The Emperor Formula!
What Ye Xuan used was the Emperor Formula from the ninth level of the Martial Arts Tower, a technique without a rank.
Under the tense yet expectant gazes of the disciples, a loud boom resounded.
The air exploded, and Spiritual Qi overflowed.
Fists collided violently in mid-air.
In just a moment,
The disciples were shocked to discover that Qi Yao's God-Slaying Finger was instantly shattered by Ye Xuan's Emperor Formula.
"Hiss—what a powerful Emperor Formula!"
"Thunder God's Finger is Black Grade martial skill, rumored to be mastered only by Nascent Soul Cultivator, and incredibly powerful. Yet, is it so utterly vulnerable before the Emperor Formula?"
" Holy Son Ye's strength is truly terrifying!"
The disciples trembled and cried out in shock.
Even Huo Qingyi and the others couldn't help but straighten up abruptly.
Lin Xue, Holy Maiden Qiu Yue, and the others couldn't help but reach out their slender hands to cover their red lips, their hearts trembling.
The Annihilating Thunder Finger is an extremely powerful martial art.
Only Nascent Soul Cultivator can cultivate this technique.
Qi Yao's ability to successfully cultivate at the Golden Core Realm Fourth Level is enough to demonstrate his extraordinary talent.
This single finger strike was enough to kill an ordinary Golden Core Realm Sixth Level expert.
However, now, it is so vulnerable in the face of Ye Xuan's Emperor Formula.
On the martial arts stage.
Qi Yao's expression also changed drastically, and a sense of horror welled up in his heart.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?"
At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind, filled with disbelief.
Of course, although he was shocked, he didn't move quickly.
Almost the instant the Annihilating Thunder Finger was shattered, he began to retreat rapidly.
With a series of thumping sounds, the training platform reverberated as he stomped backward.
The entire training ground was shaking.
However, while he was fast, Ye Xuan was even faster.
Ye Xuan unleashed the Wandering Dragon Steps, his movements as swift as a ghost.
In just a moment, Ye Xuan had caught up with Qi Yao.
His right fist, surging with Spiritual Qi and carrying the powerful residual force of the Emperor Formula, crashed down.
"Is defeat inevitable with just one strike?"
No, no!!!
Qi Yao's pupils suddenly contracted as he watched this scene.
Within his dantian, the Golden Core suddenly shone brightly, dazzling and radiant.
As the Golden Core circulated, a torrent of Spiritual Qi surged forth and rapidly converged around him.
At the same time, a ferocious glint appeared in his eyes, he blocked with his left arm and threw out his right fist!
He absolutely cannot lose; he cannot be defeated in one blow!
He cannot bear such humiliation!
Bang!
A loud bang!
The space itself seemed to have been torn open with tiny cracks.
The air currents surged, and the spiritual energy exploded.
The Emperor Formula, carrying its terrifying residual power, slammed into his right fist. A force so powerful it was heart-stopping surged into his body like a tsunami.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, and then flew out of his body.
While still in mid-air, Qi Yao's face was already completely pale and bloodless, and his eyes were extremely dim.
With a thud, his body crashed heavily onto the edge of the training platform.
With that smash, his entire Dao heart seemed to have been shattered to pieces.
One move, and he was defeated!
Ye Xuan landed, looked at Qi Yao, and said calmly:
You've lost!
Qi Yao didn't speak. He simply raised his head with difficulty and looked at Ye Xuan, who stood proudly, his eyes filled with indescribable dejection.
He seemed to recall Ye Xuan's stunning and unparalleled performance at the investiture ceremony that day.
However, today, Qi Yao has become that stepping stone, that loser.
Overwhelmed and defeated in one fell swoop.
What a humiliation this is!
From this day forward, all of Qi Yao's honors and prestige will likely vanish completely.
Upon witnessing this scene, the scene fell into a brief silence.
Everyone stared blankly at Ye Xuan on the martial arts stage, at that outstanding figure standing there.
He was so incredibly talented, and so arrogant.
One move, and Qi Yao is defeated!
At this moment, Qi Yao Qi Yao's challenge and his aggressive manner seemed to have become a joke.
That was such a childish game.
"The Holy Son is mighty!"
"The Holy Son is mighty!"
"The Holy Son is so domineering!"
"The Holy Son is so domineering!"
After a brief silence, cheers suddenly erupted from the crowd.
Countless disciples roared and screamed, their eyes brimming with excitement.
The legendary Holy Son truly lives up to his name; he remains a legend as always.
Even when facing a monstrous figure like Qi Yao, she overwhelmingly crushed him, displaying unparalleled brilliance.
Lin Xue looked at Ye Xuan, her heart trembling, but she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He remains as brilliant and invincible as ever.
The Holy Maiden Qiu Yue's gaze towards Ye Xuan was filled with admiration, her entire heart trembling.
Holy Son, you are absolutely stunning!
At this moment, everyone seemed to recall that arrogant and domineering figure from the investiture ceremony.
Ye Xuan looked at the disciples below, stretched out his hands, and gently pressed them down.
The noisy training ground instantly fell silent.
Ye Xuan looked at the disciples below and smiled, "I've heard that besides Qi Yao, our Holy Land has nine other candidates for Holy Son."
"These nine candidates for the Holy Son position still have the qualifications to compete for it, and this is with the Holy Lord's permission."
"Then today, I, Ye Xuan, will challenge those nine candidates for the Holy Son."
"You can go on stage together, or you can go alone."
"If I, Ye Xuan, am defeated today, I will willingly relinquish the position of Holy Son. If you are defeated, then you should no longer even think about vying for the position of Holy Son."
"Now that the Holy Land has produced a Holy Son, there is no longer a need for Holy Son candidates. How do you nine feel about this? Do you dare to fight?"
Upon hearing this, the vast space instantly fell silent.
Everyone stared blankly at the towering figure standing on the martial arts stage, too shocked to breathe.
What is Ye Xuan planning to do? Is he going to challenge the nine candidates for the Holy Son? Is he going to challenge the nine Golden Core Realm experts?
Furthermore, he arrogantly claimed that the nine of them could join forces, and that if they were defeated, they would willingly relinquish their position as the Holy Son?
This is simply--
a bolt from the blue!
One side of the martial arts arena.
Upon hearing this, Huo Qingyi and the other nine people narrowed their eyes and their expressions turned grim.
Ye Xuan's move caught them completely off guard.
This is absolutely insane!
However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, could they refuse? Did they dare to refuse? Did they have any reason to refuse?
If you refuse, your authority will be completely destroyed!
As for joining forces, that's an utter joke.
Which of the nine candidates for the Holy Son wasn't proud and ambitious?
Moreover, what would be the point of joining forces and defeating Ye Xuan?
at the same time,
After a brief silence,
Swish, swish, swish!
All the disciples' gazes fell on Huo Qingyi and the others, their eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.
This is truly a spectacular show, catching everyone off guard, yet incredibly exciting.
It remains to be seen whether Huo Qingyi and the others will accept the challenge.