Chapter 59

"Is that so?"

Ye Han laughed, but inwardly he sneered.

In the face of his Eternal Invincible Dragon Body, which kind of physique could dare to claim supremacy?

What Ye Han saw as a joke was the claim that someone had a Dragon Body, which was already a fait accompli.

"No wonder Feng Wuliang favors Ye Zixuan so much!" Ye Han said.

The long-standing doubt finally had an answer!

No wonder Ye Zixuan could have a connection with an existence as lofty as Feng Wuliang, receive such favor, and become an inner disciple right after entering the academy.

Ye Zixuan taking away his Celestial Python Battle Body must have something to do with the legendary Dragon Body.

Python transforming into a dragon!

Such things had indeed happened in ancient legends.

"If I give Feng Wuliang a strand of Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Qi now, would it drive him mad and make him kill Ye Zixuan with his own hands?"

Ye Han couldn't help but have a mischievous thought.

Would a strand of Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Qi make Feng Wuliang go crazy?

Would it make him jealous to death?

Of course, that was impossible!

Ye Zixuan, he would kill her with his own hands sooner or later to avenge himself.

As for Feng Wuliang, no matter how rare or how he was a reincarnation of an ancient god, he might not be that powerful.

The more Elder Ji said such things, the more Ye Han understood how terrifying and precious his Eternal Invincible Dragon Body was.

True dragons do not appear, and dragon bodies do not show!

In Ye Han's view, even if a true Dragon Body appeared in this Great Void Ancient Domain, it would be insignificant in the face of his Eternal Invincible Dragon Body.

"Be careful, Ye Han!"

After saying this, Elder Ji left.

Ye Han quietly waited for the next battle, and soon, the third round of battles began.

His opponent was still a genius from the Boundless Sword Sect.

Another existence at the ninth level of divine power, this person had extraordinary potential, not weaker than the previous Wan Jingshan.

Sword qi came, but it couldn't break through Ye Han's defense. In just a few moves, Ye Han defeated him, and he was eliminated on the spot.

In the fourth round of battles, another expert at the ninth level of divine power from the Boundless Sword Sect.

The outcome was similar.

These people were strong, coming from the Boundless Sword Sect, and their sword arts were quite good.

Unfortunately, the gap between them and Ye Han was too large, and they were no match for him.

"Lu Tianzheng, you are too naive!"

After eliminating another person, Ye Han's gaze pierced through the crowd, looking at Lu Tianzheng with a hint of sarcasm.

Even before the battle, his heart had already been defeated!

Lu Tianzheng probably lacked the confidence to win, which was why he secretly created these troubles.

Ye Han didn't think his luck could be so good that he would face opponents at the ninth level of divine power in every round.

After all, while the number of outer disciples was vast, those at the ninth level of divine power, or even those who had one foot in the Qi Explosion Realm, were still a minority.

Trying to use these useless people to drain his essence and qi to gain a slight chance of victory?

What a huge joke!

Even if Ye Han fought non-stop for a hundred battles, suppressing a hundred experts at the ninth level of divine power, his strength would not be drained, and he would still be in peak condition.

His essence was at least a hundred times more robust than these ninth-level divine power warriors, and he was not afraid of even ordinary Qi Explosion Realm experts.

After ten rounds, three hours had passed, and Ye Han had participated in ten rounds of battles, finally advancing to the final showdown.

Lu Tianzheng, Lin Xiu, and Ye Han.

All three had a perfect record of ten victories, ranking them in the top three.

The top three rankings were determined by realm, and since Ye Han was at the eighth level of divine power, he naturally ranked third.

But it didn't matter; these were just temporary rankings.

In the square, twenty figures had all arrived, looking at each other, waiting for the draw.

"Ye Han, you are dead!"

Lu Tianzheng made no effort to hide his cold killing intent, and the way he looked at Ye Han was like a predator ready to pounce.

Despite having expected it, Lu Tianzheng still found it hard to accept that Ye Han was standing here with a perfect record of ten victories.

