Chapter 1663 - 847: The Price of Arrogance

After Yan Ming used the Fiery Flame Fist, he seemed embarrassed, clearly unable to fully control the flame energy. The flame energy merged from deep energy was not completely released outside; part of it turned into flames on his hand, while another part exploded right in his palm, scorching himself! However, such mistakes generally only happen within the first half year of practicing this fire attribute profound art. Also, during this time, the fire is weak, so even if there’s a mistake, it wouldn’t cause significant harm. After a period, using powerful energy to control the fire would become as easy as controlling one’s hands and feet. Essentially, such a laughable mistake wouldn’t occur.

Of course, Yan Zizai couldn’t have expected that the moment Yun Che touched Yan Ming’s arm, he had already guided the fire from his hand into his palm. Even if Yun Che announced the truth publicly now, Yi Zizai still wouldn’t believe him.

"Elder, I..."

"Shut up. Are you not embarrassed enough yet! Why haven’t you gone for treatment!" Yan Zizai said in an angry tone.

Yan Ming obediently shut his mouth, dropped his hands, and then walked back with his head down. He glanced at Yin Che, biting his teeth hard.... He instinctively felt that the fracture of the Cloudy Sun Chain and the rebound of the deep fire was related to Yun Che. Because, otherwise, he couldn’t have made such a mistake. But even if he thought it was related to Yin Che, he couldn’t find any reason for his reasoning. Yun Che was only in the first layer of the Nascent Profound Realm, how could he break the Cloudy Sun Chain with his bare hands. It was even impossible for him to cause the rebound of the deep fire.

"Hey, the kid got pretty lucky. He actually encountered an idiot. I thought he would have paid for his arrogance by now." A middle-aged man from the Xiao Sect snorted.

"He won’t be able to get past the next one." Xiao Luocheng coldly smiled.

The elders and disciples of New Moon Palace also breathed a sigh of relief. They thought Yun Che would undoubtedly suffer a terrible defeat, and might even be covered in burns; they didn’t expect his opponent to make such a low-level mistake while using his sect’s profound art, ironically giving a victory to Yun Che. In this way, with the strength of being at the first level of the Nascent Profound Realm, Yun Che had now consecutively defeated the Nascent Profound Realm’s second and third levels!

This was certainly an impressive achievement that New Moon Abyss Palace could take pride in.

Yun Che crossed his arms over his chest. A hint of immaturity radiated from his face, now filled with pride: "That makes two, who will be the third!"

This arrogant tone provoked sneers from the seven sects’ disciples. This idiot knew nothing of the disparity between heaven and earth, overestimating his own capabilities; did he not know that his previous victories were merely because of Yan Ming’s low-level mistake that hurt himself?

Just as Yin Che’s figure directly landed before him, the seemingly youngest disciple stood up from his seat in the roaring Imperial Palace.

"Feng Guangyi! From the 16-year-old roaring Imperial Palace!" This young man’s stature wasn’t tall, nor his features remarkable. He was only 16, of course, and he naturally possessed a noble aura, worshipped by countless at the age of 16. He looked at Yin Che with an extremely contemptuous gaze, and coldly said: "Originally, I didn’t want to bother with you since you’re not even worthy of being my opponent. But I simply couldn’t bear your arrogance. You only got lucky with Xuan Yu in second place, and even managed to win with Cloudy Sun Sect’s joke. Do you really think you’re something now? Unfortunately, in my eyes, you’re still just a joke!"

"Sure thing! Beat him!"

"Does he really think our seven sects have no one left!"

"Manganese, although this Feng Guangyi just turned sixteen, he reached the third level of the ’newborn profound realm’ a few months ago. Rumor has it that he’s about to break through the fourth level of Nascent Profound Realm; his talent absolutely surpasses Yan Ming. Some say his perception is extremely high, he’s developed his sect’s profound art ’Storm Piercing Art’ to the third stage, even shocking the Great Elder who had been in closed-door training for years.... I suspect this arrogant Yun Che can’t even walk ten steps against him."

"Ten moves? Tch, you’ve overrated him. Five steps at most, he’ll be kicked out!"

Feng Guangyi’s sarcastic speech was extremely irritating. However, Yun Che remained unperturbed, responding in an even more sarcastic tone and gaze: "You’ll soon find out who the real joke is in the end."

"Humph!" Feng Guangyi sneered coldly: "If I can’t make you step down in ten moves, my name isn’t Feng Guangyi anymore!"

As he spoke, Feng Guangyi suddenly opened his half-closed eyes completely. All his clothes began to flutter, making a sound, as if blown by a strong wind... Indeed, around his body, there was a fierce whirlwind swirling.

Feng Guangyi raised his head and gazed disdainfully, saying: "The profound technique to knock you down is the ’Nine Forms of the Storm’ from my Storm Abyss sect!"

As his voice fell, Feng Guangyi’s body suddenly shot towards Yun Che, like a wild beast’s cry. During his extreme motion, his body kept changing direction. At times on the left, at times on the right. With his motion speed increasing further, a multitude of indistinguishable shadows and many terrifying whirlwinds appeared before Yun Che’s eyes.