Immoral Fatty

On the elders' platform, several important figures were discussing the grand spectacle of the matches.

The Second Elder chatted calmly and looked to his side. "Shen Feng, what do you think of this match?"

At that moment, Shen Feng was seated in the viewing area. As the hottest favorite to win the championship, Shen Leiyuan had specially invited him onto the platform, showing his appreciation for him.

Facing the several elders, Shen Feng said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Shen Li has spent three years consolidating at the Qi Refining Sixth Layer and has already cultivated Li Fire Sword Qi to Minor Achievement. With his abundant combat experience, he has the strength to contend for the top three."

Neither praising nor disparaging, his assessment was exceptionally fair and won the unanimous approval of those present.

Su Yu'er suddenly asked, "What about Shen Yun?"

Shen Feng frowned slightly. A Moment Later, he pondered, "Judging from his aura, he has cultivation at the Peak of the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, so the gap between him and Shen Li is considerable. However, Shen Yun is extremely talented, and with the fine example of his cousin Shen Qiu before him, I think the odds of victory are thirty to seventy."

Hearing his analysis, Su Yu clapped his hands and laughed. "Your reasoning is sound. Little friend Shen Feng truly possesses both wisdom and courage."

Several Shen Family elders nodded repeatedly. To receive Su Yu's praise made them feel honored as well.

Su Yu'er rolled her eyes at him and muttered, "What kind of lousy analysis is that? What Qi Refining Fourth Layer cultivator can knock me unconscious in one move?"

The Fifth Elder had the same thought in his heart. This kid is wicked as hell. Shen Li is probably finished.

At the command, Shen Li seized the initiative. Dense footsteps rang out, and his entire body became like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, his Flying Sword was already stretched before Shen Yun.

"Too slow."

Shen Yun let his hands hang at his sides and took a slight step back. The Flying Sword struck empty air.

Shen Li swung his sword again—chop, thrust, point, deflect, strike... His Sword Moves shifted one after another, and the spectators could see only afterimages of the blade.

Shen Yun looked utterly relaxed. With only slight movements of his feet, he evaded every Sword Move, as though he were measuring with a ruler—not an inch too much, not an inch too little.

"What incredible speed. What terrifying insight."

Shen Li's expression turned grave, all his earlier ease gone. His sword emerged like a dragon, firelight scattering in every direction as it turned into a dense net of swords, seeking to seal every route of retreat.

Facing the overwhelming Sword Light, Shen Yun advanced rather than retreating. His figure flashed repeatedly like sudden lightning, while the Flying Sword before him seemed to crawl like a turtle.

He spread his large hand, and spiritual power erupted forth like the eye of a storm. The terrifying impact swept outward, blowing Shen Li this way and that. Only with immense effort did Shen Li manage to steady himself.

Their exchange had been as swift as a hare rising and a falcon diving. Within moments, Shen Li had fallen into a disadvantage.

The spectators let out a breath. Shen Yun's performance had completely exceeded their expectations.

"What exquisite movement technique. I can't even see his figure clearly, yet even Shen Li is being suppressed."

"It should be Roaming Cloud Steps at Minor Achievement. It's hard to imagine that Shen Yun has cultivated for only one year. It truly leaves one gasping in admiration."

"Not only that—being able to effortlessly evade Shen Li's repeated sword strikes means his insight is anything but ordinary."

Shen Qiu's face was dark as storm clouds, his heart shadowed. As expected of my strongest opponent. Only defeating someone like you has any value.

Shen Qingruo smiled sweetly, her beautiful eyes fixed on the young man onstage. "Brother Shen Yun, go!"

On the Martial Arts Arena, Shen Li frowned tightly. Their brief exchange had made him deeply realize just how terrifying Shen Yun was.

What terrifying talent. He's even above Shen Qiu. One misstep, and I'll lose the entire game.

Shen Li Took a Deep Breath, focusing his mind to the utmost. He did not dare hold back in the slightest.

Fire spiritual power rose from his body and coiled around the silver Flying Sword, instantly evaporating the moisture in the air around him. The terrifying heat even warped the air itself.

"Li Fire Sword Qi? I'll play with you for a bit."

Shen Yun glanced at him. The same fire spiritual power swept forth, possessing only the strength of the Qi Refining Fourth Layer, yet its red light was far deeper than Shen Li's.

"He knows Li Fire Sword Qi too? Does he want to clash with me head-on?"

Shen Li froze for a moment. Before he could think further, red sword qi was already rushing toward him.

"Not good!"

Shen Li's expression changed drastically. He raised his Flying Sword and slashed fiercely, sending the same red sword qi sweeping across the sky.

Boom! Crash!

A fierce collision erupted, filling the sky with crimson light.

