Invincible Beyond Heavens: Cultivating With A Broken EXP System - Chapter 210: Fighting a Defeated Opponent!

Chapter 210: Fighting a Defeated Opponent!

Duan Yingying quickly explained, her tone filled with frustration.

“The top ten experts are divided into two tiers. Those ranked sixth to tenth belong to the second tier, while the top five belong to the first tier. Based on this division, the ten competition groups are also categorized into ordinary groups and death groups.”

She paused briefly before continuing.

“Although the experts ranked sixth to tenth are very strong, they are not unbeatable. Some inner sect disciples still have a chance to defeat them and advance. However, the top five are completely different. No inner sect disciple can match them. Once you are placed in their group, you have no chance of advancing at all.”

She let out another sigh as she looked at her number again.

“That is why the first five groups are called death groups.”

“So that’s how it works.”

Li Yun nodded slowly, finally understanding the meaning behind her words.

Liu Qinghai stepped forward and spoke in a gentle tone, trying to ease the tension. “Do not look so discouraged. Whether you advance or not is not the most important thing. What matters is that you give it everything you have.”

“Alright!”

Duan Yingying nodded firmly, and the gloom on her face disappeared. Her eyes lit up once again with fighting spirit as she clenched her fists. “I will go all out and make sure I do not bring shame to Heaven Mandate Peak.”

While the three of them were speaking, the Four Peaks Tournament officially began.

Li Yun and the others moved toward their respective groups, preparing to face the disciples assigned to the same bracket.

The early stages of the competition were lively, with battles taking place one after another, but Li Yun showed little interest. The matches at this stage were mostly between ordinary inner sect disciples, and to someone of his level, such fights felt no different from children clashing without purpose. His attention was drawn only to the matches where challengers faced the seeded experts for qualification, as those were the only battles worth watching.

After waiting idly for more than ten minutes, Li Yun’s name was finally called for his first match. Guided by a deacon of the Martial Ascension Gate, he stepped onto one of the arenas.

The moment he arrived, a loud laugh echoed across the stage.

“Li Yun, I did not expect that I would meet you in the very first round!”

A familiar figure stepped forward, his expression filled with excitement and hostility. It was Ye Beichen.

Li Yun looked at him and could not help but feel a bit speechless.

“So my opponent is you.”

Among tens of thousands of disciples participating in the Four Peaks Tournament, divided into ten different groups, the odds of encountering someone familiar in the very first match were incredibly small. Yet not only were they placed in the same group, they were matched against each other immediately.

“It seems we truly do have a connection,” Li Yun said calmly.

“Yes, we do,” Ye Beichen replied, his eyes flashing with a cold light as he clenched his teeth. “But it is not a good connection. It is a grudge that must be settled.”

His voice grew sharper as he continued.

“I said before that I would defeat you in the Four Peaks Tournament and wash away the humiliation of my defeat. It seems even the heavens are helping me by arranging this encounter so early. This is my chance to reclaim my honor.”

Li Yun looked at him with a faint, almost amused expression. “Are you certain that meeting me this early is a blessing for you?”

“Li Yun, do not think that defeating me a few times gives you the right to act so arrogantly. I possess quasi-ten-star aptitude. After half a year of relentless cultivation, my strength has advanced by leaps and bounds. And you…”

Ye Beichen let out a cold snort as he lifted his chin with pride.

“You are nothing more than a one-star aptitude waste. In half a year, you have probably made no progress at all. Defeating you now will be as effortless as eating and drinking.”

His eyes gleamed with contempt as he continued, his voice filled with disdain.

“A piece of trash will always be trash. Even if you manage to surpass a genius by luck, it is only temporary. In the end, you will be crushed beneath the feet of a true genius once again.”

Li Yun rolled his eyes, his patience clearly worn thin.

“You sure talk a lot. Stop wasting time and make your move.”

His tone was flat, almost bored, as if he could not even be bothered to argue further.

Ye Beichen’s expression twisted with anger the moment he heard those words. The calm arrogance in Li Yun’s voice felt like a slap to his face.

“If that is what you want, then I will grant it to you!”

With a furious roar, a vast surge of primal power burst out from Ye Beichen’s body. The energy swept across the arena like a rising tide, pressing down on everything around him. Within that pressure, there was a sharp and cutting fluctuation, as if countless invisible blades were slicing through the air. Anyone caught within it would feel a stinging sensation, like their skin was being grazed by a sword.

There was no denying that Ye Beichen’s talent was extraordinary. In just half a year, his cultivation had reached the peak of the Xiantian Realm eighth level, and his sword intent had been refined to ten percent mastery.

“Die!”

With a low shout, Ye Beichen made his move. His figure surged forward as he gripped a treasure sword that shimmered with a chilling light. The moment he swung it, streams of icy sword qi burst forth, tearing through the air with terrifying force.

“Ice Sword, Slash!”

The surrounding sword qi gathered rapidly, condensing into a massive ice sword that stretched across the sky. It carried a bone-chilling aura, as if it could freeze everything in its path. The air itself seemed to crack and split as the enormous blade descended toward Li Yun with overwhelming force.

Having once been defeated by Li Yun, Ye Beichen still carried a lingering shadow in his heart. Although he believed that he could now defeat Li Yun with ease, he did not dare to be careless. From the very beginning, he unleashed his full strength.

The might of this attack was immense. Even a Xiantian Realm ninth level martial artist would be severely injured if struck by it.

“Disappointing.”

Li Yun watched the massive ice sword descend with overwhelming force, yet his expression remained completely calm. There was no fear in his eyes, not even the slightest ripple of emotion. He simply spoke in a faint tone, then raised his hand and used it like a blade, casually slicing through the air.

“Li Yun, you are too arrogant!”

Seeing this, Ye Beichen’s anger erupted instantly. His face twisted as fury surged through him.

“You do not even use a martial art, and you dare to block my sword technique with nothing but your flesh and blood. Since you insist on courting death, do not blame me for being ruthless!”

As a swordsman, Ye Beichen held absolute pride in his blade. Sword cultivators were known for their sharpness and overwhelming offensive power, and Li Yun’s casual response was nothing less than a direct insult.

With a furious roar, Ye Beichen pushed the power of the ice giant sword to its absolute limit. The chilling aura intensified, and the already terrifying attack became even more oppressive.

Li Yun, however, remained unmoved.

“It is not arrogance,” he said calmly. “This is simply enough to deal with you.”

His lips curved slightly, carrying a faint and indifferent smile. The hand he had raised did not gather any visible power, nor did it show any signs of change. It simply cut forward in a straight and unremarkable motion.

Boom!

The moment his hand met the descending ice giant sword, the expected violent explosion did not occur. Instead, it was as if the massive blade had struck an immovable mountain.

The seemingly unstoppable ice sword trembled for a brief instant, then split apart as if it were made of fragile glass. It was cleanly cut into two by Li Yun’s hand, and in the next moment, it shattered completely, breaking into countless fragments that dispersed into the air.

Yet that was not the end.

A cold glint flashed in Li Yun’s eyes. His palm trembled slightly, and a powerful shockwave surged outward from it, crossing the distance in an instant before striking Ye Beichen directly in the chest.