Nine Revolutions Star Technique

A person on the Genius Rankings!

What kind of existence is that?

The youths participating in this sect selection tournament are all geniuses of their own cities. And those who can make it onto the Genius Rankings are geniuses among geniuses!

This time, he's actually looking for trouble with Ye Qingchen?

In an instant.

People around Ye Qingchen immediately scattered.

The young geniuses who were previously lying on the ground, wailing with broken hands and feet, scrambled to escape, avoiding him as if he were the plague.

Only Ye Qingchen and his sister Ye Qing were left standing in their place.

Ye Qingchen's gaze shifted slightly; he spotted Chu Minghui in the crowd.

"That's right, it's me!"

Ye Qingchen did not retreat or evade, facing Chu Mingyang head-on.

Chu Mingyang quietly sized up Ye Qingchen, then suddenly laughed: "Your composure isn't bad. No wonder you were able to defeat my brother!"

He abruptly restrained his smile, his eyes gleaming coldly: "But our Chu Family cannot be insulted. Sever your own hands and feet, crawl out of the Imperial Capital, and I might spare your life! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The surrounding people were already trembling under the weight of this murderous aura, casting sympathetic glances towards Ye Qingchen.

A strong person on the Genius Rankings!

Although Ye Qingchen previously showed his power, beating Yi Taichu, Wang Qinghu, and others into the ground, how could he face such an existence?

"This kid is in big trouble; he won't escape this calamity!"

"Ha, I don't believe you're invincible in the world and don't even take Chu Mingyang seriously!"

"Karma has arrived!"

The young geniuses couldn't help but think to themselves.

Especially An Mengxiang, whose eyes gleamed with spite.

She resented Ye Qingchen for slapping her in public, demeaning her prideful beauty. Now, seeing him in trouble, a sense of schadenfreude surged within her heart.

"What should he do?"

An Mengxiang thought to herself, looking towards Ye Qingchen.

At this moment, only by kowtowing and admitting his mistake could he save his life.

But Ye Qingchen stood unmoving, gazing at Chu Mingyang with a faint smile: "Your Chu Family has such arrogance! You're allowed to bully, but others are not allowed to resist?"

"Seems you're unwilling to sever your own hands and feet!" Chu Mingyang squinted, eyes flashing sharply.

"That's right!" Ye Qingchen replied calmly.

"Big brother, why bother talking with him!" Chu Minghui couldn't contain himself, "Since he's unwilling, then beat him into submission!"

"Fine, let me see what you can do!"

As the words fell.

A massive pressure suddenly erupted, filling the entire street. The presence of a Half-Step Spiritual Sea Realm was terrifying, crushing everyone so they couldn't breathe.

When the aura reached its peak, Chu Mingyang suddenly raised his hand and swung.

Cloud-Flipping Hand!

A giant hand three meters wide formed out of thin air, like a massive millstone, fiercely slapping towards Ye Qingchen. Even rocks might be pulverized by this strike!

"Hiss!"

Everyone around couldn't help but inhale sharply.

Chu Mingyang's strength was far greater than Chu Minghui's. Each of his moves was like that of an ancient tyrant. The target of the palm wasn't them, but it nevertheless left them breathless.

In response, Ye Qingchen stood with only a punch.

"Boom!"

A dull sound immediately erupted.

The giant palm was shattered by Ye Qingchen's punch, blown apart.

Before anyone could react, Chu Mingyang was already rushing forward. Each step he took on the ground sounded like thunder, as if a giant elephant treaded, leaving deep pits and sending shattered rocks flying in all directions.

He dragged his saber at his right side, the blade scraping the ground, carving a deep furrow.

Like a toppling mountain, he thundered towards Ye Qingchen, brazenly crushing forward, and in an instant, he was right in front of Ye Qingchen.

The next moment.

In everyone's eyes, Chu Mingyang's saber blade twisted and sliced down. A dazzling saber light burst forth like a sudden silver moon, with moonlight spinning violently, screeching towards Ye Qingchen's face.

The wheel of blades twisted, stirring a gust of wind that lifted Ye Qingchen's long hair and made his robes flap.

Facing the charging Chu Mingyang, Ye Qingchen suddenly tightened his grip, drew his sword, and pointed forward. In the void appeared a flash of sword light, like a shooting star streaking by.

"Clang!"

The collision of sword and saber.

A crisp metallic ringing burst forth.

BOOM—

Terrifying power rumbled, spreading out, shattering the surrounding ground into shards, dissipating into a cloud of dust.

"How is this possible?"

Upon seeing this scene.

Everyone present was frozen in place.

Chu Minghui's eyes were filled with shock, while An Mengxiang's face was greatly changed nearby.

They were well aware of Chu Mingyang's strength, ranked sixty-ninth on the Genius Rankings, with cultivation reaching the Half-Step Spirit Sea Realm, a monstrous talent. Yet this boy could confront him equally, not yielding?

"What?"

None were more surprised than Chu Mingyang.

"I don't believe it!"

Chu Mingyang roared, the saber in his hand whirling swiftly. In the blink of an eye, twelve deadly slashes were launched, the fastest of which even split the air.

In an instant, it seemed as if twelve master swordsmen attacked in unison.

The revolving blade even enveloped Ye Qingchen's sister, Ye Qing, who stood behind him.

Twelve Overlapping Waves!

Yellow Grade Top-Grade Saber Technique!

"Hmph!"

Ye Qingchen snorted coldly, murderous intent flashing in his eyes as he swung his sword decisively.

"Zheng!"

A crisp sword's cry resonated amidst the emptiness, and in that moment, everyone only saw a brief flash, then behold, innumerable sword lights like a torrential rain cascaded towards Chu Mingyang.

This move was precisely Ye Qingchen's 'Torrential Rain Sword Technique' fused with 'Killer Sword Form'.

In the eyes of the observers, the unavoidable, inescapable blade light, when met with this torrent of sword light, melted away like snow under a scorching sun, vanishing in an instant. Moreover, the remaining sword rain directly hurled towards Chu Mingyang.

"Not good!"

Chu Mingyang retreated violently, his face ashen.

He originally thought he could easily crush his opponent. But Ye Qingchen's sword shattered all his confidence.

Everyone watched in shock.

Chu Mingyang's body bore multiple punctures, blood gushing like a fountain, had he not fled swiftly, that strike from Heaven-shocking before, could have ended him there!

Gritting his teeth.

Chu Mingyang could only steel himself and charge again.

But alas, no matter what he tried, he couldn't sustain himself.

"Kneel before me!"

In the shocked eyes of the crowd, Ye Qingchen swung down his sword.

This strike seemed casual, light as a feather at first, hardly noteworthy. But then it loomed large, like an avalanche.

"Not good!"

At this moment.

Chu Mingyang found himself with nowhere to escape, barely managing to raise his long saber, and had to grit and bear Ye Qingchen's sword.

"Boom!!"

A dull sound resonated.

Chu Mingyang was slashed from the sky to the ground by Ye Qingchen, brutally forced to his knees, his knee sinking deep into the earth. With a cracking sound, his kneecap shattered in response.

"This is bad!"

The heart of everyone sank.