77: Chapter 77 Binding Ye Yunfeng, This Time We're Completely Overwhelmed

"That's enough, Ye Yunfeng, stop!"

Han Qingyue's voice echoed across the arena, carrying an unquestionable dignity within its coldness.

Ye Yunfeng's sword momentum faltered, and the tip of his blade stopped half a meter in front of Han Ming.

Silver-blue electric arcs crackled on the sword, reflecting the fluctuating expressions on his Face.

He turned to look at Han Qingyue, a trace of complexity flashing in his eyes.

"Qingyue, you…"

"That's enough."

Han Qingyue looked at Ye Yunfeng calmly and said with unquestionable authority.

Ye Yunfeng gritted his teeth and sheathed his sword.

He glanced at Han Ming and snorted coldly, "For Qingyue's Face, I will spare you this once. I was careless just now; otherwise, you could not be my opponent."

Zhao Tianci and the others hurriedly chimed in.

"Exactly, Brother Feng hasn't even used his full strength yet!"

"That brat was just deliberately hiding his strength and used a dirty trick to ambush Young Master Ye."

"That's right, if they really fought, he wouldn't be Brother Feng's opponent at all."

On the viewing platform, many people showed expressions of disdain. Discerning eyes could see that Ye Yunfeng had already lost, and he had lost completely.

But no one dared to stand up and point it out; the influence of the Han Family was not something they could afford to offend.

Han Ming stood in place, his expression calm, as if he hadn't heard those words.

He looked at Ye Yunfeng and said indifferently, "Stopping is fine. But the bet must be fulfilled."

Ye Yunfeng's expression sank instantly.

"Han Ming, don't go too far!"

"Too far?" Han Ming tilted his head, "The bet was agreed to by you personally, and thousands of ears heard it. What, does the Young Master of the Ye Family want to renege on the debt?"

Ye Yunfeng's fists clenched, knuckles turning white.

He certainly knew about the bet. If he lost, he would have to acknowledge a Master in public and call out "Master."

He was the dignified Young Master of the Modu Ye Family, an SS-Rank Wind-Thunder Spirit Body, and a top-ten existence among the freshmen.

To make him publicly acknowledge a bumpkin from Jiangbei as his Master—if word got out, how would he, Ye Yunfeng, continue to hang around Modu Martial Arts University? Where would the Ye Family's Face be placed?

But if he didn't agree, it would be just as shameful, implying that he, Ye Yunfeng, couldn't afford to lose and wouldn't keep his word. Who would want to hang out with him after that?

Ye Yunfeng's Face turned pale and then dark; he had fallen into a dilemma.

In truth, he knew clearly that he had lost; even if Han Qingyue hadn't stepped out, he would still be the one who lost.

In his view, Han Qingyue stepping out was for his own good, not wanting him to lose too uglily. He was actually quite happy in his heart, indicating that Han Qingyue still had him in her heart.

It was just that he didn't expect this Han Ming to be so unappreciative, refusing to let the matter go.

"That's enough, this matter ends here; it's good for everyone."

Seeing that Han Ming was being somewhat unrelenting, Han Qingyue frowned slightly, feeling a bit displeased, and looked at him as she said calmly.

In her view, her stepping out was also for Han Ming's good. Although Ye Yunfeng lost, the Ye Family's Face could not be ignored. Han Ming being so aggressive would only sour the relationship.

"I don't mind, but if today's events spread, it wouldn't be good for Young Master Ye's reputation, would it? The dignified Young Master of the Ye Family turns out to be someone who doesn't keep his promises and can't afford to lose."

Han Ming glanced at Han Qingyue, feeling irritated. He didn't know what was wrong with this woman, insisting on meddling; otherwise, he would have defeated Ye Yunfeng directly just now, and there wouldn't be so much trouble.

Maybe he would have already completed the binding by now.

"Hmph, since that's the case, I won't concern myself with this anymore."

Seeing Han Ming being so unappreciative, Han Qingyue frowned and snorted coldly, turning to leave.

If not for thinking that this Han Ming might have some connection to her Han Family, who would want to meddle in these messy affairs?

"Fine, you're very good. I'll count this as my loss, and I'll wait for you at the ranking tournament."

"I, Ye Yunfeng, am not someone who can't afford to lose. I am willing to take you as my Master, Master!"

Seeing that Han Qingyue had already left, Ye Yunfeng knew that continuing to tangle with Han Ming would only be more embarrassing. Gritting his teeth, he threw out a harsh remark, then performed the Master-acknowledgment salute to Han Ming and said.

"Haha… truly worthy of being the Young Master of the Ye Family, keeping your word, able to hold your own, I admire you!"

