Best Young Master

"No way, he can’t win the championship. Even if his strength is exceptional, it’s impossible to surpass a small realm and defeat a peerless genius like Qi Tianlin."

In the end, the teachers at the Immortal Academy made this judgment.

Because, once a cultivator reaches the Divine Power Realm, the gap between each small realm is significant, and breaking through this barrier is very difficult.

As the competitions progressed, the applause from the spectators rose higher and higher.

To ensure each match was exciting, the academy arranged for opponents with similar strengths, forcing these geniuses to give their all to win and earn points.

Until the third round, Ye Fan encountered an early-stage Divine Realm peak opponent—a genius named Sun Mingyu from a small sect in the Northern East Domain.

Although Sun Mingyu was only at the early-stage Divine Realm peak, his strength was not inferior to that of a mid-stage Divine Realm genius. In yesterday’s match, he decisively defeated a mid-stage opponent, shocking many.

In today’s first match, his performance was equally stunning, drawing admiration from many spectators. Some strong people were even surprised, believing that at the early-stage Divine Realm, he was invincible. Despite being from an inconspicuous small sect, his potential was limitless, making him a talent worth nurturing.

Additionally, Sun Mingyu had a great relationship with Li Tianfeng, so he was naturally aware of Li’s constant targeting of Ye Fan.

On the stage, Sun Mingyu looked Ye Fan up and down with disdain, arrogantly saying, "You’re strong, but defeating me is impossible. I’ve cultivated to the extreme at the early-stage Divine Realm and could break through at any moment. How will you compete with me?"

"Whether I can defeat you will be determined in battle. Make your move!" Ye Fan replied calmly.

"Fine!"

Sun Mingyu roared, his aura surging, clothes fluttering without wind, black hair flying, and his eyes shot two icy currents. "We’re both at the early-stage Divine Realm, let’s have a fair fight. Today, I’ll end the myth you’ve created—your records will end with your defeat!"

"Too much talk, make your move. Otherwise, you’ll have no chance!" Ye Fan’s words were sharp and forceful, his eyes like electricity, emanating a majestic presence.

"You’re courting death!"

Sun Mingyu’s face twisted with rage. No one had dared to belittle him this much, not even Zhou Zhaolong, who spoke highly of him, calling him a rare genius destined to walk the path of the Great Emperor. How could Ye Fan’s disdain not infuriate him?

"Clang!"

In Sun Mingyu’s hand, a burst of divine light flashed, like a Heavenly Blade, accompanied by a dragon’s roar, slashing toward Ye Fan’s head.

"Sun Mingyu is indeed formidable. Though only an early-stage Divine Realm peak, he has broken the barrier and can defeat a mid-stage genius. Ye’s victory is unlikely."

"Just this one slash would be hard for an ordinary mid-stage Divine Realm cultivator to handle."

"Ye is bound to lose. Both are at the early stage, but Sun Mingyu has cultivated to the extreme. What does he have to fight with?"

...

Seeing Sun Mingyu’s stunning slash, many watching cultivators couldn’t help but discuss. Even they might not have been able to withstand it at the early-stage Divine Realm.

It should be known that this slash might not be Sun Mingyu’s strongest ability. Once he exerts his full strength, even a mid-stage genius might not be his match.

The previous matches demonstrated it clearly. Against mid-stage Divine Realm opponents, Sun Mingyu won with a decisive advantage.

In contrast, Ye Fan’s matches always seemed "difficult," with his victories attributed to his opponents’ mistakes, making the two incomparable.

Hearing such comments, Shi Ye and Hu Fei exchanged glances, stifling laughter.

Others might not know Ye Fan’s real strength, but they were fully aware. Sun Mingyu was strong but far behind Shi Ye, who had been thoroughly defeated by Ye Fan, so how could Sun Mingyu possibly compare?

Indeed, just when others were discussing and thought Ye Fan was doomed to fail, he moved.

"Puff!"

Ye Fan flicked his finger, a purple light collided with the divine light, shattering the godlike gleam, and then he threw a punch.

"Bang!"

