King of Creation-Chapter 662 - 654 The Terrifying Yan Yijun

A deep blue Great Ice Palm Seal suddenly flew out from the chest of Yan Yijun, and in the instant the palm print flew out, snowflake-like crystals immediately appeared in the sky.

Indeed, they were snowflakes. The temperature around Yan Yijun’s Ice Heavenly Fiend Palm plummeted abruptly, turning into snowflakes.

Bang!

The Ice Heavenly Fiend Palm collided fiercely with a green Spirit Light that was hurtling towards it, shattering the palm seal instantly. But the surface of the green Spirit Light was also instantly frozen with a thin layer of solid ice, revealing its true form.

At that moment, it was the fifth fight, featuring the martial artist number five from Qingyun Castle, Yun Xin, against the number ten, Yan Yijun. The previous fourth match was between martial artist number four from Qingyun Castle, Yun Feng, and number fourteen from the Heavenly Net Sect, Luo Xin.

The fight had no suspense; the Cultivation of both was nearly the same, and Luo Xin from the Heavenly Net Sect even had a higher cultivation level. However, he was defeated outright under the attack of the Low Grade Spirit Artifact, the Flowing Fire Fan wielded by Qingyun Castle’s Yun Feng!

There was no helping it, Qingyun Castle simply had too many Low Grade Spirit Artifacts!

However, although Qingyun Castle possessed Low Grade Spirit Artifacts, their cultivations were generally not high, like Yun Xin, who only had a Second Stage of Vein Forging Realm cultivation, definitely no match for Yan Yijun, who had reached the Fourth Stage of the Vein Forging Realm.

But a Low Grade Spirit Artifact, the Green Blade Dart, greatly increased his combat power, raising an unusual expectation for this fight among everyone.

Could Yun Xin, wielding the Low Grade Spirit Artifact Green Blade Dart, possibly defeat Yan Yijun across cultivations levels?

Ye Zhen watched the battle without such an idea.

If Stars Tower specifically invited Yan Yijun from the Main Building to fight, then Yan Yijun wouldn’t be so easily defeated. At least the current Yun Xin wouldn’t be able to do it.

Ye Zhen’s greatest hope was to discover something about Yan Yijun in this fight.

For example, the thin layer of solid ice frozen on the Low Grade Spirit Artifact right now was a surprise to Ye Zhen, and it was also of great interest to Yun Xin, who was participating in the fight.

The thin solid ice significantly hindered the connection between him and his Low Grade Spirit Artifact, the Green Blade Dart. Left with no choice, he had to first stimulate his Spiritual Power to shatter the thin ice on the Green Blade Dart.

Hisss!

Spirit Light burst from the Green Blade Dart, instantly scattering the layer of broken ice. Just as Yun Xin felt the connection with the Green Blade Dart was finally unhindered, an intense bone-piercing chill attacked again, and a deep blue palm print once more smashed down towards his head.

The Low Grade Spirit Quality Green Blade Dart vibrated abruptly, emitting an extremely sharp breaking sound, and hastily met the deep blue palm print. The power of the Low Grade Spirit Artifact managed to shatter the deep blue palm print again, but the ice covering it became thicker.

Even as he broke through Yan Yijun’s deep blue palm print, the Green Blade Dart appeared to sink for a moment, causing many martial artists from Qingyun Castle, especially Yun Ce, to frown.

"Yun Xin is probably going to lose...." Nian Xinghe murmured next to Ye Zhen.

Almost at the moment Nian Xinghe spoke, Yan Yijun’s Ice Heavenly Fiend Palm struck in rapid succession.

The third palm directly knocked the Low Grade Spirit Artifact Green Blade Dart, which was too late to defend, to the ground, followed by three more palms. Yun Xin became covered layer by layer with solid ice so quickly that he couldn’t even shout to concede before he turned into an ice sculpture.

Hiss!

A sharp intake of breath suddenly rose.

Just with Divine Power Martial Skill, Yan Yijun managed to so easily defeat Yun Xin who had a Low Grade Spirit Artifact. Wasn’t Yan Yijun too terrifying?

