The sight of the figure charging out stunned not only everyone from the Carefree Holy Land.
Even those from the other factions were stunned.
This person was actually a disciple of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land.
An Ancient Desolate Holy Land disciple was going to challenge Ye Xuan at a time like this?
Interesting.
Below the martial platform, Lin Xue could not help clenching her fists tightly, her pretty face filled with anger.
"Song Yu! It's actually Song Yu, that bastard!"
She really was rather furious.
Because the Wheel Sea cultivator who had impatiently rushed onto the martial platform first was none other than Song Yu.
The very Song Yu who had wanted to challenge Ye Xuan at the Law Enforcement Hall, only to be humiliated and rejected with the words "You're not worthy."
While everyone was still reeling, Song Yu had already stepped onto the martial platform.
Staring at Ye Xuan with a vicious grin, he asked, "Holy Son, that day, I, Song Yu, wanted to challenge you, but you rejected me in a humiliating manner."
"This time, surely you won't refuse? You said it yourself: anyone in the Wheel Sea Realm could come up and challenge you!"
Song Yu looked at Ye Xuan, his expression savage, his eyes icy, his killing intent biting!
Whenever he recalled that day's humiliation, he wanted nothing more than to kill Ye Xuan to vent his hatred.
Because ever since that day, he had clearly noticed that many of his fellow disciples looked at him differently.
In fact, many who had been on good terms with him had not only deliberately distanced themselves from him, but even joked about that incident behind his back.
To Song Yu, this was undoubtedly a monstrous humiliation.
He had waited a long time for this opportunity.
Ye Xuan looked at Song Yu without the slightest surprise.
He said calmly, "Refuse? Why would I refuse? Since you've come knocking, begging to be humiliated, naturally, I have to oblige."
Ye Xuan's voice was calm, yet he came across as incomparably arrogant.
"Since we belong to the same sect, here's a word of advice: get off the platform yourself. Otherwise, once I defeat you, you won't be able to hold your head up."
An uproar erupted-
His words sent the entire venue into an uproar.
This legendary Holy Son of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land truly was arrogant.
Could a mere Essence Condensation cultivator really look down on a Wheel Sea cultivator like this?
This was simply arrogance taken too far.
Who the hell was the Essence Condensation cultivator here, and who was the Wheel Sea cultivator?
Song Yu's expression was utterly savage as well. He had never expected Ye Xuan to dare humiliate him like this in full view of everyone.
He stared at Ye Xuan and sneered. "Good, good, good. Let's see how you defeat me, and how you disgrace me. I, Song Yu, am no Zhang Hao."
As his words fell, Song Yu's presence erupted with a boom.
He was not at the Wheel Sea Realm First Stage, but the Wheel Sea Realm Second Stage.
This fellow had actually broken through!
Everyone below the platform was stunned. It was simply unbelievable.
At the same time, they looked forward to the coming battle even more.
Could Ye Xuan really defeat Song Yu, who was at the second level of the Wheel Sea?
As everyone watched expectantly, Song Yu let out a furious roar and leaped into the air.
His presence exploded, Spiritual Qi running wild as he charged at Ye Xuan like a ferocious beast.
Rumbling rang out across the battle platform. Beneath the trampling force of his mighty presence, the entire martial platform rumbled.
In mere moments, Song Yu appeared before Ye Xuan.
"Crushing Fist!"
An utterly pent-up roar escaped his mouth. The next instant, he clenched his right hand into a fist, stirring fierce gusts as he smashed it viciously toward Ye Xuan.
A piercing sonic boom rang through the air. The biting wind from his fist seemed to churn space itself, its might terrifying.
At this sight, everyone present could not help drawing a sharp breath on Ye Xuan's behalf.
They could all tell that Song Yu's punch was far from ordinary.
Not only was the martial technique of a considerable grade, but his comprehension of Crushing Fist had also reached major accomplishment.
So powerful!
Ye Xuan coldly surveyed Song Yu as that punch came hurtling toward him, yet remained neither meek nor overbearing, without fear or dread.
