Chapter 232: Cut Without Delay

In the distance, Jin Wuhui and Hao Chengfeng stood side by side.

"You junior brother, your blade intent is actually far stronger than yours! You won't block my strike now, will you?"

Hao Chengfeng also shook his head helplessly.

"I didn't expect my junior brother to be this strong; my effort was unnecessary! No wonder the master told me not to meddle in his affairs. I won't block you; do as you wish."

Jin Wuhui was startled, then cursed inwardly, "Just now you blocked me because you feared I'd bully your junior brother. Now you think I can't beat your junior brother, so you abandon me! This guy is really a bastard."

He thought for a moment, turned, and headed toward Clear River Pavilion. He needed to report to the pavilion master and make some preparations; otherwise, facing Ye Liuyun now would leave him uneasy.

"This kid is growing too fast; the last time I saw him he was still weak, and now he can already contend with me. He must be eliminated quickly!"

Thinking that, Jin Wuhui quickened his pace.

Hao Chengfeng no longer paid him any mind. Just from the blade intent Ye Liuyun displayed, he knew Jin Wuhui was no match for his junior brother.

Now he only needed to watch how Ye Liuyun would kill Li Xuanbing, and later how he would wipe out Jin Wuhui. With that thought, he couldn't help but look forward.

"Ye Liuyun, do you know your crime?"

Li Xuanbing finally could no longer sit still and slowly stepped onto the arena.

"You people of Clear River Pavilion really only know how to talk!"

Ye Liuyun glanced at him and retorted sarcastically.

"You not only killed people from Clear River Pavilion, but also my junior brother Ge Chengyu. And my junior brother Xiao Mubai, you killed him too, right?" Li Xuanbing asked coldly.

"Oh? So you are Li Xuanbing? Why do you say Xiao Mubai was killed by me?" Ye Liuyun retorted.

"You still want to argue? Junior brother Mubai went to kill you and hasn't returned; if you didn't kill him, who else could have?" Li Xuanbing shouted.

Ye Liuyun smiled faintly, "You say he went to kill me; does that mean I can't kill him? I don't know anyone with the surname Xiao. But I can tell you, anyone who tries to kill me has already been killed by me!"

"So you are confessing then?" Li Xuanbing asked again.

"Confess? Who do you think you are, worthy of deciding my crime?" Ye Liuyun was disgusted by Li Xuanbing's arrogant demeanor.

"Perhaps you still don't know my identity?" Li Xuanbing sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

"You must be an idiot, discussing identity with me on the arena?"

Speaking, he brandished the Demon Slaying Sword and shouted, "If you want to fight, make a move; if you don't dare, get lost! Is everyone in Clear River Pavilion just worthless?"

"Ignorant! I never wanted to clash with someone as ant‑like as you, lest I tarnish the Li family's prestige. My Li family is a prime ministerial lineage of the Great Zhou dynasty…"

"Idiot!"

Ye Liuyun cursed, and without waiting for him to finish gathering his momentum, Yi Dao slashed forward.

Moreover, hearing the mention of the Great Zhou dynasty's prime ministerial lineage made him even more ruthless. It would have been better not to bring it up.

That domineering blade intent resurfaced, enveloping Li Xuanbing.

Li Xuanbing said that to rely on his status to deter Ye Liuyun, but Ye Liuyun paid no heed and struck decisively.

"You dare strike me!" He was startled, realizing he couldn't block Yi Dao, and immediately drew a sacred long sword, attempting to block Ye Liuyun's slash.

The scene left the watching disciples utterly astonished.

Among the inner sect disciples, Li Xuanbing was already a notable figure. Though he had only recently broken through to the Ninth Sea Transformation, he was an elder inner disciple, and ordinary people rarely dared to provoke him.

He didn't expect that today, before Ye Liuyun, he would become cowardly! He tried to intimidate Ye Liuyun with his status, but Ye Liuyun ignored him and kept cutting.

The disciples of Lingyun Pavilion, however, felt their morale soar.

They laughed, "Clear River Pavilion doesn't look impressive at all! They're all worthless who bully with words!"

