Chapter 50

Ye Xiwén's speed was extremely fast, his figure was extremely graceful and unrestrained, truly like a celestial being taking steps. In a leisurely stroll, he had already completely surpassed the third and fourth groups of the Eighth Rank Martial Artists.

His speed kept increasing, leaving everyone far behind. Before long, he saw the second group of the Ninth Rank Martial Artists.

As the people in the second group were burying their heads and sprinting, trying to catch up with the eleven people in the first group, a sudden burst of rapid footsteps came from behind. Turning their heads, they saw Ye Xiwén chasing up at an astonishing speed.

In just a moment, Ye Xiwén's figure darted through the crowd in a flash, leaving everyone staring in shock.

These people were undoubtedly the cream of the crop. Their body techniques were not inferior, and among them were those who had achieved a minor level of mastery in intermediate body techniques. However, in the face of Ye Xiwén's lightning-fast speed, they were clearly outmatched and no match for him.

They didn't even have a chance to react before Ye Xiwén had already surpassed them. After successfully overtaking the second group, Ye Xiwén began to chase the first group, maintaining a steady pace.

Although this was clearly a competition of body techniques, there were no points to be scored, so why rush!

At this point, Ye Xiwén had already reached the middle of the mountain, which was enveloped in mist. Even with Ye Xiwén's martial arts, he could not see more than ten meters ahead. A single misstep could result in a fall, and from here, even a Ninth Rank expert would end up shattered to pieces.

Most people would choose to slow down at this point, but Ye Xiwén was not afraid. The Celestial Immortal Step, although extremely fast and graceful, was even more adept at short-range maneuvers. Ye Xiwén, who had already achieved a major level of mastery in the Celestial Immortal Step, would definitely not fall.

With a few leaps, Ye Xiwén had already left the mountain's turning corners behind, emerging from the misty middle section of the mountain.

At this point, the figures of the first group were already vaguely visible. Running at the back was none other than Zhang Yuntian, who had challenged Ye Xiwén earlier.

Then came Qian Wanru, Wu Hao, Zhang Wenxiao, Zhang Ziqiu, and Zhang Guoqi from the Yiyuan Sect. They were almost neck and neck, with no clear leader, while Zhang Yuntian was a few steps behind, his movements somewhat stiff, clearly affected by his earlier match with Ye Xiwén.

Hearing the footsteps from behind, Zhang Yuntian was surprised. Turning his head, he was instantly shocked: "It's actually you, Ye Xiwén!"

Earlier, he had been paying close attention to Ye Xiwén, but after the start, he noticed that Ye Xiwén was lagging behind, quickly falling out of sight. He no longer paid him any mind, though he didn't know the reason. He thought it was impossible for Ye Xiwén to catch up, as everyone present was an elite, especially the top disciples, each with their own unique skills. Falling so far behind, it would be impossible to catch up unless everyone ahead was dead.

But he never expected to actually see Ye Xiwén catching up.

'How is this possible? How can his body technique be so powerful!' As Ye Xiwén got closer, Zhang Yuntian was instantly terrified, his mind in turmoil. The thing that left the deepest impression on him about Ye Xiwén was his sword technique, which was truly terrifying, ruthless, and dazzling. Among the young swordsmen he knew, none could match Ye Xiwén.

But he never expected Ye Xiwén's body technique to be so terrifying. He knew his own body technique well; he had achieved a major level of mastery in an intermediate body technique, and even the peak Ninth Rank disciples might not be better than him, only differing in their power.

But what speed was this? Ye Xiwén was getting closer and closer, his body technique clearly superior to his. It might even be a high-level body technique, and Ye Xiwén had practiced it to a very advanced level, otherwise, it wouldn't have such power.

In a daze, Ye Xiwén had already caught up with him. Before long, he had already surpassed this group and quickly chased after the front part of the first group.

At this point, they were close to the summit. Ye Xiwén could already see the figures of the strongest disciples. Running in the lead was none other than his older brother, Ye Feng.

Ye Feng led the way, his feet moving like the wind, his body technique superb. Following him were Zhang Jinxin and Zhang Wu from the Zhang family, then another disciple from the Yiyuan Sect, Zhang Yang, and finally another Zhang family disciple, Zhang Yuelian.

Ye Feng sprinted forward and was the first to reach the summit among the disciples.

The four elders were already waiting at the summit, and their faces did not reveal who had won the competition.

Seeing that the first to arrive was Ye Feng, the fat and thin elders smiled, clearly satisfied, while the two elders from the Zhang family had slightly grim expressions.

Following Ye Feng's step, the second person arrived, Zhang Jinxin from the Zhang family, just half a step behind Ye Feng. Zhang Wu followed closely, also half a step behind Zhang Jinxin.

Then Zhang Yang from the Yiyuan Sect also reached the summit. Among the top disciples of the first group, only Zhang Yuelian was left, just a few steps behind, about to enter.

Suddenly, a figure like a bolt of lightning instantly surpassed Zhang Yuelian, stepping onto the summit first.

"It's actually you!"

"Third Brother, it's you, that's great!"

...

The person was Ye Xiwén, causing many to exclaim in surprise. It wasn't that they hadn't noticed Ye Xiwén, but they had been paying close attention to him. From Zhang Yuntian, they knew Ye Xiwén was a strong opponent. Ye Xiwén had fallen far behind earlier, taking a while to start running, and they never expected him to be the fifth to reach the summit.

Especially the disciples of the Zhang family, their faces were somewhat grim. They thought that if Ye Xiwén hadn't delayed at the start, they wouldn't have had the chance to shine, and the top two spots might have been taken by the Yiyuan Sect.

However, everyone didn't dwell on it for long and began to meditate to recover their true qi. After the long sprint, their true qi was almost depleted.

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Everyone, keep it up! A week has passed, and not only have we not made progress, but we've fallen one place. I'm frustrated. This week, Xiaochen will continue to work hard, and everyone should also work hard!