236: Chapter 236 Draw Match

The survivors scrambled to catch their breath and recover.

Many looked at Ye Tian with surprise.

A "Ningyuan Eighth Stage" could actually pass the first round so easily?

This kid must be hiding his cultivation!

Wang Laosi looked at Ye Tian with even more resentment, while Jing Wutian took another deep look at him, wondering what he was thinking.

The commander from the Governors Mansion was also lost in thought.

The corners of Ye Yiyi's mouth beneath her veil seemed to curve upward.

Half an incense stick later, the Grey-robed Elder spoke again: "Second test, test Comprehension Ability!

Observe the sword marks on the stone pillars. Within one incense stick, comprehend the rudiments of one sword technique and demonstrate it to pass!"

He pointed to the broken stone pillars at the edge of the platform.

The blurry sword marks on the pillars now emitted different sword Dao vibes: fast, slow, offensive, defensive, devious, upright...

Everyone dared not slack off and immediately focused their gaze.

This was the true test!

Without sufficient Comprehension Ability, a solid Foundation was useless.

Ye Tian also focused, his gaze landing on a stone pillar covered in dense, rapid sword marks.

The trajectory of those sword marks was lightning-fast, pursuing extreme speed!

He immersed his mind into it; the Taiyi Light-Splitting Sword Art operated automatically, verifying itself with the vibe of the sword marks.

With the insights from the sword soul stone as a base, he quickly captured the "rapid" true meaning contained within.

He pointed with his fingers like a sword, a faint golden sword glow flickering at his fingertips. His body remained still, but his fingertips had already traced several afterimages. Although still immature, the rudiments of the Sword Intent pursuing extreme speed were already present!

"So fast?"

"This kid... his Comprehension Ability is so high?"

Exclamations came from the surroundings.

Even Jing Wutian's eyes flashed with surprise, Sikong Changhe raised his eyebrows, and Zhao Chengzhi glanced over coldly.

Ye Yiyi let out a soft "Oh," seemingly more interested in Ye Tian.

Ye Tian retracted his sword finger and waited quietly.

One incense stick of time passed; five or six people failed to comprehend the rudiments of a sword technique, or performed it incorrectly, and were judged to have failed, leaving in dejection.

In the end, only twelve people remained who passed the second test.

Hou Xiaojie, relying on his cleverness, managed to comprehend a clumsy yet ingenious defensive sword Move from a seemingly chaotic sword mark, barely passing, his little face flushed with excitement.

The Grey-robed Elder looked at the remaining twelve people, a faint trace of approval on his face: "Not bad.

Being able to pass two rounds, you are all qualified.

The last test, test Combat Power!

Duel in pairs, the winner gains the qualification!

Now, draw lots to decide your opponents!"

He waved his sleeve, and twelve points of light flew towards everyone.

Ye Tian reached out and grabbed one; the point of light turned into the number "Three."

Almost simultaneously, a low laugh filled with greed came from the other side of the platform: "Heh heh, lucky, it's a soft persimmon."

Ye Tian looked up and saw Wang Laosi of the Yasui Gang staring at him maliciously, waving the light point in his hand, which also bore the number "Three."

His gaze fell mostly on the Mini Dragon Ape on Ye Tian's shoulder, flashing with intense possessiveness.

The cold-aura black-robed elder beside him had drawn a different number and stood aside expressionlessly.

Low murmurs arose from the onlookers.

"It's Wang Laosi of the Yasui Gang, he's up against that kid with the monkey!"

"Wang Laosi is at the True Martial Realm Second Stage, that kid is only at the Ningyuan Eighth Stage, what's the point of fighting!"

"Wang Laosi is petty and vengeful, his methods are vicious, I'm afraid he has his eyes on that kid's Spirit Beast..."

"What a pity, that monkey looks quite spiritual."

Hou Xiaojie grabbed Ye Tian's sleeve nervously: "Senior Brother, that bad guy has his eyes on the little Dragon Ape!"

Ye Tian's expression was calm as he gently patted Hou Xiaojie's shoulder.

He had long noticed Wang Laosi's malicious gaze, just didn't expect to face him so soon.

That was fine, it would save trouble later.

The Mini Dragon Ape seemed to sense the malice too, baring its teeth at Wang Laosi and letting out a low growl from its throat.

Jing Wutian, Sikong Changhe, and others also noticed the matchup.

Jing Wutian's gaze was calm, Sikong Changhe grinned, seemingly finding it interesting.

Ye Yiyi's eyes beneath her veil swept over the Dragon Ape on Ye Tian's shoulder with a hint of curiosity.

Zhao Chengzhi watched coldly.

The Governors Mansion commander had a business-like expression.

The Grey-robed Elder waved his sleeve, and the platform shone, dividing into six circular areas.

"Number One and Number Two arenas, compete first."

The four people called entered the arena and fought fiercely, drawing gasps from the onlookers.

In the end, two Loose Cultivators with higher cultivation and experienced methods won.

"Number Three and Number Four arenas, enter."

Ye Tian stepped toward the Number Three arena.

Wang Laosi had long been unable to wait and jumped in, his eyes scanning the Mini Dragon Ape greedily before looking at Ye Tian, saying: "Kid, count yourself unlucky to run into me.

Seeing your low cultivation, it's a waste of heavenly treasures to keep such a Spirit Beast.

If you're sensible, admit defeat and offer this little monkey to me, to save yourself from physical suffering!"