Shen Yun's left hand hung at his side while his right formed a sword finger. No sword was better than a sword. Though he clearly possessed only Qi Refining Fourth Layer spiritual power, he drove Shen Li back again and again.

Point Sword Technique, Slash Sword Technique, Draw Sword Technique...

No matter what kind of Sword Move Shen Li used, Shen Yun easily dissolved it, then unleashed the exact same move—faster, more exquisite, and more spirited than Shen Li's.

Shen Yun held two fingers together like a sword, his sword qi following like a shadow. Like an antelope hanging its horns, it left no trace to follow as it broke through the dense sword net.

Shen Li seemed to have been struck by lightning. At some unknown moment, the Flying Sword in his hand had already been knocked away. His face was dazed, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

He knew deeply that Shen Yun had shown mercy. Since Shen Yun could knock away his Flying Sword without him even noticing, he could just as easily have severed his arm.

"You win."

Shen Li let out a long sigh and said with a complicated expression, "Brother Yun's swordsmanship is as divine as it is unfathomable. I am far inferior."

He had thought he had drawn a good match, but now it seemed he had been blinded by a single leaf and failed to see Mount Tai.

His Li Fire Sword Qi had been nothing more than a child's plaything before Shen Yun. This was a true peerless genius. He accepted his defeat wholeheartedly.

On the elders' platform, the expressions of the many important figures shifted. With their eyesight, they knew what this scene represented.

"This is... Li Fire Sword Intent at Major Achievement. This child is far too extraordinary."

Su Yu Took a Deep Breath. Looking around, he found everyone else equally astonished, and he could not help feeling secretly surprised. Could it be that they don't know this person's talent either?

Just as he thought, everyone's impression of Shen Yun remained stuck one year ago.

When Shen Yun had revealed Qi Refining Third Layer cultivation, it had indeed caused a small stir. But Shen Yun possessed only a Three-Attribute Spirit Root, and there were quite a few ways to rapidly improve during the early stages of Qi Refining, so they had not thought much of it.

The First Elder suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Shen Yun seems to be from my Wind Vein, doesn't he?

His heart was filled with both delight and strangeness. Someone he had never valued had turned out to be a supreme genius—it was like spending a fortune on a treasure, only to discover that the free gift was the true jewel.

The Third Elder praised, "I remember that the First Elder noticed Shen Yun's talent several years ago. You truly had the discerning eye to recognize a pearl."

Everyone had heard of this matter, and they could not help looking toward the First Elder.

Shen Leiyuan's gaze flickered. That old fellow hid it so deeply. Could it be that he was afraid the Lightning Vein would snatch him away? Truly a deep and calculating old fox.

The Second Elder's eyes darkened as he looked meaningfully at Shen Yun below the platform, no one knowing what he was thinking.

The First Elder wore an inscrutable expression, making everyone increasingly certain that this had been his doing. They praised his far-sighted vision.

Even he himself had not expected that his casual act from That Year would become such a story. He coughed twice and said, "This old man merely could not bear to see his talent buried. I never expected him to be so promising."

The people of the Wind Vein looked exhilarated and praised his foresight, while those of the Lightning Vein looked grave and secretly cursed him as an old fox.

The spectators were still reliving the thrilling match when the Fifth Elder announced the next round's contestants.

"Shen Feng versus Shen Wude."

As soon as the words fell, everyone lost interest.

"Who is Shen Wude? I've never even heard of him. There's no suspense in this match at all."

"I know him. He runs a street stall at the Market. He cheated me out of twenty Spirit Stones with a bottle of inferior Qi Replenishing Pills."

"Now that you mention it, I remember too. The Fireball Talisman he sold me was a dud—it nearly got me killed."

"Looks like you're still poorly informed. 'Immoral Fatty' is as famous as thunder in the Market, and his victims are too numerous to count."

"..."

Hearing the discussions around him, Shen Wude said indignantly, "Slander! It's all slander! I, Shen Wude, have always dealt honestly with old and young alike. People call me Honest Young Master."

No one paid him any attention. More and more victims were speaking up, beginning to denounce him from every angle.

"Silence. Do not disrupt the normal proceedings of the match."

Only after the Fifth Elder spoke did the clamor finally subside.

Shen Feng leaped down from the High Platform. His posture was graceful, like a wandering dragon, as he descended onto the Martial Arts Arena.

"Brother Shen Feng, please teach this guy a good lesson and vent everyone's anger for us."

Hearing the crowd's cries, Shen Feng's expression turned serious, as though he truly intended to teach his opponent a lesson.

Shen Qingruo wore a faint smile and said lightly, "I thought he didn't look like a good person earlier. So he really is a huge swindler. He's done for now."

Shen Yun shook his head and Slowly Said, "It won't be that simple. I'm afraid even Shen Feng cannot do anything to him."

Shen Qingruo looked puzzled, but what happened next answered her question.