Surge of Cultivation

One was a twenty-four to twenty-five-year-old New Moon warrior while the other was a seventeen to eighteen-year-old. Although the battle between Chu Yuanyang and Ye Qingdi was destined to not be as exciting and intense as the last two matches, it would still attract people's curiosity and attention.

There was no other reason but the two of them were too young. To be able to achieve such an impressive feat at such a young age, it was truly enviable.

Chu Yuanyang had both a stunning appearance and strength that far surpassed warriors of the same age. These types of people were not unique among the younger generation in the federation, but they could be counted on one hand. This was what Chu Yuanyang was so proud of. It was a pity that the existence of Ye Qingdi had concealed his brilliance, causing all of his advantages to almost disappear.

In terms of appearance, Chu Yuanyang's melancholy and soft beauty could indeed attract countless fans, and Ye Qingdi, who was the complete opposite of him, would undoubtedly have a large number of followers as well. In terms of strength, even though both of them were New Moon martial artists, Ye Qingdi was a full six or seven years younger than Chu Yuanyang.

The vast majority of people's gazes were fixated on Ye Qingdi. This kid, who was not even twenty years old, had established a new record in the federation's martial arts world, becoming the youngest monthly martial artist in history. If this trend continued, perhaps in twenty to thirty years, another formidable sun martial artist would rise up in the federation's martial arts world.

Even Xue Yin, who was sitting at the side, seemed to have a great interest in Ye Qingdi. He stared at the back of Ye Qingdi and a light flashed across his eyes.

Chu Yuanyang also felt the great attention paid to Ye Qingdi by the crowd, and suddenly felt like he was a child who had lost his favour, feeling extremely wronged in his heart. Seeing Ye Qingdi walk towards him step by step with a confident smile on his face, a strong jealousy began to spread in his body, turning into boundless hatred and dense killing intent.

Those more outstanding than me, I will definitely trample them under my feet! Chu Yuanyang clenched his fists and secretly swore.

The two of them stood in the middle of the empty field, calmly confronting each other. Neither of them was in a hurry to make their move. Their gazes collided intensely in the air, and a formless and traceless aura enveloped the other party.

If Ye Qingdi wanted to defeat Chu Yuanyang with the strength of a Full moon martial artist, it was naturally easy for him to win. But in order to reflect the 'fairness' of this match, he had no choice but to carefully drive his inner breath and firmly suppress his strength to the level of a New Moon martial artist. He did not dare to overstep his limits in order to avoid being seen through by that incomparably powerful Blood Concealed and other martial artists whose strength surpassed his.

"Brother-in-law, you have to do your best!" Duanmu Yan seemed to have also sensed that the atmosphere had gradually become tense. She clenched her delicate fists in front of her chest and shouted out her encouragement for Ye Qingdi.

Ye Qingdi did not look back as he raised his right hand high above his head and made an 'ok' gesture.

"You haven't had lunch yet. You must be hungry?" The very first sentence that Ye Qingdi spoke made everyone's eyes drop.

Chu Yuanyang was also stunned. He frowned and coldly said, "Does this have anything to do with you?"

Ye Qingdi said with a stern expression, "I think it's unwise to fight against an opponent with an empty stomach! "For the sake of fairness, I've decided to let you have ten rounds!"

Chu Yuanyang felt like he was going crazy. He laughed in extreme anger, "Good! Good! That's what you said! "

Shi Yan raised his eyebrows, and a cold light shot out of his eyes. His right fist shot out towards Ye Qingdi's face, as a ball of invisible Zhen Qi condensed there and flew out of his fist. It rubbed against the air, and made a muffled "boom" sound like rolling thunder.

Heaven Shaking Fist!

High grade Dao Sect attack martial skill!

When the surrounding martial artists saw Chu Yuanyang use this fist technique, they couldn't help but be startled. They never thought that this feminine man would actually choose to practice such a tyrannical fist technique. Moreover, his attainment seemed to be very deep.