His expression was frighteningly calm, right until Song Yu's Crushing Fist was about to land-
"Ah, why bother?"
A leisurely sigh escaped Ye Xuan's lips, reaching the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity.
The next instant, an immensely powerful force suddenly erupted within Ye Xuan, who had still been as calm as water.
As Spiritual Qi exploded, Ye Xuan extended his right hand, and the ocean-vast Spiritual Qi within him instantly gathered in his right fist.
He likewise threw a punch, waves of force cleaving the air as fist shadows appeared one after another!
This punch seemed to tear through the void, seemed to blast the air apart!
Ignoring the fist shadows torn forth by Song Yu's Crushing Fist, Ye Xuan's fist blasted through everything and slammed directly into Song Yu's fist.
The instant their fists collided, the power at the tip of Ye Xuan's fist suddenly erupted.
A thunderous boom rang out.
Everyone vaguely heard the sound of bones breaking.
The next second.
"Aah-!"
An utterly agonized scream escaped Song Yu's mouth, and his entire body flew off the martial platform like a meteor shooting backward.
While he was still in midair, Song Yu's body had already gone completely rigid, his eyes dim and his face ashen.
He had lost.
He, Song Yu, had actually lost!
He had lost so decisively, so thoroughly, so miserably.
At the second level of the Wheel Sea, he had proved utterly unable to withstand a single blow from Ye Xuan, who was at the sixth level of Essence Condensation.
Ye Xuan's voice seemed to still echo in his ears.
Yet at this moment, his spirit and his pride were all gone.
At this sight, the entire venue fell deathly silent.
Even some of the powerful figures on the raised dais could not help springing to their feet.
They stared fixedly at Ye Xuan, their faces filled with shock, as though they had witnessed something inconceivable.
Emperor Formula!
Ye Xuan had actually unleashed the Emperor Formula?
And with such effortless control-didn't that mean he had cultivated it to perfection?
The younger generation might not know, but these members of the older generation understood.
The Emperor Formula was one of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land's few ungraded martial techniques that were extremely difficult to cultivate.
Even Holy Lord Han Bingning might not have cultivated it to perfection.
Yet now, Ye Xuan, who had only joined the Ancient Desolate Holy Land three months ago, had accomplished it.
He must die!
The killing intent in the Carefree Holy Land elder's eyes intensified, though he concealed it well.
If such a genius were a disciple of the Carefree Holy Land, that would naturally be a good thing.
But since he was a disciple of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, and its Holy Son at that, he had to die!
Otherwise, they would know no peace, whether eating or sleeping.
At this thought, he quickly sent a few words through voice transmission to the Carefree Holy Land's Wheel Sea Realm prodigies.
Upon hearing them, one of those prodigies immediately stepped out and raced toward the martial platform.
Lin Hai!
With cultivation at the Wheel Sea Realm Sixth Layer, he had once slain someone at the Wheel Sea Realm Seventh Layer, and was likewise a prodigious genius of some renown in the Carefree Holy Land.
Clearly, after Song Yu's defeat at the Wheel Sea Realm Second Stage, even the Carefree Holy Land no longer dared send cultivators at the second or third stage of the Wheel Sea Realm up to challenge Ye Xuan.
Because losing would be even more humiliating.
"Lin Hai? He's at the Wheel Sea Realm Sixth Layer and has killed a Wheel Sea seventh layer cultivator. He's going up this soon?"
"Yes, the Wheel Sea Realm Sixth Layer against the Essence Condensation Realm Sixth Layer. This fellow is a whole major realm and nine minor realms above Holy Son Ye. This is downright bullying."
"Heh, haven't you noticed? That Lin Hai is going up with killing intent. There's already a whiff of gunpowder between the two sides. I'm certain that if Lin Hai loses, the next person the Carefree Holy Land sends onto the platform will be at the Wheel Sea peak!"
At this sight, everyone below the platform began discussing it as well.
They could already clearly sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
If the earlier fights had merely been normal challenges, then from this moment onward, they would probably be battles to the death.
Because that Lin Hai radiated terrifying killing intent from head to toe, without concealing it in the slightest.