Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

The battles gradually concluded. The performance of four teams was particularly eye-catching; they were the strongest of the lot.

From the moment the fighting began, they had defeated numerous teams, seizing their points. The vanquished could only harbor silent rage, fleeing in disarray.

Watching Ye Wushuang walk directly toward the four teams, Meng Fanx, Chengg Tao, and the others were stunned. It took them a long moment to come to their senses and follow.

As Ye Wushuang descended into the deep pit, many people spotted him. Their gazes locked onto his group of ten with wariness and apprehension.

They had just gone through a fight. Although they hadn’t expended too much energy and still had strength, they were wary of this new group.

They glanced at Ye Wushuang for a moment before their eyes moved on, not paying him much mind. Instead, their attention shifted to the graceful figure following him.

Clad in white purer than snow, she was as aloof as a fairy. Her cultivation was at least at the Spiritual Spring Fourth Layer—this was what everyone truly dreaded!

Dii Qingxue!

This woman was none other than one of the Three Belles, the peerless beauty Dii Qingxue!

Seeing her, everyone immediately guessed her identity. They had all diligently studied the rankings: the One King, Two Hegemons, Three Belles, and Four Prodigies.

Therefore, the moment Dii Qingxue appeared, they knew. This was the ice-cold Fairy of the Endless Wilderness, admired by all!

She had also been secretly voted by the masses as the First Fairy!

But no one was a fool. This was no time to be admiring a fairy. A moment of laxity could invite a surprise attack.

"Is it over so soon?"

Ye Wushuang smiled faintly and walked forward step by step, heading toward the four teams.

Within each of the four teams, the captain was at the True Essence Third Layer, and their ranks included two True Essence First Layer experts. Their strength was not to be underestimated.

"Over? What do you think you’re doing? Is your Ancient Spirit Sect planning on being the oriole stalking the mantis?"

Watching Ye Wushuang approach, the captain of one team sneered. The men around him drew closer, forming a defensive posture.

"That was the idea."

Ye Wushuang didn’t break his stride.

Seeing Ye Wushuang admit it so candidly, the captain’s eyes narrowed, his expression turning grim. "Don’t think we’re afraid of you just because you have Dii Qingxue’s backing," he said coldly. "It won’t be that easy to play the scavenger. Piss us off, and we’ll take you down with us. A mutually destructive fight won’t benefit anyone."

"Besides, with so many other people watching, if we fight, the scavenger will just end up becoming prey for the real hunters!"

"So, let me give you a piece of advice: you’d best not get any ideas. Aside from Dii Qingxue, no one on your team is even remotely a threat. You don’t have the appetite to take us on. I suggest you mind your own business."

The captain said icily.

In his eyes, Dii Qingxue was the only one from the Ancient Spirit Sect who posed a threat; the rest were nobodies.

On his side, he was at the Spiritual Spring Third Layer, and he had two subordinates at the Spiritual Spring First Layer. If a fight broke out, his two subordinates could instantly eliminate Ye Wushuang, who was at the same level.

Then, if they all ganged up on Dii Qingxue, their chances of victory wouldn’t be zero.

It was just that with other powers watching from the sidelines, they didn’t dare risk a full-blown confrontation.

And if they didn’t dare risk it, they believed the Ancient Spirit Sect wouldn’t dare either.

’Besides, Ye Wushuang foolishly rushing ahead by himself is practically suicide. If we really fight, we’ll just eliminate him first.’

’That would give us an even greater chance of winning. So there’s nothing to worry about.’

Thinking this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Can’t take you on? You think far too highly of yourselves!"

Ye Wushuang drew closer, shook his head, and uttered faintly, "My only fear is that you won’t even be enough for an appetizer!"

"Kid, you’re courting death!"

The eyes of the opposing team turned grim. To be mocked and despised by a mere Spiritual Spring First Layer cultivator... True Essence surged from all ten of them as they gathered power for a terrifying attack.

BOOM!

Just as he was about to reach them, Ye Wushuang unleashed the might of his Spirit Dao and took a step into the air, rising up.

"You’re too arrogant, kid! Daring to come up here all by yourself."

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of two youths at the True Essence Ninth Layer. The attacks they had been preparing instantly erupted, and a terrifying storm of energy surged toward Ye Wushuang like a tidal wave.

Seeing the two sides clash, the other three teams by the edge of the pit wore looks of derision and cold amusement. ’Let them fight to the death. Then the real hunters can make their move.’

Dii Qingxue and her group came over but did not make a move.

Meanwhile, Ye Wushuang moved again. With a single step, he sent ripples spreading through the air as a terrifying wave of True Essence pressed down on his opponents like a mountain.

BANG!

BANG!

The two who had charged forward were sent flying back, spitting blood.

"This..."

Nearby, many onlookers’ faces paled at the sight. Who would have thought Ye Wushuang’s strength would be so terrifying?

’He heavily wounded two True Essence Ninth Layer experts with a single step! This kid’s power is terrifying!’ the captain thought, stunned.

"Take him out first!" he shouted, snapping back to his senses. Since the fighting had started, there was no turning back.

At his command, the two Spiritual Spring First Layer experts strode forward in unison. One of them formed a massive Palm Seal that blotted out the sky, pressing down on Ye Wushuang like a mountain.

The other threw a punch, his Fist Seal sharp as a blade. It tore through the void, hurtling toward its target at extreme speed and kicking up a terrifying tempest.

’No good. We have to take this kid out first. Only then will the three of us have a chance against Dii Qingxue.’

The captain also came to this conclusion and, to everyone’s surprise, attacked with the speed of lightning.

His five fingers snapped open, his hand glowing as if cast from solid gold. With a sudden clench of his fist, a terrifying aura surged toward Ye Wushuang.

In an instant, the very space around Ye Wushuang seemed to freeze, leaving him to face an endless torrent of energy.

Clearly, they intended to eliminate Ye Wushuang in a single, combined strike before turning their attention to Dii Qingxue!

Seeing this, the cold smiles on the faces of the other three captains widened.

Break!

Abruptly, Ye Wushuang’s gaze sharpened. With a cold cry, he took three quick steps and stomped down hard.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

The frozen space around him instantly shattered.

With another step, Ye Wushuang swatted one hand toward the sky, while his other hand balled into a golden fist and shot toward the incoming punch.

BANG!

BANG!

Two explosions rang out in quick succession as the three-pronged pincer attack was instantly neutralized.

A terrifying shockwave radiated outward like a colossal tidal wave, directly blasting the two Spiritual Spring First Layer cultivators away.

Unable to react in time, they were sent flying, coughing up blood and cutting a pathetic figure.

The captain’s expression changed. He seized the opportunity, his clenched fist already blasting toward Ye Wushuang.

His fist was enveloped in an immense radiance, which then rapidly contracted!

A terrifying pillar of light erupted, then instantly split into four separate beams that shot toward Ye Wushuang from all sides.

Ye Wushuang activated his Treasure Body, covering himself in Dragon Scales. He then unleashed a punch with his Barbaric Tyrant Dragon Fist, which had reached the Great Success stage, sending it blasting forward with raw power.

"You overestimate yourself!"

The captain sneered, his eyes filled with derision. He lunged forward, throwing his own punch to counter Ye Wushuang’s.

"Kid, my greatest strength isn’t my techniques... it’s my physical body!"

BOOM!

Before his words had even faded, his massive fist had already collided with Ye Wushuang’s.

Physical body!

A corner of Ye Wushuang’s mouth curled up, his eyes filled with mockery and disdain. ’This guy... actually wants to compete with me... in a contest of physical bodies!’