Chapter 572: Fighting Mor Yan

"Are you done spouting your nonsense?!"

An indifferent voice, laced with ice, rang out from behind Mor Yan.

Ye Wushuang found it laughable. He was the reigning champion, yet the moment this Mor Yan stepped onto the stage, he started taunting the crowd below. ’Is he pretending I don’t exist? Does he really think my defeat is a foregone conclusion?’

Mor Yan whipped his head around to stare at Ye Wushuang, sneering, "Getting impatient, are you?"

"Impatient? I just find this laughable."

Ye Wushuang shook his head. Mor Yan’s gaze hardened. He actually found his words laughable!

"Anyone who can stand on this stage and accept my challenge—I don’t care if they’re from the Beastman Empire or the Grand Emperor Country—is, in my eyes, an opponent worthy of respect. But now, I’m suddenly realizing how ridiculous that idea was."

"When it comes down to it, you’re just like the others who came before you—an arrogant fool. In fact, you’re even worse than them. At least they knew that when they stepped onto the stage, their opponent was me. But the moment you came up, you just stared down at the crowd. I have to ask, are you an idiot, or just brain-dead?"

A glint of disdain and ridicule flashed in Ye Wushuang’s eyes as he unleashed his merciless scorn.

’If his opponent wasn’t going to give him any face, why should he bother returning the favor?’

"Hahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter at Ye Wushuang’s mockery. His opponent had looked down on him, treating him as if he were nothing, but when had Ye Wushuang ever regarded him as a threat?

’Idiot, brain-dead... perhaps those were the perfect words for him!’

Instantly, Mor Yan’s expression turned ugly. His eyes bore into Ye Wushuang. "I hope your strength is as impressive as your words. Don’t disappoint me!"

"Oh, you’ll see."

Ye Wushuang took a step forward and slapped out with his palm, once again using the Heavenly Concealing Hand.

This infuriated Mor Yan. ’Ye Wushuang was using the same attack he had on the others—a single palm strike. Does he really dare to compare me, Mor Yan, to that trash?’

"You’ll regret this!"

Mor Yan spat coldly. His palm transformed into a blade, forming an enormous, dark-red Divine Saber that cleaved through the Heavenly Concealing Hand and slashed down at Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang took another step and unleashed the Barbaric Tyrant Dragon Fist. A golden fist summoned a Golden Dominator Dragon that charged toward the dark-red Divine Saber.

The two attacks met with a deafening crash, annihilating one another upon impact.

With a cold laugh, Mor Yan instantly drew a dark-red Ancient Battle Saber. Striding through the air, he hacked apart the Tyrant Dragon and seized the opening, enveloping Ye Wushuang in a torrent of dark-red Saber Gang.

CLANG!

Ye Wushuang drew his Dragon Blood Battle Saber as well, disintegrating the dark-red Saber Gang with a single World-Destroying Slash.

In a flash of movement, Ye Wushuang appeared behind Mor Yan.

"So fast!"

The crowd was astounded; he was moving too fast for their eyes to follow!

Nanbei was also shocked. Although he possessed the Wind Spirit Body, granting him supreme speed that surpassed ordinary people, he was still stunned.

But now, he discovered that his own speed was still a notch below Ye Wushuang’s!

"Interesting!"

Mor Yan smirked coldly. With a shudder, a dark-red Divine Light abruptly erupted from his body, expanding for hundreds of feet as it spread toward Ye Wushuang, thick with terrifying killing intent.

Below the stage, Dongfang Wudi and the others narrowed their eyes.

They knew that the dark-red Divine Light was a powerful and lethal attack.

’What a bizarre technique.’

The crowd watched with bated breath. They didn’t believe for a second that the fight was over just like that.

They knew Ye Wushuang hadn’t revealed all of his techniques yet.

They all wanted to find out just how many tricks Ye Wushuang had up his sleeve. Only by gauging his true strength would they have a chance to seize the Moon God Flower from him!

Ye Wushuang’s gaze darkened as he flashed backward, dodging the attack from the dark-red Divine Light.

"You’re fast, but it’s a pity your attacks are weak and your power is pathetic."

