60: One hundred levels

Chu Qingci wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face not only devoid of fear but also stubborn.

"If you have the guts, kill me!"

His words were full of provocation.

What True Disciple of the Academy, he truly wasn't afraid!

Leaving aside his own background, for Sword Maniac Ye Jingfeng, a True God, to attack him, a Dao Palace Cultivator... that would be unreasonable!

"Crack!"

Ye Jingfeng's hand, gripping his sword, trembled slightly, his knuckles white from extreme anger.

Being publicly defied by a mere youth like this, his killing intent was almost uncontrollable.

"Senior Brother Ye, as a dignified True Disciple, to lay such a heavy hand on a child is truly beneath your status."

Qin Wushang finally spoke, stepping forward.

In an instant, a terrifying surge of blood Qi power, like an ancient True Dragon awakening, erupted!

Ye Jingfeng was greatly alarmed!

Visibly, the blood Qi formed a light golden wave, actually diluting his sharp Sword Intent by several points!

Ye Jingfeng's pupils contracted slightly, thinking to himself!

"This child is only in the Divine Power Realm, yet his blood Qi is so profound; he truly cannot be underestimated!"

He thought to himself, glancing at the stumbling Chu Qingci, and suppressed his killing intent.

"Spouting wild words, he deserves a lesson!"

He said.

"Oh?"

Qin Wushang's lips curled into a sneer.

"Then Senior Brother Ye, since you repeatedly provoked me just now, should I also give you a lesson?"

"You're welcome to try!"

Ye Jingfeng's eyes were gloomy, and he said with disdain.

"I just fear you don't have the ability!"

"Don't expect me to suppress my Realm to fight you. Cultivation is also a part of strength. I Cultivated so hard to reach this point, not to talk about fairness with you!"

He wasn't stupid; he definitely couldn't win if they fought at the same Realm.

It was impossible to fight at the same Realm!

Before his words finished—

"Clang!"

A clear sword cry suddenly resounded through the sky, and a brilliant sword light, like a galaxy hanging upside down, suddenly struck Ye Jingfeng's face without warning!

Ye Jingfeng turned pale with fright, hastily raising his sword to block.

"Boom!"

The two sword lights collided fiercely, and Qi exploded!

Ye Jingfeng felt an irresistible immense force coming from his hand, his tiger's mouth split, and his entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string!

A figure, fiery red like a flame, appeared in front of Qin Wushang as if teleporting!

Her robes fluttered, holding a long sword, her demeanor peerless.

It was Ye Hongfu!

From beginning to end, she didn't even glance at the knocked-back Ye Jingfeng, instead immediately turning her head, her cold gaze quickly sweeping over Qin Wushang.

"Are you alright!"

Ye Hongfu asked with concern.

"Nothing much!"

Qin Wushang shook his head slightly, very surprised.

Senior Sister actually came!

"If you want to fight, I'll fight you."

Ye Hongfu turned, facing Ye Jingfeng, her tone icy cold.

"Ye Hongfu!"

Ye Jingfeng stabilized his body, a trace of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, both shocked and angry.

"This is between him and me, what does it have to do with you?"

"Bullying my person, you deserve to die!"

Ye Hongfu pointed her sword tip at Ye Jingfeng from afar, her voice chilling to the bone, startling everyone.

Sword Maniac Senior Sister Ye actually said Senior Brother Qin was her person?

Are the two of them dating?

Some female Disciples felt inexplicably sour upon hearing this.

"You...!"

Ye Jingfeng was so angry he almost spat blood, his sword-holding hand trembling slightly due to internal Qi disorder.

He knew Ye Hongfu's prowess well; purely in terms of Sword Dao Cultivation, he was no match for her.

"Heh heh."

Qin Wushang let out a cold laugh at the opportune moment, walked forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with Ye Hongfu, and spoke.

"Senior Brother Ye, Qin has never met you before, and your unprovoked provocation today, if not instigated by someone, is truly unreasonable."

"Did the Murong Family offer you benefits, or did that young noble from the Tianwu Royal Estate give you the courage?"

He was very clear that only two people in the entire Academy had a grudge against him!

As for Chu Yuer!

He had already taken care of her; she had submitted to him, so it was impossible for her to send someone to cause trouble!

It was also possible that Chu Qingfeng was secretly working against him, without his sister's knowledge!

But the probability wasn't very high!

He leaned more towards the Murong Family; that woman's status in the Murong Family back then was not low.

These words also made Ye Jingfeng's face change slightly!

He forced himself to calm down and said, "Hmph! Stop talking nonsense!"

