42: Chapter 42 Blue Light

The Blue Light in his hand was a special type of Spiritual Qi that Ye Yisong had inadvertently cultivated while practicing the Green Lotus Sea-Transformation Sutra.

Over the span of ten years, Ye Yisong had only managed to Cultivate thirty wisps.

Up to this point, Ye Yisong's application of the Blue Light was limited to disrupting the flow of Spiritual Qi. At first, he could only disrupt his own flow, but later he discovered he could also disrupt others'.

However, it could not be used across Realms. When he first discovered this special ability, Ye Yisong had specifically gone to Ye Jiesheng to test the effects, only to be treated like a fool on the spot.

It was only later that Ye Jiesheng realized Ye Yisong was not a fool and that the Blue Light truly had its uses.

Although it was useless across Realms, this discovery had excited Ye Yisong for a long time. If used well, Ye Yisong could arguably be invincible in close-quarters combat against those of the same Realm.

The flow of Spiritual Qi is crucial for a Martial Artist; if it were disrupted a few times, one would either die suddenly or suffer severe injuries.

Just now, Zhao Sanjian had thrown his giant sword, using it like a boomerang, but Ye Yisong had used the Blue Light to cut off the Spiritual Qi attached to the blade. The giant sword immediately became unresponsive, lost its connection with Zhao Sanjian, and was stuck into the arena by Ye Yisong.

Zhao Sanjian could not for the life of him figure out how Ye Yisong had broken through his Spiritual Qi.

Ye Yisong slowly retracted the remaining half-wisp of Blue Light back into his body; he could not afford to waste it, as he only had fifteen wisps of Blue Light left to use now.

In order to test the effects of the Blue Light, Ye Yisong had consumed a large amount of it along the way; looking back, it was quite a waste.

While practicing the Green Lotus Sea-Transformation Sutra, besides the Blue Light, a special type of Spiritual Qi, Ye Yisong had also cultivated two other types of special Spiritual Qi: Red Light and Green Light.

After several years of exploration, Ye Yisong discovered that one wisp of Red Light could double his attack damage. If nine wisps of Red Light were attached to his sword at once, he could triple his attack—truly terrifying.

As for how many times it could multiply at most, Ye Yisong did not know; he did not have enough Red Light to experiment.

Ye Yisong only had twenty-five wisps of Red Light stored in his body.

The Green Light could rapidly heal injuries on his body. During the ten years Ye Yisong had spent cultivating, he had grown up under the protection of the elders in his Family and had never suffered any real injuries.

He had only once used his sword to lightly scratch his arm to test the effect of the Green Light. Sure enough, as soon as the Green Light touched the wound, it healed rapidly, leaving not even a scar.

He did not dare to try it on more severe injuries, lest he fail to recover properly and be unable to explain it.

The properties of the Blue Light Spiritual Qi within Ye Yisong had become known to many clansmen during his experiments. Being too unique was definitely not a good thing.

Therefore, he had not told anyone about cultivating the Red Light and Green Light, except for Ye Jiesheng.

It is best for a person to keep a few trump cards hidden.

The Green Lotus Sea-Transformation Sutra truly lived up to its name as a fifth-tier Cultivation Technique; its various wonders were truly addictive.

Ever since Ye Yisong succeeded in cultivating it, a wave of enthusiasm for practicing this Cultivation Technique had swept through the Family once again. However, the results were not satisfactory; no one else could succeed, and eventually, everyone had to give up on this Treasure Trove of a Cultivation Technique.

The matches on the field were proceeding in full swing, one after another. Even during the lunch break, the matches did not stop.

Two unlucky fellows were called up to compete while their food was still in their mouths, which caused them extreme discomfort. They were beaten so miserably that they even spat out their food.

Ye Yisong had watched the matches all morning and discovered that the first round was not just about strength; it was also about Luck.

When one's Luck is bad, one really might get their teeth stuck even while drinking cold water.

Although the few Families in Shuinan County were stronger than those in the two neighboring counties, they were still just one county; their limits were set!

Among the five hundred or so Martial Artists participating in the Shuinan County Martial Examination, only about thirty were estimated to have reached the strength of a third-tier Martial Master. Given their ages, they were all young people under twenty.

Ye Yisong had already seen several nine-star Martial Artists who had encountered Martial Master powerhouses in the first round. They originally had bright futures, but unfortunately, they were toyed with by fate and eliminated in the first round.

Especially for Martial Artists whose families had fallen on hard times and for Loose Cultivators, the Martial Examination was a great opportunity to achieve a Heaven-Defying change in their destiny.

As long as one performed well in the Martial Examination and made it into the top thirty of each level, one would have the chance to join the Great Wei government system.

Although one would lose a certain amount of freedom, one would gain cultivation resources from the Great Wei government, which was enough to help one cross several minor Realms, or even have a slim chance to cross a major Realm.

No Loose Cultivator could resist this temptation.

Like these iron-armored soldiers in Shuinan County, they were basically all from the Martial Examination—local people with clean backgrounds. That was why they were so dedicated to maintaining local security; after all, their parents, wives, and children all lived here!

The sun was about to set, and the first round of matches had finally concluded.

In the first round, all 45 members of the Ye Family advanced without a single elimination. Patriarch Ye Tuanzhang and Ye Jiesheng were in good spirits.

The White-armored Squad Leader Sun Er presented the record book to Magistrate Sun Nanyu. Magistrate Sun Nanyu did not even flip through it before stamping it with his official magistrate seal.

Clearly, the White-armored Squad Leader was his absolute confidant.

Magistrate Sun Nanyu did not waste any words; he flashed to the center of the arena again and announced, "The second round begins."

After saying this, Magistrate Sun Nanyu sat back in his original position and returned the record book to the White-armored Squad Leader, saying, "Sun Er, begin."

"Yes, Magistrate," White-armored Squad Leader Sun Er said respectfully.

After a whole day, Ye Yisong finally learned the White-armored Squad Leader's name—Sun Er. Since he shared the same surname as Magistrate Sun Nanyu, he guessed that he was likely brought from their hometown to take office together. When going out to serve as an official, bringing along a few confidants meant one did not have to worry about many things.

The work Sun Er was doing now was what Magistrate Sun Nanyu was supposed to do, but no one would be foolish enough to cause trouble or gossip about it.

Sun Er took out the small booklet again and read the rules for the second round: "The second round of the Martial Examination is a hundred-person elimination system." "During the competition, no external objects may be used, and deaths or injuries are irrelevant." "If one side admits defeat, the other side must immediately stop attacking; otherwise, they will bear the consequences."

The so-called hundred-person elimination system meant that the 257 people remaining from the first round would be eliminated through matches until only one hundred remained.

If one round of matches was not enough, they would add another until the goal of one hundred people was met.

After the second round, the top one hundred Martial Artists of the competition phase would be determined, and finally, the rankings would be decided through a third round of matches.

The sun had set, but the entire Shuinan County government office was still as bright as day, with hundreds of crystals embedded in the walls shining brightly.

Sun Er inserted the seal into the slot again, and the Formation was activated once more. He took out the name roster and placed it into a slot next to the seal. With a flash of light, the list of those who advanced from the first round appeared in the sky.

The two hundred or so names changed rapidly in the air before finally stopping, forming 129 lines of small text.

The lucky one appeared; No. 11 had a bye this time.

Ye Jielu stood next to Patriarch Ye Tuanzhang, baring his big white teeth and chuckling.

Ye Yisong looked for his opponent; that bastard Sun Er had placed him first.

He saw the first line of text conspicuously displaying "No. 34 vs. No. 181"