Chapter 1494: Chapter 1485: Just a Clown
Sunset Island’s pure physical combat tournant.
Only experts below the Reincarnation Realm participate; those who have reached the Reincarnation Realm can make a na for themselves anywhere in the Earth Profound Realm, so naturally, experts above the Creation Realm disdain participating in pure physical combat tournants.
This pure physical combat tournant is a showdown between Spirit Communication Realm experts and Spirit Communication Realm experts, Ocean Gathering Realm experts and Ocean Gathering Realm experts, Divine Thought Realm experts and Divine Thought Realm experts, and Creation Realm experts and Creation Realm experts.
This is one of the tournant’s rules; without such rules, the pure physical combat tournant would beco aningless, as generally, the higher one’s strength, the stronger their physical body tends to be.
And today happens to be the special event for Divine Thought Realm cultivators.
In a private box of the martial arts arena.
After Jiang Motian received the True Spirit Soft Armor that Song Haiyun tossed to him, he imdiately put it on. The entire True Spirit Soft Armor instantly adhered to his skin, and a surge of power entered his body, making him feel as though his body was suddenly filled with strength—pure physical power.
Jiang Motian felt his muscles constantly swelling, clearly sensing the pulse of his ridians within his body; he even harbored a confidence so great he felt capable of cleaving heaven and earth through sheer physical might.
Jiang Motian’s eyes darkly stared at Ye Chenfeng, seated in the outdoor stands; within him burned an intense hatred for Ye Chenfeng. Firstly, Ye Chenfeng was the one Lin Xinyi favored, while Jiang Motian viewed Lin Xinyi as his woman. Every ti he saw Ye Chenfeng, he felt like he was wearing an embarrassing green hat.
Secondly, Jiang Motian always regarded Ye Chenfeng as a re ant; yet, this ant displayed astonishing combat strength in the ancient tomb of the gods and demons, leaving Jiang Motian unable to let go.
Thirdly, just in the hall of the Wu residence earlier, Jiang Motian thought he could finally tornt Ye Chenfeng, but who would have thought the situation would reverse dramatically, making it even harder for him to accept. Ye Chenfeng was just trash from a Lower Plane, so why could such trash fraternize with experts of the Nirvana Realm?
Jiang Motian’s expression grew increasingly fierce as he respectfully asked Song Haiyun, “Elder, is the arena here not capable of suppressing the Spiritual Qi River in cultivators’ bodies? Will the True Spirit Soft Armor be similarly suppressed?”
Supre Elder of the Hall of Sea Gods, Song Haiyun, waved his hand and said, “Don’t worry; this True Spirit Soft Armor doesn’t rely on spiritual energy to enhance your physical strength, so it definitely won’t be suppressed.”
Upon hearing Song Haiyun’s assured response, Jiang Motian couldn’t contain his aggressive aura any longer. Currently, Ye Chenfeng’s strength was at the middle stage of the Divine Thought Realm Second Heavenly Layer, while Jiang Motian was at the late stage of the Divine Thought Realm Third Heavenly Layer.
If it were a straightforward battle, considering Ye Chenfeng’s combat prowess as displayed in the ancient tomb of the gods and demons, Jiang Motian wouldn’t dare to fight Ye Chenfeng.
However, if it’s purely a contest of physical strength, after donning the True Spirit Soft Armor and based on Song Haiyun’s claims, Jiang Motian’s physical strength now matches that of a Creation Realm First Heavenly Layer Peak expert. In his view, no matter how formidable Ye Chenfeng’s combat prowess is, Ye Chenfeng’s physical strength definitely couldn’t surpass that of a Creation Realm First Heavenly Layer Peak expert.
“Elder, I will definitely make that brat die on the arena,” Jiang Motian declared word by word.
After speaking.
Jiang Motian imdiately left the box, as stepping onto the arena required a fee of a hundred Middle Grade Spirit Stones, which he needed to pay first.
At the center of the martial arts arena, a Divine Thought Realm Second Heavenly Layer expert was engaged in a pure physical strength duel with a Divine Thought Realm Third Heavenly Layer expert.
The surrounding audience in the open stands shouted one after another, as most of them had placed bets, making the atmosphere in the martial arts arena extrely fervent.