"Ye is merely curious whether your so-called Physical Body that breaks limits truly deserves the favor of the Heavenly Dao!"

He changed the subject, attempting to regain the initiative.

"Originally, I only wanted to make a bet with Junior Brother and have a sparring match, but I didn't expect Junior Brother to not even have the courage to step onto the stage, which is truly disappointing!"

"A bet? How do we bet?"

Qin Wushang had one hand behind his back, calm and at ease.

With a System mission on him, he was already going to ascend the stage, and this was a good opportunity to go with the flow.

And also take the Emperor Armament!

Seeing Qin Wushang take the bait, a hint of cunning flashed in Ye Jingfeng's eyes, and he said loudly, "Simple! Let's bet on whether Junior Brother can pass the hundredth stage of this Savage God Platform and break the Academy's record! If you can do it, it will prove that Junior Brother is truly worthy!"

"A hundred stages? Ye Jingfeng, do you have no shame!"

Ye Hongfu instantly erupted in rage, her Sword Intent soaring into the sky, the surrounding temperature plummeting, and fine frost condensing on the ground.

"You yourself can't even pass fifty stages, yet you dare to boast here!"

"The highest record in the Academy's history was set by Her Majesty the Empress, at seventy stages! You're asking Senior Brother Qin to pass a hundred stages; your intentions are malicious!"

Her words caused an uproar among the crowd.

"Oh my god! A hundred stages? Senior Brother Ye has completely lost his face!"

"Exactly! Her Majesty the Empress only did seventy stages, and he's asking Senior Brother Qin to do a hundred? Why doesn't he just go to heaven himself!"

"I think he's deliberately making things difficult! He's probably been bribed to specifically undermine Senior Brother Qin's Dao Heart!"

"Tsk tsk, I used to only think Senior Brother Ye's swordsmanship was sharp, but I never expected him to be so... despicable!"

Listening to the overwhelming accusations and disdain, Ye Jingfeng's face turned ashen, and his lips twitched.

He braced himself, ignoring Ye Hongfu's almost murderous gaze, and stared intently at Qin Wushang.

"What, Junior Brother Qin, are you scared?"

"You are the rare Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo, your talent should far surpass previous Sages. If you don't even dare to accept this challenge, don't you feel uncomfortable sitting on this True Disciple position?"

Qin Wushang, upon hearing this, not only wasn't angry but instead chuckled lightly, stepping forward slowly.

He stood almost face to face with Ye Jingfeng, his gaze arrogant, his tone carrying undisguised contempt.

"If I pass, what will you do?"

"Could it be that you only know how to talk, and can't even offer a single prize?"

He looked around, his voice suddenly rising.

"No way, no way? A dignified True Disciple of the Academy, Sword Maniac Ye Jingfeng, wants to play an empty-handed trick when making a bet with someone?

"Are you so poor that you can't even come up with a decent wager?"

These words were like lighting a powder keg, and the surrounding Disciples instantly exploded.

"Don't even mention it, there's really such a possibility, after all, Senior Brother Ye's background isn't that great!"

"Hahaha! Senior Brother Qin got it right!"

"I knew it! So he was planning to freeload!"

"Poor people have short ambitions, and a lean horse has long hair! For a bit of resources, he can even abandon his face!"

"Understood, understood. After all, Senior Brother Ye comes from a humble background, and Cultivation resources are tight, but his behavior shouldn't be so ugly!"

"Even if his background isn't good, he shouldn't be like this! Does he really think the heavens are blind?"

The crowd's accusatory words fell into Ye Jingfeng's heart, making him feel humiliated and furious, his face turning from green to purple.

He was indeed strapped for cash; all his resources had been invested in Cultivation, making him very poor!

Seeing this, Qin Wushang's sneer grew even wider at the corner of his mouth.

"Since Senior Brother Ye is so strapped for cash, I won't make things difficult for you; I understand your predicament."

"How about this, if I win, you'll be my blade slave for a year, responsible for wiping and maintaining my saber, and by the way... picking up the bones I've left over, how about it?"

"You!!!"

Ye Jingfeng raised a hand, his fingers trembling.

This child is truly hateful!

To humiliate him so publicly!

"What? Senior Brother Ye requested the bet, and now that Qin has accepted, you don't want to anymore?"

Qin Wushang's Aura was pressing, his expression filled with disdain.

Just a very punchable look!

"Good! I'll agree to your terms!"

"I'll open my eyes wide and see what incredible abilities you, Qin Wushang, possess to pass those hundred Heavenly Gates!"