Martial Defiance Across Nine Thousand Realms-Chapter 59 – Boundless arrogance

"Is that so?"

Ye Han chuckled, his heart filled with disdain.

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Before his Eternal Invincible Dragon Body, what constitution dared to boast supremacy?

The so-called Dragon Body's momentum, in Ye Han's eyes, was nothing but a joke.

"No wonder Feng Wuliang is so fond of Ye Zhixuan!" Ye Han spoke up.

The long-standing puzzle finally had an answer!

No wonder Ye Zhixuan could forge a connection with an unreachable being like Feng Wuliang and receive such favor, becoming an Inner Disciple as soon as she entered the Academy.

Wasn't Ye Zhixuan's theft of his Heavenly Dragon Battle Physique intricately related to the legendary Dragon Body?

The transformation of a serpent into a dragon!

Such events were indeed recorded in ancient legends.

"If I were to give Feng Wuliang a strand of Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Qi now, would it drive him mad, leading him to kill Ye Zhixuan with his own hands?"

A wicked thought emerged in Ye Han's mind.

Would a strand of Five-Clawed Golden Dragon Qi drive Feng Wuliang to madness?

Would it make him die of jealousy?

Of course, that was impossible!

Ye Zhixuan, he would personally kill her sooner or later, to avenge his grievances.

As for Feng Wuliang, whatever once-in-a-millennium talent or reincarnated ancient god he was said to be, he might not be that powerful.

The more Elder Ji spoke, the clearer Ye Han understood how terrifying and precious his Eternal Invincible Dragon Body was.

True dragons hidden, Dragon Body unseen!

In Ye Han's view, even if a real Dragon Body appeared in the Primordial Void Domain, it would be insignificant before his Eternal Invincible Dragon Body.

"In any case, Ye Han, be careful!"

After Elder Ji finished speaking, he left the place.

Ye Han quietly awaited the upcoming battle, and soon, the third round commenced.

His opponent was still a genius from the Limitless Sword Sect.

Also at the Divine Power Realm, eight layers, this person had an extraordinary foundation, no weaker than Wan Jingshan.

The sword qi assault was unable to break through Ye Han's defense, and in just a few moves, he was defeated and eliminated on the spot.

In the fourth round, another Divine Power Realm, eight layers expert from the Limitless Sword Sect faced him.

The outcome was predictably similar.

These people were strong, hailing from the Limitless Sword Sect, with decent Swordsmanship skills.

Unfortunately, the gap between them and Ye Han was too vast; they were no match for him.

"Luo Tianzheng, you're truly naive!"

After eliminating another opponent, Ye Han's gaze pierced through the crowd, looking at Luo Tianzheng with a hint of sarcasm.

Defeated before the battle even began!

Luo Tianzheng probably lacked the confidence to win, resorting to these underhanded tactics.

Ye Han didn't believe his luck could be so good, facing Divine Power Realm, eight layers opponents in every round.

After all, although there were many Outer Sect disciples, those at the Divine Power Realm, eight layers, especially those on the verge of the Qi Explosion Realm, were few.

Thinking of using these useless fellows to deplete his divine power and vitality for a slim chance of victory?

What a colossal joke!

Even if Ye Han fought back-to-back battles against hundreds of Divine Power Realm, eight layers experts, his strength would not be diminished, remaining at his peak and invincible.

His divine power was at least a hundred times more robust than these Divine Power Realm martial artists, unshaken even against ordinary Qi Explosion Realm experts.

After ten rounds and three hours, Ye Han had fought through ten rounds and finally broke into the final showdown.

Luo Tianzheng, Lin Xiu, Ye Han.

The three of them ranked in the top three with a record of ten victories each.

This preliminary ranking was based on realm, and naturally, with Ye Han at the Divine Power Realm, eight layers, he was placed third.

But it didn't matter; these were just temporary rankings.

In the square, twenty figures had all arrived, exchanging glances, waiting for the draw.

"Ye Han, you're dead!"

Luo Tianzheng's cold murderous intent was undisguised as he looked at Ye Han with a predatory glare.

Despite his expectations, Luo Tianzheng still found it hard to accept Ye Han's presence here, also with ten victories, in the final battle of the Outer Sect disciples.

