Chapter 54: A Swift Victory

Baize Peak was sparsely populated, but having few people did not mean they were easy to bully.

"Senior Brother, you must win. Let them see the strength of our Baize Peak."

Bai He looked at Xu Feng for a moment and with curiosity in his eyes, he asked, "Xiao Feng, why do you look so happy?"

"If Senior Brother can win, of course I’m happy. But next time, the one who wins will definitely be me."

Bai He smiled slightly and said slowly, "Mm, very good. Ambitious! Next time I’ll let you participate alone and representing the only disciple of our Baize Peak."

When Bai He said this, he actually intended to put some pressure on Xu Feng.

But unexpectedly, not only did Xu Feng show no sign of pressure, he looked incomparably excited instead.

"You said it, Master."

Bai He silently turned his head away.

He wondered whether, a year from now, Xu Feng would become a little steadier.

If he remembered correctly from the original story, even at the very end, he was still this kind of personality.

He raised a hand and rubbed his brow.

It truly was somewhat troublesome.

"Master, are you tired?"

Ye Shiyuan mistakenly thought that Bai He was rubbing his brow because he had been sitting there too long.

Today’s matches were indeed longer than yesterday’s.

And the weather was rather hot as well.

Bai He smiled and replied, "No."

"Master, I will finish it quickly."

Ye Shiyuan thought that his previous match had dragged on a bit too long.

He had been somewhat reluctant to end the fight.

After all, the opponent had truly been a master swordsman.

Setting cultivation aside... it had been a long time since he had faced an opponent so skilled with the sword.

That was why.

Bai He said nothing.

Whether Ye Shiyuan chose a swift battle or a prolonged one did not matter.

With his current strength, no one present was truly his match.

After one round of matches, it was Ye Shiyuan’s turn again.

No dark horse had appeared.

Those who won were exactly the ones everyone had expected to win.

Ye Shiyuan stepped onto the arena once more, while Xu Feng loudly cheered for him, almost as if he would not stop until everyone heard him.

"Senior Brother, go! You’re the best!"

Bai He covered his face with one hand.

He truly could not endure the looks from the surrounding crowd.

He regretted it.

He truly did.

He should not have taken Xu Feng as a disciple and he definitely should not have brought him here.

This was simply too embarrassing.

However, Xu Feng did not feel embarrassed at all.

On the contrary, he found it exhilarating that everyone seemed to be looking at him.

He even ignored the laughter around him.

Bai He finally could not endure it any longer.

He pulled Xu Feng to his side and made a silencing gesture at him. "Xu Feng, shut your mouth. I order you, during this time, you are not allowed to say a single word."

"Master, why?"

He even put on an innocent expression and pretending as if he knew nothing.

"Less nonsense. No talking."

Xu Feng looked aggrieved, he could only stand obediently beside Bai He and closing his mouth.

On the arena, nothing was affected by the commotion below.

The opponent was also a young disciple who is holding a folding fan in his hand.

Judging from his previous performances, he was a master of hidden weapons.

Dressed in a white robe, he looked elegant and dashing, yet no one knew how many concealed weapons were hidden on his body.

The man named Ou Yezi made a gesture toward Ye Shiyuan.

In an instant, hundreds of daggers shot out from his body... and not a single one of them was ordinary.

But Ye Shiyuan leapt into the air, the long sword in his hand moving in dazzling arcs.

For some reason, all the daggers flew toward the center of the Heavenly Sin Divine Sword, only to be struck down to the ground.

Ou Yezi’s attacks were absolutely relentless without the slightest pause.

While Ye Shiyuan was knocking away those daggers, even more of Ou Yezi’s specially crafted hidden weapons shot out.

The material of these weapons was clearly far more unusual.

It was a stone Ou Yezi had obtained by chance, which he had painstakingly polished into his current hidden weapons.

There was indeed something special about them.

Unlike the daggers, these weapons did not fly straight toward Ye Shiyuan.

Just as they were about to strike him, Ye Shiyuan’s figure suddenly vanished.

Vanished?

Even several sect masters could not see clearly what had happened.

If it were before, Ye Shiyuan might not have ended the match so quickly.

He might have been curious to see what other hidden weapons the man had in store.

But now, he had no interest in watching further.

When Ye Shiyuan appeared in everyone’s sight again, he was already standing directly in front of Ou Yezi.

"You—"

Before Ou Yezi could finish his words, a sword was already pressed against his throat.

Ye Shiyuan’s expression was cold and indifferent.

Slowly, he uttered three words: "You lost."

Lost.

A direct and decisive defeat.

Perhaps everyone believed that Ye Shiyuan would win this match, but no one had expected it to be such a clean and decisive victory.

So fast.

Bai He watched the scene with a trace of tension in his eyes.

It had ended far too quickly.

Xu Feng who had been ordered by Bai He not to speak could only keep his mouth shut and celebrate silently for Ye Shiyuan.

When Ye Shiyuan finally walked over, he rushed forward enthusiastically and gave him a big hug.

"What’s wrong with you?"

With Xu Feng’s usual personality, there was no way he would stay silent.

Still not speaking, he simply pointed at Bai He.

Bai He explained, "I told him to shut up. He’s not allowed to talk for a while. He’s too noisy."