Chapter 35

"Senior Brother Jin, can I bet on the Bone Washing Pill?" Ye Zhen walked up to Jin Yuanbao and asked. Such a great opportunity, if Ye Zhen didn't make a profit for himself, he would be the fool.

"Of course, at my place, anything of value can be bet, and the price is fair! One Bone Washing Pill can be valued at a thousand taels of silver," Jin Yuanbao said with a hint of pride.

"What about sect contribution points?"

"Of course!"

"Alright, Senior Brother Jin, two Bone Washing Pills and fifty sect contribution points, I bet on myself!" After placing his bet, Ye Zhen turned and headed straight for the martial arena.

One Bone Washing Pill was a reward for passing the Fish Dragon Path, and the other was given by the sect after an outer sect disciple broke through to the fourth level of Blood Cultivation.

"Junior Brother Ye, is this all you have?"

After Ye Zhen nodded, a flash of unknown joy suddenly appeared on Jin Yuanbao's astonished face. Generally, those who bet all their assets were either crazy or had a sure thing.

"Ye Zhen, I want you dead!"

Swish!

On the martial arena, Ma Hui's longsword unsheathed, and with a flick, nine cold stars shot toward Ye Zhen like lightning.

A high-grade martial technique, the Cold Star Sword Technique, known for its speed, accuracy, and ferocity, could strike nine times with one sword when mastered, excelling in a single strike to the throat.

"Too slow!" Ye Zhen crouched and sprang, appearing twenty meters away. Ma Hui only saw a blur and lost sight of Ye Zhen. When he turned, he saw Ye Zhen smirking behind him, his expression immediately turning serious.

"Heavens, the Snake Glide Step, the technique that outer sect disciples can't master, has been mastered by Ye Zhen." Seeing Ye Zhen's Snake Glide Step, the outer sect disciples below the arena immediately exclaimed in surprise.

"Doesn't that mean Ye Zhen might win? Heavens, I bet five hundred taels on Ma Hui." An outer sect disciple's mouth twitched.

"Not necessarily, the Snake Glide Step only gives an advantage in movement. But mastering the Snake Glide Step is no small feat..."

Seeing Ye Zhen use the Snake Glide Step, the outer sect disciples all looked serious. If they knew that Ye Zhen was still holding back, they would be even more shocked.

"Movement, you're not the only one who can do it!" Ma Hui roared, his body darting like a swallow, rushing toward Ye Zhen. His longsword flickered, creating countless cold stars that almost covered all of Ye Zhen's escape routes, forcing him to block.

This time, Ye Zhen didn't dodge early. When the longsword reached him, his body twisted like a snake, skillfully evading Ma Hui's sword.

"Try taking my punch!"

Seizing the opportunity, Ye Zhen slightly turned his body, creating a shadow of fists, and delivered a Five Mountains Divine Fist toward Ma Hui.

Seeing an enemy, Ma Hui's eyes turned red, and his longsword suddenly burst with a blinding green light, heading toward Ye Zhen.

"Ma Hui is using true essence, Ye Zhen is going to lose," an outer sect disciple whispered below the arena.

"True essence, I have it too!"

Ye Zhen clenched his fist, exerted force, and his fists accelerated, bursting with a blinding green light, heading toward Ma Hui's longsword.

"In such a short time, Ye Zhen has also broken through to the fifth level of Blood Cultivation?"

As the outer sect disciples exclaimed, Ye Zhen's fist and Ma Hui's longsword collided fiercely. Surprisingly, Ye Zhen's fist, three inches away, seemed to have an invisible shield, preventing Ma Hui's sword from advancing.

Whirr!

Both exerted force, and Ma Hui's longsword bent to its limit, then snapped back as he retreated, making a buzzing sound.

In the clash, Ma Hui took a half-step back, and the outer sect disciples who bet on his victory immediately became tense. In the short hundred breaths of the battle, this was already the second time Ma Hui showed signs of defeat.

As Ma Hui retreated, Ye Zhen pursued relentlessly, his fists and feet flashing, delivering the Five Mountains Divine Fist with increasing ferocity. Ma Hui, not to be outdone, wielded his longsword, creating a wall of green light that was impenetrable.

Suddenly, Ma Hui's pupils constricted.

His longsword was originally aimed at Ye Zhen's fist, but the green light on Ye Zhen's fist flickered and disappeared without warning.

