Chapter 151 Battle of the Four

Ye Fan hadn't expected that in the final four competition, he would run into Ye Feng. This meant his final opponent would likely be that Fairy Han Yue.

Seeing that Ye Fan's attention wasn't on him at all, Ye Feng's eyes practically spewed fire.

"Just how long do you intend to look down on me?!"

Ye Feng had been holding in a belly full of anger for a long time, and he intended to settle everything in this final four match.

The figures of the two appeared on the Martial Arts Practice Field almost simultaneously. Ye Feng didn't waste any words and attacked first, wanting to deliver a thunderous blow to Ye Fan.

Who knew that just as he got into position, Ye Fan's palm was already arriving.

"Too slow."

Ye Fan's figure struck like lightning. His golden Dragon Arm radiated terrifying pressure. He gathered power for a punch that could shatter heaven and earth, slamming fiercely into Ye Feng's chest.

This single punch actually blasted away the protective Magic Treasure clothing around Ye Feng. The entire person shot out like a cannonball, smashing violently into the wall of the Martial Arts Practice Field.

After that one strike, the noisy trial venue fell into complete silence. Everyone stared with dumbfounded expressions, wishing they could slap themselves to see if they were dreaming.

"He... he actually punched Senior Brother Ye Feng away?!" Wu Wenzhan stammered.

After a series of trials, even though these Prodigies on the hidden dragon ranking didn't say it out loud, they had to admit in their hearts that Ye Fan's strength was far beyond expectations. They thought that even Ye Feng might not necessarily win against him.

But they never dreamed that this match would be a one-sided crushing defeat.

Ye Fan defeated Ye Feng with just one punch, something even a true Core Formation Realm Cultivator might not be able to achieve.

"No, Ye Feng hasn't lost yet."

Fairy Han Yue suddenly sensed something. In the next second, Ye Feng struggled out of the ruins.

But just as the crowd was about to cheer, they were stunned by Ye Feng's miserable appearance.

In the past, Ye Feng's appearance, figure, and Aura were all top-tier handsome, but at this moment, he was utterly wretched.

Ye Feng's clothes were tattered all over. His long robe, comparable to a Medium Grade Magic Treasure, was now reduced to just a few strips for modesty.

There was a deep fist print on his chest, and his internal organs were churning violently. The severe internal injuries made him spit blood uncontrollably. He quickly stuffed a few Medicinal Pills in to stabilize his injuries.

"Heh heh, this is the number one Prodigy on the hidden dragon ranking, actually taking Medicinal Pills during a trial match. It truly makes one laugh."

You Tan seized the opportunity to mock him face-to-face. Ye Feng's face turned green then red, nearly causing him to spit up blood again.

Wu Wenzhan and the others wanted to retort but didn't know how to speak. They opened and closed their mouths, hesitating for a long time before staying silent, forced to pretend they hadn't heard.

At this moment, Ye Feng was like an enraged giant beast. A series of provocations almost drove him insane.

If he didn't kill Ye Fan today to stabilize his Dao Heart, he would most likely suffer Qi Deviation in the future.

"Ye Fan, I must have you dead! Behold my sword!"

Ye Feng reached out and grasped the void, actually seizing a dark gold black blade. The terrifying power emanating from the blade far surpassed that of a top-grade magic treasure, causing even many Core Formation Realm Cultivators' scalps to tingle.

"Is that a low-grade spirit treasure?!"

"No, it's not a low-grade spirit treasure, but it should be very close."

"I know! That is the meteorite blade belonging to the Creation Gate Sect Head. It is rumored to be forged from extraterrestrial meteorite iron and sharpened with the vital blood of a Nascent Soul Realm Great Power. Its quality approaches that of a low-grade spirit treasure."

No one expected the Creation Gate Sect Head to actually give Ye Feng such a treasure. Looking at this, the outcome of this match seemed to have no suspense left.

"Die!"

