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"Rank 2 beast king, you are indeed concealing your strength, but unfortunately, you have met me. You will lose this battle without a doubt."

Ye Chenfeng's opponent, the number one genius of the Huang family, a third level Inverted Beast King, Huang Yueyue, wielded a nine foot nine inch long Heavenly Threaded Spear. He pointed the tip of the spear at Ye Chenfeng and said arrogantly.

"With one move, you will definitely lose."

A hundred thousand jin ancient heavy hammer appeared in Ye Chenfeng's hands. The power of the Spiritual Gate, the Yongquan Acupoint, and the Spiritual Bead from the Shanzhong Acupoint erupted and poured themselves into the ancient heavy hammer.

"Bam!"

The two great heavenly weapons clashed, producing a deafening metallic explosion. The force of 8 million jins was like a violent tide, knocking away the threaded spear in Huang Guang Yue's hands, blasting into his body.

"Pfft!"

Huang Yuewen's defenses were broken as his body was sent flying. He vomited a mouthful of blood before crashing heavily onto the ground and fainting.

After defeating Huang Yuehan with one move, Ye Zichen only felt a strong surge of dragon qi enter into the dragon pattern on his forehead through his body, which was showing signs of condensing into a dragon tail.

"One move, that Xu Mingwei really defeated Huang Guanyue with one move."

Looking at the heavily injured Huang Guang who had fallen into a coma, many people were greatly shocked, revealing expressions of deep shock.

It could be said that the scene of Ye Chenfeng defeating Huang Moonlight in one move was even more stunning, more brilliant, and more shocking than his display in the free-for-all.

"Hmm …"

As he sat in the spectator's grandstand, Limitless, who seemed to have his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes wide. He looked at Ye Zichen like he was looking at a prey, while his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

"What great power. Just now, the power of his hammer had probably reached eight million. When did the Xuanming Sect obtain such a terrifying inheritance?"

A strange look flashed across Mo Fengyun's eyes, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances at Ye Chenfeng. As he looked at him, he suddenly realized that Ye Chenfeng gave him a familiar feeling, as if he had seen him before.

After defeating Huang Yuewen with one move, Ye Zichen did not waste any time. His body flashed slightly, then jumped out of the martial arena like a swan, returning to the stands.

"Mingwei, you did very well. Regardless of whether you can enter the top sixteen or not, that battle just now was enough to make you famous in the Western Continent. When we return to the Profound Nether Sect, I will definitely reward you handsomely."

Shui You Ruo looked at Ye Zichen with watery eyes and kept on making promises, afraid that he would abandon her.

"Rest assured Sect Master, I will definitely show off my Profound Nether Sect in this year's Dragon Lake Holy City Conference." Ye Chenfeng said solemnly.

With that, Ye Zichen closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, then controlled the mind devouring the dragon aura from the dragon pattern to increase the power of the two-headed Blood Dragon King.

As the mind devouring continued, the amount of dragon qi in the dragon pattern continued to decrease. However, Ye Zichen did not care about it, he believed that he was completely capable of condensing the complete body of dragon qi.

Time passed second by second, and 64 competitors went up on stage one after the other. Other than the competition between the six, 'Shadow' and 'Corpse Devil' attracted Ye Zichen's attention, causing him to open his eyes and watch the battle. He turned a deaf ear to the other's competition.

However, in the middle of the night, Demon Wu-Wang and the others' opponents weren't strong. They easily defeated their opponents, revealing only the tip of their strength.

It was almost noon, and the first round of the semifinals had ended. Everyone had a short period of time to adjust their breathing, so they could prepare for the second round.

After about two hours, the second round of the competition started. The disciples of various forces went up on stage one after another, using all of their strength in the intense battle to compete for the precious dragon aura in the Holy City of Dragon Lake City.

After three rounds of intense fighting, it was finally Ye Chenfeng's turn to fight. His opponent was the second genius of the Three Corpses Sect, the third level Inverted Beast King's Corpse Mosquitoes.

"The picture of the mosquito. That kid from the Profound Nether Sect is not simple. We can't be careless."

The Three Corpses Daoist no longer looked down on Ye Zichen when he saw the scene of him defeating Huang Yueyue with one move, and said seriously.

"Don't worry sect head. He will definitely die."

Corpse Mosquitoes confidently said. Their confidence came from the three Sky corpses that they had refined for more than ten years.

"Ming Wei, be careful of the Three Corpses Sect trying to kill you. If it doesn't work, then admit defeat."

When Ye Zichen stood up, Shui You Ruo warned him softly. If anything happened to him, it would deal a fatal blow to the Dark Nether Sect.

"I won't lose."

With that, Ye Zichen summoned out his soul wings, soared through the sky and directly flew to the arena, then stared coldly at the malevolent look in the Corpse Mosquitoes' eyes.

"Brat, treasure your last moments."

The tall and skinny Corpse Mosquitoes opened its mouth and revealed its disgusting yellow teeth. It looked at Ye Zichen with a sinister gaze and said with killing intent.

"You have bad breath."

Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly, then took a step back and said in disgust.

"Fuck, what did you say?"

Corpse Mosquitoes' face darkened and shouted.

"You have bad breath." Ye Chenfeng repeated, "Is this your Three Corpses Sect's secret weapon?"

"Hahaha …"

The moment Ye Zichen's voice fell, the quiet arena burst into laughter. The ear-piercing laughter only caused the Corpse Mosquitoes to turn green, causing their bodies to tremble, while blue veins appeared on their foreheads.

"You're courting death!"

Ye Zichen's mocking voice completely angered the Corpse Mosquitoes. He was like an angry, hungry wolf as he let out an uncontrollable roar. A blood mosquito appeared on his body, causing his strength to rise bit by bit.

The next moment, the furious Corpse Mosquitoes shot out. They wielded a low-grade Heaven grade blood-colored battle knife and slashed at Ye Chenfeng.

"Hu!"

When the bloody Corpse Mosquitoes approached Ye Zichen, he did not hold back the killing intent that was accumulated by his blood and bones, and shot it into the body of the Corpse Mosquitoes.

After being attacked by Ye Zichen's terrifying killing intent, the Corpse Mosquitoes shuddered, while a hint of fear appeared in its heart. Its reaction speed also slowed down a bit.

Seizing the opportunity, eight million jin of power surged into Ye Zichen's right fist like a surging tide, forming a terrifying fist aura. With an incomparable sense of oppression, it struck towards the Corpse Mosquitoes' chest.

"This is bad!"

Sensing the danger, the Corpse Mosquitoes reacted instinctively. They quickly placed the blood-red blade in their hands across their chests, blocking Ye Chen's fierce punch.

"Bam!"

Ye Zichen punched the blood-red blade, causing the sword to hit Corpse Mosquitoes viciously in the chest, shattering its chest bone and nearly sending it flying out of the martial arena.

"You want to kill me with just this bit of strength? You're truly naive."

Ye Zichen looked at the mosquito picture on the ground, which was spitting out blood and kneeling down, proudly and unceremoniously, and mocked it.