94: Chapter 94 Still a Hothead Challenges

"True Disciple Ye, can the results be announced now?"

Many Inner Sect Elders had previously been sent to the Endless Purgatory. At this moment, only Elder Wang, who had been slacking off, remained. He asked with some helplessness.

Seeing that the person was Elder Wang, Ye Xuan was slightly surprised. The corners of his mouth curled up: "Since that is the case, Elder Wang, then please announce the results."

"Ahem, ahem..."

"I announce that the Inner Sect Competition has officially ended. The rankings of the disciples are as follows: First Place: Ye Xuan. Second Place: Long En. Third Place: Yun Zhe. Fourth Place: Jun Ze..."

"According to the rewards for the Inner Sect Competition in previous years, the first to third place winners are qualified to go to the Cangbing Pavilion to choose a weapon. In addition, they will enjoy a large amount of resources from the Holy Land. The remaining disciples will also receive corresponding rankings and treatment..."

Elder Wang announced everything with sweat on his forehead, then signaled the other elders to ring the Inner Sect ancient bell.

"Dong, dong, dong—"

The Inner Sect Competition ended just like that, with a very festive ending.

First place Ye Xuan had no issues due to his status. As for the second and third place, due to some entanglement of interests, they were both sent to the Endless Purgatory to be punished.

As for those disciples, they were all conquered by Ye Xuan's astonishing combat power, and for the time being, no one came out to oppose him.

After all, having forcibly sent dozens of people off the ring together, with such strength, how could they dare not be convinced?

However, at this moment, there was actually a disciple who was unconvinced. He stood out directly, wanting to challenge Ye Xuan.

Jun Ze, who ranked fourth, looked at Ye Xuan with full fighting spirit and petitioned Elder Wang on the high platform: "Elder, this disciple wishes to challenge True Disciple Ye to see just how big the gap is between us!"

Ye Xuan raised his indifferent eyes and looked at Jun Ze.

[Name: Jun Ze] [Realm: Spirit Profound Realm Seventh Layer] [Constitution: Holy Leak Physique (Black)] [Luck: Plagued by Bad Luck (Black), Fighting Spirit Rises with Battle (Purple)] [Fate: life modification without regret》 (Supporting Character), 《Evil God》 (Supporting Character), 《Alchemy Emperor》 (Supporting Character)] [Favorability: 40]

[Life Fate: Although he was born into a royal family and showed extraordinary cultivation talent, he possessed the Holy Leak Physique, and his cultivation could only stop at the Earth Profound Realm, unable to make any progress for the rest of his life.]

[When he was ten, before his mother passed away, she gave him a jade pendant and reminded him to take good care of it, otherwise, she would not be able to rest in peace in the underworld. Since then, he has always worn the jade pendant around his waist.]

[At age twelve, he crossed into the True Profound Realm. At age seventeen, his cultivation reached the seventh layer of the Spirit Profound Realm. He awakened the Holy Leak Physique, and his cultivation speed greatly decreased, but he did not lose heart.]

[Today he challenges Ye Xuan, but is beaten into serious injury within ten moves. His cultivation regresses to the True Profound Realm. Unable to accept the facts, he directly becomes a madman. Elder Wang, seeing that he is pitiful, escorts him to the Outer Sect to recuperate.]

[Half a year later, he is possessed by the remnant soul of the ancient Alchemy Emperor Xinghe in the jade pendant on his waist. In order to make his remnant obsession dissipate, Xinghe swears to help him defeat Ye Xuan and take revenge.]

"What the hell? This kid delivers himself to his death, and in the end, I have to foot the bill?"

Ye Xuan was speechless. Truly, the world is so big that there is nothing that doesn't exist.

However, at this moment, Ye Xuan also thought of a possibility. If he didn't deal a lethal blow to this kid, would he still be possessed by that Alchemy Emperor's remnant soul?

"But, the Alchemy Emperor Xinghe is actually quite interesting, huh." Ye Xuan's eyes lit up, pondering in his heart: "Should I ask Master to take action and directly wipe out this Alchemy Emperor's remnant soul?"

