663: Chapter 663 A Celestial Master Realm Expert Willing to Be a Lackey?

The disciples of the Diancang Sect behind him also burst into laughter, their laughter filled with mockery.

"Exactly! A new sect dares to come to the Martial Arts Tournament? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourselves!"

"I think he's just bringing two beauties here to gild his reputation. What kind of sect leader is he pretending to be?"

"Hahaha, maybe they haven't even registered. It's just a fly-by-night sect!"

The martial artists around them also shook their heads, their expressions shifting from shock to disappointment.

They had thought this young man was someone remarkable, but it turned out he was just an upstart who created his own fly-by-night sect and brought two beauties along to ride on the coattails of the event's popularity.

Yan Qingwu linked her arm with Ye Chen's. Feeling the scornful gazes from all around, she made a strange expression: "Look, because of you, I'm being looked down upon too."

Ye Chen glanced at her.

"Isn't that your own fault?"

"Did I ask you to join the Ancient Tomb Sect?"

Yan Qingwu replied righteously: "I joined because I wanted to."

Ye Chen: "..."

Good grief.

You wanted to join, so why are you complaining?

Shen Qingyi stood on the other side. Although she didn't speak, she didn't let go of Ye Chen's arm either.

The First Disciple of Diancang Sect saw Ye Chen remain silent and thought he had hit a sore spot, so he straightened his back even more.

"Your Excellency, according to the rules of the Martial Arts Tournament, any sect wishing to participate must register with the Martial Arts Alliance in advance and pass the review to obtain qualification."

"I wonder if your sect... has registered?"

As he said this, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, a smile filled with a sense of superiority.

The people around nodded one after another.

"That's right, did you register?"

"I bet they didn't. Look at his demeanor; does he look like someone qualified to participate in the Martial Arts Tournament?"

"Coming without registering, isn't that just asking for trouble?"

Ye Chen listened to the discussions around him, his expression unchanged.

"What is the Martial Arts Alliance, that I would need to register with them?"

The entire venue fell into dead silence.

You could hear a pin drop.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at Ye Chen as if he were a madman.

What is the Martial Arts Alliance?

The Martial Arts Alliance is the leader of the martial arts world under heaven!

Since the founding of the Martial Arts Tournament, the Martial Arts Alliance has always held the reins, leading all sects and factions, setting the rules, and arbitrating disputes.

Let alone an unknown sect leader, even the heads of those sects with a century-old heritage have to be polite and respectful when meeting the elders of the Martial Arts Alliance.

Yet this young man actually asked what the Martial Arts Alliance was?

"Kid, are you crazy?"

"You dare to insult the Martial Arts Alliance? Are you tired of living?"

"Young people don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Is the Martial Arts Alliance something you can recklessly criticize?"

"I think he has lived too long!"

The crowd was indignant, their faces filled with shock and anger.

The disciples of the Diancang Sect were like cats whose tails had been stepped on; one by one, they jumped up, pointing at Ye Chen's nose and cursing.

"What are you!"

"The Martial Arts Alliance has been established for hundreds of years and leads the martial arts world. A newly created fly-by-night sect like yours dares to spout such nonsense?"

"Do you believe that with one word from the Diancang Sect, we can have your Ancient Tomb Sect erased from the martial arts world forever?"

The First Disciple of Diancang Sect stood in front of the crowd, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

He had thought this young man was just an upstart seeking attention, but he hadn't expected him to be a madman with a death wish.

The Martial Arts Alliance is an existence that even his own sect leader has to respect. This kid actually dared to insult them in public?

He truly has no idea of the immensity of heaven and earth!

However, facing the overwhelming accusations and insults from all around, Ye Chen's expression didn't change at all, as if he hadn't heard them.

He turned his head and looked at Yan Qingwu, saying indifferently: "Let's go. Don't waste any more breath on these people. Let's return to the hotel."

Yan Qingwu nodded, let go of Ye Chen's arm, and took out her phone to check it.

"The car will be here soon. I've already arranged it."

The two talked as if no one else was around, completely ignoring the indignant martial artists in the surroundings.

The First Disciple of Diancang Sect's face grew even uglier.

This kid not only refused to repent but also publicly ignored their Diancang Sect?

He blocked Ye Chen's path in a fit of rage.

"Hold on!"

Ye Chen stopped and lifted his eyelids to glance at him: "Anything else?"

The First Disciple of Diancang Sect gritted his teeth.

"Your people injured my junior brother. This matter requires an explanation!"

He pointed at Li Sanjin, who was still lying motionless in the puddle, his eyes full of anger.

Ye Chen was speechless: "Whoever injured him, why don't you just go find that person?"

Before the words faded, Shu Yuan stood in front of the First Disciple of Diancang Sect, looking down at him: "You want to reason with me?"

The First Disciple of Diancang Sect's gaze fell on Shu Yuan, and his eyes narrowed.

He had seen that kick clearly just now.

The speed, power, and angle of this burly man were far beyond those of ordinary martial artists.

