The Jin Family's Elder was helpless. He could only clench his fists, his face dark as he stared at the arena, the corner of his mouth twitching uncontrollably each ti Jintai was smashed into the ground.
anwhile, the Ye Family's Great Elder walked over to Ye Junhao and secretly pressed a small box into his hand. "Jun Hao, don't be careless later. This captain from the Celestial Wind Army is no simple character. Use your strongest move right away and don't give him any openings! If all else fails, take this Elixir. That good-for-nothing Jintai lost, but you absolutely cannot!"
Ye Junhao nodded and whispered, "Don't worry, Grandfather. I've held back for so many years for this very day. I definitely won't lose. It's actually a good thing that good-for-nothing Jintai lost. Now, just watch turn the tide!"
"Good! You are truly my most outstanding grandson! As long as you can put the Great Xia Dragon Guard in their place during this Four Races Martial Arts Competition, your prestige among the younger generation will be unmatched among the Four Races. With my help, you'll be sure to defeat Ye Wei when you vie for the Young Clan Leader position in the future!"
The Ye Family's Great Elder patted Ye Junhao's shoulder in satisfaction, then returned to his seat with a smile.
On the arena.
After leaving more than a dozen blood-soaked, human-shaped craters in the arena floor, most of the bones in Jintai's body were shattered. Chu Qingyun casually flung him off the stage, where he landed in a heap, wriggling feebly.
The mbers of the Jin Family, who had been waiting nearby, imdiately sward forward to carry Jintai away for dical treatnt.
Seeing Jintai's half-dead state, it looked as if he might stop breathing altogether if they delayed any longer...
After his brutal takedown of Jintai, Chu Qingyun thought that would be the end of it.
But unexpectedly, Ye Junhao, with a longsword strapped to his back, suddenly leaped down from the Observation Platform. Using the heads and shoulders of several people around the arena as footholds, he launched himself directly onto the stage.
"Ye Junhao of the Ye Family. I ask for Captain Chu's instruction."
Chu Qingyun raised an eyebrow at the na.
'Ye Junhao... That must be the guy Ye Qi told about, the one using Ye Qingfeng's life to threaten her.'
Seeing Chu Qingyun's reaction, Ye Junhao gave a sinister smirk and lowered his voice. "It seems Captain Chu has heard of . Oh... let think. You must have heard about from that little bitch, Ye Qi. I'll be honest with you—whether that little bitch cares if Ye Qingfeng lives or dies, she'll be my plaything in bed sooner or later. But once I'm tired of her, maybe I'll even send her over to you, Captain Chu. Hehehe..."
After he finished speaking, Ye Junhao stared intently at Chu Qingyun.
But he was to be disappointed. Chu Qingyun's expression was nonchalant; he hadn't been provoked in the slightest.
"Young Master Ye, the arena is a place for contests of strength, not for running your mouth. If you ca up here for a verbal sparring match, then I'll just concede. We can call it your win, how does that sound?"
As soon as Chu Qingyun finished speaking, the crowd below the arena erupted in laughter.
Even many mbers of the Four Great Clans couldn't help but chuckle.
Ye Junhao's expression turned foul. "You... Fine. Very fine. Let's see if you can still talk like that when I have you crushed under my heel!"
With that, SHING, he drew a broadsword from his back in a reverse grip.
The blade was as wide as a grown man's palm and glowed fiery red. The mont it left its scabbard, it erupted in raging flas, radiating waves of scorching, fierce energy.
'This sword... it's a Spirit Level Divine Weapon!'
"Don't think you're the only one with a Spirit Level Treasure Sword! This young master has one too!"
Ye Junhao let out a sharp cry, gripped the sword with both hands, and slashed at Chu Qingyun. Flas billowed from the blade, and even from dozens of ters away, Chu Qingyun could clearly feel the scorching heat!
In response, Chu Qingyun swung his own sword to et the attack. As lightning surged, the might of his Thundercloud Sword was in no way inferior!
BOOM!
The two Spirit Level Divine Weapons clashed violently.
Thunder on one side, fla on the other—two equally ferocious and violent powers clashed head-on.
As the violent power erupted, the arena floor within a ten-ter radius began to crack. It then shattered into countless fragnts of stone, large and small, which were in turn pulverized into dust!
The ground where the two stood looked as if it was being pared away, layer by layer, utterly disintegrated!
Since the start of the Four Races Martial Arts Competition, the arena had endured no fewer than a hundred battles of varying intensity over several days, yet it had sustained no major damage.
That is, until Chu Qingyun stepped onto it and began his campaign of rampant destruction.
CRACK!
Unable to withstand the impact of the two Spirit Level Treasure Swords, the ground between them split open with a loud CRACK! A deep trench dozens of ters long appeared, nearly cleaving the entire arena in two!
Both Chu Qingyun and Ye Junhao grunted from the impact and simultaneously leaped backward, creating distance between them.
This first, probing exchange seed to end in a draw.
However, the expressions of everyone from the Celestial Wind Army, including the Celestial Wind Army Master and Grand Commander Chu Yu, turned grim.
The exchange may have looked like a draw, but Chu Qingyun had unleashed his Third-Layer Profound Celestial Divine Pattern, whereas Ye Junhao had yet to use any Secret Technique or Sword Technique.
He had matched Chu Qingyun's Third-Layer Profound Celestial Divine Pattern relying on nothing but his own physical strength!
To think this unheard-of Ye Junhao possessed such power!
At this thought, everyone from the Celestial Wind Army grew even more furious with the Four Great Clans. 'To think the Four Races would go to such great lengths just to get one up on the Great Xia Dragon Guard!'
anwhile, the mbers of the other Five Armies, apart from the Celestial Wind Army, were all having similar thoughts. 'It's a good thing the Four Great Clans chose the Celestial Wind Army as their target. If it were one of us up there, the outco would likely be disastrous...'
On the Observation Platform.
The Ye Family's Great Elder couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Hahaha! That grandson of mine, Jun Hao! Ever since he was a child, I've had him temper his body with dicinal baths made from all sorts of Spiritual dicines and the blood of Demon Beasts. His physical strength is likely on par with a Demon Beast of the sa level!"
After holding back for so many years, Ye Junhao's power was finally on full display, and the Great Elder felt imnsely proud and vindicated.
Hearing this, everyone nearby shook their heads in resignation.
'No wonder the boy was so strong. What can you do when he has an Alchemist for a grandfather?'
Tempering one's body with the blood of Demon Beasts was no simple task. Without an expert painstakingly supervising the process, providing constant care and guidance, one could easily end up crippling themselves.
But if successful, the results were incredibly significant.
Take Ye Junhao, for example, who could withstand the Third-Layer Profound Celestial Divine Pattern with his physical body alone!
After that single clash, everyone present grew tense once more, uncertain of who would erge victorious.
One thing was certain, however. Although both combatants were relatively unknown—one having just recently arrived in the County City, the other having deliberately kept a low profile—whoever won this fight would undoubtedly make a na for themselves throughout all of Lianshan County City.
Their na would be known to all.
And yet, both Chu Qingyun and Ye Junhao remained perfectly calm, their expressions unhurried and composed.
Because both of them still had an ace up their sleeve they had yet to play.
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