Chu Yuanyang was obviously extremely angry at Ye Qingdi. He had actually used his full strength without holding back at all. When Zhao JinDou saw this, he couldn't help but wrinkle his brow and sigh secretly. He thought to himself, Chu Yuanyang has an aloof, cold personality, and he couldn't be calm when dealing with things. How could he compete for the position of sect head in the future with this kind of attitude?

When she thought of the current Sect Master, Mu Linglong's daughter, Chu Lian, the pretty and mischievous girl, although she was still a little young and her strength was not as good as Chu Yuanyang, she had a magnanimous and tolerant character. The people from the Dao Sect who supported her in taking over the Sect Master position were no less than Chu Yuanyang. If it were not for the support of the vice sect master's father, Zhao JinDou could imagine that Chu Yuan Yang would have suffered a crushing defeat in the battle against Chu Lian.

Ye Qingdi had said that he would let Chu Yuanyang have ten rounds, so when he saw that Chu Yuanyang was going to attack him with a punch, he did not take the attack. Instead, he performed the "Greater Teleportation Technique" and dodged it with ease.

Chu Yuanyang was also a New Moon martial artist like him, so his strength was similar, but he was not so arrogant to the point of taking advantage of Ye Qingdi in the first round. After the first fist was thrown out, the second fist followed closely behind it.

He used the "Eight Trigrams Wandering Dragon Steps" movement technique to continuously circle around Ye Qingdi. Every time he reached a certain position, his two fists would launch a series of attacks, and in the blink of an eye, he unleashed eight "Heaven Shaking Fist".

"Two rounds!" Three rounds! Four rounds … Eight rounds! "

Chu Yuanyang's punches were extremely fast, and in some cases, his consecutive punches had clearly blocked off all of Ye Qingdi's escape routes. But Ye Qingdi still managed to dodge them, and every time, he was just barely able to dodge them as his clothes fluttered in the wind caused by the punches passed by. Duanmu Yan's heart was in her throat, and she did not even dare to blink, as she was afraid that Ye Qingdi would be hurt.

"... Ten rounds! "

After Chu Yuanyang punched out his final punch, he heard Ye Qingdi's warning. His face changed as his storm-like attacks stopped and his momentum, which was at its peak a moment ago, also started to decline.

Ten rounds was over just like that? Chu Yuanyang's thoughts instantly became sluggish. That was the Heaven Shaking Fist that contained 100% of his true energy, he actually did not even touch the opponent's clothes, nor did he 'force' the opponent to take a punch from him. A large amount of true energy had just been wasted in vain …

Chu Yuanyang felt extremely vexed and extremely surprised at the same time. He thought to himself, "Ye Qingdi clearly used the low level" Greater Teleportation "movement skill of the Buddhist Martial Arts, how could he dodge the attack of his high level martial skill? According to common sense, high level martial arts had an absolute advantage over low level martial arts. No matter what, the speed of one's own attack was much faster than one's movement technique's dodging speed. There was no reason for him to be able to dodge every time!

With divine assistance! This word suddenly appeared in Chu Yuanyang's mind.

In fact, how could he know that although Ye Qingdi, who had already reached the stage of a Full moon martial artist, had forcefully suppressed his own strength, his eyesight was still there. Before he had even thrown out a punch, Ye Qingdi already knew the attack route of this punch and had already made a dodging motion in advance.

"I gave way in ten rounds, now I'm going to fight back!" Ye Qingdi grinned and said.

Seeing Ye Qingdi's smile, Chu Yuanyang's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously started to retreat.

He had been accumulating his power for a long time, so he was able to move at an extremely fast speed. His body almost collided with Chu Yuanyang's body, causing him to be greatly shocked.

Ye Qingdi did not dodge this time, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer. He clasped his five fingers tightly, and like a sharp blade, he fiercely slashed downwards, the two strands of spirit energies, one on the left and one on the right, after neutralizing the two streams of true energy from the Heaven Shaking Fist, continued to slash down on Chu Yuan Yang's left and right arms. Chu Yuan Yang only felt a chill in his arms, and the free and easy green robe on his body fell to the ground, revealing both of his arms in the air.

"What a merciful sword!"

