Profound Heaven Soul Sovereign

Everyone gasped. The meaning was unmistakable: Leng Yingying had also broken through to the Tier One Spirit Martial Realm! My God, for three great geniuses to enter Profound Spirit Academy at the same time... this shattered a century-old record!

Ye Xuan sneered, "Your little brother is out there hiring prostitutes, fooling around with men, and won’t even spare old grannies. As his older brother, how much better can you be? I’m guessing your tastes are pretty similar."

Wang Fei’s gaze turned cold, killing intent seething within him. He sneered, "Ye Xuan, no wonder you’re acting so cocky. Trash is trash. Even with a little breakthrough, you can’t change your worthless nature. Hiding behind a woman? What kind of man are you?"

"Heh, whether I’m a man or not isn’t for you to say. But your challenge? I accept."

The students were all stunned. Chen Xing hurried to Ye Xuan’s side. "Ye Xuan, don’t be reckless."

Feng Rouyi also cried out anxiously, "You can’t! Ye Xuan, don’t act on impulse. Wang Fei is a Tier One Spirit Martial Realm Warrior..."

A warmth spread through Ye Xuan’s chest. ’To be reborn and lose everything, but to gain a few true friends like this... it makes living again worthwhile.’

He glanced at the worried expressions on Chen Xing, Feng Rouyi, and Leng Yingying’s faces and smiled. "Don’t worry. It’s only the Tier One Spirit Martial Realm."

"’Only the Tier One Spirit Martial Realm?’" Chen Xing was speechless. "Do you have any idea what Tier One of the Spirit Martial Realm means? It means you’ve condensed Profound Qi and truly entered the rank of a Warrior, becoming a true Martial Artist! There’s a world of difference between a Warrior and us Martial Artists! Let’s not even talk about anything else; the level of power alone is completely different. And you have the nerve to say, ’It’s only the Tier One Spirit Martial Realm!’"

"Heh." Ye Xuan just smiled faintly. ’A Warrior? What a joke. In my past life, they weren’t even worthy of licking my boots.’ He gave his three friends a slight smile, and the confidence in his eyes was infectious. Feng Rouyi, Chen Xing, and Leng Yingying all felt a strange, inexplicable sense that Ye Xuan already had this in the bag.

The three of them froze, standing dumbfounded, unable to understand where this strange feeling was coming from.

Wang Fei was also stunned for a moment. He never imagined Ye Xuan would agree so readily. When he came to his senses, he burst out laughing and said hurriedly, "You said it yourself! There’s no time like the present. Since so many teachers and students are here, let’s settle this today, right here on the training grounds."

As his voice fell, Wang Fei gave a signal with his eyes. His lackeys immediately began pushing the crowd back to clear a path. Wang Fei strode through the opening and leaped onto the dueling platform in the center of the training grounds. He yelled at Ye Xuan, "Kid, since you agreed, get up here! Don’t be the kind of coward who talks big but doesn’t have the guts to act."

"Ye Xuan..."

Everyone cried out anxiously, and even Instructor Luo had a worried look on his face.

Ye Xuan gave a faint smile and a reassuringly confident look to the crowd before walking onto the dueling platform.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

’I never had any feud with the Wang family, but they’ve pushed me again and again. I’m not exactly a patient man. Since you insist on being so vicious, don’t blame me for being ruthless.’

"Well now, you actually dared to come up here. You’ve got some nerve," Wang Fei said coldly. "No wonder my good-for-nothing brother was completely played by you. But guts can only get you so far. Your greatest mistake was offending the Wang family. No one who offends us has ever met a good end." As he spoke, his aura erupted. Powerful waves of Profound Qi surged from his body. The energy, a clear sign of a Tier One Warrior, swirled madly across the dueling platform like a tornado, making his robes whip and snap. WHOOSH! Even the students standing nearby felt the immense pressure.

"How about that? Feeling the pressure now? Hahaha!" A savage grin spread across Wang Fei’s face.

"Heh, nice breeze. It’s actually quite refreshing."

"You..." Wang Fei’s grin froze on his face, and he nearly choked on his own blood. His face flushed crimson. "Kid, enough with the lip service! Today, I’m taking your worthless life!"

As his voice fell, Wang Fei was about to strike.

Ye Xuan suddenly said, "Hold on!"

"What? Trying to pull another trick? Or are you about to surrender?" Wang Fei’s face was a mask of cruelty. "Sorry, too late for that. I already said this is a duel to the death. Once you accept a deathmatch, even jumping off the platform is useless." ’Hahaha, this moron actually agreed to a deathmatch! He stepped onto the platform, so nothing is up to him anymore!’ he thought, laughing maniacally.

"How did it become a deathmatch? Wasn’t it a ten-move agreement?"

"That crafty Wang Fei! He did say deathmatch first, and then he mentioned a ten-move bout."

"That’s too despicable! A deathmatch isn’t like a student spar. You can’t even surrender. The victor has to agree to end it."

"Our academy has strict rules. Harming another student is forbidden, even if they agree to it, right?"

"Heh, you’re too naive. Wang Fei doesn’t need to kill Ye Xuan. He just needs to make his life a living hell."

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their faces filled with shock. It looked like Wang Fei had planned this all along. Ye Xuan was in deep trouble now.

