"Mm, you can begin."
"Kid, I have high hopes for you."
"Little Bingning, you mustn't hold back. Make sure this brat learns how formidable you are as Holy Lord."
Ye Xuan was still bewildered when a babble of voices reached him.
Those voices even sounded somewhat familiar.
Ye Xuan looked down from the platform, and the corners of his mouth immediately twitched twice.
Below the platform, eight seats had been arranged in a neat row.
Eight old geezers sat there, their eyes fixed intently on him and Han Bingning, their faces full of ill intent.
What the hell? Why does this feel so out of place?
Black lines covered Ye Xuan's forehead. Somehow, this scene gave him a familiar sense of déjà vu.
Smack!
Just then, the sound of someone slapping a table suddenly rang out.
The Eighth Patriarch abruptly stood up and pointed at the two of them. "Please begin your performance."
Ye Xuan nearly broke down.
But before he could complain, a chill suddenly swept toward him from ahead. His expression immediately turned grave as he looked at Han Bingning.
Han Bingning stood there, cold radiating from her entire body,
and the Spiritual Qi between heaven and earth seemed to have turned into Cold Qi as it gathered toward her.
Cold!
So cold!
That was Ye Xuan's first impression. But he said nothing, quietly circulating the True Solar Fire to counteract the chill.
"I will suppress my cultivation to the same level as yours, and I won't hold back. Are you ready?"
Like an ice goddess high above, Han Bingning looked down at Ye Xuan, her voice icy.
Hearing this, Ye Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded. "I'm ready."
Almost the instant he finished speaking-
Whoosh!
A bone-piercing blast of Cold Qi suddenly struck, and Han Bingning had already vanished from her spot.
By the time Ye Xuan came to his senses, all he saw was a long, straight, sexy leg tearing through the air like lightning, unleashing a series of crackling explosions as it kicked viciously toward him.
Faint, ice-colored Spiritual Qi wreathed the entire flawless leg, lending it tremendous power!
Startled, Ye Xuan pushed off the ground, retreating almost instantly.
At the same time, all 108 spiritual meridians within him opened fully. His dense Spiritual Qi circulated furiously, gathering toward his right arm.
He opened his right hand and thrust his palm forward at tremendous speed.
Bam!
A tremendous crash rang out!
Ye Xuan felt a powerful force surge through his palm into his right arm, leaving it numb and aching, as well as somewhat stiff from the ice.
Only after the True Solar Fire circulated again, flowing once around his arm, did the aching numbness and frozen sensation completely disappear.
At that instant, Ye Xuan felt that his beautiful master was not cute at all anymore.
Those long legs, once so sexy and alluring, no longer held any attraction.
Those aren't long legs. They're weapons of murder!
Just as Ye Xuan was thinking this-
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Han Bingning had already twisted her entire body in midair at an unbelievable angle.
The next second, she was airborne, her legs spinning like wind-and-fire wheels as she began kicking ferociously at Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan's expression changed drastically. He redirected the Spiritual Qi within him while raising both arms, blocking continuously.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Yet even so, after Han Bingning delivered more than a dozen kicks, Ye Xuan was still sent flying.
He had failed to block three moves in Han Bingning's combination.
One kick had struck his chest, one his left waist, and the last his right ear.
The kick to his right ear had been the most perilous. Had Ye Xuan not reacted quickly-or rather, had Han Bingning not held back-his temple might already have been smashed open.
Ye Xuan lay on the ground, one hand covering his right ear and the other his left waist, staring fixedly at Han Bingning with eyes full of grievance.
His beautiful master really was not cute at all anymore,
and at this moment, she seemed to have ceased being a fairy and become a demon instead.
Whether it was her sexy, alluring legs, her curvaceous figure, or her slender waist that could be encircled with a gentle grasp, all seemed filled with explosive, murderous power.
"Smack! Useless! Utterly useless!"
"Get up! Hurry up and get up! As our holy land's Holy Son, as someone with the Chaos Sacred Body, is this all the strength you have?"
"Ye Xuan, you can't even beat your master! Utter trash! How did our Ancient Desolate Holy Land produce a piece of trash like you?"
"Little Ning'er, keep attacking! Beat him to death!"
Ye Xuan was staring fixedly at his beautiful master, terrified that she would attack again.
Angry voices had already risen from below.
The eight patriarchs were bristling and glaring, some slapping the tables, others pointing at Ye Xuan and berating him.
Two of the patriarchs had even jumped onto their tables, exasperated that iron would not become steel.
Ye Xuan turned and swept a glance over them, a dangerous look in his eyes.
Whoosh!
But just then, a shrill sound tore through the air as Han Bingning came charging at him again.
Helpless, Ye Xuan could only grit his teeth and focus entirely on fighting Han Bingning.
He really wanted to ask, Master, are you sure you suppressed your cultivation to the same level as mine?
Why did he feel that Han Bingning's suppressed cultivation was at least at the fourth or fifth layer of Essence Condensation, and even seemed to be slowly rising?
Below.
The eight qualified referees watched with relish while conversing through voice transmissions.
Some shameless fellow had even brought out fruit and wine.
Very qualified melon-eating referees.
"Hey, aren't we going a little overboard? Little Bingning's being rather unfair. She's actually using Origin Condensation Fifth Layer cultivation."
"Ahem, yes. This brat is only in the Meridian Opening Realm. Even if he's reached its Supreme Extreme Realm, how could he possibly trounce Little Bingning at the Origin Condensation Fifth Layer?"
"Eighth Brother, you really are thick-skinned, calling him trash. I guarantee that even if you suppressed your cultivation to the Origin Condensation Fifth Layer, you wouldn't necessarily be his match."
"Tch, how could that be? Third Brother, you call me thick-skinned, but aren't you just as bad? Who called the Holy Son trash first? If he's trash, what does that make you?"
"Enough talk. Look! This brat is no ordinary fellow. He was being beaten back just now, but he's already beginning to gain the upper hand."
"Damn, Little Bingning is destined to lose face here. Will she have to raise her suppressed cultivation a little more?"
The eight unscrupulous old geezers ate fruit and drank wine as they chatted idly.
Yet they could not conceal the shock and wonder in their eyes.
After all, Han Bingning was the holy land's Holy Lord. Her talent went without saying.
Back in those days, she too had been a peerless figure, trouncing all manner of monstrous talents at the same realm and enjoying a resounding reputation throughout the Eastern Wasteland.
Now, even if Han Bingning had suppressed her cultivation to the Essence Condensation Realm Fifth Layer, was she truly at the Essence Condensation Realm Fifth Layer?
That was absolutely impossible.
Whether in knowledge, experience, or comprehension of the martial path, the Han Bingning who had been at the Essence Condensation Realm Fifth Layer back then could not compare to her.
In other words, the current Han Bingning, with her realm suppressed, would absolutely trounce her former self at that realm.
Yet even so, she could not suppress Ye Xuan of the Meridian Opening Realm. Just how heaven-defying was he?
The Chaos Sacred Body truly was extraordinary.
The eight old geezers were shocked, but Han Bingning was even more shocked. Beyond her shock, she also felt rather stifled.
I actually can't beat my disciple at a lower realm? Do I need to secretly raise my cultivation a little more?
She had already secretly raised it from the initial Origin Condensation Third Layer to the Origin Condensation Fifth Layer. If she kept raising it-
Did I, Han Bingning, have no shame?
At that thought, Han Bingning grew somewhat angry.
Smack!
Just then, Ye Xuan actually took advantage of her momentary distraction to launch a sneak attack on a certain spot on her backside.
An eerie, deathly silence instantly fell over the scene.