"As expected of teacher's last disciple!"

"Junior brother's Mercy Blade is extremely tyrannical, it has already been unleashed to the limits of what a New Moon martial artist can muster! "I'm impressed!"

"Junior Brother's victory is certain!"

"What I train in is also the Mercy Blade, but compared to junior apprentice-brother, I'm way too lacking!" When I have time in the future, I will have to look for Junior Brother to exchange pointers with! "

"Youngest junior brother, if you have time, give me some pointers!"

"Cut his sleeves this time. Cut his pants next time. Let this beautiful young man from Dao Sect wear a vest and pants. It will be a refreshing feeling!"

"Haha …"

When they saw that Ye Qingdi had just used the high level buddhist martial skill "Mercy Blade", Chu Yuan Yang had been humiliated. Xia Bing and Xia Huo couldn't help but applaud the buddhist cultivators and felt more confident in their junior brother's victory.

Chu Yuanyang was both angry and embarrassed. He roared and retaliated with all his might, trying to get back the face he lost from Ye Qingdi. Ye Qingdi was determined to humiliate him, how could he let him do as he pleased? After clashing head on with him for dozens of rounds, seeing that he was slightly out of breath, he knew that his zhenqi was almost depleted, so he laughed and said: "Someone suggested for you to wear your underpants instead, let me see! Now that you have a vest, you're still missing a pair of underpants … "Watch out, within ten rounds, I will turn your pants into underwear!"

By now, the two of them had already exchanged 50 to 60 rounds, so it was reasonable to say that they had already consumed 70 to 80% of their inner Qi. Chu Yuanyang already felt that his true qi was a little unstable, but he did not expect Ye Qingdi's spirit energy to be so continuous.

The other martial artists also noticed this and were amazed. The look in Xue Yin's eyes became even more complicated. He thought to himself, "Among the thousands of warriors in the federation, there are some who are naturally born with super strong offensive strength, those who are experts in defense, and those who are proficient in movement techniques. Was he a martial artist that was born with a long breath? Not simple... Not simple... "No wonder all the previous operations failed..."

As soon as Ye Qingdi finished speaking, he started to launch a quick and fierce attack at Chu Yuan Yang, who was still using the "Mercy Blade". Chu Yuan Yang clenched his teeth and resisted for five rounds, and finally, in the sixth round, the invisible blade that was transformed into the "Mercy Blade" slashed across his knees, causing a long cut on the front half of his pants. Luckily, Chu Yuan Yang dodged in time, so he was not injured by the blade.

There were cheers and laughter from all around. Chu Yuanyang was disturbed to the point where his mind was in a mess. When he attacked, he was completely disorganized.

"If Yuan Yang had not been impatient, and had calmly responded, even if he was unable to obtain victory in this battle, it would not have displayed his defeat so quickly … Ai, the vice sect master had high hopes for Yuan Yang, but Yuan Yang's performance was really disappointing … He's not a big shot! "

Zhao JinDou sighed and closed his eyes, unable to bear to keep looking. His face was filled with disappointment. The other members of the Dao Sect also saw that Chu Yuanyang might lose this battle. They looked at each other and felt a bit depressed.

Unlike the others, Chu Xiaoying slowly lowered her head after watching the fight between the two parties. On the contrary, she looked pleased. It was as if she was glad to see her brother, who was not related to her by blood, fail and be humiliated.

In the ninth round, Ye Qingdi's figure appeared like a ghost behind Chu Yuanyang, and with another "Mercy Blade" slashing, wherever the wind from the blade passed, a hole was made on the hind leg of Chu Yuanyang's pants. This wound was connected to the one in front of his knee, and as a result, the pants below the knee immediately fell off, causing Chu Yuanyang's pants to really become a pair of large underpants.

"Aiya, everyone look! Big underwear is coming out!"

"Haha, a vest with underpants, wearing cool clothes, right?"

"It's still free of charge!"

"Junior Brother, is it possible to change this vest?"

"Is it possible to make your underwear smaller?"

