Chapter 6 Boiling fighting spirit

At this moment, Ning Rongrong was awakened by the commotion and stepped out of the Sword Hall. Seeing the group of people targeting Ye Chen, she felt very displeased and immediately pointed at Yao Hai's nose, cursing loudly, "You're going too far! I've said that if anyone dares to bully my people again, I will tear them apart, no matter who it is!"

For a moment, the disciples who had come to punish Ye Chen were all silenced, bowing their heads and daring not to say anything more.

But at this moment, Yao Hai's face darkened. He couldn't stand that someone he liked was defending another man like this.

With a slight bow, Yao Hai gritted his teeth and said, "Miss Rongrong, this is a personal grievance between me and Ye Chen. I believe Master Ning won't interfere too much."

Mentioning Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong's momentum instantly weakened a few levels. Her father admired this person a lot. Yao Hai, as an outer disciple, had a high ceiling, and because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's main soul masters were all auxiliary-type soul masters, Yao Hai, who had a strong attacking-type soul, was also highly valued by the sect.

However, at the age of fourteen, Yao Hai had already reached the Spirit Grandmaster level 26. His talent was unparalleled in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, and he was deeply cultivated by the elders of the sect.

Just as they were thinking, a figure suddenly descended from the sky. Upon closer inspection, it was Ning Fengzhi, the sect master, who had personally arrived.

"Dad!"

"Greetings, Master."

In front of the Sword Hall, all the disciples knelt down and bowed, lowering their heads in silence. They hadn't expected this matter to escalate to such an extent, actually attracting the leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. Could it be that he came to help Brother Yao Hai?

"Master, disciples pay their respects."

Yao Hai bowed his head, a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. With the master present now, who could stop him from fighting Ye Chen?

"Get up, everyone." Ning Fengzhi waved his hand expressionlessly and then smiled as he picked up Ning Rongrong. "My silly daughter, why haven't you come home for so many days? Don't you miss daddy?"

"Daddy, I'm here cultivating with Brother Ye Chen. You always say I'm not working hard enough, hmph!"

Ning Rongrong pouted, making Ning Fengzhi dote on her even more as he tapped her little forehead. "You're the smartest. Daddy is just afraid you'll be bullied here."

As soon as he said this, Yao Hai suddenly knelt down and shouted, "Master, Miss Rongrong must have been bullied by that Ye Chen. I just heard him say that Rongrong slept with him. Imagine what happened these past few days!"

"Shut up!"

With a loud slap, Yao Hai's face now bore a fresh red palm mark, and Ning Fengzhi looked at him sternly. "My daughter is not someone you can criticize."

"Yes, it's my fault for being too talkative, but that Ye Chen—"

"Slap, slap!"

Before Yao Hai could finish his sentence, two more slaps came, knocking him down to the ground, spinning several times.

Rubbing his sore hand, Ning Fengzhi looked coldly at Yao Hai. "You're not even qualified to speak ill of Ye Chen."

"Haha, well done!"

Ning Rongrong fiercely waved her little fist, then hugged Ning Fengzhi's neck and kissed his face, her little face almost blooming with joy.

"Hiss..."

Ning Fengzhi's actions made all the disciples present gasp in astonishment. They hadn't expected the sect master to come not to speak up for Yao Hai, but to slap him hard.

Could it be that Yao Hai's relationship with the sect master wasn't as good as rumored? And that Ye Chen was the one the sect master valued the most?

"Master, you..."

Yao Hai, who had stood up, looked incredulous. He never expected that the sect master, who had spoken kindly to him before, would suddenly slap him multiple times.

Suddenly turning his head, Yao Hai stared at Ye Chen with bloodshot eyes. All the humiliation he suffered today was because of that kid.

"It's all because of you that Rongrong doesn't like me, all because of you that the sect master treats me like this."

With only one thought in his mind, Yao Hai wanted to kill the other party.

But wanting to kill Ye Chen within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was almost impossible. With the sect master protecting him, it was nearly impossible to succeed.

But nearly wasn't absolute. Yao Hai had thought of a way to kill him logically.

