As Ye Yan pulled his hands apart, everyone's eyes widened once again.
The ancient dragon roar did not disappear; instead, it became even more intense and louder. A phantom of a dragon spirit appeared behind Ye Yan, its long golden tail encircling Ye Yan and making Ye Yan face appear incredibly majestic.
A golden light flashed in his eyes, and dragon might erupted from his body, charging headlong into Fang Hong's lightning bolts without hesitation!
Ye Yan's smile widened.
Thunder?
To try and manipulate power in front of him is truly like a small fry compared to a great wizard!
"Break!"
With a soft exclamation, the lightning surrounding Fang Hong was instantly shattered, leaving not a trace. The lightning that filled the sky suddenly dissipated, and the few remaining bolts were casually summoned by Ye Yan.
He held lightning in one hand, casually wielding what would be a dangerous force to others.
Push hard!
The last wisp of lightning shattered in his hand.
At that moment, Fang Hong spat out a mouthful of blood, and the others were even more astonished.
Immortal Spirit!
Absolutely Immortal Spirit being!
Ye Yan possesses an aura of Immortal Spirit!
As everyone knows, Immortal Spirit are legendary beings, even in the Eastern Continent.
This race, once they reach adulthood, are comparable to the Saint Realm. Their cultivation level increases as rapidly as eating and drinking, so they don't need to bother with cultivation at all.
Ye Yan, the number one prodigy, is one such enviable figure.
Lin Xuan was also surprised.
Besides Xuan Bing, this was the second Immortal Spirit he had seen.
No wonder everyone says that this number one genius of the Vast Sea Saint Dynasty is unmatched.
In this world, how many people can rival the Immortal Spirit favored by Heavenly Dao?
And Fang Hong was indeed unlucky.
For True Dragon, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning are their natural talents; no lightning can possibly harm them in the slightest.
Fang Hong just happened to walk right into the line of fire.
At this moment, Fang Hong wiped the blood from his lips, and his eyes, as he looked at Ye Yan, were filled with shock and resentment.
"How... how is this possible!"
Whether the number one prodigy is Immortal Spirit Human Race is not a big deal.
What truly shocked Fang Hong was that Ye Yan's talent was actually more terrifying than anyone had imagined!
Even though he had mastered the Secret Method, he couldn't harm Ye Yan at all!
How could he accept this?
The Fang Household has staked almost everything on this Holy Dynasty Grand Ceremony!
Immediately, Fang Hong roared, his eyes turning bloodshot. He had completely lost his mind and frantically drew his sword, attacking Ye Yan.
The blades flashed across the arena like lightning, too fast to keep up with.
But Ye Yan simply shook his head casually.
"Your Secret Method can't even harm me, do you really expect these little tricks to cause me the slightest damage?"
"Madness."
With that, he casually waved his hand, without even using any special techniques, and Fang Hong's storm-like attacks landed directly on his arm.
but...
But it only stirred up a tiny spark.
They didn't even manage to cut through Ye Yan's skin.
This scene sent chills down the spines of those around them.
The Seventh Imperial Prince's expression was even more unpleasant.
He was well aware of Fang Hong's capabilities.
It's already close to the strength of Half-Saint.
Furthermore, considering the use of Secret Method, one could argue that Fang Hong was Half-Saint. But even after all that, how could he still not harm Ye Yan in the slightest?
Is this even possible?!
"Is this the bloodline of Immortal Spirit...?"
The Seventh Imperial Prince couldn't help but mutter to himself, looking at Ye Yan, who was calm and composed on the arena, and felt a chill run down his spine.
Not only is it immune to all kinds of magic Divine Ability powers, but its physical strength is also terrifying.
Immortal Spirit...
She truly is a favorite of heaven!
Even if it only contains a trace of Immortal Spirit bloodline!
Bathed in the gazes of those around him, Ye Yan's smile grew even wider.
He had waited far too long for this day.
Today is his moment to become famous!
If it weren't for today, he wouldn't have gone through the trouble of hiding his bloodline for so long.
Now, he is just one step away from adulthood, and he no longer needs to suppress or hide himself!
Facing Fang Hong's frenzied attacks, he curled his lip in disdain.
Have you made enough of a scene?
Fang Hong's attacks were no different from playing around to him.
However, he was already tired of it.
Thinking it over, Ye Yan casually raised his hand and sent Fang Hong flying, knocking him off the stage.
He turned his head to look at the distance and asked with a smile, "I think I won this round, right?"
The royal steward was stunned for a moment, then managed to regain his composure and calm himself down.
" Ye Yan the first round!"
As he finished calling out the names, Ye Yan jumped off the stage, confident and proud, head held high.
The eyes of the others followed him.
That's incredible!
Ye Yan is just too strong!
As expected of the number one genius of the Vast Sea Saint Dynasty!
The residents of the imperial city, having only watched the first match, already felt that Ye Yan was the undisputed winner of this imperial ceremony.
otherwise...
Who else can rival Ye Yan?
Compared to them, the outsiders felt much heavier.
The power of this number one genius of the Vast Sea Saint Dynasty completely exceeded their expectations!
Powerful to the point of being terrifying!
They even felt that they had no chance of taking the number one spot from Ye Yan.
The Thirty-Third Imperial Princess shared this view.
The smile on her lips was almost impossible to hide, and her eyes were filled with determination as she looked at Ye Yan.
For the Thirty-Third Imperial Princess, this time, isn't it a sure thing?
This crown of first place should rightfully belong to her!
On the other side, the Nineteenth Imperial Prince watched the first game, which had been hastily decided, with a calm expression.
Zhang Xiong tried to see if there was anything wrong on the Nineteenth Imperial Prince's face, but he couldn't tell anything.
The Nineteenth Imperial Prince was like a deep pool; anyone who tried to peer into him could only see the dark, deep water.
The competition is still ongoing.
Ye Yan's undefeated legend continues.
The competition continued, but Ye Yan, being Immortal Spirit, showed no signs of distress. No matter what plans or moves others devised, none of them had any effect on him.
He was invincible, defeating one prodigy after another.
Ye Yan is simply too strong.
He was so powerful that even those outside the realm who didn't belong to the illusion were astonished by his winning streak.
If they hadn't come from outside the illusion and known that this was the era of the Vast Sea Saint King, they would probably have thought that Ye Yan had become the final winner!
Oh Vast Sea Saint King...
Just how powerful is that stunningly powerful Vast Sea Saint King?
Soon, as if the heavens themselves knew the curiosity in everyone's hearts, after Ye Yan won once again, the royal steward looked down at the number plate he had drawn and remained silent for a long time.
Only when everyone was getting impatient did he slowly call out the names again.
"Next match..."
" Ye Yan, facing off against the Nineteenth Imperial Prince!"