The bystanders pointed at Chu Yuanyang and laughed. They mocked and ridiculed him, their voices were like a wave.

Ever since Chu Yuanyang was born, he had always lived a comfortable life, so how could he be humiliated like this? For a moment, his face distorted with rage, and he looked like he was about to go insane.

"Yuan Yang, admit defeat!"

The loss was already decided. Zhao JinDou could not bear to see Chu Yuan Yang continued to be humiliated so he shouted loudly.

"Bullshit!" Chu Yuanyang was furious as he struck out with all his might at Ye Qingdi, shouting hysterically, "How could I lose? I will never admit defeat! "

Now that the battle had progressed to this stage, everyone felt that it was about time to end. Chu Yuanyang gave off the feeling that he had just advanced into the ranks of the new moon martial artists, while Ye Qingdi gave people the feeling that he was already at the pinnacle of the new moon martial artists. Although the two of them were on the same level, but there was still a small gap between them that was enough to affect victory or defeat.

Originally, he had only intended to discipline Chu Yuanyang a little and give him some face. He did not expect that this brat would actually not admit defeat. It seemed like he did not want to apologize for the mistake he had committed.

"You won't admit defeat, right? Fine, I'll go along with the 'public opinion' and let you continue to embarrass yourself! Let's see how long you can last! "

In the blink of an eye, the green robe on his body had been torn from top to bottom. Pieces of his cloth were hanging on his body as they were blown by the wind and danced in the air. If not for the fact that the piece of cloth looked clean, it would have been the same as a beggar's.

Chu Yuanyang's zhen Qi had been completely used up, and his ability to resist attacks had been greatly reduced. After Ye Qingdi's Qi had cut through his clothes, a few shallow wounds were left on his body. His skin was even whiter than the girl's, and fresh red droplets of blood were seeping out from the wounds.

Zhao JinDou gritted his teeth and said in a clear voice, "Brother Ye, please show mercy. We admit defeat in this match!"

At this time, Xue Yin also stood up and said with a smile: "Nephew Chu, you've lost. Stop! Hehe, as a man, if you are willing to yield and submit, winning or losing doesn't mean anything. Why must you be so stubborn? "

Chu Yuanyang's eyes were as red as blood. He turned a deaf ear to everything, his four limbs were flying as he attacked Ye Qingdi crazily. He was trying to kill Ye Qingdi, but Ye Qingdi's clothes were nowhere to be seen. When the members of the Dao Sect saw this situation, they felt ashamed for him. They thought to themselves, how could the son of the dignified vice sect master of the Dao Sect, a beautiful man with such an outstanding appearance, become such a rascal?

After Ye Qingdi heard the words of Zhao Jindou and Xue Yin, he did not want to continue the fight. He waved his fist and forced Chu Yuanyang to retreat, retreating to Duanmu Yan's side.

Seeing that Chu Yuan Yang was still not giving up, Zhao Jin Dou made a gesture to attack towards Ye Qing Emperor, but he quickly gave a look to the two men in green beside him. The two men in green understood and rushed to Chu Yuan Yang's side, working together to subdue him, forcing him back.

Chu Yuanyang angrily glared as he continuously cursed. Zhao JinDou was furious to the extreme as he lightly knocked on the back of Chu Yuan Yang's head. Chu Yuan Yang was temporarily unconscious, so the scene quieted down.

Ye Qingdi smiled and said to Zhao JinDou, "Old Master, we made an agreement that the loser would kowtow to the loser and apologize to the loser. Now that you have knocked Chu Yuanyang unconscious, how are we going to fulfill this promise?"

"This …" He thought that the promises made by the warriors of the federation must be kept, or else they would be despised and criticized. But now that Chu Yuan Yang was no longer awake, who would fulfill this promise? He was already sixty years old and he was also a full moon martial artist. Was he going to replace Chu Yuan Yang and publicly kowtow and apologize to the younger generation of the Buddhist Sect in front of him?

"I am Chu Yuanyang's little sister, I will redeem it for him!" Following the melodious voice of a young girl, Chu Xiaoying walked out from Zhao JinDou's side.