The Eternal Heart

Many disciples trembled in their minds from Wang Lingyun’s tragic end.

By comparison, Chen Yu’s former performance of throwing people was still considered to be a “gentle” behavior.

“Chen Yu! I will repay you tenfold for the humiliation I faced today.”

Wang Lingyun gritted his jaw. He reached up to wipe the traces of blood from the corner of his lips with unprecedented rancor emitting from his eyes.

He already understood that only he or Chen Yu could exist in the Yunyue Sect.

Chen Yu walked off the stage, but he naturally could feel Wang Lingyun’s vicious gaze. He was absolutely resolved to eliminate this boy if he had a good opportunity to do so!

Even though he already overtook Wang Lingyun, he didn’t want to have to be on guard against this viper in the dark.

The sixth round of the competition was executed in a regular and thorough manner.

There were only 70 odd disciples on the field who hadn’t been eliminated until now.

That also meant that two-thirds of the disciples had already been eliminated since the start of the knockout competition.

Duan Xiaolong, Nangong Li, and Hu Yiba were still powerful as their opponents basically conceded.

A battle at the tail end of the sixth round garnered people’s attention.

“Get lost!” said a man with droopy eyebrows in an entirely strict voice. The jet-black metal stick in his hands whistled in a dull tone. Deep and resounding Inner Breath supported the metal stick, making it incomparably bold and powerful.

“It’s Fang Xing!”

“This person was eighth in the Great Tournament last year. His power swelled a lot this year!”

Many disciples recognized Fang Xing.

Fang Xing’s opponent was a pretty woman who held a soft sword in her hands. The image of a sword glistened through the remnants of the light when she brandished the sword.

“Tong Yuling.”

Chen Yu recognized that woman in a single glance. She was the Elder Martial Sister who killed the Bald Bloody Hand with him last time.

What Chen Yu found unexpected was that Tong Yuling could actually battle with Fang Xing easily.

Based on his impression, Tong Yuling’s strength should roughly be in the outer sect’s top 15. There was a discrepancy between her and the group of people like Fang Xing and Yang Fan, who were in the top 10.

“World Sweeping Rod!”

Inner Breath surged and whistled deep on the metal rod in the hands of Fang Xing, the man with the droopy eyebrows. All of a sudden, the image of a rod that resembled a pillar appeared when he waved his rod. It had the grandeur that could cleave a mountain and one where a single rod could sweep across 10,000 armies.

The might and strength of that rod was just like an attack from a martial artist who was practically at the limit of the Connective Meridian stage.

“Spirit Snake Sword Dance!”

Tong Yuling didn’t withdraw in the slightest. The soft sword in her hands shook as though it had turned into a sword snake that came to life. A cold arc of astonishing Inner Breath burst forth as a bloody awn faintly flashed across its surface.

Not only was that sword strangely moving like it was alive, the Inner Breath that exploded from the sword even topped Fang Xing’s.

Pu, chi!

That sword that resembled a spirit snake slapped the metal rod. Fang Xing swayed and appeared to be in disbelief.

In the next moment, Tong Yuling seized the opportunity to cut in. The cold light and bloody awn on her soft sword intertwined. It wound around the metal rod as she abruptly flung it.

“No!”

Fang Xing cried out in fear, but the metal rod had already left his hands.

Clank!

The metal rod fell to the ground from mid-air, leaving behind a Fang Xing, who was beside himself and in disbelief.

“How can this be possible…my cultivation has already reached the peak Connective Meridian stage. I can even contend for the top 5.”

Fang Xing found it difficult to accept reality.

He was ranked 10th in the outer sect during the last tournament only due to one bout of carelessness, which made him lose to Huang Yuan who was ranked 7th.

He had improved significantly during this tournament and originally intended to strive for top 5 with his strength. If his performance was slightly better, some important figure in the sect might fancy him and he could even enter the inner sect.

He won several consecutive matches in the preceding matches. His luck was still pretty good since he didn’t encounter opponents that were too powerful.

He never thought that he would be defeated in the hands of the loser from the last tournament in the sixth round.

In front of the Array Board.

An old man in black robes reached out with his finger and pointed. A light blue chain of air that could be seen with the naked eye struck the Array Board.

Whoosh!

Tong Yuling’s ranking jumped up on the Array Board.

One could see that Tong Yuling’s results were also six consecutive victories. She stood side by side with Nangong Li, Le Feng, Chen Yu, and the rest.

“Another dark horse!”

“This Tong Yuling really improved a lot. Looking at her strength just now, she can totally strive for top 5.”

There was a wave of discussion offstage.

Chen Yu and Le Feng had somewhat unexpected looks on their faces.

Tong Yuling walked off with all smiles. The look on her face said that her victory over this match was to be expected.

“Tong Yuling didn’t have this strength when killing the Bald Bloody Hand last time. Could it be that she encountered some fortune recently?”

Chen Yu couldn’t help but ponder about it.

If Tong Yuling had this strength, she could kill the Bald Bloody Hand alone last time.

Fortunately, Chen Yu soon figured it out.

The sect world was wonderful and mysterious, monstrous, and variegated. He wasn’t the only one who could obtain a fortune. There might be many existences similar to him.

Soon after, the sixth round of random battles came to an end.

After six rounds of battle, there were only 19 people who could maintain the record of consecutive victories!

“That brat actually entered the top 20.”

Wang Lingyun was resentful and unwilling to accept this.

As long as Chen Yu’s luck wasn’t too bad, there practically wouldn’t be any pressure for him to charge to the top 20 and enter the next “ranked matches” based on this trend.

“Relax! He only had a bit of good luck and didn’t encounter disciples in the top 10,” Huang Yuan said in a cold voice.

“There are fewer and fewer disciples remaining, so the probability of encountering those in the top 10 is already very great.”

A hint of a cruel smile appeared on the corner of Hu Yiba’s lips.

Indeed.

After going through one elimination round after the other, there were already even fewer disciples remaining.

“Everyone.”

Wang LIngyun suddenly gritted his teeth. “If whoever amongst you can defeat Chen Yu and stop his continuous victories, I, Wang Lingyun, will offer up a 50-year Spirit Cordyceps. In addition to that, I’ll add on 500 Substandard Metastones as well.”

Once those words left his mouth, the few people in the “Circle of Villans” looked at Wang Lingyun in shock.

A 50-year Spirit Cordyceps, as well as 500 Substandard Metastones were already great sums to outer sect disciples.

Even to the young master of a clan like Wang Lingyun, these were all resources that were very hard to come by.

“I will also add 1,000 Substandard Metastones on top of that. The 1,000 Metastones will belong to whoever can teach Chen Yu a lesson on stage.”

The delicate and soft voice of a young lady could be heard.

Everyone cast sidelong glances as a pure charming young lady came along. It was Jiang Yun’er.

As a beautiful young lady that people chased after, that kind of humiliation and resentment Jiang Yun’er faced having Chen Yu throw her off the stage in front of everybody was something she rarely faced in her entire life.

“It’s a deal.”

Hu Yiba and Huang Yuan exchanged a glance as they wore smiles on their faces.

A total of 1,500 Substandard Metastones and one 50-year Spirit Cordyceps was already extremely enticing.

Besides, if they could accomplish this matter, they might even be in the good graces of this beauty, