679: Chapter 679 Yes, I look down on you!

As the scene reached a boiling point.

Master Huineng's face grew increasingly unsightly.

It wasn't that he didn't want to verify; it was that he didn't dare to.

What if the test revealed that Ye Chen really was in the Golden Core Stage?

Then the joke would be massive.

A Golden Core expert in his twenties—what did that signify?

It signified that Ye Chen's talent was enough to crush the entire younger generation of the Kunlun Ruins.

It signified that the Dragon Group held a trump card capable of changing the landscape of the cultivation world.

Even more, it signified...

That everyone who questioned him today would have their faces ruthlessly slapped.

But if he didn't verify it, there was no way to suppress this matter.

Tens of thousands of eyes were watching, the sect leaders of various factions were eyeing them like tigers, and the credibility of the Martial Arts Alliance was hanging by a thread.

Master Huineng took a deep breath and turned to look at the other alliance leaders.

Daoist Master Tishang shook his head slightly, signaling him not to act rashly.

Abbess Juechen was expressionless, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

Wang Tianlong's face was ashen; he was clearly truly enraged.

Daoist Priest Qingfeng narrowed his eyes, looking quite unfriendly.

Damn it!

Four people, four attitudes—he was being roasted over a fire!

Master Huineng couldn't help but grit his teeth, just as he was about to speak...

"Verify it."

A lazy voice drifted over from below the stage.

Everyone was stunned.

Their gazes shifted in unison toward the direction of the voice.

They saw.

On one side of the valley, a young man wearing a short-sleeved shirt, shorts, and flip-flops stood up.

He had his hands in his pockets and a helpless look on his face.

It was Ye Chen.

The entire venue went quiet for a moment before erupting into a commotion.

"He's Ye Chen?"

"Dressed like that? Shorts and flip-flops? Is he here for the Martial Arts Tournament or to browse a vegetable market?"

"What do you care what he wears? He's the Chief Instructor of the Dragon Group!"

"The Chief Instructor of the Dragon Group has this kind of character? He looks like a street thug no matter how you look at him. If he can do it, so can I..."

"Shh! Keep it down! Didn't you see what was written on the big screen? His strength exceeds the system limit!"

"Who knows if it's faked? We'll only know after the test!"

...

Ye Chen turned a deaf ear and strode toward the high platform.

Yan Qingwu sat in her chair, watching his back with the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.

Mhm...

One could tell just by thinking with their knees that this guy was about to start acting inhuman again.

Shen Qingyi sat with her hands folded on her knees, her gaze following that figure, a hint of something unusual flashing in her eyes that even she hadn't noticed.

Jiang Daoxuan and Shu Yuan glanced at each other and smiled knowingly.

Their Sect Leader was the center of attention wherever he went.

...

Ye Chen walked unhurriedly to the base of the high platform and looked up at Master Huineng on the stage.

"Master, if you want to verify, then verify. I don't care."

"But isn't all this verifying a hassle? Why don't you just throw my name into any group, and you'll know once I go up and fight a match?"

"The AI system already said it needs manual assignment."

"What are you all so shocked about?"

The entire audience: "..."

Tens of thousands of people looked at each other, their faces written with the same expression—

That... seems to make sense?

The AI system reported an error and said it needed manual assignment, so wouldn't manual assignment work?

Was there a need to agonize over it for so long?

What's there to verify about the plate?

Just throw him into a group, and won't everything be clear after one fight?

Master Huineng's mouth twitched several times.

He suddenly felt like a fool for agonizing over it for so long just now.

However.

Sect Leader Meng Canghai bit his teeth and spoke up, bracing himself.

"Instructor Ye, you say we'll know after one fight, but what if the people in your group..."

"Aren't your match at all, and we can't see your true strength?"

Looking for trouble!

Blatantly looking for trouble!!

If the people in that group weren't his match, wouldn't that prove Ye Chen's strength?

But this old fellow just had to insist on verification!

Yan Qingwu stood up from her seat, about to speak.

But in the next second.

Ye Chen tilted his head and glanced at Meng Canghai: "Then what do you mean?"

Meng Canghai straightened his back and said word by word.

"I am bold enough to ask Instructor Ye to fight a disciple of my Mount Tai Sect!"

"My Mount Tai Sect's eldest disciple, Meng Shentong, is thirty-two this year and is at the early stage of the Celestial Master Realm."

"If Instructor Ye can defeat him within three moves, I will believe it!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

Early stage of the Celestial Master Realm!

A thirty-two-year-old in the early stage of the Celestial Master Realm was already a top-tier genius in the Secular World.

Meng Canghai was letting his eldest disciple come out to fight, clearly intending to slap Ye Chen's face in public.

Didn't you, Ye Chen, say your strength exceeds the system limit?

Then have a fight.

If you can't defeat my Mount Tai Sect's eldest disciple within three moves, then you're just bragging.

If you do defeat him... then isn't that exactly what you wanted?

Meng Canghai's abacus was clicking loudly; no matter how he calculated, he wouldn't lose.

Ye Chen was speechless: "Are you even worthy?"

The entire venue went silent for a moment.