Ultimately, the Divine Thought Realm Third Heavenly Layer expert was surprisingly punched off the arena by the Divine Thought Realm Second Heavenly Layer expert; this is the essence of the pure physical combat tournant. If these two used spiritual energy to duel, the result might have been the defeat of the Divine Thought Realm Second Heavenly Layer expert.
After winning the match, the Divine Thought Realm Second Heavenly Layer expert showed no intention to continue competing. Following the referee’s announcent of the result, he imdiately stepped down from the arena.
The referee standing on the arena was a middle-aged man in the initial stage of the Creation Realm Third Heavenly Layer. He shouted, “Will the next participant please take the stage?”
Jiang Motian, dressed in a blue robe, confidently stepped onto the arena. The referee continued to ask, “Does anyone want to co up and challenge?”
This pure physical combat tournant in the martial arts arena was a free tournant; anyone could challenge after paying the fee.
Right after the referee’s words, Jiang Motian on the arena fixed his gaze on Ye Chenfeng in the stands. Pointing at Ye Chenfeng, he shouted, “Brat, do you dare to fight ?”
“If you’re a man, then don’t be a coward; besides, Xin Yi will eventually beco my woman, and trash like you could never deserve Xin Yi.”
Jiang Motian purely used provocation tactics, trying to urge Ye Chenfeng to co up and compete. If Ye Chenfeng didn’t step onto the arena, then the True Spirit Soft Armor he wore would be aningless.
Being pointed at by Jiang Motian, all eyes at the scene focused on Ye Chenfeng, prompting Bai Xiaorou sitting beside Ye Chenfeng to frown.
Ye Chenfeng’s facial expression didn’t change; Jiang Motian was truly a persistent annoyance. A slight curve graced Ye Chenfeng’s lips; would he be afraid of Jiang Motian when it cos to competing in physical strength?
Seeing Ye Chenfeng not agreeing imdiately, Jiang Motian presud Ye Chenfeng was afraid and taunted again, “Brat, you’re a complete coward; I’d say you might as well bash your head in. I’ll take good care of Xin Yi for you.”
Sunset Island’s young master Wu Lifen and Yunxian Sect’s young master Zuo Feibai—neither were pushovers, especially since Ye Chenfeng was now regarded as their ancestor. With Jiang Motian insulting Ye Chenfeng, wouldn’t they too be indirectly insulted?
Ye Chenfeng patted Bai Xiaorou’s hand, signaling for her to remain seated while he stood from his chair, leaping three tis and landing steadily onto the arena.
The referee recognized Wu Lifen as the young master; seeing him seated with Ye Chenfeng earlier, he knew Ye Chenfeng hadn’t paid the fee and technically shouldn’t compete. However, he wisely chose to remain silent.
Ye Chenfeng suddenly leapt onto the arena.
This made Wu Lifen furrow his brows, knowing Ye Chenfeng’s strength was at the middle stage of the Divine Thought Realm Second Heavenly Layer. He asked, “Zuo Feibai, do you think our ancestor will be okay?”
Calling Ye Chenfeng ‘ancestor’ had beco second nature to Wu Lifen after multiple initial attempts.
Zuo Feibai, having personally experienced Ye Chenfeng’s physical prowess, was confident in Ye Chenfeng. He smiled and said, “Wu Lifen, do you think our ancestor would have issues? But since this brat’s here, that old man from the Hall of Sea Gods should be too, right? Will that old man interfere?”
Wu Lifen shook his head and said, “No, with many other sect mbers watching the duel, if the old man from the Hall of Sea Gods dares intervene, they’ll surely face criticism. So, unless the old man’s mind is muddled by a donkey, he won’t choose to act.”
…
In another private box of the martial arts arena.
Standing beside Song Haiyun, Song Chuni felt relieved upon seeing Ye Chenfeng really take the arena. She respectfully said, “Father, once Motian becos the Sect Master of Yinming Sect, Yinming Sect will fully support you.”
Only when they were alone could Song Chuni call Song Haiyun ‘father.’
Song Haiyun nodded indifferently, casting a cold glance at Ye Chenfeng on the arena. In his eyes, with Jiang Motian bolstered by the True Spirit Soft Armor, Ye Chenfeng was bound to die there today. He scoffed, “Just a jumping clown, apparently I took him too seriously.”
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