Chapter -30 I Mean everyone here is trash!!

Chapter -30.

"Thank you!"

With a cheerful grin at Hu Liena, Ye Chen leaped down from the giant stone statue to stand in front of the thousand challengers.

Realizing that a fight was unavoidable, he decided to take it head-on! Glancing at the angry crowd, Ye Chen laughed heartily while holding his sword, "I really don't like wasting time. If you're below level 50, step up!"

As soon as he finished his words, the Seven Star Demon Abyss Sword appeared in his hand, floating gracefully around him, gliding through the air. Although it moved slowly, it had an astonishing liveliness to it, almost as if it was alive.

Once he said this, the crowd gathered in front of the West Building erupted in excitement, and a few arrogant individuals stepped forward.

"Finally ready to accept a challenge? Haha, let me be your first opponent."

"Step aside, the saintess is mine! Let me take care of this."

Several men, all around level 45 in spirit power, began to bicker, eager to challenge Ye Chen first. But just as they were arguing, a blood-red long sword zipped past them like a ghost.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sharp sounds echoed, causing the quarreling men to suddenly stop as they clutched their bleeding necks, their eyes wide with shock as they fell to the ground, never to rise again.

This unexpected scene enraged the crowd; while they didn't particularly mourn the fallen, they were furious with Ye Chen's actions.

"How can you sneak attack like this? You didn't even clarify whose challenge you were accepting before killing someone!"

"You spineless coward! Hasn't anyone taught you the basics of dueling etiquette?"

"What a shameless individual you are, Ye Chen. I've never seen anyone so bold."

The insults flew thick and fast, and while the crowd angrily denounced Ye Chen's sneak attack, he casually scratched his ear and replied, "Trash!"

Though his words were quiet, they caught the attention of a bald man with level 49 spirit power, who angrily pointed at Ye Chen and shouted, "Are you calling me trash?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head and chuckled, "No, I'm not talking about you specifically; I'm saying everyone here is trash!"

His shocking statement only fueled their anger further, but before they could unleash their fury, Ye Chen added, "I clearly said that anyone below level 50 can step up to fight. Is that really that hard to understand? Or is everyone here too dim-witted to grasp what I'm saying?"

Ye Chen was unapologetically direct and arrogant, standing confidently with a proud smile on his face.

"Alright, if you're asking for trouble, don't blame us for picking on the weak." The bald man summoned his martial spirit and charged toward Ye Chen, shouting, "What are you waiting for, brothers? Let's deal with him first, then we can fight for the position of the saintess's husband. Kill!"

In truth, he didn't even have to say it; all the disciples below level 50 were already fed up with Ye Chen, harboring a deep resentment. Now that he openly said he wanted to challenge them all, no one was concerned about appearances anymore, and they swarmed toward him, determined to take him down and seize the saintess.

The atmosphere was instantly chaotic, with most of the thousands of people rushing toward Ye Chen. Only a handful of talented students above level 50 stood still, exchanging puzzled glances as the battle loomed ahead.

A long-haired man at level 53 frowned and remarked, "Is Ye Chen insane? A mere level 41 Spirit Leader dares to act so arrogantly? Does he really want to die?"

Another talented student beside him replied, "It's understandable to boast to save face when he knows he'll probably lose, but he's lost control of the situation. I really don't get why the Holy One would betroth the saintess to him; it's quite irritating." The gathered Spirit King students nodded in agreement, though they also expressed a bit of excitement at the unfolding chaos, as it would eliminate a lot of unnecessary trouble.

As the battle was about to kick off, Hu Liena, who was perched on the giant stone statue, felt a surge of anxiety at the sight of it all.

Her beautiful face betrayed a mix of emotions, and after a brief internal struggle, she couldn't hold back any longer. She lightly tapped the statue with her jade foot, wanting to jump down and assist Ye Chen.

However, just as she began to move, a graceful figure suddenly appeared beside her, placing a gentle hand on Hu Liena's shoulder to stop her.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

In front of the West Building, thousands surged toward Ye Chen like a tidal wave, their various martial spirits blossoming like a vibrant array of flowers, quickly filling the airspace before the West Building. The air crackled with colorful spirit power, pressing in on him like an avalanche.

In the face of such a situation, most would have fled in fear, but Ye Chen stood firm, undeterred, while the Demon Abyss around him began to whirl even faster.

"Since everyone is here, let's get this party started!" Smiling calmly, Ye Chen announced, "Fourth Soul Skill: Illusory Fox Eyes!" With a powerful shout, a golden light burst from his eyes, unleashing dazzling golden rays that enveloped the approaching crowd.

The fox eyes emerged, and the illusion took shape. Ye Chen poured all his soul power into creating a vast dreamlike realm within the radiant golden light. In an instant, the eager students halted in their tracks, staring blankly ahead as they were ensnared in the illusion.

A strong mental force swept across the area, and Ye Chen struggled to weave a captivating illusion, bringing forth beautiful figures of varying appearances beside each person—some gentle, some playful, and some aloof, all teasing and drawing them in.

Various poses and styles materialized; the possibilities were endless in the illusion. Before long, the crowd began to giggle foolishly, embracing the air or the person next to them, creating a rather bizarre scene.

Even though he controlled the crowd, Ye Chen wasn't feeling great himself. Cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead, and his whole body trembled.

Creating a large-scale common illusion required not only a strong mental force but also a huge amount of soul power. Such an extensive illusion drained a significant portion of his soul power every second. In less than a minute, he felt roughly a third of his soul power dissipate, and it wouldn't be long before the illusion fell apart.

"Time is of the essence; I need to wrap this up quickly." With a glance at the thousands of people entranced in the illusion, Ye Chen whistled.

Suddenly, the Demon Abyss, which was still swirling around him, shot out, transforming into a streak of red light that darted through the crowd like a meteor, leaving behind a long, flowing red tail that marked its own deadly score.

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