"Stop, on behalf of Yun Xin, I concede!" Yun Ce’s figure flashed, suddenly appearing in the airspace above the Martial Arena, his pitch-black eyes staring dead at Yan Yijun who was about to attack again, emitting a dangerous aura.

It was obvious to everyone that if Yan Yijun dared to attack again, he would probably provoke a crazy retaliation from Yun Ce.

However, based on the aura, Yan Yijun’s next attack was not the formidable Ice Heavenly Fiend Palm, but a very domineering Fist Skill.

One could imagine that if this extremely domineering Fist Skill were to hit Yun Xin, already frozen solid with ice, he would probably shatter like the ice covering him, with a bang, into pieces!

Yan Yijun did not respond but looked towards the Heavenly Net Sect Master, Wug Mengshan, who was presiding over the fight!

"Given Yun Xin’s condition, a martial artist from his Sect power can indeed concede on his behalf!" Wug Mengshan first affirmed Yun Ce’s action, but his expression turned extremely stern when he looked at Yun Ce.

"However, no matter who it is, if anyone dares to intrude into the Martial Arena again, dare to lock their Qi on a fighting martial artist, no matter who, as the presider, I will immediately take action to eradicate him personally!"

"Yun Ce, do you understand?"

Within the shout, with just a light flick of his sleeve, Wug Mengshan sent Yun Ce tumbling and being blasted out of the space above the Martial Arena.

Yun Ce’s chest heaved violently several times after being blown away; it seemed like he wasn’t seriously injured, but his complexion was still somewhat pale.

In that instant, he truly felt the killing intent from the Heavenly Net Sect Master, Wug Mengshan.

"The fifth match, number ten Yan Yijun wins, scoring ten points!"

As Wug Mengshan’s voice fell, an elder from Qingyun Castle immediately rushed up, his Spiritual Power blazing as the solid ice on Yun Xin’s body swiftly melted, and steam rose from his head.

Thanks to the rescue by Qingyun Castle’s elder, Yun Xin’s life was saved, but even as he left the Martial Arena, he was still stiff. Not to mention his legs, he couldn’t even bend his arms.

It must be a severe case of frostbite, and his face is a greenish-black, highly likely that the cold poison has entered his body. This injury is no less severe than that of Xie Zhi from the Heavenly Net Sect earlier on.

"You must be cautious when facing off against Yan Yijun; this young man is no simple opponent! The Ice Heavenly Fiend Palm he just used must be a Heavenly Level Middle-Grade Divine Power Martial Skill; even among those, its power is top-notch.

From what this Sect Leader sees, he has still held back a great deal of his strength. When you face him, be extremely careful. If it really comes to it... just concede!"

These words took Ye Zhen and Nian Xinghe by surprise.

Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong continued to give instructions to Ye Zhen, Nian Xinghe, and Zuo Xiong. Almost after every strong competitor, he would offer insights into their strengths and weaknesses, but he had never suggested that they should concede before.

Astonished, Ye Zhen nevertheless understood the thinking of Sect Leader Jian Qianxiong. As the strongest cultivator put forth by Yan Cong of the Stars Tower and from the Main Building of the Stars Tower itself, the power that Yan Yijun had revealed was probably just the tip of the iceberg; it would be a surprise if it weren’t terrifying.

"The sixth match, number six versus number eight!" The voice of Sect Leader Wug Mengshan of the Heavenly Net Sect rang out.

Number eight was Zuo Xiong, while number six was a Martial Artist of the Longevity Sect named Mann He’an.

It must be said, Zuo Xiong is rather lucky to have narrowly escaped death; from the look of things now, the fight between Zuo Xiong and Mann He’an of the Longevity Sect could be considered the most evenly matched battle thus far.

Zuo Xiong was at the peak of the Second Stage of Vein Forging Realm, while Mann He’an was at the Late-stage Second Stage of Vein Forging Realm; the difference in their cultivation was nearly negligible.

Roar!

