Chapter 1497: Chapter 1488: A Situation on the Verge of Erupting
After Ye Chenfeng’s fists continuously attacked Jiang Motian’s body about thirty times.
Ye Chenfeng then let go of Jiang Motian, however, as he loosened his grip, his right fist gathered strength once more, delivering a swift punch to Jiang Motian’s stomach, and a burst of blood mist exploded instantly on Jiang Motian’s stomach as his body smashed heavily against a stele at the bottom left corner of the arena.
Jiang Motian’s clothes were soaked with blood, leaning against the stele, his eyes appearing somewhat distracted, the blood flowing from his mouth couldn’t be stopped. His mind was blank now, completely stunned by Ye Chenfeng’s beating.
Ye Chenfeng looked at Jiang Motian whose body was leaning against the stele, he jumped towards Jiang Motian, and slapped his palm down on Jiang Motian’s chest, intending to shatter Jiang Motian’s heart directly.
Just as Ye Chenfeng’s palm was about to strike Jiang Motian’s chest, Jiang Motian’s legs went weak, and his body collapsed onto the arena. Jiang Motian’s luck was quite good, causing Ye Chenfeng’s almost full-force palm to hit the stele instead.
"Bang!" came a sound.
The stele, used to test the physical strength, shook violently, and moments later, eight large characters appeared on the stele in a flamboyant style, "Creation Realm Third Heavenly Layer Peak".
The instant these eight characters appeared on the stele, the entire martial arts arena became quiet, and the audience’s eyes widened like lanterns, filled with extreme disbelief.
Ye Chenfeng, someone whose strength was at the Divine Thought Realm Second Heavenly Layer Middle Stage, did his physical body strength actually match that of a Creation Realm Third Heavenly Layer Peak expert? What’s going on here?
In a box somewhere in the martial arts arena.
The Supreme Elder of the Hall of Sea Gods, Song Haiyun, fell into a brief stupor when Jiang Motian was being brutalized by Ye Chenfeng. Now, upon knowing that Ye Chenfeng’s physical body strength had reached the Creation Realm Third Heavenly Layer Peak, a hint of anger appeared on his face, "Bang!" his teacup in his right hand shattered directly.
However, the tea within the cup didn’t splash onto Song Haiyun’s hand; instead, the tea floated in the air.
Song Haiyun gently waved his right hand, and immediately a wisp of white smoke rose in the air before him, evaporating the tea floating in the air completely.
In the Wu Residence, when Song Haiyun wanted to deal with Ye Chenfeng’s life, he was stopped by Wu Qingshan and Zuo Deyuan. But now, in the martial arts arena, he still wanted Ye Chenfeng’s life, even giving the True Spirit Soft Armor to Jiang Motian, yet in the end, it was Jiang Motian who was brutalized by Ye Chenfeng.
As a dignified Supreme Elder of the Hall of Sea Gods and a Nirvana Realm Fourth Heavenly Layer Initial Stage expert, now he couldn’t even handle a youngster of the Divine Thought Realm? This made the anger in Song Haiyun’s heart burn more and more fiercely.
Standing next to Song Haiyun was Song Chunmei, apart from the anger on her face, her mouth was also slightly open in shock. She was the most aware of Ye Chenfeng’s background, knowing Ye Chenfeng was just a kid from a Lower Plane, someone that Jiang Motian could easily crush with a flick of a finger back then.
But how long has it been now? Ye Chenfeng had already grown to such an extent? This truly started to worry Song Chunmei in her heart, yet she had to admit that perhaps Ye Chenfeng was indeed a once-in-a-century, or even once-in-a-millennium, once-in-ten-thousand-year talent.
"Father, Motian can’t die! If Motian dies, then the hope of you controlling the Yinming Sect will also be destroyed." Song Chunmei still had quite a bit of affection for her apprentice Jiang Motian.
Song Haiyun’s dry, parched hands tightened slightly; if he acted to kill Ye Chenfeng, perhaps he and the Hall of Sea Gods would provoke public opinion, especially since the current Sect Master of the Hall of Sea Gods was about to step down. At such a crucial moment, Song Haiyun didn’t want to have any unexpected complications.
However, Song Haiyun still needed the support of the Yinming Sect in the future, and if Jiang Motian died, that help from the Yinming Sect would likely be nonexistent.
While Song Chunmei and Song Haiyun were conversing.
Meanwhile.
The audience already burst into an uproar.
"Am I seeing things? That youngster at Divine Thought Realm Second Heavenly Layer, his physical strength actually matches that of a Creation Realm Third Heavenly Layer Peak expert? This is absolutely insane! Luckily, I bet on him to win. Never thought the situation would reverse so dramatically; this is really unexpected."