To be able to kick Li Sanjin, who was in the Late Earth Realm, away with one foot, he must be at least a powerhouse at the Heaven Realm level.

But so what?

He, the First Disciple of Diancang Sect, is a powerhouse at the Late Heaven Realm!

The head disciple of the Diancang Sect, a leader among the younger generation, and a renowned figure in the martial arts world.

Would he be afraid of an unknown Bodyguard?

The First Disciple of Diancang Sect straightened his back and said in a deep voice.

"Your Excellency, it is not right for you to injure people at will!"

"My junior brother only wanted to spar, but you used such a heavy hand; you are simply not taking the Diancang Sect seriously!"

Shu Yuan looked at him and suddenly smiled.

"Fine."

He extended his right hand and put his left hand behind his back, "I'll let you have one hand. You come and spar with me."

The martial artists around them gasped upon hearing this.

"What? Let him have one hand? That's too arrogant!"

"That's the First Disciple of Diancang Sect! A powerhouse at the Late Heaven Realm! He actually wants to give up one hand?"

"Is this guy brain-damaged? Who does he think he is?"

"Crazy! Everyone is crazy! This Ancient Tomb Sect is full of lunatics from top to bottom!"

Everyone was shocked by Shu Yuan's arrogance.

The First Disciple of Diancang Sect's face turned the color of pig liver.

Give up one hand?

This is a naked insult!

He, the First Disciple of Diancang Sect, has traveled the martial arts world for so many years, and no one has ever dared to look down on him like this!

"You're courting death!"

The First Disciple of Diancang Sect roared, stomped his right foot on the ground, and his figure shot towards Shu Yuan like a white lightning bolt.

His right palm drew a semicircle in the air. True Qi condensed in his palm into a mass of visible cyan light, and with a whistling sound that tore through the air, he slapped fiercely at Shu Yuan's chest.

He used ten percent of his power in this palm strike!

The "Canglong Palm"!

The signature ultimate technique of the Diancang Sect!

He wanted to cripple this arrogant fellow with one palm!

Only in this way could he restore the face that the Diancang Sect had just lost!

However, the next second, Shu Yuan moved too.

He simply lifted his right foot and kicked out, landing squarely on the chest of the First Disciple of Diancang Sect.

"Bang!!!"

The First Disciple of Diancang Sect, just like Li Sanjin, flew backward with his body hunched over.

Everyone saw it.

The body trajectory of the First Disciple of Diancang Sect formed an arc, and he landed beside Li Sanjin.

The two of them lay there neatly.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from the mouth of the First Disciple of Diancang Sect, staining the ground in front of him red.

He struggled to get up, only to find that the bones all over his body felt like they had fallen apart. Let alone standing up, he couldn't even lift an arm.

Consequently, he could only lie on the ground like a dead dog, panting heavily, his eyes filled with terror.

How is this possible?

He is a powerhouse at the Late Heaven Realm!

The First Disciple of the Diancang Sect!

He was actually... kicked away by someone with one foot?

And the other party only used one foot?

The entire venue was dead silent.

You couldn't even hear breathing.

After a long while, someone in the crowd finally came to their senses.

"This... how is this possible?"

"The First Disciple of Diancang Sect is at the Late Heaven Realm! Late Heaven Realm! He was actually kicked away with one foot?"

"What is that big man's cultivation level? Heavenly Realm Peak? Or..."

"It's not the Heaven Realm!"

An old man with gray hair and beard widened his eyes suddenly, "He is not in the Heaven Realm; he is in the Celestial Master Realm!"

"Celestial Master Realm!!!"

The whole venue completely exploded.

"Celestial Master Realm? A Celestial Master Realm expert in the Secular World, why would he be willing to be someone else's lackey?"

"But the facts are right before our eyes. That big man kicked the Late Heaven Realm First Disciple of Diancang Sect away with one foot. This is definitely not something a Heaven Realm expert could do!"

"Crazy, crazy, crazy, this world is crazy..."

Shock! Extreme shock!

But while shocked, a question popped into everyone's mind.

What kind of existence is the young man who can command this middle-aged man!

Most importantly... what is his cultivation level???

The members of the Diancang Sect around them woke up one by one.

Then, they rushed to the two of them and helped them up.

Seeing this, Shu Yuan couldn't be bothered to look again.

He turned and followed in the footsteps of Ye Chen and the others.

However, just as Ye Chen and his group left, and the martial artists around were still discussing, a commotion suddenly came from behind the crowd.

"Make way! Everyone make way!"

A hoarse voice came from outside the crowd.

The crowd automatically parted to form a path, and an old man in a gray robe strode over.

It was none other than the Elder of Diancang Sect... Elder of Diancang Sect.

A powerhouse at the Mid Celestial Master Realm.

Behind him followed seven or eight disciples of the Diancang Sect, each with a grave expression, as if facing a formidable enemy.

The Elder of Diancang Sect walked to the center of the crowd and immediately saw the First Disciple of Diancang Sect and Li Sanjin lying in the puddle with blood on their mouths. His expression changed drastically.

"What happened? Who did this?!"