Chapter 287 Peak VS Extreme Realm



Ten moves!

Both hands and feet are useless!

What arrogant words!

Especially after everyone had witnessed Xiao Ye's terrifying power, Long Yi still dared to utter such arrogant words, instantly igniting the emotions of the entire audience.

The real-time comments on the internet also went wild, with some supporting Batian Military and others favoring Jiangzhong Military.

Unbeknownst to many, the Jiangzhong military force, which had been virtually unknown for the past six months, has seen its standing rise dramatically in people's minds after Xiao Ye's two interventions.

"Let's wait and see."

After two battles, Xiao Ye, whose energy and spirit had reached their peak, remained calm and simply uttered four words.

"start!"

As if sensing the intense fighting spirit of the two, the referee didn't hesitate at all. After Xiao Ye indicated that he had finished adjusting his breathing, he immediately waved his hand to start the battle.

Clang!

Amidst the clanging of metal, a massive, standard-issue spiked club appeared in Long Yi's hand.

The two-meter-long stick contrasted sharply with Long Yi's thin frame, yet it didn't look out of place at all, as if the proportions were meant to be that way.

squeak!

A spark several meters long streaked across the arena. When everyone recovered from the fleeting brilliance, they realized that Long Yi had already disappeared from the spot.

Xiao Ye also disappeared at the same time.

In less than a second, the two figures appeared in mid-air simultaneously.

Only then did everyone see from the big screen that Xiao Ye had somehow acquired a standard psionic broadsword, which he was slashing at Long Yi's spiked club with a low growl.

Invisible waves spread through the air, and both of them trembled violently, enduring the pain brought by the impact, neither willing to take a single step back.

Boom!

Only then did the seemingly delayed explosion sound spread out from the arena, and after being amplified by the surround sound system, it made the eardrums of the audience around them ache.

After a brief stalemate, Xiao Ye's face suddenly turned pale. As blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he finally could not withstand the immense force and was sent flying backward, landing dozens of meters away. He staggered for more than ten steps before finally regaining his balance.

"Hiss, this Long Yi is actually at the peak of the high-level martial artist!"

"The force of that blow definitely exceeded nine thousand kilograms!"

"No, not only that, didn't you hear what the experts said? He clearly used mental attacks just now, otherwise Xiao Ye wouldn't have been unable to withstand it so quickly..."

The audience was filled with amazement, and even many senior students from the martial arts department felt their cheeks burning.

Are these people really all freshmen?

Even Tian Shixian, who was instantly killed by Xiao Ye at the beginning, was not weak. At least 80% of the senior students were not as good as him.

From Han Yan to Xiao Ye and Long Yi now, each one is more outrageous than the last!

It was only then that many people realized that the real "Nine Heavens Cup" was just beginning after the top 250.

Bang!

After knocking Xiao Ye away, Long Yi, with overwhelming momentum, landed heavily on the arena.

With almost no pause, Long Yi's spiked club spun in a strange trajectory, and he charged towards Xiao Ye, who had just regained his footing, like a cannonball.

"Soar like an eagle!"

"This is the Northwest Army's top-notch combat skill, 'Eagle Soaring'!"

The commentator, a seasoned and knowledgeable person, quickly noticed something from Long Yi's frenzied movements and exclaimed in surprise.

Eagle Soaring?

Jiang Zhongjun and his men all raised their eyebrows, their eyes showing a hint of seriousness.

As both are military academies, their library systems are interconnected, except for some rare and precious books. Therefore, they naturally know what "Eagle Soars" is.

It was a unique martial art created by several kings and nobles for the Northwest Army, and it was said that only the absolute elites of the Northwest Army were qualified to learn it.

Jiang Zhongjun also has a corresponding collection of books, but few people are interested in them.

Shen Qian had tried it casually before, but based on his experience, "Eagle Soaring" was nothing special.

Only now, when he was submerged, did he truly understand the mystery.

The Eagle Soaring Technique is not simply a martial art; it must be accompanied by unique spiritual techniques. Only when the two are combined, and perhaps some other methods, can it become the renowned combat technique of the Northwest Army.

Judging from Long Yi's perfectly integrated posture, he had clearly mastered this combat technique to an extremely high level.

"The eagle soars through the sky, rising higher and higher, each move stronger than the last... If Xiao Ye doesn't break the deadlock quickly, he will only become more and more passive."

Shen Qian recalled the characteristics of "Eagle Soaring" and his gaze sharpened.

Boom!

After the deafening explosion, Xiao Ye was indeed forced to retreat again. Before he could regain his footing, Long Yi had already charged forward once more.

Gasps of surprise rose from the audience. Anyone could see that Long Yi's momentum was still rising, and each blow of his spiked club was heavier than the last.

"No wonder he dared to say he would cripple Xiao Ye in less than ten moves..."

If he continues to progress like this, I'm afraid Xiao Ye really won't be able to last ten moves.

Xiao Ye was also a top genius, and his combat awareness was no less than Long Yi's. However, Long Yi was already at the peak of the high-level martial artist, while Xiao Ye was only at the seventh level of the high-level martial artist. It was at this moment that the difference in their realms was revealed to the greatest extent.

After the fourth move, Xiao Ye's arm bent, and even when he used his broadsword to block, the sound of bones cracking could be clearly heard.

Xiao Ye remained calm throughout, but as Long Yi's fifth strike landed, he suddenly threw away his broadsword.

Clang!

As the broadsword landed, everyone was stunned.

Has he gone mad?

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