Blow You Up in Three Moves

"Seriously? Ye Xiwen actually squeezed into the top three? That's insanely strong!"

"I heard he's Elder Ye Kongming's youngest son. No wonder he's so powerful—the Ye Family siblings are all outstanding!"

Ye Xiwen's entry into the top three immediately left countless people in amazement. Compared with the other disciples who had made the top ten, his name had been utterly obscure, to the point where almost no one had even heard of him.

Of course, it was not as though nobody knew him. Wang Lie, for instance, excitedly circled around Ye Xiwen. "Hahaha, A'Wen, you're incredible! Really! From now on, I can walk sideways. Hehe, let's see who dares bully me later—I'll have you beat them up for me!"

Ye Xiwen did not know whether to laugh or cry. What was this supposed to be—a bodyguard? Or a hired thug?

Yet Ye Xiwen felt warm inside. No matter what, Wang Lie saying this meant he regarded him as a brother. What was a brother? This was a brother!

"Walk sideways? He's nothing but an upstart, yet he really thinks he's some big shot. He doesn't know the height of the heavens or the depth of the earth!" A shrill, biting voice suddenly came from the side.

Everyone looked over and saw a young man around twenty years old. He wore splendid robes and had handsome features, though his handsome face was filled with disdain.

Someone recognized him. He was Zhao Yanxue, one of the Inner Gate Five Great Disciples, ranked second among the Five Great Disciples. He was exceptionally formidable and had also made this tournament's top three.

"What did you say?" Ye Xiwen's face immediately darkened.

"I said you're nothing but a frog at the bottom of a well, ignorant of the height of the heavens and the depth of the earth. Walking sideways? What do you think the Yi Yuan Sect is? You're only fit to keep company with trash!" Zhao Yanxue said sharply, clearly calling Wang Lie trash.

Looking at Ye Xiwen, who was the center of everyone's attention, Zhao Yanxue was practically dying of jealousy. He should have been the one enjoying all those gazes, not some Ye Xiwen nobody had ever heard of. Who did he think he was? Why did everyone have to look at him? Zhao Yanxue had also entered the top three, yet he had not received the scene of universal attention he had imagined. Everyone was focused on this suddenly rising Ye Xiwen instead.

I'm the genius. What the hell is he?

Zhao Yanxue screamed twistedly in his heart.

"Zhao Yanxue, if you're a man, then get on the stage and fight me!" Ye Xiwen said, turning and leaping onto one of the arenas.

Everyone's gaze turned toward Zhao Yanxue. This was a contest between two of the tournament's top three—who was stronger?

Although Zhao Yanxue knew Ye Xiwen might not be easy to deal with, the words had already left his mouth, and naturally he could not take them back. Besides, he believed Ye Xiwen was merely a dark horse. How could he possibly contend against an established expert like him?

"Hmph, I'll teach you a lesson and let you know the height of the heavens and the depth of the earth!" Zhao Yanxue sneered as he sprang onto the stage.

"Dongfang Bai is here! Dongfang Bai is here!"

A commotion suddenly erupted through the crowd. A white figure stepped out from among them—a white-robed young man standing with a sword in hand, brimming with heroic spirit, as sharp as a treasured sword drawn from its sheath.

Everyone knew this was Dongfang Bai, foremost among the Inner Gate Five Great Disciples. Rumor had it that Dongfang Bai had practiced swordsmanship since childhood, and his sword techniques reigned supreme among the Inner Disciples. Three years ago, he had even challenged a Core Disciple. Though he had not won, neither had he lost, which showed just how formidable he was. His position as the head of the Inner Gate Five Great Disciples was absolutely no empty title.

Dongfang Bai merely watched the two calmly, his expression still as a windless pond.

The top three Inner Disciples had now all gathered here. A fierce clash of dragons and tigers was about to unfold.

The council of elders quickly made a decision to bring the championship match forward.

"Ye Xiwen, now no one can save you!" Zhao Yanxue said with repeated cold sneers.

"Three moves. If I can't blow you up in three moves, I'll turn around and leave!" Ye Xiwen raised three fingers.

Zhao Yanxue's face immediately turned livid. Ye Xiwen was humiliating him openly and without restraint.

"That's right, just like that! Blow him up! What's so great about the Inner Gate Five Great Disciples?" Wang Lie shouted from below.

"You're courting death!" Zhao Yanxue snarled. "Today, I'll break every bone and sinew in your body, so you'll learn what it means to know the height of the heavens and the depth of the earth!"

Zhao Yanxue's fury surged to the skies, and the true energy throughout his body began to boil, hissing as it rubbed through the air. His late Houtian Seventh Stage strength was no sham. With a single punch, the temperature across the entire arena seemed to drop several degrees. This was Zhao Yanxue's famed Frozen Fist; once unleashed, it could even freeze a person solid.

Endless icy winds instantly wrapped around Ye Xiwen, seeking to freeze him alive.

Ye Xiwen let out a roar, stomped down, and shot toward Zhao Yanxue. He unleashed a Thunderous Gale strike, casually scattering the Frozen Fist energy as he charged straight ahead.

"The height of the heavens and the depth of the earth? You think you're worthy of teaching me a lesson?" Ye Xiwen sneered and struck out with his palm.

Bang! An utterly ordinary palm slapped directly across Zhao Yanxue's face.

Pfft! Zhao Yanxue spat out a mouthful of blood, several of his teeth knocked out by Ye Xiwen's blow.

"You..." Zhao Yanxue stared at Ye Xiwen in disbelief, but Ye Xiwen had no intention of stopping. He viciously kicked out.

Bang! Zhao Yanxue was kicked into the air by Ye Xiwen. At the instant he fell, Ye Xiwen struck with a palm wrapped in lightning-like true energy. With crushing force that swept away all before it, he smashed it fiercely into Zhao Yanxue's body.

Boom! Zhao Yanxue crashed brutally off the arena. Several ribs in his chest had broken, and he fell unconscious.

Many disciples around them shuddered and swallowed hard. Another of the Inner Gate Five Great Disciples had been severely injured. Including the previous two, Ye Xiwen had already crushed three of the Inner Gate Five Great Disciples.

Other than Dongfang Bai, the foremost of the Five Great Disciples, and Zi Yan, the other female disciple, none of them were Ye Xiwen's match.

Now that Zhao Yanxue had been beaten into serious injury and unconsciousness, it was obvious that the champion would only be decided between Ye Xiwen and Dongfang Bai.

"Ye Xiwen is actually this powerful? Zhao Yanxue, at the late Houtian Seventh Stage, was defeated by him so easily!"

"It's just a pity that he acts too ruthlessly. Who knows whether he'll become a blessing or a disaster once he grows stronger?"

"For such a disciple to emerge from our Yi Yuan Sect is naturally a blessing for the Yi Yuan Sect. The more geniuses we have, the stronger the Yi Yuan Sect becomes!"

The elders in the elders' seats all began discussing among themselves.

"I won't take advantage of you. I'll wait until you've rested," Dongfang Bai said mildly. The strength Ye Xiwen had displayed stirred in him an urge to test himself against Ye Xiwen.

"There's no need. I only cleaned up a piece of trash." Ye Xiwen said. Zhao Yanxue, who was only at the Houtian Seventh Stage, was far from Ye Xiwen's opponent. Defeating him had taken practically no effort at all; within only a few breaths, Ye Xiwen had already returned to his peak condition.

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