Supreme Sword God-Chapter 522 - 521: The First Battle of the Cyan Cloud Banquet, Starry Sky River!

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Chapter 522: Chapter 521: The First Battle of the Cyan Cloud Banquet, Starry Sky River!

Ye Chen faced Guo Tian, who ranked fifth on the Qingyun Ranking, with the same domineering strength as always!

Since he hadn’t decided which of the top ten on the Qingyun Ranking to target, Guo Tian delivered himself.

Is being fifth on the Qingyun Ranking impressive?

He’ll still be cut down to the ground in a moment!

With Guo Tian defeated, he would become the fifth on the Qingyun Ranking. Even though this Qingyun Banquet has more secretly cultivated prodigies than before, this position should be enough to secure a spot to the Celestial Extinction Ancient Tomb.

"Ye Chen, give me the Jinghong Sword, and I will help you suppress everything."

Another person standing at the forefront spoke up.

This person carried a sword on his back with an expression of pride. Upon closer inspection, Ye Chen found that this guy bore a resemblance to his senior sister Liu Meng’Er!

Daring to speak so arrogantly, Ye Chen already guessed his identity, the first on the Qingyun Ranking, Liu Chaoran from the Celestial Demon Sect, also the son of Sect Leader Liu Qing!

He had not yet found out the exact relationship between Senior Sister Liu Meng’Er and the Celestial Demon Sect, but he had some general guesses.

It was very likely that Senior Sister Liu Meng’Er was a descendant of the previous generation of the Celestial Demon Sect’s leader.

Because the core secret art of the Celestial Demon Sect is the Celestial Demon Attraction.

Liu Meng’Er had once used the Celestial Demon Attraction to save Ye Chen.

This implied that even though the current sect leader of the Celestial Demon Sect is Liu Meng’Er’s uncle, he is also her father’s murderer.

This guy named Liu Chaoran is also Liu Meng’Er’s enemy!

The enemy of the senior sister is my enemy!

In the darkest moments of his life, it was Yang Tianji, Hua Qianxue, Yuan Polu, Liu Meng’Er, Fatty, Luo Tian, and the others who made him feel the warmth of the world again.

And besides.

Setting aside that point, Liu Chaoran coveting his Jinghong Sword makes him no good either!

"I can suppress all enemies myself, without needing the help of others," Ye Chen said calmly.

Ye Chen’s confidence made most people present sneer.

The contempt in Liu Chaoran’s eyes was undisguised, "It’s still too early for you to say such things, but I hope you can enter the top ten of the Qingyun Ranking, so I might be interested in taking your Jinghong Sword.

If you don’t have the strength of a top ten on the Qingyun Ranking, even if you hold the Jinghong Sword, I disdain taking a weakling’s possession."

Looking at Liu Chaoran, Ye Chen smirked coldly, "If I’m unwilling to give my things away, anyone who dares to reach for them should be prepared to lose a hand!"

Liu Chaoran didn’t respond further, thinking that Ye Chen didn’t deserve to be his opponent yet.

The preparation area remained tense, with arrows already set on the strings, ready to launch.

At this moment.

A middle-aged man sitting on a high platform stood up.

This was Wang Haichao, the Patriarch of the Wang Family in Celestial Cyan City, and he presided over this year’s Qingyun Banquet.

Wang Haichao spoke some customary encouraging words and then explained the rules of the Qingyun Banquet.

Each person not on the Qingyun Ranking has one challenge opportunity, allowing them to challenge anyone on the Qingyun Ranking!

Those already on the Qingyun Ranking have three challenge opportunities.

Everyone can fight a maximum of three matches; after three rounds, no one is allowed to challenge anymore.

Wang Haichao explained the simple rules once, and everyone understood them clearly.

After announcing the rules, Wang Haichao returned to his original position.

The atmosphere in the preparation area became even more tense instantly!

"Ye Chen, do you dare to fight me?"

Guo Fenglin from the Holy Fist Sect shouted impatiently.

After being humiliated by Ye Chen on the street last time, with both hands and feet broken, he dreamed day and night of tearing Ye Chen to pieces.

