A handsome young man with rosy lips and white teeth emerged from the crowd, bowed to the burly man, and his face shone brightly in the sunlight. What a dashing young gentleman!

Liu Ye lightly touched the ground with her toes and stood on the platform. She took out a jade fan from somewhere and slowly fanned herself. Her red lips parted slightly as she read, "Ye Chen, disciple of Tian Yanzi, the Celestial Master of the Dao Yi Sect, is one of the survivors of the Blood Moon Calamity."

"What are you muttering about, you scene-stealing extra?"

Luo Chen was puzzled. He scratched his head and then suddenly realized that this scene was the one in the game where NPCs would always say some lines before a fight.

"play a small role?"

Liu Ye frowned slightly, her beautiful eyebrows twisted into a twisted shape. How could Ye Chen, who used to be so timid and wouldn't dare to breathe loudly in front of her, suddenly become a completely different person?

Liu Ye, puzzled, gently closed the jade fan in his palm and nodded slightly, saying, "Junior Brother Ye, you flatter me."

Before he finished speaking, Liu Ye's figure vanished like a ghost, and then suddenly reappeared behind Luo Chen. In an instant, a silver light flashed from Liu Ye's waist, making Luo Chen's hair stand on end, and he felt as if his scalp was about to explode.

Luo Chen grabbed the sword from his sleeve and blocked it backward, and a series of clanging sounds were heard.

"You bastard, why are you resorting to sneak attacks!"

Luo Chen shouted, his Dao sword covered with silver needles. Under the sunlight, the silver needles revealed specks of black light, indicating that they were poisoned!

"Despicable! Your Excellency, is this how your Ten Thousand Swords Sect always acts?!"

Tian Yanzi, standing outside the arena, roared angrily. Although, in his eyes, Ye Chen was not his beloved disciple, but rather possessed by a soul that had come from nowhere.

However, although the soul was not Ye Chen's, the physical body was! How could Tian Yanzi not be shocked and angry?

"Brother, please calm down. Although Liu Ye is a member of our Ten Thousand Swords Sect, before joining our sect, he was a direct descendant of the Tang Clan in the Sichuan-Chongqing region. The Tang Clan is known for its use of hidden weapons, so it's not entirely Liu Ye's fault that he used some Tang Clan techniques."

The burly man smiled slightly, as if he already had a word in mind, and easily shut Tian Yanzi down.

"you!"

Tianyanzi was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

There was nothing they could do; Dao Yi Sect had fallen on hard times and was no match for Wan Jian Sect, so they had no choice but to swallow their pride and suffer the consequences.

"If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have come here..."

Tianyanzi sighed softly, his words filled with regret.

"Don't worry, sir, I haven't pounced yet."

Luo Chen was very easygoing. Noticing the situation outside the arena, he casually offered a word of comfort.

"At a time like this, you still dare to get distracted."

Liu Ye lunged forward, but Luo Chen reacted quickly and dodged.

"You only know how to use underhanded tricks. Do you really think you can beat me?"

Luo Chen moved backward and smiled. He sensed the situation and realized that this effeminate man named Liu Ye was not as good as the mentally ill teenager who had just tried to assassinate him when it came to hidden weapon skills.

Defeating the opponent is more than enough!

Luo Chen lowered his head, looked at the Dao sword in his hand and the Dao robe on his body, and an idea instantly came to his mind: "Since my identity in the dream is that of a Daoist, hehe... that's quite fitting!"

Liu Ye opened his folding fan and fanned himself gently. "Junior Brother Ye is quite sharp-tongued. His cultivation level isn't very high, but he's good at talking. It seems that even if his limbs are broken in the future, he won't be unable to support himself. He'll still have some food to eat."

"So you really have ulterior motives, trying to cripple me during the martial arts competition?"

Luo Chen asked with a smile.

"You talk too much."

Liu Ye closed his folding fan and with lightning speed slashed it, a cluster of blood flowers flew out.

"So fast!"

Luo Chen's pupils dilated, and he was stunned for a moment. Although he couldn't sense his specific cultivation level in the dream, he was still a master at the Grandmaster level.

Even with the eyesight of a Grandmaster, he still couldn't avoid this attack. If his body hadn't instinctively dodged, it wouldn't just be a wound on his face now.

"Chen'er!"

"I'm fine!" Luo Chen looked at Liu Ye solemnly without turning his head. He didn't dare to turn around. Even in his dream, the other party's oppressive aura was too strong. He could no longer let his guard down.

With his hands behind his back, Liu Ye said softly, "Has the Dao Yi Sect, once the leader of all alliances, fallen to such a state among its younger generation? It's utterly boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Ye, who was sighing, felt a burst of energy coming at him. It was so fast that he didn't have time to dodge and was sent flying backward in one blow.

Don't get distracted.

Luo Chen sneered, then pushed off with his feet and pounced.

Liu Ye flipped over, stopping his backward flight. His arms and legs moved with lightning speed, striking Luo Chen repeatedly as they engaged in a fierce battle.

However, Luo Chen dodged them all.

Luo Chen used his hands to deflect many of his opponent's attacks.

"Embrace Yin and Yang, and overcome strength with gentleness."

Liu Ye exclaimed, "These moves are more befitting of your status. If you had shown them sooner, you wouldn't have tarnished the reputation of the Dao Yi Sect."

"There's a flaw."

The opponent's attack slowed down. Luo Chen took a step forward and slapped down with his palm, hitting Liu Ye squarely in the waist.

"boom--"

Liu Ye slammed heavily onto the arena, coughing up a mouthful of blood, his body rising into the air as he fell.

In a daze, the people outside the arena seemed to see a Bagua diagram rising from the bottom up the instant Luo Chen struck Liu Ye.

"Thunder and wind interact, the eight trigrams intertwine... This is, this is the innate eight trigrams!"

Watching this scene from the sidelines, Tian Yanzi's eyes welled up with tears, his lips trembled slightly, and he murmured, "The Dao Yi Sect... has hope for revival."

"The Eight Trigrams of the Earlier Heaven".

The burly man addressed as "Supreme One" darkened his expression, then repeated, "The Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Heaven... Heh, well done, what a fine Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Heaven!"

His Excellency turned around, flicked his sleeves, and left.

"Once that arrogant good-for-nothing wakes up, let him go to the Heavenly Punishment Cave to receive his punishment! He can come back to see me after he's finished!"

"Yes." The disciple next to him couldn't help but shudder. It was actually the Heavenly Punishment Cave. It seemed that Senior Brother Liu's performance this time had really angered the Venerable One.

After the referee announced the victory of Dao Yi Sect, Luo Chen left and walked easily to Tian Yanzi. "Hehe, sir, I have fulfilled my mission."

Tian Yanzi's face was full of complex emotions.

"Who exactly are you?"

Tianyanzi suddenly asked a question.

"ah?"

This question stumped Luo Chen. He couldn't very well tell the other party that it was just a dream, could he?

That would be too cruel for them. Luo Chen thought for a moment and replied, "If I had to give you an identity, I would just be a passerby."

"A passerby? Could a passerby know the sacred method of our Daoist sect—the Primordial Eight Trigrams?"