"Good!" Seeing Nodda easily dealt with by Ye Bufan, Song Mingqin excitedly applauded, and Qu Fei also cheered.
Nodda completely lost consciousness. Johnsen looked at Ye Bufan, standing far away, and no longer dared to step forward.
"This kid's magic is a bit strange," Johnsen frowned, looking at Ye Bufan. "It seems the previous rumors were not wrong. This Ye Bufan must have obtained something after entering the secret realm, otherwise, he couldn't be so strong."
"Mr. Johnsen, there are only two of us left," Ye Bufan said. "Do you want to admit defeat, or continue fighting me?"
"Admit defeat?" Johnsen squinted and snorted coldly. "There is no such word as surrender in my dictionary. Take this move."
Johnsen attacked Ye Bufan again. Ye Bufan smiled slightly, pointed his sword finger and slashed at Johnsen from a distance. Sword energy instantly condensed in the air, forming a long sword tens of feet high.
"Bang—"
Johnsen took Ye Bufan's sword strike squarely. Ye Bufan's true qi condensed and exerted more force, and Johnsen's clothes instantly exploded.
"Bang—"
Johnsen mobilized all the true qi in his body and finally managed to scatter Ye Bufan's sword energy.
"Blazing Fist!"
Johnsen's body erupted in raging flames, and he transformed into a living inferno, spinning in place. The strong vortex finally formed into a giant flaming fist and smashed towards Ye Bufan.
Ye Bufan smiled slightly. This was no longer a challenge for him.
"Sword Qi Dragon Roll!" Behind Ye Bufan, the Remnant Sword hovered in mid-air and flew towards Johnsen.
"Roar—"
Accompanied by a dragon's roar, sword energy condensed around the Remnant Sword, instantly forming a giant dragon that flew towards Johnsen.
The dragon exuded a powerful aura and slapped Johnsen with one move. Johnsen was instantly sent flying backward and finally landed on the floor.
The Remnant Sword was in front of Johnsen the next second. Johnsen gasped for breath and struggled to stand up from the floor. But as soon as he stood up, Ye Bufan appeared above Johnsen and gently tapped his shoulder.
Johnsen instantly sank downward, his entire body impaled into the ground, half of his body buried within.
"You lose," Ye Bufan said. The Remnant Sword hovered at Johnsen's neck. Ye Bufan glanced at Johnsen indifferently and turned back to the Kyushu faction.
"Ye Bufan, I challenge you." Rupa's voice rang out. By the time Ye Bufan turned around, Rupa was already standing on the martial arts platform.
"Ye Bufan has just finished his battle and needs to rest," Bai Zizhen stepped forward and said to Rupa. "Challenging him now is probably not appropriate, is it?"
"Ye Bufan, as a cultivator at the late Core Formation stage, you're tired after just one round against two mid-Core Formation cultivators? This truly opens my eyes," Rupa said to Ye Bufan.
"What?" Ye Bufan turned back to Rupa in disbelief, surprised that the other party could tell his cultivation was at the late Core Formation stage.
"What?" Rupa's words undoubtedly threw a timed bomb into the crowd. Everyone looked at Ye Bufan in disbelief.
"What did he just say? Ye Bufan is already at the late Core Formation stage?" In the underground city, the onlookers couldn't believe their ears and turned to their companions.
The companion beside them also couldn't believe his ears and said, "Am I dreaming? A cultivator at the late Core Formation stage, isn't that the ceiling of this world just a few hours ago?"
"But Ye Bufan is so young? And already mid-Core Formation?"
At the same time, within the martial arts arena, both the cultivators from Kyushu and those from overseas were extremely shocked.
Rupa looked at Ye Bufan with a meaningful smile. Ye Bufan finally understood that the other party had likely discovered his late Core Formation cultivation during his previous battles.
But Ye Bufan didn't understand why Rupa still wanted to challenge him.
It was clear that this was Rupa's plan. He wanted to let the whole world know that Ye Bufan had reached the late Core Formation stage. Once the restrictions disappeared, powerful individuals from the outside world would try to kill the most talented or strongest person in this world in any way they could, thus ensuring their unimpeded passage.
Ye Bufan tilted his head and looked at Rupa, then walked onto the martial arts platform.
Rupa was slightly taken aback, then took a deep breath. Ye Bufan said, "I have to admit, your move is quite clever."
"Not bad. This world respects the strong, but when the restrictions end, those from other worlds won't respect you. They'll only see you as an obstacle to their dominance," Rupa said.
"If the strong in this world are gone, who will protect the weak like you?" Ye Bufan said.
Rupa's expression turned very ugly, especially the word "weak" that Ye Bufan used, which was essentially referring to Rupa.
"Is it possible that someone behind you made some promises to you?" Ye Bufan asked probing.
A flicker of something similar crossed Rupa's eyes, then he said, "Behind me? What behind me? In the end, we'll have to rely on ourselves."
Seeing Rupa's reaction, Ye Bufan knew that what he and Ye Qingyi had worried about seemed to be true. There must be cultivators from other worlds behind them.
Because those ancient teleportation arrays, only Kyushu had them, and given Kyushu's size, there would be more of them.
"Let's begin," Ye Bufan said lightly.
Ye Bufan left an afterimage in place, a technique called the Chaos Steps. Rupa also moved, but Ye Bufan appeared in his trajectory, which greatly surprised Rupa.
"Sword, come!" Ye Bufan shouted sharply, and the Remnant Sword flew over.
Rupa, locked onto by Ye Bufan, struggled with all his might to break free. He bent down, possessing extreme flexibility, and with astonishing core strength, he instantly sprang up.
In mid-air, Rupa breathed a sigh of relief. Ye Bufan smiled slightly, and the Remnant Sword appeared behind Rupa without anyone noticing.
Rupa summoned his weapon to block. The next second, he felt a chill behind him, and Ye Bufan was already in front of Rupa.
"Such terrifying speed!" Song Mingqin exclaimed. "Ye Bufan's speed is truly monstrous. Even I wouldn't have time to react if I faced him."
Rupa was sent flying backward, feeling a twisting sensation in his internal organs.
"Pfft—" Rupa spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the floor.