Chapter 60 One vs. Six

On the high platform, sword lights danced wildly.

Ye Wange's face was distorted, bloodshot in her eyes, and she swung her sword wildly as if she had gone mad.

But the target of her attack was not Ye Zhao, but the formation pillar in the middle of the platform.

The pillar was made of black iron spirit stone and was indestructible. Its spiritual energy penetrated the entire arena. However, under Ye Wange's continuous and furious slashing, it actually made a slight "cracking" sound, as if it was about to collapse!

"Get out! Get out right here!"

She roared angrily.

However, Ye Zhao did not make a move from beginning to end, but just stood there quietly.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

The disciples, elders, and even the peak masters all had incomprehensible expressions.

Elder Si Zhan frowned tightly, "...Ye Zhao wins this round!"

As soon as the final word was given, the audience erupted in thunderous cheers!

The disciples of Qingyue Peak were so excited that they almost jumped up, and their shouts shook the sky.

"The Peak Master is mighty!"

"Our Peak Master defeated your Xialing Peak with just one move!"

Many disciples even had tears in their eyes.

They have been silent for too long, and now they can finally show off their skills!

On the other hand, the other peak masters all had grim expressions.

The Grand Elder of Zixiao Peak was even more gloomy. Looking at Ye Wange who was still fighting hard against the pillar, he almost vomited blood in anger.

The Xuantian Peak Master beside him whispered, "Ye Zhao's illusion... is it so powerful that even those at the Nascent Soul stage can be affected?"

The head of Lieyang Peak looked solemn: "This is not an ordinary illusion... How did Ye Zhao cultivate it?"

Even the several elders from the side branches who had secretly ridiculed Qingyue Peak before shut up and dared not say another word.

Soon, it was the second peak master's turn.

The peak master's name is Wei Lingfeng. He comes from Xuantian Peak, which specializes in spiritual consciousness and illusion. Although his cultivation has reached the great perfection of the Golden Core Realm, he is famous for his expertise in illusion. He was the only one who could force Ye Wange to retreat in the last peak master competition.

"This battle will be interesting!" a disciple whispered.

Wei Lingfeng climbed onto the platform and looked at Ye Zhao with caution and a hint of hidden disdain.

Ye Zhao just nodded calmly: "Please."

The two fought for a quarter of an hour.

Wei Lingfeng never used any offensive techniques, and always kept his spiritual awareness under control. He even used the breath-holding and soul-concentrating technique to seal his five senses before the competition to avoid being eroded by illusions.

But a strange thing happened.

Just when everyone thought the two were in a stalemate, Wei Lingfeng suddenly took three steps back, with cold sweat on his forehead.

He suddenly turned around, shouted angrily at the air behind him, and actually drew his sword and stabbed!

"You think I can't tell you're fake?! Don't even think about confusing my mind!"

Swish!

The sword pierced the air on the platform.

Everyone: “…”

A moment later, Wei Lingfeng's expression suddenly changed. He sat down on the ground, his eyes blank as he murmured, "No... Impossible... Isn't that my sister's face..."

He actually broke down in public!

Elder Si Zhan took action again, forcibly using his spiritual power to disperse the fog of his consciousness and wake him up.

Wei Lingfeng was sweating profusely and looked dazed.

The whole place was dead silent.

No one expected that a Jindan cultivator at the peak of his power who specialized in illusion could not even withstand a single blow from Ye Zhao!

In the stands where Qingyue Peak is located, cheers broke out again!

This time, not only the disciples cheered, but even the usually calm Su Luoxue had tears in her eyes.

In a corner of the stage, Xie Youran looked at Ye Zhao, who looked calm and composed, with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes.

"It's a hidden gem."

Ye Zhao defeated Zixiao and Taixu Peaks in succession. The power of his illusion shocked the whole audience. Many peak masters looked unhappy, and even the sect master frowned slightly.

At this moment, a powerful voice sounded.

"Since Ye Zhao has been winning continuously, why not let her fight against the other six peak masters in the middle stage of the Golden Core stage alone? What do you think?"

The person who spoke was the sect leader Xie Youran. He had a smile on his face, as if he was just saying it casually, but he drew everyone's attention to Ye Zhao.

For a moment, the disciples, elders, and peak masters in the elders' seats all had different expressions.

If Ye Zhao agreed and won, he would truly establish his overwhelming advantage. If he lost, he would just be fighting one against six, which would be a loss of face both morally and logically.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Zhao nodded gently, his expression as calm as still water.

"good."

The disciples were discussing this.

"Six against one?"

"But she just defeated Ye Wange, who is at the Nascent Soul stage, and Wei Fengzhu, who specializes in illusion!"

"Her illusion is too powerful... I don't think these six can win."

"Qingyue Peak is about to take off..."

The disciples in the audience were both shocked and excited.

On the other hand, the Qingyue Peak was in even greater spirits, and the disciples looked extremely proud, as if victory in the competition was already in their pockets.

On the other side, the six peak masters who were named in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm could no longer sit still.

They all came from six different peaks and were gathered together at the moment, talking in low voices with serious expressions.

The leader was Sikong Jing, the master of Xuanwu Peak. He had a gloomy face and a low voice:

"Everyone... the Sect Master is helping Ye Zhao establish his authority."

Chu Hongzhi from True Fire Peak snorted coldly:

"No matter what he means, if the six of us still can't beat her, we might as well go home and cultivate the spiritual fields."

Another tall and thin peak master said in a deep voice:

"Don't underestimate the enemy. Her illusions are extremely powerful and cannot be resisted by conventional spiritual defense."

"I think we can't let her have the chance to set up the illusion. We have to end this quickly."

"Yes, she's good at using stillness to control movement. The six of us will split into three teams. Two will disrupt her spiritual awareness, two will set up defenses to seal her spiritual energy, and the remaining two will confront her head-on."

"Work in groups of three, supporting each other. Don't fight alone."

They spoke faster and faster, obviously considering Ye Zhao as a real enemy and not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest.

The competition has not yet begun, but an oppressive feeling of impending storm has already gathered around the martial arts arena.

Many disciples held their breath, and the sect leader and the supreme elder were silent, their eyes fixed on Ye Zhao...

At this moment, Ye Zhao was standing in the center of the platform. She slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were bottomless.

The afternoon light poured down from the clouds, illuminating the vast competition stage.

The six peak masters stood at the foot of the martial arts arena, ready to step onto the stage in order. All the disciples' eyes were focused on them, and they dared not even breathe heavily, fearing to miss a single moment.

On the high platform, Ye Zhao remained still, like the unmelted frost on the peak of a snowy mountain. Her eyes were deep, devoid of any emotion, as if this battle was nothing more than a casual dust sweeping away for her.

She slowly raised her hand, pinched her fingertips lightly, and whispered two words: "Start the formation."

As the spell was cast, the arena was suddenly filled with wind and clouds, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged like the sea, as if an invisible wave was sweeping in all directions.

boom!

A powerful spiritual power exploded from Ye Zhao's body!

The sky and the earth lost their color, and the wind and thunder howled!

That spiritual power was not like the pressure forced out by ordinary cultivators. It seemed as if it had life and could find flaws and directly penetrate into the soul, causing people to tremble instinctively from the bone marrow!