The Great Ruler: Starting from the Lower Plane

Chapter 9: An Easy Victory

Seeing Ye Feng's arrogance, Wang Lie was so angry that he laughed instead, his eyes turning cold.

"Arrogant! You're asking for death!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Lie stomped his foot on the ground and suddenly rushed out. His long sword drew a sharp arc, and with a whistling wind, it pierced straight into Ye Feng's chest.

This sword strike was swift and ruthless, containing a sharp sword aura, clearly indicating that the opponent was serious.

"Be careful!"

Suddenly realizing what was happening, some members of the Ye family quickly spoke up to remind them.

However, facing Wang Lie's swift sword strike, Ye Feng simply turned slightly to the side and easily dodged the incoming blade.

"I'll teach you to hide again!"

Wang Lie's anger intensified after his sword missed its mark. He immediately changed his move, sweeping his longsword horizontally towards Ye Feng's left shoulder.

"Too slow..."

Faced with the successive attacks, Ye Feng did not move his feet, but simply leaned his upper body back slightly, thus avoiding them by the slightest margin.

Those who understood the situation could only perceive a vast difference in skill between the two, while some of the Ye family's young men and women, unaware of the true circumstances, felt only immense danger.

"Phantom Sword Split!"

Seeing Ye Feng easily dodge once again, Wang Lie's face turned red. He roared and changed his sword moves again, activating all the sword energy in his body and attaching it to the longsword in his hand, transforming it into several sword shadows that enveloped Ye Feng.

This time, Ye Feng seemed to have no way to avoid it.

"Phantom Sword Split... Could this be the famous high-grade sword technique of the Chenjian Sect that Wang Lie is using?!"

"Cousin Ye Feng, be careful..."

"..."

Among the crowd, some members of the Ye family who had heard the name of the sword technique Wang Lie had mentioned exclaimed in surprise and looked at Ye Feng with worried expressions.

A top-grade sword technique—not to mention the Ye family, you couldn't find a single one in the entire Qingye City. Wang Lie, who used such a sword technique, was enough to fight against someone in the late stage of the Sword Condensation Realm.

"While it is true that Phantom Sword Split is a superior sword technique, how much of its power can Wang Lie unleash? As an outer disciple, he has probably only learned a few superficial skills."

Beside Ye Yuan, an elder of the Ye family said rather dismissively.

In the Sword Continent, sword skills are clearly categorized into four levels: low-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, top-grade, spiritual-grade, and immortal-grade.

There are also sword techniques to accompany it. If the former is an attack move, the latter enhances the corresponding level of sword intent, increasing the power of this move.

In addition, there are some special sword techniques that can greatly enhance the sword energy within the body and even increase the speed at which the body absorbs energy from heaven and earth.

Regardless of the type of sword technique, they are extremely rare on this Sword Continent, and ordinary people simply cannot obtain them.

"Second Brother is right. Let's just watch quietly; this fight will surely be over soon."

Another elder from the Ye family chimed in, his words full of optimism for Ye Feng.

"Wang Lie has extremely high cultivation talent. If Feng'er hadn't returned this time, our Ye family would have been disgusted by the Wang family."

Ye Yuan looked at Ye Feng, who remained calm and unmoved in the arena, and said with a sense of relief.

Although Ye Feng did not have the bloodline of the Ye family, they had never treated him as an outsider over the years.

His character is beyond question. He did not look down on the Ye family because of his extraordinary talent and strength. His helping out at this critical juncture is proof of that.

"Three moves, it's time to end this."

Just as the sword shadows were about to strike, Ye Feng gently raised his right hand, joined his index and middle fingers together, and lightly touched the center of the many sword shadows.

"Ding!"

A crisp, metallic clang echoed across the training ground, causing everyone to stare wide-eyed.

The several sharp sword shadows that were enough to kill a person in the middle stage of the Sword Condensation Realm vanished like bubbles the moment Ye Feng's fingertips touched the sword tips!

Only the longsword in Wang Lie's hand, gleaming with cold light, was firmly held in place by two fingers, unable to advance even an inch further!

The sinister smile on Wang Lie's face froze instantly, replaced by extreme horror and fear.

"How can he be so strong!"

Wang Lie felt as if he had pierced a towering mountain, and a pure and refined sword energy surged wildly along the sword!

"Click!"

Wang Lie's tiger's mouth instantly split open, and blood splattered everywhere.

The longsword let out a mournful cry, flew out of his hand, tumbled a few times in the air, and then fell to the ground with a clatter.

"puff……"

As if struck by a heavy blow, Wang Lie staggered backward more than ten steps, his blood churning uncontrollably. Unable to suppress it any longer, he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

Ye Feng remained standing in place, his clothes perfectly in place, clearly demonstrating the significant difference in their strength.

"Wang Lie... defeated so quickly?"

"Yes, I wonder just how strong Brother Ye Feng has become?"

"Even someone in the late stage of the Sword Condensation Realm couldn't break through Wang Lie's attack so easily..."

"..."

Inside and outside the training ground, a clamor arose.

From the moment Wang Lie made his move to the moment he coughed up blood and retreated in defeat, it was only a matter of a flash.

Ye Feng, from beginning to end, did not even use a sword. With just a finger, he utterly destroyed Wang Yue's sword technique, which was truly astonishing.

"How is this possible..."

Looking at his blood-soaked right hand, and then at Ye Feng, whose breathing was as calm as ever, Wang Lie felt a chill creep into his heart.

"Chem...chem..."

Wang Lie's voice was dry, as if something was blocking his throat, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"Don't think that you're invincible just because you've joined the Chenjian Sect. There are many sects in this Western Sword Land that are stronger than the Chenjian Sect."

"roll!"

Ye Feng slowly withdrew his right hand, his gaze sweeping over Wang Lie, whose face was filled with horror. His indifferent voice carried a hint of warning.

Even a year ago, he could easily defeat Wang Lie. From beginning to end, he never regarded the latter as any opponent. Today, he defeated him after a few moves, which was already an extremely low-key move.

At the age of sixteen, the Sword Soul Realm is truly astonishing on the Sword Continent. It was his good fortune to encounter Su Zhen, who wanted to leave this world and go to the Great Thousand World. But if it were someone else, they might not be so friendly and polite to him.

Such luck cannot last forever, and he cannot try it rashly. He only learned about his innate sword body after meeting the sword emperor Su Zhen. In most people's eyes, he was the so-called pure yang sword body.

In the Sword Continent, this is an excellent physique for a furnace vessel. Coupled with his current strength, which is already quite formidable, he is extremely sought after. It's not hard to imagine the consequences if this were to be exposed.

"Walk..."

Wang Lie trembled all over, not daring to linger for even a moment. With the help of several members of the Wang family, he picked up the long sword from the ground and hurriedly left the Ye family.

With his talent, he was able to join the Chenjian Sect. Ye Feng's talent is even stronger; he's probably already entered an even more powerful sect. I should tell my father as soon as possible that we should avoid provoking the Ye family in the future…