, Ye Futian was also a Musical Sorcerer. Could it be that the Life Spirit had also given him spiritual elemental powers?
Endless wind and metal elemental storms gathered around Ye Futian. It was as if they were merging into one. In the next moment, Ye Futian's wings flapped. He shot into the sky with the golden storm. He was as fast as lightning. It was as if he had added a wind spell.
At that moment, Ye Futian seemed to have transformed into a golden-winged Roc, soaring through the sky. In an instant, he collided with the demon lion that was charging at him. It was like a collision between two demonic beasts, and they disappeared in a flash.
Then, everyone saw the Roc's body pierce through the demon lion's body. The huge body of the summoned beast turned into endless Spiritual Qi and dissipated.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. Musical Sorcerer, multi-elemental sorcerer, martial arts cultivator, and he had a Life Spirit. Ye Futian seemed to have no weaknesses. He was a perfect cultivator. He was a monster. No wonder he dared to say that musical sorcery was his weakest point.
Now, it seemed that it was not just an arrogant statement.
Lin Xiyue was also shocked. This handsome young man, whom she had met twice, was actually so powerful.
Nandou Wenshan was also unsettled. The disciple of the Guqin Devil seemed to be even more outstanding than the Art Saint's disciple. With Ye Futian's current strength, if it wasn't for the difference in plane between Zhou Mu and him, he would probably be able to kill Zhou Mu in a second.
"That's all you've got? I can't seem to feel the advantage of your plane. " Ye Futian smiled at Zhou Mu. Zhou Mu's face darkened. He released his Life Spirit as well. It was a blurry figure with a pair of demonic eyes. It seemed to contain a terrifying spiritual energy storm.
This was a spiritual elemental Life Spirit. Ye Futian felt that it was similar to his Beast Taming Life Spirit, the Eye of the Storm.
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