Best Young Master
Chapter 1698 - 1567: A Satisfying Battle
On the Life and Death Battle Arena, divine light shone brilliantly as Ye Fan and Li Yu’er engaged in an intense battle, unleashing Infinite Light that illuminated the entire world.
"I never expected that Ye Fan from your academy would grow to such a terrifying extent, seemingly overpowering the successor of the Clumsy Fist," the Imperial Academy Director, Monk Dao Yan, couldn’t help but sigh.
The Old Bastard chuckled, saying, "This is all his personal effort; we, the Immortal Academy, merely played an auxiliary role. It’s all due to his profound fortune, blessed by the heavens."
These words seemed insignificant but contained deep meaning, causing Ling Family Ancestor not far away to tremble, his expression constantly changing as if making a significant decision.
The Imperial Academy Director, Monk Dao Yan, sighed softly, saying no more. The Imperial Academy had once tried to recruit Ye Fan, but he hadn’t chosen the Imperial Academy.
Ever since Elder Xuan first appeared in public to reveal Ye Fan’s lineage, the entire Cultivation World had already spread the word.
Not only was Ye Fan not some country bumpkin, but rather, his body also carried the bloodline of a Great Emperor. He was the son of Ling Yun, the Heavenly Pride of the Emperor Clan Ling Family, and had received recognition from the Emperor Weapon, with a future boundless.
Especially from the time Ye Fan emerged from nowhere until now, he had continuously gained fortuitous encounters. Not only did he fully inherit the Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor’s legacy, but he also received recognition from the Quasi-Emperor Weapon, Thunder Emperor Spear, left by Thunder Venerable, gaining Thunder Venerable’s mantle.
With his own strength, Ye Fan received two powerful inheritances, and his fortune surged like a flood crashing down a mountain—unstoppable. Such a person occupying a place among the current younger generation is entirely normal.
Contests between cultivators test not only strength but also fortune. The fact that Ye Fan could survive a deadly situation orchestrated by eighteen Saint Child Level strong people and his power surged, allowing him to counter-kill numerous Saint Child Level strong people, itself attests to his strong fortune, unmatched by others.
Upon hearing the Old Bastard’s words, Ling Haotian’s face turned ashen, all his remaining fighting spirit vanished. He also understood how crucial fortune is to a cultivator.
Ye Fan’s fortune was immeasurable, blessed by the heavens. There was no way Ling Haotian could compete with him. This defeat shattered his path to proving the Dao.
From childhood, Ling Haotian was instilled with the idea of proving the Dao to become Emperor by the Ling Family’s Saint and Ling Gu. His entire life revolved around this aim.
But now, the hope of proving the Dao was gone; the pillar supporting his existence collapsed thunderously, leaving him in despair.
"Boom!"
On the battlefield, Ye Fan and Li Yu’er fought wildly, each displaying their strongest power, with every clash wielding earth-shattering might.
The void shattered like a torn painting, continually broken by the two, with terrifying Thunder Power swirling around Ye Fan’s violet fists, granting each strike the might of Heavenly Punishment.
Li Yu’er wielded natural power, unleashing the Clumsy Fist to its utmost, each punch containing hundreds of transformations.
This was the true secret technique of the Clumsy Fist—great skill appearing clumsy, with unassuming moves containing endless changes.
Were it not for Ye Fan’s cultivation of the Nine Heavens Profound Body to the utmost of the Fifth Level, it would have been incredibly challenging to withstand Li Yu’er’s furious fist force.
"Mountain and River Seal!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, raising his hand to hurl a mountain. A real mountain was tossed out by him, fiercely suppressing Li Yu’er.
The reason he didn’t use the first Heavenly Sound from the Divine Soul Resonance Sound Wave Technique was that Ye Fan felt this was a sparring match, not a life-and-death struggle, so there was no need to reveal all of his power.
"Is it this move again?"
Li Yu’er laughed heartily, saying, "Brother Ye, don’t think I have no secret techniques; I just don’t want to use them."
With those words, Li Yu’er crossed his arms, and a black mountain instantly manifested within them, fiercely hurled towards Ye Fan’s Mountain and River Seal.
The black mountain was as tangible as reality, devoid of vegetation or life, shrouded in deathly stillness, yet it was by no means inferior to Ye Fan’s Mountain and River Seal.
"Boom!"
The two mountains collided in the air, producing a deafening Heavenly Sound, causing many ordinary cultivators among the spectators to bleed from the ears and become deafened.
The black mountain and Ye Fan’s Mountain and River Seal exploded simultaneously, transforming into a sky full of energy that pierced through the void!
"This is..."
"Mountain Embrace Seal?"
Seeing Li Yu’er also display a secret technique nearly equal to Ye Fan’s, many Saint Lord Level strong people present were astounded. Some speculated that Li Yu’er was using the long-lost Mountain Embrace Seal.
Mountain Embrace Seal, like the Mountain and River Seal, was a secret technique lost for over ten thousand years, possessing immense power, conjuring a terrifying mountain between the hands to directly suppress the opponent.
At this moment, the Old Emperor of the Yuehua Dynasty shook his head slowly, saying, "No, it’s not the Mountain Embrace Seal, but the Clumsy Mountain Seal, a secret technique created by Elder Zhuo Shan, comparable to the Mountain Embrace Seal."
Beside him, the Pavilion Master of the Treasure Pavilion also nodded. As the largest intelligence organization in the Five Domains, the Treasure Pavilion not only dealt with the acquisition and auctioning of precious treasures but also sold information, hence they had considerable knowledge of some ancient legends.
"Brother Ye, you must win!"
Hu Fei, Shi Ye, and others cheered for Ye Fan, believing that there seemed to be no opponent he couldn’t defeat, as long as they had confidence in him.