Ye Tian stepped into the arena, standing opposite Wang Laosi, his tone flat: "You want it? Come and take it yourself."

"Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

Wang Laosi was enraged by Ye Tian's attitude and roared, the aura of the True Martial Realm Second Stage erupting!

He flipped his left hand, and a short halberd quenched with deep blue cold light appeared in his hand, the halberd body entwined with cold water-type True Qi.

It was called the Ghost Water Halberd.

Wang Laosi's nameless anger burned brighter, rushing straight to his crown.

He suddenly roared: "Kid, let me show you the power of the 'Bone-Eroding Wave'!"

Before his voice fell, the short halberd in his left hand danced rapidly, instantly conjuring layers of deep blue halberd shadows, truly like waves rising in a blue sea, poisonous waves surging, carrying a yin cold qi that chilled to the bone, covering all of Ye Tian's vital points.

Where the halberd wind passed, the bluestone on the ground was corroded by the poisonous breath, making sizzling sounds and emitting wisps of blue smoke.

He had abandoned changes in his Moves, purely using his powerful True Qi to drive his poisonous technique, intending to crush his opponent with his Realm and kill him quickly under the halberd to wash away his previous shame.

Seeing the poisonous wave and halberd shadows sweeping in, Ye Tian's footwork changed instantly; it was the Taixu Star-Shift Steps.

He moved erratically, like a ghost, and like willow catkins in the wind, weaving through the dense blue halberd shadows with ease, narrowly avoiding them every time, his posture indescribably composed.

He was not in a hurry to attack; his star-like eyes locked onto Wang Laosi's body, especially noting the flaw caused by his right arm injury, waiting for that thunderous opportunity.

"Damned brat, only knowing how to run, what kind of skill is that? Truly a spineless coward!"

Wang Laosi attacked repeatedly, consuming a great deal of True Qi, his breathing already heavy.

Seeing his opponent dodging blindly, he became even more irritable, his halberd technique inevitably becoming a bit scattered; although the deep blue poisonous waves were still terrifying, they had lost the density they had just now.

Hou Xiaojie, watching from the sidelines, was terrified, his palms full of cold sweat.

The surrounding onlookers were also whispering.

One person clicked their tongue: "Wang Laosi's 'Bone-Eroding Wave' is vicious, but it's a pity his right arm is injured, the power of this halberd technique is likely reduced by more than thirty percent."

Another person replied: "That youth in the green shirt's footwork is indeed exquisite, but dodging blindly like this, could it be he lacks stamina?"

Others with sharp eyes mused: "In this old man's view, this child is likely waiting for rest to strike, intending to find a gap to enter and counterattack."

Not far away, Jing Wutian nodded slightly and whispered to his companion: "Exquisite footwork, secretly matching the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams. The timing of his dodges is perfect, definitely not something an ordinary Ningyuan Realm can do."

Sikong Changhe crossed his arms, a playful smile on his lips: "Interesting, a cat playing with a mouse, nothing more."

Only Ye Yiyi covered her mouth and chuckled, her voice enchanting to the bone: "This little brother is truly a master at hiding his skills."

In an instant, the two exchanged a dozen more Moves.

Wang Laosi could not attack successfully, his True Qi consumption became more severe, and the sound of his panting was clearly audible.

Irritable and impatient, he suddenly launched another rapid attack, his Moves overextended, and his right ribs were completely exposed!

"The time has come!"

A bright light suddenly burst from Ye Tian's eyes, like thunder in the dark night!

The aura he had been deliberately restraining exploded at this moment; although it was still controlled at around the True Martial Realm First Stage, the martial Dao Sword Intent, condensed like steel, had been fully integrated into it!

He pointed with his fingers like a sword, performing a straight stab. The True Qi at his fingertips was highly condensed, the sound of breaking the air sharp as tearing silk, fast as a shooting star, striking directly at the fleeting flaw in Wang Laosi's right ribs!

This finger looked plain and unremarkable, but it was actually derived from the essence of the Starfall Finger, great skill appearing clumsy, returning to simplicity!

"How can this be!"

Wang Laosi suddenly sensed the True Martial Realm aura and the peerless sharp finger power, terrified out of his wits!

He never expected that this kid, who looked like he could be easily manipulated, actually had the cultivation of the True Martial Realm First Stage!

It was too late to turn his halberd to block!

He had to desperately twist his waist while driving all his life's power, his protective True Qi shining brightly, hoping to withstand this fatal blow!

"Puchi!"

The finger power was condensed like a physical object, and coupled with finding the flaw, it precisely pointed at the weakest point of Wang Laosi's protective True Qi!

With a muffled sound, the thick protective Qi barrier shattered upon impact!

Wang Laosi felt an unstoppable force penetrate his body, shaking his internal organs as if they were churning.

He let out half a scream, flew out from the ground, and while still in mid-air, spat out a mouthful of blood, finally falling to the edge of the Martial Arts Arena, dust flying.

The ghost water short halberd in his hand had long since been lost and fell to the ground.

Wang Laosi struggled to get up but felt his internal energy scattered and his blood surging.

His whole body was weak, and he couldn't Move for a while.

He could only lift his head with difficulty, staring fixedly at the youth in the green shirt standing in the arena with eyes full of horror.

The Martial Arts Arena, which had been buzzing with discussion, suddenly became silent, with not even the sound of a needle dropping audible!

Everyone present, regardless of their cultivation level, witnessed this scene and was stunned on the spot, unable to make a sound!