Chapter 25

"Unbelievable, Ye Xiwén actually managed to squeeze into the top three, he's too strong!"

"I heard he's the youngest son of Elder Ye Kongming, no wonder he's so strong. Neither of the Ye siblings is any less impressive!"

Ye Xiwén's entry into the top three instantly amazed countless people. Compared to the other disciples who made it into the top ten, his name was virtually unknown, to the point where almost no one had heard of him.

Of course, not everyone was unaware. For example, Wang Lie, who excitedly circled around Ye Xiwén, said, "Hahaha, Ah Wen, you're amazing. Really, from now on, I can walk around however I want. Hehe, who will dare to bully me in the future? You'll beat them up for me!"

Ye Xiwén was somewhat at a loss, unsure whether to laugh or cry. Was this a bodyguard? Or a thug!

However, Ye Xiwén felt a warm feeling inside. No matter what, Wang Lie's words showed that he considered him a brother. What is a brother? This is a brother!

"Strutting around, you're just a nouveau riche, thinking you're something great, not knowing your place!" Suddenly, a sharp voice came from the side.

Everyone looked over and saw a young man in his early twenties, dressed in fine robes, with a handsome face, but his handsome face was filled with disdain.

Some people recognized this young man as Zhao Yansnow, one of the top five disciples of the Inner Sect, ranked second among the five, and very formidable. He was also one of the top three in this competition.

"What did you say?" Ye Xiwén immediately said coldly.

"I said you're just a frog at the bottom of a well, not knowing your place, and you think you can strut around. Do you think the One Yuan Sect is some place for you to act like a big shot? You're only fit to be with the trash!" Zhao Yansnow said sharply, clearly referring to Wang Lie as trash.

Looking at the Ye Xiwén who was the center of attention, Zhao Yansnow was almost jealous to death. At this moment, the person who should be enjoying all the attention should be him, not this Ye Xiwén, who no one had even heard of. What was he? Why should everyone look at him? He had also made it into the top three, but he didn't receive the attention he had imagined. Everyone was paying attention to this rising star, Ye Xiwén.

I am the genius, what is he!

Zhao Yansnow's mind was扭曲地大喊着.

"Zhao Yansnow, if you're a man, come up and fight me on the stage!" Ye Xiwén said, turning and jumping onto a platform.

Everyone's gaze turned to Zhao Yansnow. This was a comparison between two of the top three in this competition, to see who was stronger.

Although Zhao Yansnow knew Ye Xiwén might be tough, he couldn't take back his words now. Besides, he believed that Ye Xiwén was just a dark horse and couldn't possibly match him, a seasoned strongman.

"Hmph, I'll teach you a lesson and show you your place!" Zhao Yansnow sneered and leaped up.

"Oriental Bai is here, Oriental Bai is here!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and a white figure emerged, a young man in white standing with a sword, exuding a heroic aura, like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

Everyone knew this was Oriental Bai, the top disciple among the Inner Sect's top five. It was rumored that Oriental Bai had practiced sword techniques since childhood, and his sword skills were unparalleled among the Inner Sect disciples. Even three years ago, he had challenged a core disciple, and although he didn't win, he didn't lose either, showing his strength. The top disciple among the Inner Sect's top five was not a title he had earned in vain.

Oriental Bai calmly watched the two, his expression serene.

The top three of the Inner Sect were now all gathered here, and a fierce battle was about to unfold.

Soon, the elder council made a decision to advance the championship match.

"Ye Xiwén, now no one can save you!" Zhao Yansnow sneered.

"Three moves, if I can't beat you in three moves, I'll turn and leave!" Ye Xiwén held up three fingers.

Zhao Yansnow's face turned ashen. Ye Xiwén was openly humiliating him.

"Right, that's it, beat him up! What's so great about being one of the top five disciples of the Inner Sect!" Wang Lie shouted from below.

"You're asking for death!" Zhao Yansnow said. "Today, I'll break all your bones and show you your place!"

Zhao Yansnow was burning with anger, his true qi boiling, making a hissing sound in the air. His late-stage Seventh Rank Later Heaven strength was no joke. With one punch, the entire platform seemed to drop in temperature. This was Zhao Yansnow's famous Ice Fist, which could freeze a person solid.

An endless cold wind instantly enveloped Ye Xiwén, trying to freeze him.

But Ye Xiwén let out a loud shout, stomped his foot, and charged at Zhao Yansnow with a swift and powerful move. He casually dispersed the Ice Fist's power and charged forward.

"Show you your place? With your level?" Ye Xiwén sneered and slapped out a palm.

"Bang!" A simple palm strike hit Zhao Yansnow's face.

"Spit!" Zhao Yansnow spat out a mouthful of blood, several teeth knocked out by Ye Xiwén.

"You..." Zhao Yansnow looked at Ye Xiwén in disbelief, but Ye Xiwén had no intention of stopping. He kicked out forcefully.

"Bang!" Zhao Yansnow was kicked into the air. As he fell, Ye Xiwén's palm, charged with lightning-like true qi, struck him with an overwhelming force.

"Boom!" Zhao Yansnow was thrown off the platform, several ribs broken, and he passed out.

Many disciples around them shivered and swallowed hard. Another one of the top five Inner Sect disciples was severely injured. Including the previous two, Ye Xiwén had already defeated three of the top five.

Except for the top disciple Oriental Bai and the female disciple Ziyun, none of the others were a match for Ye Xiwén.

Now that Zhao Yansnow was severely injured and unconscious, it was clear that the champion would be either Ye Xiwén or Oriental Bai.

"Ye Xiwén is so strong, late-stage Seventh Rank Later Heaven Zhao Yansnow was easily defeated by him!"

"Unfortunately, his actions are too ruthless. It's hard to say whether this will be a blessing or a curse in the future!"

"Having such a disciple in our One Yuan Sect is a blessing for us. The more geniuses we have, the stronger our One Yuan Sect will become!"

The elders in the elder seats also discussed this.

"I won't take advantage of you, I'll wait until you're rested!" Oriental Bai said calmly, the strength Ye Xiwén had shown made him eager to test his skills against him.

"No need, it was just dealing with a waste of space!" Ye Xiwén said. The late-stage Seventh Rank Later Heaven Zhao Yansnow was far from a match for Ye Xiwén. Defeating Zhao Yansnow took no effort, and in just a few breaths, Ye Xiwén had recovered to his peak state.

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