151: Chapter 151 A punch sends someone flying eight meters away

As the bell for the Grand Competition chimed, the ten arenas instantly erupted in excitement.

Figures flickered across the stages as True Essence collided.

Disciples were constantly being blasted off the arenas, some spitting blood and others dejectedly admitting defeat; the competition was incredibly fierce.

Although Liu Ruyan and Leng Feng's cultivation wasn't considered top-tier among the three thousand participants, the combat talent and tenacity they displayed gradually attracted more and more attention.

On Liu Ruyan's arena, her movement was agile, and her Flowing Cloud Sleeve Technique was executed to perfection. Her water-blue True Essence was sometimes as soft as water to neutralize attacks, and sometimes as condensed as ice for sharp counterattacks.

She didn't Cultivate any overly aggressive Martial Skills, yet she could always break force with finesse at critical moments, forcing her opponents into a flustered state before they eventually suffered a narrow defeat.

Her combat intelligence and grasp of timing were remarkable.

Leng Feng, on the other hand, was of a completely different style.

He was like a sharp sword; even before the sword left its scabbard, a sharp Sword Qi already permeated his surroundings.

His opponents often felt intimidated by his cold Sword Intent before the fight even truly began.

Once he drew his sword, he was fast and ruthless!

His Moves were concise, with every strike pointing directly at a flaw.

Several Disciples with cultivation similar to his, or even half a stage higher, couldn't last ten Moves under his sword before being defeated.

That sword-path will of his left many spectators secretly alarmed.

Upon the high platform, although most of the twelve Elders remained calm, their gazes shifted between the ten arenas.

When they saw Liu Ruyan and Leng Feng's performances, three Elders couldn't help but nod slightly and began to converse in low voices.

An Elder with a ruddy Face and a slightly plump build stroked his beard and smiled, "Elder Shuiyue, look at that young girl; she's quite a good sprout. Her True Essence attribute is pure, her movement is agile, and more importantly, she possesses remarkable adaptability in battle. In time, she should have a place in the Inner Sect."

He was the Transmission Elder in charge of the Outer Sect's ancient texts, and he possessed a sharp eye.

A rare, faint smile appeared on Elder Shuiyue's cold Face as she nodded slightly. "This girl's Heart-Nature is decent, and her Comprehension Ability is acceptable."

Though her tone was indifferent, to receive a 'decent' from her was already a very high evaluation.

Another Elder, dressed in black robes with a sharp aura, stared intently at Leng Feng's arena, his eyes flashing with brilliance. "This boy's Sword Intent is pure; he's excellent material for sword cultivation!"

Though his Moves are still somewhat immature, this focus and sharpness are rare! If someone guides him carefully, his future achievements will be limitless!"

He was the Discipline Hall Elder, in charge of the Sect's punishments. He was also a master of the saber-path himself, and he quite appreciated Leng Feng's pure, offensive sword-path.

The comments from the three Elders also drew the attention of the other Elders nearby. Clearly, Liu Ruyan and Leng Feng had preliminary entered the sight of the Outer Sect's upper echelons.

Ye Tian took in the fierce battles on the arenas, nodding inwardly at Liu Ruyan and Leng Feng's performances.

Seeing that the timing was about right and the defenders on the arenas were gradually becoming stronger Disciples, he finally flickered and landed on one of the arenas.

The defender of this arena at the moment was a young man with a hint of arrogance on his Face, whose cultivation was at the Middle Stage of the Ningyuan Sixth Stage.

He had been defending this arena for a while. Two recently defeated Disciples lay at his feet. He was breathing slightly heavily, but his eyes were disdainful as he scanned the crowd below.

He had already defeated over a dozen challengers in a row, including several experts at the Ningyuan Sixth Stage; his confidence was at its Peak.

Seeing Ye Tian leap onto the arena, the young man habitually swept his Divine Sense over him. When he perceived that Ye Tian only emitted the fluctuations of the Ningyuan Fifth Stage Peak, the arrogance on his Face intensified, even carrying a hint of disdain.

He waved his hand and spoke in the tone of a Senior instructing a junior, "Junior Brother, looking at you, you must be a Disciple from the recent intake, right? To be able to Cultivate to the Ningyuan Fifth Stage in just a few years, your talent is quite good."

He changed his tone, offering some 'kind' advice: "However, Junior Brother, I observe that your aura suggests your Foundation is still shallow, and your combat experience must be lacking."

It wasn't easy to get this far, but this arena is not something you can covet.

Take your Senior Brother's advice and step down voluntarily. Challenge a weaker arena, and you might still have a glimmer of hope to advance.

Lest we start fighting and my fists and feet have no eyes, damaging your Foundation; that would be a loss not worth the gain."