Ye Feng swung his sword with all his might. A hundred-zhang sword light whistled over, possessing the power to tear open the Void. Wherever it passed, heaven and earth collapsed, and the entire Martial Arts Practice Field trembled because of it.

The might of this strike far exceeded that of an ordinary Core Formation Realm Cultivator; even the Sect Heads of the Nine Great Sects were slightly alarmed.

Who knew that Ye Fan had no intention of dodging at all? Countless golden Dragon Scales appeared around him, and his terrifying Dragon Claws stretched out lightly, easily blocking that heaven-rending, earth-splitting blade.

"How is this possible!"

Ye Feng's pupils seemed to shake as he watched Ye Fan crush the hundred-zhang sword light with a single hand.

"Dragon Sucking Water!"

The Divine Dragon Roaring Heaven Art wasn't just capable of transforming into a Dragon; that was merely its most superficial usage.

Accompanying Moves like Dragon Sucking Water, Heaven Rending Hand, Demon Suppressing Seal, and others could easily crush Ye Feng with any single application.

Ye Fan grabbed the void with his right hand. The terrifying suction force was like a black hole. Ye Feng couldn't resist even a tiny bit, his body flying uncontrollably toward Ye Fan, only to receive another fierce punch from the backhand.

Bang!

A deafening roar sounded. The meteorite blade flew out of his hand, and Ye Feng's figure pierced through the Martial Arts Practice Field wall, flying several hundred zhang away, even exceeding the space conjured by the trial Formation.

He tumbled and rolled across the sand sea, flying several hundred more zhang before finally stopping.

"As expected of the number one Prodigy on the hidden dragon ranking. He really has quite a few life-saving Magic Treasures."

"This blade is truly excellent. I'll keep it as a souvenir."

Ye Fan flicked the blade body lightly with two fingers, producing a crisp blade sound. It seemed he was quite satisfied with this trophy.

Ye Fan stretched his numb arm, feeling that the last strike must have destroyed three or four protective Magic Treasures.

If not for these Magic Treasures protecting him, Ye Feng would have already been beaten into a pulp.

"No... I don't believe it... How could I lose to a native from the Southwest!"

Ye Feng struggled to climb up from the desert, his expression crazed like a madman. He simply could not believe what had happened.

"Wait... my precious blade... Give me back my Magic Treasure!"

Realizing the meteorite blade had been taken, Ye Feng almost couldn't catch his breath.

That was a top-grade magic treasure personally bestowed by the Sect Head, with power comparable to a low-grade spirit treasure. Even the wealthy Creation Gate didn't have many of those.

Besides its raw strength, it was also a symbol of status and honor. The holder of this blade was the Dao Child of the Creation Gate.

But now it had been snatched away by Ye Fan. Ye Feng could never accept it, and in his fury, he made a terrifying decision.

"The one surnamed Ye, you forced me to do this! Today, even if I destroy my Dao foundation, I will kill you!"

"If you have any skills, hurry up and use them. What's the use of having a loud voice?" Ye Fan said with a light laugh.

Ye Feng stopped wasting words. His Aura surged continuously, quickly surpassing the limit of the Foundation Establishment Realm. When everyone understood what was happening, their faces instantly turned extremely grim.

"Ye Feng has gone mad... He's actually trying to force a Breakthrough to the Core Formation Realm."

Fairy Han Yue shook her head, no longer paying attention to the match.

Because regardless of the outcome, Ye Feng had already completely lost.

With his Aptitude, breaking through to the Core Formation Realm was only a matter of time—at most a year, at least a few months, and it would happen naturally.

But he was forcing a Breakthrough in a fit of rage. Although he gained immense power ahead of schedule, it simultaneously damaged his future Dao foundation, which would greatly reduce his future achievements.

The Core Formation Realm and the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment Realm seemed separated by a thin line, but their strength differed vastly.

The current Ye Feng was more than ten times stronger than before. He was confident he could even fight the Sect Heads of the Nine Great Sects, let alone Ye Fan.

"Go to hell!"