He even felt as if he were in a dream, everything seemed unreal.

Just a few months ago, Ye Han was a small fry who could be trampled on at will, a person who could be beaten half to death with a single slap.

One was a soaring eagle in the sky, the other not even a sparrow on the ground, with a chasm-like gap between them.

And today, Ye Han stood in the final showdown of the outer disciples, even with a chance to compete for the top three. How could Lu Tianzheng bear it?

"I suggest you directly assign Lu Tianzheng to me!"

Ye Han turned his gaze to the academy elder responsible for the draw.

The group of people standing there couldn't help but look at him strangely.

Recently, Ye Han's name had spread throughout the academy. After all, it was extremely rare for an outer disciple to cause such a stir.

Today, seeing him in person, they finally witnessed Ye Han's arrogance.

Daring to challenge Lu Tianzheng like this?

Arrogance comes at a price; without strength, it's not called arrogance, but recklessness.

In the history of the academy, there were countless arrogant fools who were beaten to death.

"The first round of the final showdown, Ye Han versus Zhu Zixiao."

"Lu Tianzheng versus Zhao Yu..."

The academy elder spoke, and the first round of the draw was announced.

"Senior Brother Lu, I will personally cripple this reckless fool."

Zhu Zixiao immediately stepped forward, respectfully addressing Lu Tianzheng.

If he could connect with Lu Tianzheng through this battle, joining the Boundless Sword Sect would no longer be a dream.

Even though he had no grudge against Ye Han, Zhu Zixiao was not averse to showing favor to Lu Tianzheng.

"Sure!"

Lu Tianzheng nodded lightly, straightforwardly: "After the competition, come to the Boundless Sword Sect to sign up!"

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lu!"

Zhu Zixiao was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed.

"Idiot!"

Ye Han glanced at Zhu Zixiao.

So eager to show loyalty? Doesn't he have a sense of self?

Those who made it to the top twenty were not simple, and many were hiding their true strength. But what could they do?

If they had real confidence and strength, who would engage in such nonsense?

After the elder finished speaking, the twenty people were divided into different battlefields, and the first round of the final showdown began.

"Ye Han, people like you are not uncommon in the academy, and their ultimate fate is often tragic."

Zhu Zixiao looked at Ye Han: "You don't really think that with ten victories, you have a chance to compete for the top three, do you?"

Slap!

In an instant, Ye Han moved.

Like a shadow darting through the air, he swiftly appeared in front of Zhu Zixiao.

A slap went out, and Zhu Zixiao raised his right arm to block.

But Ye Han's strike was immensely powerful, and a loud slap landed on Zhu Zixiao's face.

Boom!

In the next moment, a punch hit Zhu Zixiao's shoulder.

He was thrown ten meters away, landing on the ground with his body trembling.

"Ridiculous!"

"Refined True Blood!"

Zhu Zixiao was enraged, and his bloodline began to surge.

Although he did not have a special physique, his bloodline was extraordinary, concealing Refined True Blood, which he planned to use in the final showdown to burst out and compete for a ranking.

This was why, despite Ye Han's ten victories, Zhu Zixiao was not intimidated.

"Your nonsense is... too much!"

Ye Han took a step forward, his right arm grabbing down and pressing hard on Zhu Zixiao's shoulder.

He could feel the surge of qi and blood in Zhu Zixiao's body, with a hidden power about to burst out.

Unfortunately, there were countless bloodlines in the world, and a special bloodline was not necessarily that strong.

In the face of the power of the Eternal Invincible Dragon Body, Refined True Blood was meaningless.

With a powerful swing, Zhu Zixiao's entire body was thrown a hundred meters away, like a chick being tossed.

"Annoying!"

Ye Han glanced at the distance and stood quietly in the arena.

First round, complete victory!

"The final showdown of twenty people, at most four rounds, will be quick."

"Lu Tianzheng, today I will trample your pride underfoot!"

Ye Han stared at the battle between Lu Tianzheng and Zhao Yu not far away.

[Author's Note]

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