In this aspect, Yaling performed even better than they did. From the moment Ye Fan stepped onto the battle stage, she had never worried that he would lose this sparring match.
"Brother Ye, if your skills have reached their limit, you’ll need to be cautious now," Li Yu’er shouted.
"Brother Li, do your best; I can still handle it."
Ye Fan smiled broadly, revealing strong confidence and war intent. From the beginning until now, he had always been holding back his strength.
"Very well!"
Li Yu’er’s entire momentum transformed, akin to a War God, with his blood energy almost igniting, divine power boiling as he exerted effort to mobilize a trace of Tao Mark hidden in his Dantian, swirling around his fist.
"Is it this move again? It seems like Li Yu’er’s ultimate secret technique."
Someone whispered.
"Don’t speak empty words; if you’ve got the guts, go up and take his punch. This punch contains the Power of Heavenly Tao; ordinary people couldn’t withstand it."
Seeing the Tao marks swirling around Li Yu’er’s fist, many people were speechless. At the Early Lord Realm, he comprehended the Heavenly Dao, inscribed the Tao marks, and could use them in battle. Who could withstand him in the same realm?
"Tao marks, huh?"
Ye Fan also shouted loudly, throwing a punch, his fist as transparent as a purple diamond, with dense patterns on it, and strands of Thunder Power slithering like tiny snakes.
"Bang!"
The two clashed fiercely without any embellishment, then separated again, hundreds of feet apart, silently facing each other.
Li Yu’er’s left arm completely disappeared, reduced to flying ashes by Ye Fan’s punch. Under the power of thunder, nothing could withstand it.
Meanwhile, Ye Fan’s right chest deeply caved in, injuring his internal organs, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. This was the first time he had been injured since stepping onto the stage.
"Hahaha... This is exhilarating, truly exhilarating. I didn’t expect you to take my deadly punch head-on and not lose!"
Li Yu’er didn’t care about losing an arm, laughing as he spoke.
"This time you only lost an arm. Next time, you won’t be so lucky."
Ye Fan chuckled, originally able to smash Li Yu’er’s heart with a punch, but at the last moment, he felt compassion, fearing Li Yu’er didn’t have a Regeneration Technique. If he really killed him, it would be a tremendous loss for the entire Human Race.
For this reason, Ye Fan showed mercy, changing his attack target at the last moment, shattering Li Yu’er’s left arm instead.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan activated the Phoenix Nirvana Technique, using his primordial Pure Yang Qi to heal his injured chest, regenerating his ribs and lungs.
At the same time, Li Yu’er also quickly began repairing his damaged left arm.
Although losing his left arm didn’t have much impact on his combat power, he chose to heal his body first.
"Crack!"
With a series of explosive sounds, Li Yu’er’s left arm, turned to flying ash, regrew under the effect of Divine Power, though his sleeve was gone, making it look somewhat comical.
"Brother Ye, thank you. This has been the most exhilarating fight I’ve had since leaving seclusion. Regardless of win or loss, I’m glad to call you my friend."
Li Yu’er displayed a bright smile, then attacked again, with his Divine Embryo appearing behind him, a Teng Snake with golden scales shining brightly.
"Swoosh!"
The golden Teng Snake coiled around Li Yu’er, its head raised at his right wrist, with its foot-long tongue flicking in and out, its eyes revealing a fierce light.
"Brother Ye, be careful!"
Li Yu’er shouted, throwing a punch, his body following the fist, rapidly pouncing towards Ye Fan, the golden snake’s head raised high on the fist, ready to deliver a deadly strike at any moment.
This was a dual attack, hard to defend against!
At this moment, even Kou Wenjie and others outside the arena frowned slightly, contemplating how they would handle it if they were in Ye Fan’s place.
Some ordinary cultivators looked ashen-faced. This level of attack, even without the power of a domain, was not something they could withstand.
Living in the same era as such demons was both their fortune and misfortune.
Fortunately, when the Demon Clan is about to emerge, the Human Race has these demon-level strong people standing up, allowing them to rest easy without engaging in the most brutal battles.
Unfortunately, with these demon-level talents around, the future cultivation world will surely be a bloodbath, and they might never have the chance to rule a domain.
In a flash, Ye Fan unleashed the Xuandi Fist, as if piercing through a world, emanating terrifying Chaotic Energy, clashing with Li Yu’er’s fist.
"Boom!"
Their fists collided, exploding with a light brighter than the sun, illuminating the entire Life and Death Battle Arena, causing many Saint Child Level experts to involuntarily close their eyes.
Only the Saint Lord Level experts could barely see their confrontation, but not clearly. Only the Old Bastard and Seng Dao Yan, among a few old-generation strong people, could truly see it clearly.
"Puff!"
Li Yu’er’s expression changed dramatically, suddenly spitting a mouthful of blood and flying backward, his entire arm, along with the head of the Teng Snake Divine Embryo, completely shattered.
Ye Fan’s right fist hung low, trembling slightly, with drops of purple blood dripping from his fingertips.
This strike also inflicted shock injuries on him, but much lighter than on Li Yu’er.
"I lost!"
Li Yu’er quickly sealed his meridians to prevent excessive bleeding, his face pale as he candidly admitted defeat, utterly convinced of his loss.
"Phew~"
Ye Fan took a deep breath, dissipating his War Intent, and swiftly used the Chasing Star Step to reach Li Yu’er’s side, pressing his palm on the Sheng men point on Li Yu’er’s back, channeling a surge of pure Pure Yang Qi into his body to help him heal.
"Brother Ye..."
Li Yu’er was first stunned, then deeply moved.
Ye Fan was also injured, but at this moment, he could still disregard past grievances and heal him first. Such character made Li Yu’er sincerely respect him!
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