Mor Yan seized the opportunity, charging forward while hacking with his dark-red Ancient Battle Saber.

The Ancient Battle Saber was a Half-Saint Soldier. The light from its Inscriptions blazed as waves of Saber Qi continuously erupted from the blade, swarming toward Ye Wushuang.

Ye Wushuang remained silent. Wielding his Dragon Blood Battle Saber, he walked through the air toward his opponent, one step at a time.

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.

Each step seemed nonchalant, but it made the crowd’s hearts pound in their chests. They suddenly realized that an immense power was building around Ye Wushuang.

Heaven and Earth themselves seemed to pulse in rhythm with this power, and the combat stage began to vibrate violently, as if it were about to collapse.

RUMBLE!

Seven steps. No more, no less. As Ye Wushuang took the seventh step, the Divine Light enveloping Mor Yan shuddered as if it were being suppressed.

The dark-red Saber Qi disintegrated in front of Ye Wushuang, who strode over its remnants like an unstoppable, supreme Emperor.

Mor Yan’s pupils contracted. Feeling an immense pressure bearing down on him, he was forced to retreat several steps.

"I don’t get it," Ye Wushuang taunted. "You just looked down on my ’weak’ power, so why are you retreating now? Don’t tell me you can’t even block something so feeble?"

The dark-red light in Mor Yan’s eyes blazed even brighter as he tightened his grip on the Ancient Battle Saber.

’He couldn’t block this "weak" power. Wasn’t that a slap in the face?’

With a mighty heave of his tightly-gripped Ancient Battle Saber, a dark-red light flooded out, tearing apart the surface of the combat stage. A monstrous, brutal killing intent surged toward Ye Wushuang.

"All talk and no skill. Get lost!"

With an imperious roar, Ye Wushuang unleashed the Three Realms Slaughter. An endless, blood-red World-Destroying Saber Curtain spread across the combat stage.

Before this endless curtain of blades, the brutal killing intent seemed pathetic and insignificant.

"What is that Combat Skill? It’s terrifying!"

Some of the young prodigies cried out in alarm, their hearts trembling. The boundless saber curtain felt as if it could tear the very firmament asunder.

"Three Realms Slaughter!"

Mo Wentian uttered the three words with a grave expression.

He, Ye Wushuang, had used this Combat Skill on the ultimate stage in the Endless Wilderness to defeat Wudao, who possessed a special physique!

"Fall back!"

Mo Wentian immediately shouted to the people beside him.

Although the crowd didn’t understand why, the terrifying Saber Intent spreading across the stage was about to burst. Once it was unleashed, even they, standing outside the stage, wouldn’t be able to withstand the fallout.

Everyone backed away, full of dread.

"ROAR!"

Mor Yan’s expression changed dramatically. He transformed into a dark-red Frenzied Lion, smashed through the combat stage’s Barrier, and tried to flee!

"You issued the challenge, and now you want to flee without conceding defeat? Are you just playing games with me? Get your ass back down here!"

Ye Wushuang roared imperiously. His Heavenly Concealing Hand shot out, grabbed one of the dark-red Frenzied Lion’s enormous paws, and yanked it back with tremendous force!

RUMBLE!

The body of the dark-red Frenzied Lion was slammed down from the void and onto the combat stage, causing the stage itself to cave in.

The sight left everyone stunned and speechless. It was just too domineering!

ROAR!

The dark-red Frenzied Lion roared in fury, the sound waves rolling out and spreading throughout all of King Xiangg City!

RUMBLE!

In that instant, as the roar echoed, a pair of gigantic eyes appeared in the sky, looking down upon King Xiangg City. They shot out two Heaven-Reaching Light Pillars that pierced the Firmament and blasted downward.

Their targets were none other than Ye Wushuang and Lady Xiangg!

The vast energy, mixed with a monstrous Divine Soul Power, made it perfectly clear that the hidden expert was a Nirvana Great Power!

Lady Xiangg’s eyes narrowed. She raised a delicate, fair hand, and a ray of Divine Light shot up to meet the attack, neutralizing it in a violent collision.

However, on the other side, Ye Wushuang was not so lucky.

Because Ye Wushuang hadn’t moved at all, nor had he made any attempt to block!