"Surrender? Are you kidding me?" Ye Xuan laughed coldly. "Trash like you is worthy of my surrender? I just think it’s a pain to deal with you one at a time, so I’ll solve this all at once. That ugly woman down there—you come up too. I’ll finish both of you off together."

Ye Xuan pointed his finger directly at Zhou Xuan.

Ugly woman... ugly woman... ugly woman...

Ye Xuan’s voice echoed across the training grounds. Everyone was completely stupefied. This kid was insane. Truly insane.

Not only did he call Zhou Xuan, one of the three great goddesses, an ugly woman, but he even told her to come up with Wang Fei. Who did he think he was? This was a deathmatch, not child’s play.

"You bastard! I’ll tear you limb from limb!" Zhou Xuan was so furious she was grinding her teeth. Her fair, beautiful face twisted in rage as she let out a furious shout and leaped onto the dueling platform.

In her towering rage, she was the first to attack.

"Die!" Zhou Xuan’s shout was like thunder. Her body became a blur as, empowered by immense Profound Qi, she instantly appeared in front of Ye Xuan, leaping into the air to kick at his head.

"Whirlwind Kick!"

The kick was lightning-fast, a true whirlwind. As her right leg shot out, a violent whistling sound filled the training grounds. A two-meter radius around her leg was completely engulfed by a hurricane of kinetic energy—a truly terrifying attack.

Everyone below the platform, including several instructors, turned pale. Although Zhou Xuan had just reached the Tier One Spirit Martial Realm, that kick contained the very essence of a Tier One Warrior’s power. She truly lived up to her reputation as one of the greatest geniuses in the history of Xingxuan Academy.

’Ye Xuan is a genius himself for breaking through seven Profound Veins,’ everyone thought, ’but he absolutely should not have provoked the Wang and Zhou families. It’s a shame. Such a promising young man will meet his end here today.’ They were all in awe of the spectacle, yet they couldn’t help but shake their heads in pity.

Just as the kick was about to connect, Ye Xuan, a smile still on his face, shifted his body back slightly. He raised his right hand and moved to grab her attacking leg.

’Hmph, he wants to grab my leg?’ A vicious thought crossed Zhou Xuan’s mind as she maintained her momentum. ’My Whirlwind Kick is infused with Profound Qi. The instant his hand gets close, the energy surrounding my foot will shatter his fingers.’ She pushed even more power into her leg.

"Hah!"

In that critical instant, Ye Xuan gave a sharp cry. His right hand, shaped like a claw, struck out at the empty air. A powerful wind billowed forth, instantly forming into the shape of a tiger’s maw, its jaws gaping wide as if to swallow everything in its path!

Everyone seemed to share an illusion, faintly hearing the roar of a tiger in their ears!

Zhou Xuan’s pupils shrank. ’The gale from my Whirlwind Kick should have completely trapped him! How could a single move of his possess such world-devouring power? It didn’t just neutralize the force of my kick; it felt like a tiger opening its jaws, waiting for me to deliver myself as its next meal.’

’What is happening? Why do I feel like a lamb walking into a tiger’s den?’

Zhou Xuan was alarmed but quickly steadied her resolve. ’No matter how bizarre his technique is, I’m still a Tier One Warrior! My Profound Qi is more than enough to crush him!’

With this thought, Zhou Xuan pushed the power in her leg to its absolute limit.

"Ah!"

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot up her calf. With a flick and a squeeze, Ye Xuan’s right hand had coiled around her lower leg like a snake. His fingers dug into the inside of her calf, and under his grip, the powerful energy she had channeled into her leg instantly dissipated. She couldn’t exert an ounce of force!

To Zhou Xuan’s utter fury, Ye Xuan’s palm was searing hot. After catching her leg, he even gave it a wanton squeeze. A strange, numbing tingle shot through her, making her face burn red.

"Bastard!" Zhou Xuan hissed, humiliated. She flipped over in mid-air and aimed a vicious and cunning kick with her left leg straight at Ye Xuan’s head.

SNAP!

But with a smirk, Ye Xuan’s left hand shot out like lightning, fingers forming a claw, and firmly seized her other leg as well.

"Heh, and you’re even wearing stockings. Very sexy." Ye Xuan chuckled, his eyes shamelessly peering under Zhou Xuan’s skirt. Then his face fell into an expression of disappointment. "Girls these days... you wear a miniskirt, but you still put on safety shorts underneath. Where has all the trust in the world gone?"

"You... I’m going to kill you!" Zhou Xuan’s face turned deathly pale. Her beautiful eyes blazed with a terrifying killing intent, a look that promised to slice Ye Xuan into a thousand pieces.

In broad daylight, under the watchful eyes of the entire academy, Ye Xuan had looked up her skirt. His penetrating gaze felt like a physical violation, a sharp blade stabbing into her. She burned with shame and trembled with uncontrollable rage.

’She was Zhou Xuan! One of the three goddesses of Xingxuan Academy! The eldest daughter of the Zhou family of Blue Moon City! Every man at the academy treated her with reverence, practically trembling in her presence. She had never, ever encountered someone as shameless and depraved as Ye Xuan.’

"My god."

All the male students in the crowd looked as if they’d been struck by lightning, their eyes bulging from their sockets. The rage in their gazes was hot enough to incinerate Ye Xuan on the spot. ’That’s a goddess! And Ye Xuan just got an eyeful of everything under her skirt! Damn it, why couldn’t that lucky bastard be me? I’d die happy if I could get just one peek under her skirt!’