The Iron Fist swiped through air like a mountain range, brimming with overwhelming force, striking Sun Mingyu’s chest, instantly shattering his Protective Divine Light. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

"Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking echoed, Sun Mingyu’s chest bones shattered, internal organs ruptured, and the Thunder Power-infused divine force destroyed several of his major meridians.

This was with Ye Fan holding back, otherwise, the punch could have pierced through his chest.

"Ah!"

Sun Mingyu screamed, coughed up blood, and his complexion paled, like a Little Xuan Beast kicked by a giant, slamming into the Defensive Shield, causing the Defensive Array Patterns to flicker violently, almost cracking.

"Thud!"

Sun Mingyu bounced back from the shield, harshly landed on the hard stage, eyes rolling back, fainting on the spot.

"Swish, swish!"

Two figures landed simultaneously on the stage; one quickly checked Sun Mingyu’s injuries, face turning grim.

Sun Mingyu’s life wasn’t in danger, but his chest bones were shattered, internal organs ruptured, and several main meridians destroyed. The injuries were severe, and it was uncertain if he could participate in future matches even if healed.

"Sun Mingyu lost?"

"And... he was defeated by Ye Fan in one move?!"

"How... how can that be??"

The spectators who originally believed Ye Fan couldn’t compete with Sun Mingyu were dumbfounded.

Sun Mingyu’s impressive strike, something even mid-stage Divine Realm cultivators might not withstand, was broken by Ye Fan with a flick, then a single punch left Sun Mingyu severely injured!

To note, Sun Mingyu was at the early-stage Divine Realm but had cultivated to its peak, ready to break through at any time, with the ability to fight across realms!

Those who had shouted that Ye Fan would surely lose fell silent, faces burning with embarrassment, wishing they could hide away in shame.

"Who was saying Brother Ye Fan would lose? Stand up and let me see!"

Hu Fei taunted those who had been critical earlier, filled with mockery.

"..."

Blushing deeply, those people regretted their words. No sooner had they declared Ye Fan’s defeat, he proved them wrong with a dominant victory, slapping them figuratively loud and clear!

Amidst the crowd, Ya Ling smiled warmly, "This guy, clearly powerful, but loves ’playing dumb to catch the tiger...’"

"Ye Fan wins!"

After checking Sun Mingyu’s injuries, the two strong individuals from the academy carried him off to heal, and then Lan Yingfei announced the match result.

Fists and feet are merciless in matches, and accidents are inevitable. The two strong people from the academy had been careless. Usually, Ye Fan waited for opponents to showcase their full strength before defeating them, but this time, he struck so decisively it caught them unprepared, delaying rescue and leading to this outcome.

However, they had instructed the contestants to give their all without reservations, prepared to intervene at any moment. If blame was to be assigned, it lay with their tardy rescue, holding nothing against Ye Fan.

Some rejoiced, others despaired. Shi Ye and Hu Fei were jubilant, while Li Tianfeng and others had faces ashen with gloom, having intended for Sun Mingyu to gauge Ye Fan’s true power, only to meet with such a result.

Next to him, Li Daoheng and Sun Biyue looked even worse.

Though Sun Mingyu was at the early-stage Divine Realm, his combat power was comparable to theirs. What would happen if they faced Ye Fan?

Considering that terrifying outcome, they felt regret for the first time, having chosen allegiance with Li Tianfeng against Ye Fan. Based on Ye Fan’s earlier display of strength, even Li Tianfeng might not be his match, let alone being Ye Fan’s peak power.

Because...

Ye Fan hadn’t even used the Xuandi Fist or Divine Skills!

However—

Regret as they might, for them, it was too late to turn back now; having chosen this path, right or wrong, it was theirs to follow, with no room for turning back.

"This little brat is still concealing strength, who knows when his true power will be revealed?"

Lan Yingfei shook his head with a wry smile.

He understood Ye Fan’s terrifying true strength more than anyone.

In the Immortal Secret Realm, Ye Fan could easily kill even mid-stage Divine Realm Xuan Beasts with one strike, let alone these people.

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