Soul Emperor Martial God-Chapter 1679: Ye Saint Palm

The battles on the Martial Arts Arena continued one round after another.

On the spectator stands, Xiao Yi showed little interest.

Ran Qi, usually cold and detached, spoke even less.

Ye Liu, on the other hand, loved making friends.

However, in the past few days, Xiao Yi also spoke little, as he saw it, Yi Xiao was also a person who disliked talking.

Naturally, facing these two ice balls, he had nothing to say.

In fact, it wasn’t that Xiao Yi didn’t like to talk.

But among them, three were familiar faces.

As the saying goes, the more you speak, the more likely you are to err, so he simply spoke less.

Even when he did speak, he deliberately suppressed his voice to be abnormally deep, cold as if with a hint of anger.

Compared to Gongsun Huowu and Guu Lianxing, perhaps Xiao Yi spoke even less with Ye Liu in the past.

After all, he had only met Ye Liu a few times.

Thus, as sharp as Ye Liu was, he could not sense a trace of doubt in Xiao Yi’s voice.

However, truly knowing someone doesn’t depend on the length of the acquaintance.

Some people, upon first meeting, find a kindred spirit and become friends.

Like him and Ye Liu.

And like him and Ran Qi.

The time spent truly knowing these two was short, but they indeed were people worth deepening ties with.

At this moment, Guu Lianxing and Gongsun Huowu were chatting away.

Xiao Yi was happy to let them, saying little and waiting for this bout to end before departing.

But at this moment, Ran Qi suddenly opened his mouth, "The Xiao Yi you all keep mentioning."

"Is he the notorious little thief Xiao Yi that shocked the Central Region more than six months ago?"

"Shocked the Central Region?" Ye Liu laughed.

Ran Qi nodded, "More than six months ago, in the Sword Domain, he slaughtered sword cultivators worldwide, gaining sudden infamy and shocking the Central Region."

"I also looked into his deeds later on."

"From his rise to fame, each deed was extremely shocking."

"Especially during the Hundred Schools’ contest, he defeated the Heavenly Talents from various academic palaces, even toppling two elders from the Heavenly Hidden Academy’s Twelve Peaks, truly ferocious."

For Ran Qi, perhaps only those with strong power and great fame could interest him enough to speak.

"However, this person’s character seems quite questionable." Ran Qi frowned.

"Logically, such a terrifying Heavenly Talent would be nurtured by any force with full effort."

"But the Black Cloud Academy directly expelled him."

"Originally, I had some reservations about this matter."

"But." Ran Qi’s face suddenly turned cold, "Listening to you just now, Gongsun Huowu always seeks him out."

"Could it be this guy is a heartless man?"

"Wiping hands clean, he leaves without a trace, never to be found again."

"Such a martial artist, no matter how strong, I disdain as an opponent."

Beside him, beneath his mask, Xiao Yi’s face involuntarily twitched at these words.

If he weren’t currently participating as Yi Xiao, he might have already drawn his sword on Ran Qi.

Ye Liu promptly said, "Brother Ran, you’ve misunderstood."

"My brother Xiao Yi, he’s just used to being a lone wolf."

"I heard about him being expelled from the academy, it was the academy’s bias against him, he actually suffered injustice."

Guu Lianxing laughed, "Young Master Xiao Yi is not as disgraceful as you imagine."

"If there’s a chance in the future, you’ll see for yourself."

"Hmph." Ran Qi snorted coldly, "Even if I see him, he still needs to be qualified to be friends with me, Ran Qi."

"That little thief could probably shatter your breaking spear with a single sword strike." Gongsun Huowu sneered.

"Such arrogance." Ran Qi’s face turned cold.

Beside him, beneath the mask, Xiao Yi’s expression was unpleasant.

Fortunately, Ran Qi wasn’t one to gossip, otherwise, Xiao Yi wasn’t sure what rumors would spread about him.

...

Half a day later.

Ye Liu looked straight at the Martial Arts Arena, "Those who should have competed have done so."

"Each level of Heavenly Talent has also produced results."

"Next should be the main event."

Ran Qi nodded, "The real battle, the allocation of spots, begins now."

Xiao Yi also nodded, "Ninety percent of martial artists have finished competing, at most in a bit more than a day, the grand event of spot contention will conclude."