He immediately pointed at Ye Chen and shouted, "Today we don't have to fight, but I, Yao Hai, want to challenge you to a life-and-death battle. We can wait for several years if necessary."

A life-and-death battle in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had to be accepted once proposed, but when the difference in realms was too great, the initiator with the higher realm had to stop advancing and wait until the acceptor's realm matched theirs before continuing the life-and-death battle!

If the initiator had a lower realm, there was no time limit and the battle could be executed at any time.

"Ye Chen."

Ning Rongrong ran to Ye Chen's side and whispered in his ear.

After listening, Ye Chen couldn't help but shake his head and smile. "Interesting, but why wait for several years? Today is the day of the challenge, and I will fulfill your wish." With that, Ye Chen walked towards the direction of the martial arts arena, where the stage for the life-and-death battle was.

As soon as this was said, it was like a boulder had been thrown into the sea, shocking everyone present as they watched Ye Chen leave. They never expected Ye Chen to be so bold, directly initiating a life-and-death battle!

They knew that Yao Hai was a Spirit Grandmaster at level 26, while Ye Chen was just a Spirit Adept without even a single spirit ring. Was there any suspense in this duel?

A man in the crowd shook his head. "Is Ye Chen crazy? Does he think Yao Hai won't dare to touch him with the sect master backing him? This is a life-and-death battle!"

Upon hearing this, another person was suddenly dumbfounded. "Fighting a Spirit Grandmaster with a Spirit Adept, this battle is unprecedented. Does Ye Chen dare?"

"Sigh!"

The people around shook their heads one after another. In their eyes, Ye Chen was just seeking his own demise by challenging someone far beyond his reach.

"Clang!"

The sword and spear clashed, erupting in a loud and piercing collision. Immediately after, Ye Chen's slender body was thrown dozens of meters away, crashing heavily onto the martial arts arena and kicking up a spray of gravel.

"So this is the power of a Spirit Grandmaster, indeed powerful."

Ye Chen felt a hint of sweetness in his throat, and his hand holding the sword was trembling, but he couldn't stop smiling.

In his first battle with a strong opponent, Ye Chen

 didn't feel scared at all; instead, he felt extremely excited. The fighting desire hidden within him was rising along with the adrenaline rush.

"Come on!"

With a loud laugh, Ye Chen rushed out again, disregarding everything, with his Seven Star Magic Abyss Sword slashing wildly, like a dragon, charging straight at Yao Hai.

"Seeking death!"

A strong killing intent flashed in Yao Hai's eyes. After blocking Ye Chen's attack, he immediately summoned his martial soul.

"Ocean Flame Spear!"

With a roar, Yao Hai's body was engulfed in a brilliant blue flame, and then, all the blue flames converged madly towards his palm, forming a long spear made of flames.

Without holding back, Yao Hai swung the Ocean Flame Spear with all his strength, aiming straight at Ye Chen's forehead.

With a loud clang, Ye Chen's swordsmanship was incredibly fast. He raised the Magic Abyss Sword in his hand and blocked the spear aimed at his life. But his body was thrown back again, though this time, the distance was significantly shorter.

"How can this kid's soul power be so profound? What kind of monster is he?"

Yao Hai tightened his grip on the Ocean Flame Spear. After the exchange just now, he could clearly feel that Ye Chen's attacks had already exceeded the limits that a soul master could achieve, even approaching the attack level of an advanced soul master.

He couldn't drag this on any longer; he had to finish it quickly.

After repelling Ye Chen's attack again, Yao Hai raised the Ocean Flame Spear high during the gap and launched his second martial soul skill with all his might.

"Sea of Flames!"

With a loud roar, Yao Hai threw the Ocean Flame Spear into the air, and then the spear decomposed into densely packed blue flames under the manipulation of soul power, floating in the air like stars, covering half of the martial arts arena.

The surrounding temperature began to rise rapidly. The disciples watching the battle in the stands started sweating, feeling uncomfortable until they retreated more than ten meters away.

"Such powerful energy, I should also exert myself."

Ye Chen put away his sword and stood still, a mysterious smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

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(End of this chapter)