In the midst of soaring momentum, Zuo Xiong lunged towards Mann He’an like a mad tiger, and in the midst of bizarre movements in his limbs, Zuo Xiong’s striking figure gradually turned into a fierce and terrifying leopard shadow!

The moment the leopard shadow appeared, it suddenly transformed into a dark light, and in an instant, it pounced down on Mann He’an from above.

That massive figure, even with Mann He’an conjuring a Giant Sword enveloped in Blazing Flames behind him, still fell under the wind.

Right off the bat, Zuo Xiong used his proudest and most powerful Killing Move, Thunder Leopard Strike, relentlessly one after another; his entire bearing was like that of a wild tiger lunging into the attack, coupled with howl after gut-wrenching howl, the entire Martial Arena seemed to exude an extremely tragic atmosphere.

Sometimes, in a battle between experts, momentum is even more important.

If one is overwhelmed by the opponent’s momentum, they might only be able to exert seventy to eighty percent of their strength.

At this moment, Mann He’an of the Longevity Sect was indeed utterly suppressed in terms of momentum by Zuo Xiong. At first glance, amidst Zuo Xiong’s assault like a torrential downpour, Mann He’an was like a small ship being battered by the stormy sea, about to capsize at any moment.

However, Mann He’an was chosen by the Longevity Sect Master Yin Changsheng for a reason—he was not one to carry a reputation underserved. Desperately holding on, there seemed a chance he could still turn the tables.

In the end, Mann He’an faltered under Zuo Xiong’s life-threatening combat style and was blasted off the Martial Arena by Zuo Xiong, who seized the opportunity to claim victory in this match.

The price Zuo Xiong paid was a sword injury on his back that was a foot long, deep enough almost to reveal bone.

Nevertheless, with the Spiritual Medicine prepared by the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, as well as Zuo Xiong’s powerful Restoration Power from his Acquired Spiritual Body, this injury, though impossible to heal completely by the next battle, definitely would not greatly affect the upcoming fight!

Across from the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, the Longevity Sect Master Yin Changsheng’s complexion was dark and frightening.

Six battles had passed, with two disciples of the Longevity Sect having fought, resulting in both losing, their score being zero points!

Especially in the second match, Yin Changsheng had held great expectations, thinking that Mann He’an could win. Unexpectedly, he still lost, and to the Sun and Moon Divine Sect no less.

This made Yin Changsheng extremely angry.

Unfortunately, the next two battles did not go as the spectators had hoped.

Among the famous fighters from various forces, only Nian Xinghe and White Bone Young Master Lio Kechu had not yet fought.

As far as spectators were concerned, if these two had fought in the first round, it would have undoubtedly been an amazing contest.

Regrettably, Nian Xinghe drew the number sixteen Martial Artist, from the Heavenly Net Sect number sixteen Song Xuesong, who was the weakest combatant among those fighting for his sect, being at the peak of the Second Stage of Vein Forging Realm only.

After just three rounds of combat, Song Xuesong voluntarily jumped off the Martial Arena to concede defeat, thus ending this match.

The last to take the stage was number twelve, White Bone Young Master Lio Kechu against Martial Artist number fifteen, Yun Yue from Qingyun Castle.

The cultivation levels of Qingyun Castle’s Martial Artists were not high, and this Yun Yue, in particular, was only at the Mid Second Stage of Vein Forging Realm; most crucially, Yun Yue did not possess a Low Grade Spirit Artifact.

Maybe it was due to higher-ups’ instructions, or to conserve their strength, but after just one move, Yun Yue stepped out of the fight and conceded willingly, frustrating White Bone Young Master Lio Kechu enough to almost pursue him off the Martial Arena.

But, Sect Leader Wug Mengshan of the Heavenly Net Sect was watching closely from the sky; the rules he laid out were not to be trifled with.

Even with the murderous rage swelling in his chest, White Bone Young Master Lio Kechu had no choice but to let it go. frёewebηovel.cѳm

With that, the first round of battles came to an end!

"In one hour, we will proceed to the second round of battles!" Wug Mengshan’s voice rose!(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on qidian.com, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)