His words seemed kind, but in reality, they were filled with a condescending sense of superiority, believing that Ye Tian's presence here was a fluke and that he wasn't qualified to fight him at all.

Many Disciples below who knew the young man also started jeering, "Senior Brother Wang is right! Kid, just get down!"

"Senior Brother Wang's Rock-Crushing Punch is no joke; those Sixth Stage guys couldn't even block it just now!"

"A Ningyuan Fifth Stage dares to step onto Senior Brother Wang's arena? Truly doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth!"

Facing this seemingly 'kind' persuasion to withdraw and the laughter from below, Ye Tian's expression remained calm and undisturbed.

He simply cupped his fists slightly in a sparring salute and said indifferently, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother. Since I've already stepped onto the stage, I wish to ask for a few pointers. Please!"

Upon hearing this, the 'kindness' on the youth surnamed Wang's Face vanished instantly, replaced by a dark gloom.

He felt he had given the other party Face, but he didn't expect this new Disciple to be so unappreciative as to publicly throw his Face back at him!

He snorted coldly, "Hmph! Refusing a gesture of goodwill! Since you insist on looking for embarrassment, then I will properly show you that there is always someone better and a heaven beyond the heavens!"

Before his voice finished echoing, the youth surnamed Wang lunged forward!

His Ningyuan Sixth Stage Middle Stage True Essence erupted fully, and an earthy-yellow light condensed on his right fist as he lunged straight for Ye Tian's chest!

It was his famous Profound Rank Low Grade Martial Skill, the Rock-Crushing Punch!

The wind from the punch whistled; he clearly wasn't holding back at all, intending to blast Ye Tian off the arena in one Move as an example to others!

This punch was extremely fast and its force was fierce. To the crowd below, it seemed as if the 'Green-robed Junior Brother' at the Ningyuan Fifth Stage Peak was paralyzed with fear, standing still!

"It's over! The kid is scared witless!"

"Senior Brother Wang is getting serious!"

"With this punch, it would be a miracle if he doesn't break a few bones!"

Even the attacking youth surnamed Wang had a cruel curve at the corner of his mouth, as if he could already see the scene of Ye Tian spitting blood and flying backward.

He even intentionally slowed his punch slightly, mocking, "Junior Brother, it's too late to regret now! This punch of mine can't be pulled back!"

However, just as his fist, imbued with the power to crush rocks, slammed solidly into Ye Tian's chest...

*Thud!*

A dull sound rang out!

The expected scene of broken bones and tendons did not occur!

The expressions of everyone below the arena instantly froze!

The cruel grin on the youth surnamed Wang's Face also abruptly stiffened.

He felt as if his fist hadn't hit a body of flesh and blood, but had slammed into a piece of indestructible divine iron!

A terrifying counter-shock force surged violently through his fist and wrist!

*Crack!*

The sound of a bone fracturing rang out!

"Argh!"

The youth surnamed Wang let out a miserable scream, his right arm hanging limply. A piercing pain instantly swept through his entire body.

His Face turned pale, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he clutched his twisted wrist, looking at Ye Tian in terror, his voice shaking uncontrollably: "You... how is your body...?"

His full-strength strike couldn't even make the opponent take half a step back?

Instead, his own wrist bone was shattered by the shock?

What kind of monster was this!

Ye Tian slowly lowered his cupped hands and looked at the youth surnamed Wang, whose Face was contorted in pain, his tone still flat: "Senior Brother, are you finished? If you are, then it's my turn."

With that, Ye Tian moved slightly. He didn't use any movement techniques, nor did he employ his Stellar True Essence. With just a simple step forward, he swung his right fist casually, seemingly lightly pressing it against the youth's abdomen.

This punch was too fast!

It was so fast that the youth surnamed Wang had no time to make any effective reaction!

He could only watch helplessly as that fist enlarged before his eyes, his pupils filled with fear!

*Thud!*

Another dull thud!

The youth surnamed Wang only felt a terrible, unprecedented force slam into his abdomen!

He couldn't even let out a scream before his sturdy body was lifted off the ground and sent flying. With a 'thud', he crashed onto the ground seven or eight meters away from the arena, struggled twice, and then fainted.

The entire area surrounding the arena instantly fell into a deathly silence!

Everyone's eyes were fixed in horror on the green-robed figure on the arena.

Without using True Essence, without using Martial Skills, just relying on physical strength, a casual punch had sent a defender who had won over a dozen matches and reached the Ningyuan Sixth Stage Middle Stage flying off the stage, even making him faint?

This... is this really something a Ningyuan Fifth Stage can do?

This massive commotion not only shocked the Disciples around the arena, but even on the high platform, several of the twelve Outer Sect Elders who had been calm suddenly sat upright, their gazes like lightning as they all shot toward the arena where Ye Tian stood!