Hearing the System's notification sound, Han Ming was extremely excited and patted Ye Yunfeng's shoulder with a laugh.

He didn't expect that just after arriving at Modu Martial Arts University, he would bind an SS-Rank Genius; it was simply exhilarating.

Moreover, Ye Yunfeng was the young Master of the Modu Ye Family, so he wouldn't lack for Cultivation resources; he just needed to wait to take off.

"Hmph!"

Ye Yunfeng thought Han Ming was mocking him, so he snorted coldly with a dark Face and left without looking back.

His followers also glared fiercely at Han Ming and his group before quickly following.

[Ding, detected that Ye Yunfeng acknowledges the Host as Master, do you wish to bind the Master-disciple relationship?]

"Bind!"

[Ding, congratulations to the Host for binding Ye Yunfeng as a disciple. The disciple's Physique, Cultivation Technique, Martial Skills, and obtained resources will be 100% synchronized and fed back to the Host.]

[Ding, detected that the disciple Ye Yunfeng possesses Wind-Thunder Spirit Body, Heaven-grade Low Grade Cultivation Technique: Heaven Wind Thunder Formula, Major Achievement Earth Rank Low Grade Martial Skill: Wind Thunder Sword Technique, Major Achievement Profound Rank High Grade Martial Skill: Heaven Wind Step, Profound Rank High Grade Weapon: Green Thunder Sword, 10,000 cubic meter Storage Ring, 200 grade 5 blood qi pills, 50 grade 6 blood qi pills, one grade 5 Purple Thunder Vine, one grade 5 Wind Spiritual Plant. They have now been synchronized and fed back to the Host.]

As the System notification faded, a massive stream of information surged into Han Ming's mind like a tide.

Wind-Thunder Spirit Body, Heaven Wind Thunder Formula, Wind Thunder Sword Technique, Heaven Wind Step…

All the Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills that Ye Yunfeng had cultivated were all synchronized and fed back to him.

Not only that, the Medicinal Pills, Spiritual Plants, weapons, and storage ring that were fed back appeared neatly in his cavern space.

200 grade 5 blood qi pills, 50 grade 6 blood qi pills, one grade 5 Purple Thunder Vine, one grade 5 Wind Spiritual Plant, one Profound Rank High Grade weapon Green Thunder Sword, and one 10,000 cubic meter storage ring.

Han Ming looked at the pile of resources in his cavern space, the corners of his mouth rising slightly. Truly worthy of being the young Master of the Modu Ye Family; this net worth was richer than the entire Zhang Family in Jiangbei.

But what surprised him the most was the Wind-Thunder Spirit Body.

He closed his eyes, feeling the earth-shaking changes within his body. His original SS-Rank Profound Ice Spirit Body was at this moment merging with the Wind-Thunder Spirit Body.

Ice and Thunder, two completely different forces, under the guidance of the Ten Thousand Dao Scripture, not only did not repel each other but began to nourish each other.

The chill of the Profound Ice Spirit Body made the lightning of the Wind-Thunder Spirit Body more condensed, and the violence of the Wind-Thunder Spirit Body made the cold air of the Profound Ice Spirit Body even more fierce.

His Physique was undergoing a certain qualitative change.

"Boom!"

A muffled roar came from within his body, and Han Ming opened his eyes abruptly, lightning and icy light flickering in his eyes.

Although his aura did not break through and was still at the Peak of 8-star Grand Martial Master, the pressure emanating from his bones was several times stronger than before.

At the same time, his understanding of the Wind and Thunder True Intent was also climbing rapidly. The first layer of True Intent, which was originally barely at the entry level, directly broke through to the third layer at this moment.

Perhaps due to the Fusion of Physiques and the triggering of the Profound Ice Spirit Body's reaction, he also comprehended the first layer of Ice True Intent.

With the first layer of Ice True Intent and the third layer of Wind and Thunder True Intent, his strength had increased by more than several times.

Han Ming clenched his fists, feeling the surging power in his palms. Now, even if facing a Five-star Martial Ancestor, he had the confidence to fight.

Li Xuewei and the others came to his side, noticing the terrifying aura that flashed across him, and subconsciously took half a step back, their Faces turning slightly pale.

"Han Ming, are… are you okay?" Li Xuewei asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Han Ming restrained his aura and smiled, "Let's go, let's go eat."

The group turned and left the arena.

Behind them, the crowd on the viewing platform gradually dispersed, but the discussions continued.

Before long, the story of Han Ming defeating the SS-Rank Genius, the Young Master of the Modu Ye Family, would spread throughout Modu Martial Arts University, and even Modu Base City.

At the same time, the name Han Ming would spread throughout the entire Modu Martial Arts University.