Becoming Sovereign in Everlasting World - C60

“This… It’s just two moves and I’ve lost already. Are my eyes playing tricks on me? ” The speaker could not believe what he was seeing. His hands rubbed his eyes, as if he still did not want to believe it.

“You are not mistaken, Mang Yuan had personally surrendered. I didn’t expect that man to be so powerful. It seems that we have misjudged him.”

Yang Fan didn’t have much of an impression when he heard the people around him discussing him. He only had a faint smile on his face, not paying attention to what others were saying to him. He just quietly looked at the stage. He was the fastest one among the group, so he didn’t drag them down.

At this moment, Mu Sword Spirit was fighting with Shen Ye, both of them were level six precelestial, but Mu Sword Spirit was from the Star Gauze Region, so no matter if it was in terms of innate conditions or the usage of Spiritual Qi, she had the upper hand, and Shen Ye was defeated soon after.

Mu Jian Ling was dressed in a green skirt, and coupled with her graceful figure, she attracted the praises of everyone. Especially her “Rain of Needles” move, which mesmerized everyone who saw it. This wasn’t just a competition anymore, it was more like watching a fairy dance.

As expected, Xing Hu and Xin Ha had both risen to the next level. Seeing this, the rest of the group began to complain and express that they did not enjoy the show.

His eyes stared fixedly at the latter, as if he wanted to see through him. He did not expect that this person was the most difficult person to deal with, no wonder he was the leader. The battle had just ended even faster than this young master’s.

After waiting for a moment, the outcome of the battle was decided. The next step was to proceed with the drawing of lots. The rules of the lottery were that the disciples who advanced would be numbered, and the deacon would take out the two numbers to compete in the competition.

Yang Fan’s number 23 was registered as a level four precelestial. For outsiders, being able to make it into the top 24 made them lucky enough to be at the bottom of the rankings.

According to the results of the drawing of lots, Yang Fan’s opponent was number sixteen, an existence at the late Houtian fifth stage. According to the results of the drawing of lots, Yang Fan’s opponent was number sixteen, an existence at the late Houtian fifth stage.

The match was in a hurry. Before everyone could express their condolences, the next match began.

“Brat, admit defeat!” It’s not easy for you to enter the top twenty-four with your strength at the fourth level of the Houtian realm. Even among the core disciples, you are still considered to be at the middle level, so there is no need to fight anymore. In any case, you have already lost, so why not give face to your brother. The person who spoke to Yang Fan seemed harmless. Smiling at Yang Fan, he treated him with respect. With both of his hands behind his back, he stared at Yang Fan with a haughty attitude.

Yang Fan didn’t want to argue with him, so he indifferently replied, “Whether or not I can advance is none of your concern. I only know that you can’t stop me.”

“You … You… “Alright, then don’t blame me for not showing mercy. If you let anyone see you’re making a fool of yourself, or if you suffer from any internal injuries, then don’t blame me.” The originally amiable expression of the youth no longer remained. Instead, it was replaced with viciousness and ruthlessness as his words became cold.

Yang Fan naturally understood the meaning behind his words. His eyes narrowed as they became sharp and he spoke, “Are you threatening me?”

The youth coldly snorted and said, “You are overestimating yourself. Then don’t blame me for being ruthless. This is not just a threat…”

Before he could finish his sentence, a spiritual energy blade shot towards him. Yang Fan hurriedly dodged it.

“Boom!”

Just as he took two steps back, the spiritual energy blade directly exploded under his feet, sending stone chips flying everywhere.

He was indeed not an open and upright person, but a sinister and vile character. Yang Fan raised his head and glared angrily at the white-robed young man. If it wasn’t for his high reaction speed, just that strike earlier would have been sufficient to inflict heavy injuries on him.

“Hehe, you can’t blame me for that. You’re the one who’s too stupid.” The youth had a sinister smile on his face. It could be said that his appearance was out of place.

“Despicable!” Yang Fan spat out these two words. It was obvious that he was in an extremely bad mood. The so-called ‘human heart is hard to fathom’. This kind of situation was probably what he was talking about! He could only blame himself for believing that what he saw was too easy, and it was mainly because he didn’t have enough experience.

Yang Fan furiously glared at the youth. He unsheathed the sword tied to his waist, and placed both of his hands on the sword hilt, taking a fighting stance.

“You look pretty good, but it’s useless. You can only blame yourself for meeting me.” The youth snorted coldly.

At some point, a spear had appeared in his hand. He waved it with one hand. Their postures shocked the entire audience. The female disciples in the audience were also screaming, revealing infatuated expressions.

“Boy, since you’re showing off, then don’t blame me for being heartless.” A cold light flashed in his eyes as green spirit energy gathered on the spear shaft. Then, he stomped on the ground and borrowed the force of the impact to shoot out.

“Gale Explosion!” Accompanied by an explosive shout, the tip of the rod crazily rushed out from the whirlwind as if it was endless.

Yang Fan’s long hair danced in the wind. His eyes never left the gale. He was waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that could guarantee victory in a single blow. He wanted his opponent to completely despair. A despicable person like him, Yang Fan, was extremely disgusted.

Therefore, Yang Fan wanted to use this opportunity to suppress him so that he wouldn’t look down on others and bully the weak.

Seeing Yang Fan remain unmoved even when facing his own attack, the coldness in his eyes grew even stronger, increasing the output of his spiritual energy. Could it be that this brat was just deliberately mystifying, or that he was already scared silly? While the youth was attacking, he was also secretly guessing.

He was getting closer and closer. Just as the tip of the spear was about to touch Yang Fan’s abdomen, an inch passed.

The youth’s face revealed a slight smile. It seemed he had overthought things. But at the next moment, he saw a smile appear on the other party’s face. Could it be … Shit, but it’s too late.

“Chi!”

The tip of the spear was actually blocked by the back of Yang Fan’s saber. Sparks flew in all directions as the spear was about to be raised for another attack.

“Too late.” Yang Fan’s shout resounded in the latter’s ears.

“Go back to Absolute Feather.”

Golden feathers were like birds’ feathers that shot out from the sword. The golden spiritual energy on the blade of the sword circulated, and a great peng could be vaguely heard from the sword as it flapped its wings. At the same time, there was a supreme pressure radiating from it. After the youth, who had originally wanted to retreat, sensed this aura, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

The youth’s pupils contracted when he saw the golden feathers shooting out from the sword. However, it was too late for him to retreat.

“Barrier of Wind!” The youth shouted as he opened up a weak spiritual energy layer in front of him in an attempt to block it. However, this was done in a rush and could not be stopped.