"That guy at Divine Thought Realm Third Heavenly Layer, his head must have been kicked by a donkey. He actually specified for someone to face him in the arena? Now he’s being beaten like a dog, and I lost twenty pieces of Middle Grade Spirit Stones because of this, how unfortunate."
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The young master of Sunset Island, Wu Lifen, couldn’t close his mouth as he listened to the discussions around him. He glanced at Zuo Feibai beside him, who had an expression as if all this was expected, gulped, and said, "Why didn’t you tell me earlier that the ancestor’s physical strength was this formidable? I was worrying for nothing."
Zuo Feibai casually replied, "Wu Lifen, I seem to have told you not to worry about our ancestor already, didn’t I? You’re the one who was getting anxious all by yourself."
Wu Lifen took a deep breath and said, "Ah, I didn’t expect the ancestor, with just the strength of the Divine Thought Realm, to have such a terrifying physical prowess. If it’s purely about comparing physical strength, I would only be on the receiving end of a beatdown from the ancestor."
Meanwhile, Ye Chenfeng on the arena seemed oblivious to the discussions around the martial arts ring. Staring at Jiang Motian, who lay on the ground, Ye Chenfeng had no intention of sparing him. With a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, he indifferently said, "The truly foolish one is you. With your current strength, you’re not qualified to even shout in my presence."
Ye Chenfeng’s right fist once again aimed at Jiang Motian’s chest, intending to crush his heart directly with that punch.
As Ye Chenfeng was about to shatter Jiang Motian’s heart, a voice boomed from a certain box at the martial arts arena, "Kid, don’t push it too far. You better know when to stop."
Know when to stop?
Who was it that wanted to force Ye Chenfeng onto the arena, intending to kill him there?
Now they know to say ’know when to stop’? Is Ye Chenfeng someone easy to bully?
Moreover, Ye Chenfeng knew the rules of Sunset Island that forbade killing. With people from other sects present watching the competition, killing Jiang Motian on the arena was within the rules since Jiang Motian hadn’t admitted defeat himself yet!
After hearing Song Haiyun’s words, Ye Chenfeng’s fist not only didn’t slow down but actually accelerated instead. With a "bang!" sound, Ye Chenfeng’s fist slammed into the area of Jiang Motian’s heart.
Song Haiyun’s thunderous shout suddenly rang out: "Kid, you’re seeking death!"
A Nirvana Realm aura instantly enveloped the entire martial arts arena. Ye Chenfeng quickly retreated, stopping only after distancing himself thirty meters from Jiang Motian.
As Ye Chenfeng distanced himself from Jiang Motian, the Supreme Elder of the Hall of Sea Gods, Song Haiyun, suddenly appeared beside Jiang Motian. He sensed Jiang Motian’s heart and could feel it was almost shattered.
Song Haiyun injected a stream of spiritual energy into Jiang Motian’s body. The rules on the arena couldn’t restrict the Spiritual Qi River inside a Nirvana Realm expert.
Following this.
Song Haiyun’s storage ring flashed, producing a white porcelain bottle in his hand. He poured out a white elixir pill from the bottle and stuffed it into Jiang Motian’s mouth.
This white elixir pill was called the Heart-Protecting Pill, a Third-Rank elixir.
Given Jiang Motian’s current condition with his heart shattered, this Heart-Protecting Pill could only preserve his life for ten days. If a method to repair Jiang Motian’s heart wasn’t found within those ten days, he would still die.
After temporarily saving Jiang Motian’s life, Song Haiyun’s face was filled with anger. He had just warned Ye Chenfeng, yet Ye Chenfeng didn’t give him any face, which ignited his fury to the extreme: "You little bastard, the outcome was already decided, yet you still went for a kill. Shouldn’t you accompany my junior in death too?"
Ye Chenfeng frowned tightly and shouted, "A contest has its rules. Did he admit defeat to me just now? If he was afraid of dying, why did he specify me to be on the arena to fight him? I think he should have been prepared to die."
"Esteemed guests present, do you think what I say makes sense? Now that I’ve dealt with the younger one, the elder comes to back him up? This is utterly ridiculous."
The people present also started pointing fingers at Song Haiyun. After all, some sects present weren’t weak, and they didn’t fear the Hall of Sea Gods.
Song Haiyun’s expression grew increasingly sullen, and he felt the overwhelming anger in his heart about to erupt. His murky eyes fixed on Ye Chenfeng.
The situation in the martial arts arena suddenly became extremely tense and on the verge of breaking out.
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