Indeed.

On the Martial Arts Arena, the Sword Palace referee shouted.

"Next battle, Ye Saint Mansion, Ye Liu."

"Beiyin Sect, Beiyin Dong, step up to the arena."

"It’s my turn." Ye Liu smiled, his figure flashed and he instantly appeared on the Martial Arts Arena.

On the other side, a young man also leaped onto the Martial Arts Arena, standing opposite Ye Liu.

Compared to the graceful, carefree demeanor of Ye Liu, the young man had a calm aura, slightly burly stature, and determination on his face.

The young man was the Young Sect Master of the Beiyin Sect, Beiyin Dong.

The Beiyin Sect, acknowledged as an Overlord Force in the Central Region, its foundation, and power even surpassed any single mansion among the Eighteen Mansions.

Beiyin Dong’s deeds in the Central Region weren’t widely known.

But no one dared underestimate him. From a young age, he was identified by the previous Sect Master as the next Sect Master, which spoke volumes.

"This Beiyin Dong, he’s strong." Ran Qi squinted his eyes.

"This fight will not be an easy one."

"Him?" Guu Lianxing chuckled, "Merely Beiyin Dong?"

"Young Master Yi Xiao, your judgment is always good, what do you think?"

Xiao Yi nodded, speaking deeply, "This battle, its outcome is uncertain."

"What?" Guu Lianxing was startled.

The name Yi Xiao was known all over the Central Region—an unparalleled monster who could be mentioned alongside Ao Donglou, Long Xiao, and others at a young age.

His judgment was almost never wrong.

"What are the odds?" Guu Lianxing pressed on.

"Conservatively, it’s fifty-fifty." Xiao Yi answered solemnly.

"And non-conservatively?" Guu Lianxing urgently asked.

Xiao Yi gave a faint, cold smile, "Sixty-forty."

"Who’s got..." Guu Lianxing began.

Xiao Yi quickly said, "Brother Ye has sixty percent."

"You’re that confident?" Next to him, Ran Qi looked puzzled.

Xiao Yi remained silent.

Yes, given a conservative estimate and based on Xiao Yi’s initial judgment of Beiyin Dong and Ye Liu, at most, they were evenly matched.

Their cultivation and strength were evenly matched, neck and neck.

But, Xiao Yi had previously battled with Ye Liu in the Heavenly Star Territory.

He knew Ye Liu’s means, and he knew how terrifying Ye Liu could be when fully unleashed.

So he dared to say it would be sixty-forty, with Ye Liu having sixty percent of the odds.

Barring surprises, this would be a tough battle.

But the victor would undoubtedly be Ye Liu.

Below the Martial Arts Arena, the battle commenced instantly.

Boom... Boom...

Two forces erupted suddenly.

The Sword Palace referee on the Martial Arts Arena’s face changed instantly, "Supreme aura?"

Whoosh... The Sword Palace referee quickly flashed back to the edge of the Martial Arts Arena.

"Supreme aura?" In the spectator stands, some renowned martial artists were equally astonished.

"These two monsters have a supreme aura just by presence, and their strength far exceeds ordinary Eighteen Mansions’s Talents."

Boom...

Ye Liu launched the first blow, a palm strike.

With the strike, the air within a kilometer radius of the Martial Arts Arena’s center swirled into a vortex.

The astonishing aura swept the entire Martial Arts Arena.

"There it is, Ye Saint Palm, one of the strongest palm techniques from the Ye Saint Mansion."

On the Martial Arts Arena.

Ye Liu gave a faint smile, "Brother Beiyin, though I wish to have a good match with you."

"But, my wife in the stands seems worried."

"I don’t want her to frown, so let’s end this quickly."

With those words said.

Boom... Ye Liu’s hand pressed down with a powerful palm strike.

Within a single breath.

The aura on the Martial Arts Arena surged to its peak.

"Such a terrifying aura." The expressions of the surrounding spectator martial artists changed dramatically.

When the aura finally descended, Ye Liu withdrew his palm.

The once mighty Martial Arts Arena was ground into dust under that single palm.

The solid stone of a kilometer crumbled with ease.

...

Fifth update. (Boom)