Chapter 30

"Thank you!"

With a smile towards Huliena, Ye Chen turned around and jumped down from the giant stone statue, facing the thousands of challengers head-on.

Since this battle was inevitable, they might as well fight it out.

Looking at the crowd in front of him cursing and grumbling, Ye Chen didn't hold back either. With his sword in hand, he laughed, "I hate wasting time the most. Anyone below level 50, step forward!"

As soon as he said that, the Seven Star Devil Abyss Sword appeared in his palm, slowly floating around him, its movements graceful and agile as if it had a life of its own.

Upon hearing this, the crowd in front of the West Building immediately became agitated, and soon several arrogant individuals stepped forward.

"So, you finally dare to fight? Haha, let me be your first opponent then."

"Get lost! The Saintess belongs to me, let me do it."

Several men with soul powers around level 45 rushed to argue, all wanting to be the first to challenge Ye Chen. However, as they were arguing, a blood-red long sword flashed before their eyes like a ghost.

"Swoosh!"

Several crisp breaking sounds echoed, and the few who were still arguing suddenly stopped, their eyes widening as they clutched their necks, blood seeping out, before collapsing to the ground, never to rise again.

The sudden scene infuriated everyone, not because they cared about the deaths, but because they despised Ye Chen's actions.

"How could you attack by surprise? Without even specifying whose challenge you accept, you just attacked and killed someone?"

"You despicable scoundrel! Haven't you been taught the most basic duel etiquette?"

"What a Ye Chen! I have never seen someone as shameless as you."

The accusations continued incessantly. However, Ye Chen, scratching his ear, seemed indifferent and casually said, "Rubbish!"

Though his words were light, they were heard by a bald man with a soul power level of 49, who immediately pointed at Ye Chen and shouted, "Are you cursing at me?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head and said with a smile, "No, don't misunderstand. I'm not targeting you. I'm saying everyone here is rubbish!"

Direct and arrogant, Ye Chen stood there calmly, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth.

"Alright, since you're looking for trouble, don't blame us for ganging up on you." The bald man called out his martial soul first, leading the charge towards Ye Chen. "What are you waiting for, brothers? Let's take care of him first, then we can fight for the Saintess Consort position ourselves! Attack!"

In fact, there was no need for him to say anything. Most of the academy disciples below level 50 had long held a grudge against Ye Chen. Now that Ye Chen had announced he would take them all on alone, they all rushed out to kill Ye Chen and seize the Saintess Consort.

The scene instantly became chaotic. Most of the thousands of people rushed towards Ye Chen, their various martial souls blooming like a hundred flowers, and within seconds, they occupied the airspace in front of the West Building, their colorful soul power radiating in all directions like a tidal wave, pressing towards him.

Facing such a lineup, most ordinary people would have been scared away long ago. But Ye Chen stood still, unaffected. The Devil Abyss Sword around him flew faster and faster.

"Now that everyone is here, let's begin!" With a hint of calm amusement at the corner of his mouth, Ye Chen slowly spoke, "Fourth Soul Skill: Illusory Fox Pupil!"

With a shout, a golden light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes. Then, dazzling golden rays emanated from his golden pupils, enveloping all the people rushing towards him.

With the illusion of the fox eyes, the illusion appeared.

Ye Chen exerted all his spiritual power, weaving a huge dreamy realm within the brilliant golden light, causing all the attacking students to stop in their tracks, staring blankly ahead, completely entranced.

A powerful mental force swept through the scene. Ye Chen struggled to weave the tempting illusion, causing several beautiful women of various types to appear around each person, teasing them flirtatiously in every possible manner.

Various poses and styles were displayed. If you could think of it, it was in the illusion.

In no time, everyone was smiling foolishly, hugging the air or the people next to them affectionately, and the scene became very strange.

Although he had controlled everyone, Ye Chen was not feeling good at the moment. Cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead, and his whole body was trembling.

Creating a large-scale shared illusion not only required a strong spiritual foundation but also a substantial soul power. Such a large-scale illusion almost consumed his soul power every second. In less than a minute, Ye Chen felt that about a third of his soul power had disappeared. It wouldn't be long before the illusion collapsed.

"There's no time to lose. We must end this quickly."

Seeing the thousands of people lost in the illusion, Ye Chen's mouth curved into a whistle.

Instantly, the Devil Abyss around him shot out, turning into streams of red light swiftly weaving through the crowd like a comet, leaving behind a long tail of red light that continued to bend and extend, writing its own butcher's score.

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