He even felt as if he was in a surreal dream.

Just a few months ago, Ye Han was a nobody in front of him, someone who could be trampled at will, slapped half to death with a single blow.

One was an eagle soaring in the sky, the other not even a sparrow on the ground, with a chasm-like gap between them.

And today, Ye Han stood in the final battle arena of the Outer Sect disciples, even with a chance to compete for the top three. How could Luo Tianzheng bear it?

"I suggest you directly pair me with Luo Tianzheng!"

Ye Han turned his gaze, addressing the Academy elder responsible for the draw.

The group of people standing there couldn't help but give him strange looks.

Ye Han's name had recently spread throughout the Academy; after all, it was extremely rare for an Outer Sect disciple to cause such a stir.

Witnessing him today, they realized just how arrogant Ye Han was.

Daring to challenge Luo Tianzheng like this?

Arrogance comes at a price; without strength, it's not called arrogance, it's called ignorance of death.

There have been thousands, if not tens of thousands, of arrogant fools beaten to death in the history of the Academy.

"The first round of the final battle, Ye Han versus Zhu Zixiao."

"Luo Tianzheng versus Zhao Yu..."

The elder from the Academy announced, and the first round of the draw was out.

"Brother Luo, I will personally cripple this ignorant fool."

Zhu Zixiao immediately stepped forward, respectfully addressing Luo Tianzheng.

If he could use this battle to connect with Luo Tianzheng, joining the Limitless Sword Sect in the future would not be a dream.

Even without any personal grudge against Ye Han, Zhu Zixiao didn't mind showing goodwill to Luo Tianzheng.

"Hmm!"

Luo Tianzheng nodded slightly, straightforward and without pretense: "After the competition, come to the Limitless Sword Sect to register!"

"Thank you, Brother Luo!"

Zhu Zixiao was ecstatic, hastily bowing in gratitude.

"Idiot!"

Ye Han glanced at Zhu Zixiao.

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So eager to show loyalty so soon? No sense of the situation.

Those who made it into the top twenty were all extraordinary, even concealing their true skills, but what of it?

If they truly had confidence and strength, who would bother with these antics?

After the elder finished reading, the twenty contestants were divided into different battlefields, and the first round of the final battle began.

"Ye Han, there are many like you in the Academy, and they often end up in a sorry state."

Zhu Zixiao looked at Ye Han: "You don't really think that with ten victories, you could possibly compete for the top three, do you?"

Snap!!!

In an instant, Ye Han made his move.

Like a shadow darting through light, he rapidly approached Zhu Zixiao.

A slap was thrown out, and Zhu Zixiao raised his arm in a hurry to block.

But Ye Han's strike was immensely powerful and brutally straightforward, the loud slap landing on Zhu Zixiao's face.

Boom!!!

Immediately after, a punch landed on Zhu Zixiao's shoulder.

He was sent flying ten meters away, crashing to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"How dare you!"

"Hundred Refined True Blood!"

Zhu Zixiao was furious, his bloodline surging.

Although he didn't possess a special constitution, his bloodline was extraordinary, concealing the Hundred Refined True Blood, waiting for the final battle to burst forth and contend for a ranking.

This was why Zhu Zixiao was still confident despite Ye Han's ten victories.

"Your nonsense is really... too much!"

Ye Han took a step forward, his right arm reaching down from the sky, pressing hard on Zhu Zixiao's shoulder.

He could feel the blood and energy in Zhu Zixiao's body surging, a hidden power about to erupt.

Unfortunately, there are countless bloodlines in the world, and not all special bloodlines are strong.

Before the power of the Eternal Invincible Dragon Body, this Hundred Refined True Blood was meaningless.

With a powerful swing, Zhu Zixiao's entire body was flung a hundred meters away by Ye Han, tossed out like a small chick.

"Annoying!"

Ye Han glanced into the distance and stood quietly in the center of the arena.

The first round, a complete victory!

"The final battle of twenty, at most four rounds, will be over soon."

"Luo Tianzheng, today I will trample your pride underfoot!"

Ye Han fixed his gaze on the battle between Luo Tianzheng and Zhao Yu not far away.

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