By the time Ma Hui felt something odd in his chest, the green light from Ye Zhen's fist was already inches away.

The Five Mountains Divine Fist's fist aura had left his body!

The grand and expansive Five Mountains Divine Fist, used so strangely by Ye Zhen, made Ma Hui's soul tremble. The true essence fist aura was extremely fast, and in a life-or-death moment, Ma Hui instinctively twisted his body to avoid the vital point.

Bang!

The explosive true essence exploded on Ma Hui's chest, instantly turning it into a bloody mess. The immense force sent Ma Hui flying backward.

Ye Zhen's figure rushed forward again, using both fists and feet, raining blows on Ma Hui.

The sounds of explosions and bone fractures were continuous, and blood spurted uncontrollably from Ma Hui's mouth.

Ye Zhen beat Ma Hui like a punching bag, the scenes of Ma Hui deliberately causing trouble and nearly killing him flashing before his eyes, making his eyes cold. Even though Ma Hui was severely injured and almost defenseless, Ye Zhen had no intention of stopping.

Such a bloody scene made the outer sect disciples below the arena collectively lose their voices.

A sect enforcer, who was watching the arena from a distance, leaped onto the stage and stopped Ye Zhen, "Alright, Ye Zhen, you've won. Stop, don't break the sect rules!"

Although in the Qi Yun Sect, outer sect disciples on the martial arena fought to the best of their abilities, and injuries and deaths were common, the sect had enforcers to supervise the arena. They usually didn't interfere, but once a winner was determined, if the winner continued to attack, they would intervene.

Bang!

Ye Zhen reluctantly kicked Ma Hui away. If not for the enforcer, Ye Zhen might have really killed Ma Hui. Such a person didn't deserve to live!

With Ye Zhen's victory, the outer sect disciples who bet on Ma Hui's victory sighed in disappointment, while a few who bet on Ye Zhen were overjoyed.

The happiest person was Jin Yuanbao, whose fat face was beaming. Such a dark horse bet would make him a fortune.

"If he fights a few more matches, that would be great!" Jin Yuanbao looked at Ye Zhen with stars in his eyes.

At the same moment Ye Zhen defeated Ma Hui, their identity tokens flickered, and the next moment, Ye Zhen's name appeared at the 308th position on the Earth Rank, replacing Ma Hui's.

Ma Hui's name didn't drop directly but moved back one position.

However, Ye Zhen's gaze was fixed on the top of the Earth Rank.

"Senior Brother Jin, do you have a sound amplification talisman? Can I borrow it?"

"Sound amplification talisman, I have it..." Jin Yuanbao, who was smiling, suddenly looked horrified, "Be careful..."

Before he could finish, a fierce wind sounded behind Ye Zhen.

Ma Hui, lying on the arena, took a breath, looked at Ye Zhen's back with venom, and mustered all his strength to throw his longsword at Ye Zhen.

Whoosh!

The longsword, infused with all of Ma Hui's strength, whistled through the air, aiming for Ye Zhen's back.

Hearing the wind, Ye Zhen's eyes turned cold. He stomped his foot, did a backflip, and evaded the longsword. In the same moment, he kicked out with his feet.

One kick lightly deflected Ma Hui's longsword, changing its direction, and the next kick sent it flying in a large arc, returning to Ma Hui at a faster speed.

Thud!

Before Ma Hui, with bloodshot eyes, could react, his own longsword pierced his chest, killing him instantly.

Ye Zhen looked at the enforcer still on the stage, shrugged, and indicated it wasn't his fault.

"Self-inflicted, cannot be helped," the enforcer sighed and leaped off the stage, leaving someone to clean up Ma Hui's body.

From a distance, Jin Yuanbao gave Ye Zhen a thumbs up and threw a jade talisman to him, "Junior Brother Ye, what do you need the sound amplification talisman for? We traders sometimes use it. This one costs a hundred taels of silver, but I'll give it to you for free!"

Ye Zhen smiled mysteriously, "You'll know soon!"

In the next moment, Ye Zhen crushed the sound amplification talisman in his hand. As a misty green light spread, Ye Zhen's voice, filled with cold killing intent, echoed throughout Donglai Peak.

"Hong Bao, you little bastard, dare to fight me, Ye Zhen?"

The outer sect disciples below the arena, who were leaving with disappointed faces after losing money, were all struck like lightning. Their gazes turned to Ye Zhen in disbelief.

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