35: Chapter 35 Ye Zhen’s Astonishing Move (Please Collect and Recommend)
35: Chapter 35 Ye Zhen’s Astonishing Move (Please Collect and Recommend)
“Senior Brother Jin, can I bet the Marrow Cleansing Pill?” Ye Zhen walked up to Golden Yuanbao and asked.
It was such a great opportunity; if Ye Zhen didn’t make a profit for himself, that would be foolish.
“Of course, you can.
Here with me, Golden Yuanbao, anything of value can be placed as a bet, and the price will be fair!
One Marrow Cleansing Pill can be priced at a thousand taels of silver,” said Golden Yuanbao with a hint of pride.
“What about the Sect Contribution Points?”
“Of course!”
“Good, Senior Brother Jin, two Marrow Cleansing Pills, fifty Sect Contribution Points, I bet on myself!” Having thrown down his bet, Ye Zhen turned swiftly and headed straight for the Martial Combat Platform.
One Marrow Cleansing Pill was a reward for braving the Fish-Dragon Path; the other was given to an Outer Disciple whose cultivation had broken through to the Fourth Stage of Blood Training by the Sect.
“Junior Brother Ye, is this all your assets?”
After Ye Zhen nodded, a flash of clandestine elation suddenly raced across Golden Yuanbao’s astonished face.
Generally, those who dared to bet all their assets were either madmen or supremely confident.
“Ye Zhen, I want you dead!”
Shu!
On the Martial Combat Platform, Ma Hun unsheathed the sword on his back, shook it, and immediately launched nine frosty stars like lightning toward Ye Zhen.
Top-grade Mortal Level Martial Skill, Cold Star Sword Technique, known for its speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness.
At its most proficient, it could stab nine times with one sword, specializing in striking the throat.
“Too slow!” Ye Zhen’s form ducked and bounced, appearing twenty meters away.
Ma Hun only saw a blur before losing sight of Ye Zhen.
As he turned around, he saw Ye Zhen behind him, smirking coldly, his demeanor immediately stern.
“My God, the Snake Wandering Steps, that technique supposedly unmasterable by Outer Disciples, has actually been mastered by Ye Zhen,” exclaimed the Outer Disciples below the Martial Combat Platform upon witnessing that maneuver of Snake Bounce Grass.
“Does that mean Ye Zhen might win?
My God, I bet five hundred taels on Ma Hun,” a disciple murmured as the corner of his mouth twitched.
“That’s not certain; the Snake Wandering Steps just provides an advantage in body skill.
But mastering it is really no small feat...”
As Ye Zhen performed the Snake Wandering Steps, the expressions of numerous Outer Disciples were intensely solemn.
If they knew Ye Zhen still had some reservations about showing the full prowess of his technique, their astonishment would be even greater.
“Body Skill, you’re not the only one who has it!” Ma Hun roared fiercely, his form sweeping up like a swallow and aggressively pouncing toward Ye Zhen.
His sword dotted rapidly, creating countless frosty stars that almost enveloped all possible retreats for Ye Zhen, leaving no choice but to block head-on.
Yet, Ye Zhen did not dodge immediately this time.
As the sword closed in, his body twisted like a snaking figure, ingeniously clearing Ma Hun’s broadsword coverage.
“Let’s see you take a punch from me!”
With that, Ye Zhen slightly turned his body, conjuring a flurry of punches, and struck down towards Ma Hun with the Five Mountains Divine Fist.
Seeing his adversary, Ma Hun’s eyes turned particularly bloodshot.
His sword suddenly burst into a piercing azure light, clashing against Ye Zhen’s approach.
“Ma Hun has used True Yuan, Ye Zhen will lose,” whispered an Outer Disciple below the Martial Combat Platform.
“True Yuan, I have it too!”
Ye Zhen clenched his fist, exerted force, and the punches accelerated fiercely, the dazzling True Yuan azure light bursting forth to meet Ma Hun’s longsword.
“In such a short time, has Ye Zhen also broken through to the Fifth Stage of Blood Training?”
At the moment of the Outer Disciples’ shocked exclamation, Ye Zhen’s fist collided fiercely with Ma Hun’s longsword, but surprisingly, three inches from Ye Zhen’s fist, there seemed to be an invisible shield thwarting the progress of Ma Hun’s sword entirely.
Whoo!
Both exerted force simultaneously, Ma Hun’s longsword dramatically bent to its limit and then violently sprung up as Ma Hun retreated, emitting a buzzing sound.
In the conflict, Ma Hun unexpectedly stepped back half a step.
The Outer Disciples who had their bets on Ma Hun immediately grew anxious.
Within the short span of a hundred breaths since the fight began, Ma Hun had shown signs of defeat for the second time.
As Ma Hun retreated, Ye Zhen chased like a shadow, his fists glowing azure, each punch of the Five Mountains Divine Fist fiercer than the last.
Ma Hun was no weakling; his longsword danced a storm of azure light, impenetrable as ever.
Suddenly, Ma Hun’s pupils contracted inexplicably.
His longsword was initially directed at Ye Zhen’s punches, but the azure light on Ye Zhen’s fists flickered and vanished without warning.
By the time Ma Hun felt something strange in front of his chest, the vanished azure light from Ye Zhen’s fists was already perilously close to his chest.
The punch gangs of the Five Mountains Divine Fist had left his body!
The typically expansive and forthright Five Mountains Divine Fist had been so deviously used by Ye Zhen, causing Ma Hun’s soul to surge with fear.