Ye Chen remained calm.

Since Guo Fenglin was so eager, he might as well fulfill his wish!

"As you wish," Ye Chen replied calmly.

Guo Fenglin looked at Guo Tian and said, "Brother, last time I shamed the Holy Fist Sect, but I’ll reclaim our honor myself!"

By this time, Ye Chen had already leaped from the preparation area onto the enormous arena for the competition.

Guo Fenglin followed closely, flying out.

As soon as his foot landed, he bellowed, "Ye Chen, the humiliation you inflicted on me that day, I will repay you a hundredfold today!"

With his words, a turbulent gust of wind surged from Guo Fenglin, and his momentum was far stronger than when he faced Ye Chen days earlier!

A wave of heated exclamations erupted among the spectators.

"Unity Realm Ninth Layer..."

"Guo Fenglin was severely injured by Ye Chen last time. It’s only been a few days, and not only has he healed but also advanced two levels. No wonder he’s so confident in seeking revenge on Ye Chen!"

"He’s forcibly increased his cultivation level. Although it has greatly enhanced his strength, it has created significant repercussions for his future. Doing this at the Unity Realm will make stepping into the Heaven-Reaching Realm doubly difficult!"

"It seems Guo Fenglin is determined to take revenge personally; otherwise, he wouldn’t make such a decision."

"Actually, this isn’t necessarily a bad thing for Guo Fenglin. Being overwhelmed by Ye Chen once must have greatly affected his mental state. If he doesn’t seek revenge himself, it will forever be an insurmountable hurdle in his heart, affecting his future advancement to the Heaven-Reaching Realm even more!"

"Exactly, he is a genius of the Holy Fist Sect and the son of Vice Sect Leader Guo. They wouldn’t let him act recklessly. His forceful enhancement of his cultivation obviously received the nod from the strong within the Holy Fist Sect. There’s only one reason for this: to help him overcome that mental barrier!"

"Ye Chen will have a tough first battle; he might suffer a crushing defeat in the first match..."

"That might not be the case. Ye Chen easily defeated Guo Fenglin last time, and he has acquired the Jinghong Sword from the Celestial Soldier Pavilion!"

"Hmph, so what if he got the Jinghong Sword? With his current power, he might not be able to unleash the sword’s potential!"

On the arena.

Guo Fenglin’s face twisted with rage, red veins showing in his eyes.

Ye Chen appeared calm, as if basking in the warmth of spring.

The contrast in their demeanors was stark!

"Last time, you dodged my punch; this time, I won’t give you the chance!" Guo Fenglin roared, his hands clenching into fists, his arms suddenly shuddering!

"Boom!"

A colossal shadow materialized around Guo Fenglin. Compared to last time, this shadow was much more solid, its pressure spreading and making the air on the arena heavy!

Furthermore, as Guo Fenglin slowly raised his right arm, the gigantic shadow also slowly lifted its tree-like arm.

Previously, he couldn’t control the Saint King Fist, but now he could barely manage it, which gave Guo Fenglin the confidence that Ye Chen wouldn’t evade his strike!

"Ye Chen, you sliced my limbs and trampled me into the ground; today, I will crush every bone in your body and let you feel the shame of being trampled underfoot!"

Guo Fenglin shouted hysterically, then stepped forward, charging towards Ye Chen with the massive, mountain-like shadow.

The arena ground shook, thundering with a roaring sound, the momentum violently aggressive.

All the spectators held their breath, eyes wide, afraid to miss any detail of what was to come!

As Guo Fenglin charged in front of Ye Chen, he hurled his right fist.

The colossal shadow’s fist followed, crashing down on Ye Chen!

The resounding crash echoed like a landslide or tsunami!

Just as the violent force was about to hit Ye Chen, a cold glint flashed in Ye Chen’s eyes. As his mind stirred, the Seven-Star Sword Formation whistled out, heading straight towards the incoming punch from Guo Fenglin.

The dazzling sword light seemed like a river of stars that spanned the galaxy, descending to earth!