King of Creation-Chapter 22 - Ye Zhen’s Advantage (Part 2)

Even if Ye Zhen’s death seemed a bit suspicious, the Sect would not investigate deeply.

An Outer Disciple dying from a fall could only blame his own ineptitude, and no one else.

This scheming was just too cruel.

“What’s the matter, scared to face the Martial Combat Platform?

You’re a cowardly softie, I knew you wouldn’t dare!” Li Xuelong continued his malicious taunting, a look of pleasure on his face.

“Coward!” Ma Hun’s face showed disdain.

A cold light flashed in Ye Zhen’s eyes; today he would definitely teach Li Xuelong a lesson.

However, these past days he had been preoccupied with his Cultivation, oblivious to Li Xuelong’s actual level of Cultivation.

What was even more critical was that Ye Zhen had only focused on cultivating the Essence Blood Primordial Body Technique passed down by Instructor Liao and had not yet had time to practice any powerful Martial Skills or Body Skills.

Under these conditions, if he wanted to teach Li Xuelong a lesson, he would inevitably need to employ some tactics, fully leveraging his strengths to stand a greater chance of winning.

Ye Zhen was very clear about his biggest advantage at the moment!

“Fine, let’s do this.

Just the Martial Combat Platform, who’s afraid of whom?” said Ye Zhen angrily, his neck stiffening.

“Li Xuelong, have you no shame, bullying a newcomer again?

You want to fight on the Martial Combat Platform, right?

I’ll accompany you!”

Li Xuelong’s face, which had lit up with joy at Ye Zhen agreeing to the Martial Combat Platform, suddenly stiffened, his voice becoming somewhat stammering, “Senior Brother Li!”

“Li Yuncong, you can’t just bully us because you’re third on the land rankings.

Who said we were bullying Ye Zhen?

He was the one who took the initiative to challenge Li Xuelong to the Martial Combat Platform,” Ma Hun said lazily, seeing Li Xuelong’s cowardice.

Li Yuncong, ranked third on the land list.

“Ma Hun, don’t think I don’t know what you guys are up to.” Turning his head, Li Yuncong patted Ye Zhen on the shoulder and said, “Little Junior Brother, don’t bother with them.

Li Xuelong has been an Outer Disciple for over a year now; his Blood Qi tempering is nearly complete, and he’s about to break through to the Fifth Stage of Blood Training.

You’ve only been an Outer Disciple for a few days, right?

Listen to me, practice hard, and after a year or so, challenge him to the Martial Combat Platform again and beat him down.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhen’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Li Xuelong was only at the peak of the Fourth Stage of Blood Training and had not yet broken through to the Fifth Stage.

With this information, Ye Zhen’s chances of victory, originally at fifty percent, soared to eighty percent.

“Senior Brother Li, you don’t know, Li Xuelong almost killed me today.

I must face him on the Martial Combat Platform to let off some steam!” Ye Zhen said, disregarding Li Yuncong’s advice.

“Alright, Ye Zhen, but remember, you said it yourself!” Li Xuelong said joyously, pointing towards the direction of the Donglai Peak Martial Combat Platform, “Let’s go to the Martial Combat Platform!”

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“Thank you, Senior Brother Li!” Ye Zhen winked mysteriously at Li Yuncong, causing him to pause in confusion.

A crowd of black-robed Outer Disciples followed Ye Zhen and Li Xuelong towards the Martial Combat Platform, with some dropping out along the way.

“Hey, there’s excitement over there; how come you’re not going to watch?”

“No suspense there!

That Ye Zhen just advanced from a servant disciple to an Outer Disciple barely ten days ago, he hasn’t even broken through to the Fourth Stage of Blood Training yet.

That Li Xuelong, he’s at the peak of the Fourth Stage of Blood Training.”

“No suspense, sure, but there’s excitement to be had!

Don’t forget, Ye Zhen was the first in the Fish-Dragon Path among the servant disciples last year!”

“Bullshit, didn’t last year’s first in the Fish-Dragon Path among the servant disciples get crippled by Ma Hun?

But you’re right, Cultivation in the mountains is boring; let’s just enjoy the show.”

Hearing the crowd’s comments, Li Yuncong sighed quietly, looking at Ye Zhen with a hint of pity.

With his keen sight, he could tell that Ye Zhen’s Cultivation seemed to have reached the Fourth Stage of Blood Training, but how could he be a match for the established tough player, Li Xuelong?

The Martial Combat Platform was one of the most bustling places on Donglai Peak.

Donglai Peak was home to over eight thousand Outer Disciples, especially young male disciples prone to impulsive fervor, and due to the Sect’s prohibition on private fighting, disciples often went to the Martial Combat Platform to resolve their grudges.

“Bang!”

A loud explosion rang out as a black-robed Outer Disciple was kicked off one of the Martial Combat Platforms and spat out blood while flying through the air.

Instantly, there were cheers from some and others rushing to help.

The victorious disciple on the platform was smug and triumphant.

“Ye Zhen, you coward, aren’t you coming on stage to meet your end?” A triumphant Li Xuelong leaped onto the Martial Combat Platform.

“Ye Zhen, are you really going to fight Li Xuelong on the Martial Combat Platform?

I heard that Li Xuelong is notoriously ruthless among the Outer Disciples.

Anyone who has faced him on the platform has come away with broken arms and legs at the least.”

“Ye Zhen, if you ask me, it’s better to step back and enjoy the vast sea and sky.

Just swallow this anger, won’t you?” Shi Tianjia advised with some hesitation.

The commotion here was quite big, and at some point, Shi Tianjia and Feng Haoran had also made their way to the front of Ye Zhen.

“I can’t stand it.

