Dongfang Bai continued to explore and comprehend, and felt that he was getting closer and closer to the true meaning of kendo.
Suddenly, Dongfang Bai's whole body shook, and sword intent filled his body.
He suddenly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in them.
He finally understood!
He understood the mystery of Ye Chen's sword! It pointed out the direction for his future sword path, and his immortal sword intent also took a step forward.
Dongfang Bai stood up and bowed deeply to Ye Chen.
"Thank you, Brother Ye Chen, for your guidance."
Ye Chen smiled slightly and waved his hand.
"Brother Dongfang, you are too kind. I just casually threw a sword. It is because of your high level of understanding that you were able to comprehend it."
Dongfang Bai naturally understood what Ye Chen meant, which was that he didn't want to take credit for himself.
His admiration for Ye Chen deepened.
"Even so, I still want to thank Brother Ye Chen for giving me this opportunity."
Dongfang Bai bowed again and spoke loudly.
"I, Dongfang Bai, am no match for Brother Ye Chen. I admit defeat."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar.
"What's going on? You're already admitting defeat before the fight even begins?"
"That's right. Dongfang Bai is a ninth-level True Immortal. How could he admit defeat just because Ye Chen casually struck out with his sword?"
"Isn't this too weird?"
The people in the audience were talking about it, completely confused about what was going on.
"Is Dongfang Bai's brain broken?"
A woman dressed up in fancy clothes covered her mouth and chuckled, wondering if Dongfang Bai was scared silly by Ye Chen.
Ye Chen and Dongfang Bai ignored the discussions around them and smiled at each other.
They walked side by side towards the ring.
At this moment, a cold voice was heard.
"A True Immortal Realm surrendering to a Celestial Immortal Realm without a fight is simply a disgrace to the Heavenly Pride!"
The voice was sharp and piercing, full of sarcasm.
In the crowd, a man in a black robe and a conical hat slowly walked onto the stage.
He was covered in a black robe, and his face could not be seen clearly. Only a pair of cold eyes could be seen.
Dongfang Bai looked slightly angry, but he did not argue.
He knew that only those who had personally experienced Ye Chen's sword could understand the horror of it.
"Who are you?"
Dongfang Bai asked coldly.
The man in black robe didn't even look at Dongfang Bai, but stared at Ye Chen with cold eyes.
He slowly took off his hat, revealing his gloomy face.
"It's him!"
"Hidden Face Lord!"
"The number one prodigy of the older generation in Beizhou, the Hidden Face Lord!"
Someone in the audience immediately recognized this person.
"Hidden Mask? Is he very powerful?"
A burly man scratched his head, looking confused.
"Amazing? More than amazing!"
A thin young man gasped, his eyes full of fear.
"Ten years ago, he had already reached the Great Perfection of a True Immortal!"
"It is said that in order to compete for the Supreme Ranking, he has been suppressing his realm and has not broken through to the Golden Immortal!"
"hiss……"
Everyone around took a deep breath when they heard this.
"This Hidden Face Lord is extremely cruel and will kill anyone he strikes!"
"All those who competed with him are dead!"
The fancy woman covered her mouth with a look of horror.
"I'm afraid Ye Chen won't be able to keep his title as the number one on the Supreme Ranking..."
The young monk muttered to himself, his eyes full of worry.
"Hidden Face Lord, you are the pride of our Northern State!"
A young man in a brocade robe, with a proud look on his face.
"That's right, Hidden Face Master is the pride of our Northern State!"
Another burly man also looked proud.
"My name is Yinmianjun, remember this name!"
The voice of the Hidden Face Lord was cold and hoarse, making people shudder.
"Because soon, the title of number one on the Supreme List will be mine, and you will be the one who dies under my sword!"
His eyes were bloodthirsty and he exuded a powerful murderous aura that made people shudder.
The crowd below the stage suddenly fell silent, all of them shocked by the powerful murderous aura.
"Such a strong murderous aura!"
Xiao Wuhen frowned, and a hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes.
"This guy is not easy to deal with."
Zhuge Kong also looked solemn and spoke in a deep voice.
Luo Qingcheng held Xiao Nianrou's hand tightly, her eyes full of worry.
The Demon Princess also narrowed her beautiful eyes and stared closely at the Hidden Lord on the ring.
She could feel that this Hidden-Faced Lord was an extremely dangerous person.
Ye Chen looked calm, without the slightest fear.
"Want to kill me?"
The corners of Ye Chen's mouth rose slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.
"That depends on whether you have the ability!"
Dongfang Bai took a step forward and was about to speak when Ye Chen reached out to stop him.
"Brother Dongfang, let me handle this matter myself."
Dongfang Bai was stunned for a moment, then he understood what Ye Chen meant.
He believed in Ye Chen's strength and his judgment.
Moreover, it was obvious that this Hidden-Faced Lord was coming for Ye Chen, and if he stayed here, it would only make things more complicated.
Dongfang Bai bowed to Ye Chen and said, "Brother Ye, be careful."
After saying that, he turned around and walked off the ring.
Seeing this, the people in the audience started talking about it.
"Dongfang Bai, is he just leaving like that?"
"Is he really afraid of this Hidden-faced Lord?"
"I don't think so. He probably believes that Ye Chen can solve this problem."
"Ye Chen is a celestial being, facing the Hidden Face Lord, I'm afraid it will be a bit troublesome!"
"That's right, this Hidden Face Lord has reached the Great Perfection of a True Immortal, and his methods are extremely cruel!"
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