They mocked the Clear River Pavilion disciples below the stage so much they wished they could crawl into a crack. In their hearts they muttered, "Li Xuanbing is truly disgraceful. If you can't fight, don't step up! Why embarrass yourself on the stage?"

On the arena, a booming sound mixed with a crisp "dang".

Upon closer look, Ye Liuyun's Yi Dao had actually sliced Li Xuanbing's sacred long sword in two.

"That's a sacred artifact! The power of that Yi Dao must be immense!"

Some marveled at the power of Ye Liuyun's Yi Dao, while others sighed for the sacred weapon.

Li Xuanbing, too, was shaken by the aftershock of the Yi Dao, spitting fresh blood.

Ye Liuyun raised his blade again. The Demon Slaying Sword, provoked by the sacred weapon, surged with even stronger battle intent.

"Stop!"

With a loud shout, a saintly pressure descended from a distant mountain peak.

"Xuan Tian Saint? This is the junior, now the senior arrives!" Ye Liuyun was startled. The pressure clearly came from the peak where the Xuan Tian Saint stood.

His Golden Pupil gazed out and saw an elder rushing toward him.

Li Xuanbing stood up, wiped the fresh blood from his mouth corner, and sneered, "Hmph, you ant‑like creature dares to wound me, you are doomed! Even your family will bear the Li family's wrath!"

"Is that so?" Ye Liuyun said coldly, looking at Li Xuanbing. "Just afraid you have no chance!"

He said, then launched a Spiritual Soul Attack; a Nether Ghost Fire surged into Li Xuanbing's Sea of Consciousness, beginning to burn his Soul.

"Ah! How dare you! You're doomed! Master, save me!" Li Xuanbing cried out in pain.

"You scoundrel, I told you to stop, didn't you hear?" the Xuan Tian Saint shouted angrily, the pressure again striking Ye Liuyun, while he also leapt onto the arena.

Meanwhile, Lei Ming also jumped onto Ye Liuyun's shoulder, helping deflect the saint's pressure.

"You wretched creature, stop the Spiritual Soul Attack!" the Xuan Tian Saint roared at Ye Liuyun.

He had just tried to emit a Divine Sense to counter Ye Liuyun's attack, but that Divine Sense was instantly incinerated.

He knew Ye Liuyun's Divine Sense attack was formidable, so he avoided using massive Divine Sense lest it backfire, resorting instead to threaten Ye Liuyun.

Ye Liuyun was unfazed. "Who are you again? Don't you know this is an arena, we're sparring? Which rule in the academy says an Elder can intervene in arena matches?"

"You wretched creature, still dare to talk back!" the Xuan Tian Elder, seeing Li Xuanbing falter, decided to deal with Ye Liuyun first.

He reached out to seize Ye Liuyun. The claw extended, forming a massive claw imprint in the air, reaching toward Ye Liuyun.

All the disciples began to worry for Ye Liuyun, especially the Lingyun Pavilion disciples, who clenched their teeth in hatred.

At this moment, Lei Ming suddenly expanded his body, unleashing a Blood Thunder that shattered the claw imprint and struck the Xuan Tian Saint. Ye Liuyun, without hesitation, swung his blade, a Yi Dao slashing fiercely.

As Lei Ming's Blood Thunder attack blasted through the Profound Heaven Saint's Protective True Origin, Ye Liuyun's Yi Dao also happened to slash.

Boom—, the Profound Heaven Saint was actually sent flying by Ye Liuyun's Yi Dao, a deep sword mark on his chest. This Yi Dao almost split the Profound Heaven Saint in half.

The disciples below were all stunned on the spot.

This Ye Liuyun is too fierce, even the Elder will definitely be cut.

Moreover, seeing the huge Thunder Dragon Beast on stage, they were all shocked. Only then did they realize that Ye Liuyun's pet beast was actually so formidable.

"Old thing! Since you've come to your door seeking death, I won't be polite either!" Thinking this, Ye Liuyun's Golden Pupil launched another Spiritual Soul Attack at the Profound Heaven Saint.

Directly dragging his Soul into his own Thunder Fire Domain to carry out a blast killing.