If I tolerate it this time, next time he will dare to shit on your head!” Feng Haoran looked disdainfully at Shi Tianjia and said, “Fight him, even if it means losing.

Fight with all your might, trading injury for injury, even if it’s just with bites, you have to scare him, make him not dare to bully you again!”

“But it’s a guaranteed loss, there’s simply no need…”

“Who wins and who loses is still uncertain.” With a cold snort, Ye Zhen suddenly leaped onto the Martial Combat Platform.

As soon as Ye Zhen stepped onto the Martial Combat Platform, Golden Yuanbao, who always hung around there, started shouting, “Golden Yuanbao’s betting pool is open!

The number one from Fish-Dragon Path, Ye Zhen versus Li Xuelong, come place your bets, Ye Zhen wins, it’s three to one, no, one to three, Li Xuelong wins, one to….”

He had only opened the betting for a moment when Golden Yuanbao suddenly became shocked because he realized that while he was announcing the odds for Ye Zhen, none of the surrounding Outer Disciples showed any interest, but when he mentioned Li Xuelong’s odds, the eyes of the many waiting Outer Disciples suddenly converged on him.

Golden Yuanbao was all too aware that Ye Zhen had only just recently become an Outer Disciple and, seeing Ye Zhen’s angry face, thought that Ye Zhen had been provoked into stepping up.

“Damn, if this betting pool opens, it’s literally like giving money away.

It’s going to bankrupt me!”

With a spin of his eyes, Golden Yuanbao suddenly clutched his stomach, “Ow, my stomach, it hurts, must be something bad I ate!” With a cry of pain, Golden Yuanbao clutched his stomach and vanished into a puff of smoke, disappearing in an instant.

The black-robed Outer Sect Disciples who were about to bet and make easy money pointed at the retreating figure of Golden Yuanbao and cursed loudly, berating him for being too cunning and slippery.

“Heh, I was ready to bet a few hundred taels on Li Xuelong and make a killing.

Looks like I won’t make that money now,” said Ma Hun with schadenfreude from below the platform.

“Senior Brother Li, please take the stage to be a witness, so no one can accuse me of bullying a newcomer.

It was Ye Zhen who challenged me willingly!” Li Xuelong suddenly said to Li Yuncong below the platform, a flash of coldness in his eyes.

Without any hesitation, Li Yuncong agreed.

“We are all fellow disciples of the same sect, and even though this is a martial contest, try to stop at an appropriate point!” Li Yuncong said, “Alright, let the fight begin!”

“Hahahaha, Senior Brother Li, if I can hold back, I will stop at the appropriate point.” Amidst his laughter, Li Xuelong’s aura suddenly changed, he stomped on the ground, and his fist shadow transformed, exuding an intense, fierce aura, and like a fierce tiger coming down the mountain, he pounced towards Ye Zhen.

Top-grade Mortal Level Fist Technique—Four-direction Dragon Tiger Fist!

The pouncing Li Xuelong’s speed became increasingly faster, his fist shadows ever more rapid, even conjuring another illusion.

In the end, his entire being seemed to transform into a ferocious tiger rushing downhill towards Ye Zhen!

By contrast, Ye Zhen appeared to be dazed, standing there with a starting posture of the most basic Bear King Mountain Carrying Fist.

“Still using the Lower-grade Mortal Level Bear King Mountain Carrying Fist, at this time, what is he still holding back for?” Shi Tianjia furrowed his brows.

“He isn’t holding back; he just doesn’t know how!

That day, he didn’t even enter the Scripture Storage Tower!” Feng Haoran also displayed a hint of worry in his eyes.

“To face me and dare to use an outdated technique like the Bear King Mountain Carrying Fist, he’s seeking death!”

Roar!

Li Xuelong released an intimidating tiger roar from his mouth and nose, his fists like razor-sharp claws covering down towards Ye Zhen.

Dragon Walk and Tiger Pounce!

Ye Zhen still did not move an inch, except that his eyes were fixed on Li Xuelong’s descending fists.

“Has Ye Zhen been scared stiff or what?” Already, some in the crowd below the Martial Combat Platform started to sigh.

Almost at the same time as this sigh, Ye Zhen abruptly moved, his body shook, bone-cracking noises erupted, and his fists roared out.

Bear King Mountain Support!

The most ordinary of the Bear King Mountain Support, but because of Ye Zhen’s grasp of timing, precisely met Li Xuelong’s fists head-on.

Cultivation, and the super pure Blood Qi within his body, that was Ye Zhen’s advantage.

At the instant his fists were thrown, the Blood Qi Vortex inside his Dantian trembled fiercely, and a torrent of massive and pure Blood Qi surged forth.

Before his fists even clashed, the densely covered Qi Gang five inches from Ye Zhen’s palms already blasted forward.

Hiss hiss hiss!

The sound of fingers being severed abruptly rang out, and Li Xuelong’s five fingers were directly sliced off by the Qi Gang outside Ye Zhen’s palms and flew out, blood splattering everywhere!

“Ah, my hand!”

As Li Xuelong’s screams filled the air, those Outer Disciples who initially thought the fight dull and were about to leave instinctively turned their heads and their eyes immediately bulged out wide.

It wasn’t just Li Xuelong’s fingers being cut off; Ye Zhen’s fist heavily landed on Li Xuelong’s severed palm, sending him flying like a broken kite.

At the same moment, Ye Zhen’s figure already chased after him like a shadow.

Ma Hun, who had been leisurely prepared to witness Ye Zhen’s miserable defeat, was taken aback, stunned still, shouting incredulously, “How can this be possible!”

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PS: The second update is delivered.

The owed third update might be late, around twelve o’clock.

I apologize for the slow hands, brothers, please understand!