But the True Yuan punch gang was incredibly fast.
At this life-or-death moment, Ma Hun instinctively twisted his body to dodge the fatal blow to his heart.
Bang!
The True Yuan, bursting with explosive power, detonated in Ma Hun’s chest, instantly blasting his chest into a bloody mess and sending Ma Hun flying backward.
Ye Zhen’s figure surged forward once more, using both fists and feet, as punches and kicks rained down relentlessly on Ma Hun.
With a series of loud bangs accompanied by the constant sound of Ma Hun’s bones breaking, blood uncontrollably sprayed from Ma Hun’s mouth.
Ye Zhen, beating Ma Hun like a human sandbag, recalled all the past moments when Ma Hun had provoked him and nearly killed him.
These memories made Ye Zhen’s eyes grow exceptionally cold.
Even though Ma Hun was already severely injured and virtually powerless to fight back, Ye Zhen showed no sign of stopping.
This bloody scene caused all the Outer Disciples below the Martial Combat Platform to suddenly fall silent.
Not far away, the Sect Steward overseeing the Martial Combat Platform leapt up to the platform and stopped Ye Zhen.
“Enough, Ye Zhen, you have already won.
Hold back now; do not break the Sect rules!” he said.
Although it was customary for Outer Disciples of the Qiyun Sect to fight with full force on the Martial Combat Platform, and inability to restrain oneself often led to death or injury, making such fatal or crippling injuries a common occurrence.
However, due to excessive deaths and injuries on the Martial Combat Platform in past years, any grudge-holding Outer Disciples entering the platform took it as a life-or-death duel, relenting only at death.
Therefore, Sect Stewards were specifically tasked with overseeing the Martial Combat Platform.
They usually remained silent, but once a winner was declared, if the victor continued to land lethal blows, they had to intervene.
Bang!
With some reluctance, Ye Zhen kicked Ma Hun away, finally stopping.
If it weren’t for the Sect Steward’s intervention, Ye Zhen might have indeed killed Ma Hun, who was in his view utterly worthless!
As Ye Zhen was declared the winner, numerous Outer Disciples who had bet on Ma Hun began to sigh in despair, while the few who had bet on Ye Zhen wished they could leap for joy.
The happiest among them was Golden Yuanbao, who laughed so hard his plump face bunched up.
Such an underdog upset could make him fabulously rich with just one opening.
“If only this guy could fight a few more matches, how great would that be!” Golden Yuanbao said, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Ye Zhen.
At that very moment Ye Zhen defeated Ma Hun, both of their Identity Jade Tokens flickered slightly.
The next instant, Ye Zhen’s name appeared in the 308th position on the Ground List, replacing Ma Hun.
Ma Hun’s name, however, didn’t drop off directly but moved back one place.
Nevertheless, the flickering gaze Ye Zhen cast toward the Ground List was fixed on the highest positions.
“Senior Brother Jin, do you have a Sound Amplification Talisman to lend me?” Ye Zhen asked, his gaze fixed on Senior Brother Jin.
“Sound Amplification Talisman, I have....” Golden Yuanbao cheerfully began to respond to Ye Zhen before his expression suddenly turned to one of utter horror, “Careful...”
Before he could finish, a malicious wind had already begun howling behind Ye Zhen.
Ma Hun, who had collapsed on the Martial Combat Platform, gathered enough breath to glare venomously at Ye Zhen’s back and, driven by sudden malice, gathered all his remaining strength to hurl his long sword far toward Ye Zhen.
Whoosh!
The long sword, carrying all of Ma Hun’s strength, made a startling sound as it broke through the air, aiming for Ye Zhen’s back.
Hearing the malicious wind from behind, Ye Zhen’s gaze suddenly turned icy, his feet stamped the ground, and with a hawk-like flip, he dodged the incoming long sword from Ma Hun.
In the moment he dodged, Ye Zhen’s legs kicked out in a continuous chain.
With one kick, he lightly directed Ma Hun’s long sword, causing it to turn halfway around, then with a fierce kick, Ma Hun’s long sword circled a great arc and shot back toward Ma Hun at an even faster speed.
Thump!
Before the blood-eyed and bewildered Ma Hun could react, he was transfixed by his own long sword and instantly died.
Ye Zhen’s gaze then turned to the Sect Steward still standing on the platform, and he spread his hands as if to say it was none of his doing.
“One reaps what one sows; he had it coming!” the Sect Steward sighed softly before leaping down from the Martial Combat Platform, leaving others to handle Ma Hun’s body.
From a distance, Golden Yuanbao gave Ye Zhen a thumbs up and tossed a Jade Talisman toward him, “Junior Brother Ye, what do you need the Sound Amplification Talisman for?
This thing, we businessmen sometimes use it.
This one’s a hundred silver; consider it a gift from me!”
Ye Zhen smiled mysteriously: “You’ll know very soon!”
The next instant, Ye Zhen fiercely crushed the Sound Amplification Talisman in his hand.
As the talisman emitted a dim green light, Ye Zhen’s voice, laden with the cold killing Qi of having just slain Ma Hun, echoed over every corner of Donglai Peak!
“Hong Bao, you scoundrel, dare you face me, Ye Zhen, in battle!”
All the Outer Disciples who were descending the Martial Combat Platform in dismay at losing their silver were struck as if by lightning, their gazes toward Ye Zhen turning incredulous!
PS: Boys, as Ye Zhen goes mad, let your recommendation tickets go wild as well!

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