Chapter 62

A burst of explosive power appeared.

In the depths of Ye Han's qi sea, the primordial energy surged continuously.

A brand new divine power emerged, incredibly thick, pure, and powerful.

The ninth divine power!

At this moment, Ye Han broke through to the ninth level of divine power.

His entire mental essence, power essence, and realm essence underwent a sudden and drastic transformation, entering a brand new domain.

A sense of great perfection appeared.

In the realm of divine power, the ninth divine power is the true state of perfection.

When the nine divine powers gather, any martial artist's combat strength and potential will directly ascend to an inconceivable state.

Anyone will have at least a doubling of combat strength.

As for Ye Han...

Ten times!

His combat strength increased by at least ten times!

Not only that, the thickness of his qi and blood, and the thickness of his primordial energy, all surpassed Luo Tianzheng.

"Thousand Autumns Unextinguished Sword?"

"Sword Dao is nothing more than this. I, Ye Han, have a shocking fist that shatters the heavens and destroys all illusions!"

Ye Han's voice was like an immortal heavenly sound, deafening and rolling out.

He locked onto Luo Tianzheng in front of him and suddenly took a step forward.

"Luo Tianzheng, die!"

With one punch, he did not use any martial techniques or any variations, only the purest release and explosion of power.

This was the first strike after breaking through to the ninth level of divine power, and also the invincible strike after his will and power reached the peak.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Before the fist's light even arrived, Luo Tianzheng had already started to retreat.

The indomitable, crushing all before it, fist intent, and Ye Han's overwhelming momentum filled Luo Tianzheng with an inexplicable fear.

His spirit was already oppressed by Ye Han's overwhelming presence, making him feel an impulse to admit defeat, kneel, and beg for forgiveness.

"Thousand Autumns..."

In a desperate situation, Luo Tianzheng's spirit erupted, and he roared, his battle sword trembling.

He had only managed to utter two words before the Thousand Autumns Unextinguished Sword technique had no time to be unleashed, and Ye Han was already in front of him.

One punch, and Luo Tianzheng let out a惨叫, flying into the air like a broken kite.

The nine powerful divine powers, wrapped in surging primordial energy, entered Luo Tianzheng's body along with the punch.

Blood stained the sky, and Luo Tianzheng's eyes were filled with shock and fear.

Bang!

He crashed to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth.

A prominent blood hole appeared in the center of his chest, punched through by Ye Han.

"That day, within Flame City, you, Luo Tianzheng, treated me like an ant!"

"Today, in the Wheel of Life Academy, I, Ye Han, will personally step on your head and rise. In this world, no one can bully me."

Ye Han's will was incredibly strong, and he stepped toward Luo Tianzheng like a martial god descending.

The battle was decided, and Luo Tianzheng was thoroughly defeated. A mighty Qi Explosion Realm expert could not withstand Ye Han's one punch.

Almost everyone outside the battlefield widened their eyes, and many of the academy's high-ranking officials stood up, disbelieving.

How could such a genius appear?

This Ye Han was previously only rumored to seek revenge for any grudge, acting recklessly without fear of life or death, and no one said he had such talent.

Such a person could not be buried. At least upon joining the academy, he would be fought over by all the elders, causing a stir among many high-ranking officials.

"What talent does he have?"

"His physical body is so strong, it seems to be a sign of having a top-tier physique, but wasn't his Celestial Dragon Battle Body taken by Ye Zhexuan?"

Some people spoke, and some had heard of Ye Han's past hardships.

In front of the battlefield, Luo Tianzheng was dispirited.

Seeing Ye Han walking toward him, he suddenly gritted his teeth: "Martial Token, kill!"

"Huh?"

Ye Han felt a sudden shock.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, his eyes locking onto Luo Tianzheng.

He saw a sacred light enveloping the person.

Above Luo Tianzheng, a young figure appeared, wearing a black and white yin-yang battle robe, with long hair falling down and eyes like a supreme heavenly sword.

"Enough!"

"Leave the battlefield."

A calm voice appeared, the man's face expressionless, but with an unparalleled aura that oppressed everything.

Noble, sacred, supreme!

The master of the Boundless Sword Sect, the only Wheel of Life Son of the academy, the heir of the Heavenly God Path, Feng Wuliang!

Outside the battlefield, countless disciples were boiling with excitement, many of them seeing Feng Wuliang's appearance for the first time.

The king of geniuses, the king of prodigies, a once-in-a-millennium talent in the ancient domain of Tai Xu.

This was the object of admiration and pursuit for countless disciples, the pride of the entire Wheel of Life Academy.

"Damn it!"

Ye Han's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he spoke inwardly.

His spirit was oppressed in a way that was indescribable, like facing an invincible supreme sword god, leaving him no choice but to submit, with no room for resistance.

This was the second time Ye Han felt such an invincible aura.

The last time was in the Demon Ridge, far away, and the feeling was not very clear, but it still made Ye Han's hair stand on end at the time.

Today, here, Ye Han's combat strength and realm were far superior to what they were before, but he still felt a suffocating sensation.

Leave the battlefield?

Why? Impossible!

Even if you are Feng Wuliang, you have no right to interfere in this battle. I, Ye Han, will not give up or admit defeat.

Boom!

Ye Han suddenly took a step forward.

This step was like moving through an endless swamp, using all his strength, incredibly difficult.

But this step made his heart firm.

"My killing intent cannot be stopped!"

"My fighting spirit cannot be broken!"

Ye Han's heart was firm, his eyes resolute, and primordial energy flowed through his entire body in an instant.

"Die!"

The fist light followed his figure, smashing toward Luo Tianzheng.

Ten meters, five meters, one meter!

At this moment, Feng Wuliang's shadow raised his arm and pointed at Ye Han.

This was the supreme sword finger,凝聚着一种恐怖的剑道意志，杀伐气息无比浓烈。

剑指不可阻挡，当场轰入叶寒眉心。

一种寂灭、死亡的气息，似乎要直接冲散叶寒的意念，摧毁叶寒的意志。

这一指不是普通的杀伐武技，而是一种剑意的显化，可以给予人绝对的压迫，令人不攻自破直接溃败。

一米的距离，恍如天堑，无法逾越！

叶寒杀意十足的一拳，就这样被破了。

罗天征躺在地上，身体瑟瑟发抖，恐惧早已霸占了他的脑海。

他怎么也想不到叶寒能在那一道武符之力催动，风无量的意志显化之后，依然敢杀出这一拳。

时间静止了三个呼吸！

这三个呼吸，对叶寒而言恍如隔世。

他感觉到自己置身于无尽的剑道世界，漫天遍野皆是恐怖无双的剑气，每一道剑气都附带着绝杀之意斩向自己。

精神将要崩溃，意志将要崩溃，力量将要崩溃。

“我叶寒昔日籍籍无名，在小小的炎城被人欺负！”

“如今我踏入轮回书院，身负九界镇龙塔，无惧他人，没有人能让我溃败，我意……不可摧！”

叶寒内心狂吼，刹那恢复了清明。

他的眼中，重新出现了罗天征的身影，出现了这片战场内的一切。

轰！

一拳干脆霸道，果断至极，强行轰杀而出。

嗤……

鲜血激射，罗天征胸膛塌陷，当场毙命，再无生机。

罗天征，死！

“放肆！”

风无量震怒的声音同时响起。

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