Looking at Jun Ze, Ye Xuan felt as if he were looking at himself. At this moment, using womanly kindness would be the greatest irresponsibility towards the future.

"Forget it. Given that your attitude is still okay, I will go a little easier on you. If you still get possessed after this, then that's your own bad luck, and you can't blame me."

Seeing that Ye Xuan had never looked at him directly, Jun Ze said with some disappointment: "Is True Disciple Ye unwilling?"

"It's fine, come on."

Ye Xuan responded indifferently.

The disciples below were in an uproar. Had they not seen True Disciple Ye directly crush so many of them?

"Jun Ze really has no eyes. Now we can watch him have bad luck!"

"He really thought that because Senior Brother Ye looks like a Pretty Boy, his strength is really the same as a Pretty Boy."

"How many rounds do you think Jun Ze can last under True Disciple Ye?"

"In my opinion, probably just three rounds. He definitely won't be able to last more than three rounds."

The disciples had their own opinions, but all believed that Jun Ze would definitely be dealt with miserably.

Both of them jumped onto the small ring.

"Pardon the offense, Senior Brother Ye!"

A glimmer of flame flashed in Jun Ze's eyes, and his fighting spirit was constantly rising. Where was his capital? He had only lost to Long En by half a move just now; his strength was not weak.

"War God Technique, activate!"

Jun Ze dared not hold back and directly used his trump card, a broken mysterious profound technique.

"Earth-grade Profound Skill — Blazing Sun Blade!"

The ordinary Spirit-grade combat blade in Jun Ze's hand was instantly filled with terrifying Mystic Power. An extremely dangerous aura spread over the ring. At this moment, his combat power erupted completely.

The next second, he slashed towards Ye Xuan. He craved battle and did not want to end his life in silence just like that.

"Profound Skill — Sword Slicing Technique!"

Ye Xuan said indifferently.

A tyrannical aura suddenly surged, and a hundred-zhang-sized Sword Intent swept towards the flame-filled blade shadow.

"Boom—"

Two tyrannical fluctuations of Mystic Power were no less exciting than the previous battle.

"Is this really an Inner Sect disciple? Sigh, we are truly unlucky to have encountered such a monster in this generation."

"It has been thousands of years. I am afraid that the Inner Sect disciples of our generation can be considered the strongest generation. Perhaps for us, it can be considered lucky."

A few breaths passed, and Ye Xuan and Jun Ze stood on opposite sides of the ring.

The gap was revealed at this moment. Jun Ze was panting while holding the blade with both hands, while Ye Xuan was like nothing had happened, holding his sword with one hand.

"Hoo—"

The two fought closely again. Since starting in the Great Qin Dynasty, Ye Xuan had rarely fought with others. Being able to fight with a martial arts fanatic was naturally a gratifying thing.

The two fought for dozens of rounds again.

Slowly, Ye Xuan felt that the [Fighting Spirit Rises with Battle] luck of this kid Jun Ze had already taken effect. His fighting spirit was rising bit by bit. Although his aura was withered, he fought harder as he battled!

"You are not bad, but it is a pity. It is time for this farce to end." Ye Xuan showed a sympathetic expression. Although he sympathized with Jun Ze, one had to pay the corresponding price for the choices one made and bear it.

Taking out the Moon Glory Sword, Ye Xuan stroked the blade, and the deep purple thunder Sword Intent descended like a dream.

"Profound Skill — Sword Slicing Technique!"

This Sword Slicing Technique was different from before, making Jun Ze even feel a life-threatening danger. His hair stood on end. Gritting his teeth, in order to save his life, he chose to take a Spirit-Enhancing Pill, and the aura in his body surged to the late stage of the Spirit Profound Realm ninth layer.

He almost gathered all his Mystic Power, choosing to clash head-on with this strike from Ye Xuan.

"Boom—" The loud noise lasted for nearly ten breaths.

A figure was instantly knocked off the ring. The white disciple robe on his body had completely turned into dust.

A trace of purple Sword Intent was left on Jun Ze's body, sizzling. As for the person himself, he had already passed out. Who knew when he would wake up.