Chapter 259: The Moves Are No Longer Effective

Li Yilan and Ye Xiaojie's eyes sank.

Although the brief clash just now seemed like a probe, it had already let them feel the immeasurable power of Ming Feng and Hao Yang.

The expressions of the Azure Cloud Sect disciples below also tightened involuntarily.

Their whispered voices were full of worry.

An Azure Cloud Sect disciple lowered his voice and said: "Ming Feng and Hao Yang are no ordinary folks; they are far stronger than Wang Shuang and Zuo Xinghe."

"I'm afraid… the senior sisters might suffer a loss."

As soon as the words left his mouth.

He hastily covered his mouth, his eyes full of panic.

But the facts lay before them; the aura emanating from their every move forced people to feel dread and also to worry for Li Yilan and Ye Xiaojie.

However, as soon as his words fell, a disciple jumped out to retort: "Don't boost others' morale!"

"Senior Sisters Li and Ye possess extraordinary talent, and having been guided by a renowned master like Peak Master Lin Yang, they will surely defeat them utterly!"

Although everyone felt uneasy, they nevertheless nodded in agreement.

They tried to use these firm words to dispel the unease in their hearts.

The Azure Cloud Sect elders sat solemnly on the high platform, brows furrowed, eyes full of worry.

Yet they could only silently hope the two disciples could turn the tide.

Only Lin Yang remained calm and composed.

He leisurely took a sip of tea, appearing utterly unconcerned about the battle.

Because, he had long been silently calling out to the System in his mind: "System, I've heard that when that absolute suppression ability descends, Li girl and Ye Xiaojie will undergo a transformation—is that true?"

The System's response was steady and powerful.

【Natural!】

Upon receiving the System's affirmative reply, Lin Yang's lips curled slightly upward.

A faint, hardly noticeable smile flickered in his eyes, and the heavy stone in his heart finally settled.

At this moment, the atmosphere at the Qingzhou Grand Competition Martial Arena was tense and ready to explode.

Seeing Ming Feng and Hao Yang overpower Li Yilan and Ye Xiaojie, the other sects' expressions varied.

The disciples of the Fist Sect and Star River Sect were even more gleeful at their misfortune, gritting their teeth as they began to curse Li Yilan and Ye Xiaojie.

"You two wretches, today is your day of death!"

Li Tian Yuan, Chu Xiong, Yang Cheng and the others watched the situation on stage, their faces full of smiles.

Secretly marveling at the strength of the Uninterrupted Gate disciples.

At the same time, they felt fortunate to have obtained Canlie's promise to send five disciples to the Uninterrupted Gate for further study.

Once those disciples go to the Uninterrupted Gate, they seem to already see the hope of their sect's future rise.

Chun Hua and Qiu Yue stood below the stage, their figures graceful, yet their eyes were as cold as ice.

They exchanged a glance and said in unison: "Junior brothers, settle this quickly—don't delay the important matter."

Ming Feng and Hao Yang heard this and gave a slight nod.

The next second, demonic energy and golden light surged around them, and they shouted in unison to Li Yilan and Ye Xiaojie: "Alright, it's time to end this farce."

Li Yilan and Ye Xiaojie's eyes flashed with resolve, and they shouted in unison: "Attack! Cut them down!"

In an instant, spiritual power burst forth from both of them like a surging tide.

Li Yilan's Peerless Emperor Sword blazed with azure light; the Azure Cloud patterns on the blade turned into coiling azure dragons that raised their heads and roared, the dragon's cry echoing through the heavens.

With this all-out execution of the "One Sword to Slay Immortals," ripples spread through space where it passed, and even the air was torn into web-like cracks.

Ye Xiaojie's Assassin's Blade flashed with a cold light.

Her figure instantly vanished into the void like a phantom, leaving only faint afterimages in the air.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Xiaojie appeared behind Hao Yang.

She cried out, "Shadow Assassination!"

The dagger, infused with bone‑piercing killing intent, struck straight at his vital point.

The crowd below gasped in unison upon seeing this.

Elder Mao Ping of the Azure Cloud Sect sprang to his feet, slamming his palm heavily onto the railing.

"Good! This is exactly how it should be!"

The disciple beside him clenched his fists, nails almost digging into his palm: "Senior Sisters Li and Ye really do have some tricks!"

However, this excitement did not last long.

Ming Feng curled the corner of his mouth into a cold smile, his sword tracing a strange arc; violet sword energy surged forth like a raging river and collided violently with the Azure Cloud dragons.

In an instant, a thunderous roar shook the heavens; a powerful blast exploded from the point of impact, instantly reducing the arena's edge railings to dust, with shards flying like bullets.

Li Yilan's face turned pale; she was shaken back repeatedly by the sword's residual energy, her Peerless Emperor Sword humming.

On the other side, Hao Yang's reaction was astonishing.

Sensing the danger behind him, a golden rune suddenly flared on his forehead, and a blinding beam of light shot out.

Ye Xiaojie only felt a flash of white before her eyes, intense pain striking, and she instantly lost her sense of direction.

The assassin lost her sight, her combat power reduced to a tenth.

She had barely steadied her stance to counter when Hao Yang, like a phantom, closed in and slammed a fist wrapped in terrifying spiritual power into her abdomen.

Ye Xiaojie flew backward like a broken‑kite, only coming to a halt upon hitting the arena's barrier, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

"Xiaojie!"

Li Yilan, beside her, couldn't help but cry out at the sight.

Immediately, Li Yilan flashed forward to check on Ye Xiaojie's condition.

But I saw Mingfeng's long sword sweep across, and purple demonic qi condensed into chains that blocked her way.

You want to go save someone? First get past my gate!

Haoyang shook his fist, the phantom chains around his body wildly dancing, and he coldly laughed, saying, "You're nothing more than that."

The Qingyun Sect's spectator stands were in an uproar.

A disciple, face ashen, spoke up: "This... how is this possible?"

Senior Sister Li's One Sword to Slay Immortals is always victorious!

Senior Sister Ye's invisibility technique is something even elders struggle to see through—how could this happen?

Elder Maoping frowned, hands clasped behind his back, pacing incessantly.