Meng Canghai's face instantly turned dark, as if he had been slapped in public: "Instructor Ye, what do you mean by that? Are you looking down on my Mount Tai Sect?"

Ye Chen tilted his head, sized him up, and then nodded.

"Yes, I look down on you."

"Being used as a tool and still pushing forward—do you think a single Celestial Master can stop me?"

Meng Canghai's expression froze, and a flash of panic crossed his eyes.

Ye Chen's words were like a knife, accurately stabbing into the most secret part of his heart.

How did he know he was acting on someone else's orders?

Was it a guess?

Meng Canghai took a deep breath, suppressed the unease in his heart, and said angrily.

"Instructor Ye, you are being too arrogant."

"Even if you are the Chief Instructor of the Dragon Group, you cannot humiliate my Mount Tai Sect like this!"

"How will we know without trying?"

Many people in the martial arts world present also nodded one after another.

"Right! How will we know without trying?"

"The Mount Tai Sect has a heritage of hundreds of years, and Sect Leader Meng is a Peak Celestial Master Realm expert. It might not be impossible to fight!"

"Arrogant! Too arrogant! To be so conceited at such a young age!"

...

Many people supported Meng Canghai, and many were even more displeased with Ye Chen's arrogance.

Ye Chen listened to the discussions around him and sighed.

"Fine."

"Since you want to be abused, I'll give you a chance."

"Don't bother letting your eldest disciple come up. It's not easy for him to cultivate; he'll be ruined by you later."

"Why don't you come up instead."

"I'll give you one hand and both feet, and I won't even use True Qi."

???

In the valley of tens of thousands, the sound came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone's eyes widened, and their mouths hung open.

Give one hand and both feet?

And not use True Qi?

What the hell does this mean?

It means Ye Chen is going to use only one hand, keep both legs still, and not even use True Qi to fight Meng Canghai?

And Meng Canghai was a Peak Celestial Master Realm expert!

An existence at the top of the Secular World's pyramid!

Ye Chen wanted to fight him like that?

Is he crazy?

Meng Canghai's face turned pale and then flushed, his chest heaving violently.

He had lived for over fifty years and had spent most of his life in the martial world, yet no one had ever dared to humiliate him like this.

Give one hand and both feet? No True Qi?

This was no longer just looking down on him; this was blatant contempt!

He was treating Meng Canghai like some random cat or dog on the street!

This was intolerable!

But in the next second, Meng Canghai took a deep breath and swallowed the curses at the tip of his tongue.

Because he suddenly remembered something.

He hadn't come today to fight Ye Chen for supremacy.

He had come with a mission.

People from the Bai family had found him last night and given him a porcelain bottle containing a colorless and odorless medicine.

The medicine wasn't lethal, but it could cause a Cultivator's True Qi to become chaotic and their meridians to become blocked, causing their strength to plummet in a short time.

The Bai family said that as long as he found a chance to put this medicine into Ye Chen's food or drink, or found a way to make Ye Chen inhale it into his body, the Bai family would give him a generous reward.

A Realm-Breaking Pill, enough for him to break through from the Peak Celestial Master Realm to the Tianyi Realm.

And a pile of miraculous pills, enough to ensure the Mount Tai Sect's cultivation resources for the next ten years.

These rewards were enough for him to take the risk.

And now, Ye Chen had taken the initiative to suggest a fight.

If he could use the medicine on Ye Chen while he wasn't paying attention during the fight...

Then wouldn't the mission be completed?

An imperceptible light flashed in Meng Canghai's eyes.

He bit his teeth and said in a low voice.

"Fine! Since Instructor Ye has said so, if I don't accept, it would make it seem like my Mount Tai Sect is afraid!"

"Instructor Ye, excuse my offense!"

The crowd was in an uproar once again.

Meng Canghai actually agreed?

On the high platform, Wang Tianlong's face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He stared at Meng Canghai, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

This old thing is usually considered a person of status in the martial world; why is he so shameless today?

There must be something fishy going on.

Daoist Priest Qingfeng also narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Meng Canghai.

He had lived for over seventy years; what kind of person hadn't he seen?

Meng Canghai's behavior today was too abnormal.

A Peak Celestial Master Realm expert being given one hand and both feet and told his opponent wouldn't use True Qi—any normal person would feel humiliated and wouldn't agree at all.

But Meng Canghai agreed.

And he agreed so readily, so impatiently.

It was as if...

He had been hoping for this opportunity all along.

A faint sense of foreboding rose in Daoist Priest Qingfeng's heart.

But Ye Chen had already spoken, so it wasn't appropriate for him to say anything.

He could only wait and see.

Very soon.

In the center of the valley, the crowd automatically cleared a space.

Meng Canghai and Ye Chen, one old and one young, stood facing each other.

Meng Canghai took a deep breath and cupped his fists: "Instructor Ye, please!"

Ye Chen glanced at him and lazily extended his right hand: "Come on."

Seeing that Ye Chen really only extended his right hand, Meng Canghai's face darkened, and the fury in his chest almost burned through his throat.

In the next second.

"Hah!"

Meng Canghai gave a violent shout, his right foot stomped the ground fiercely, and his whole body shot toward Ye Chen like a cannonball.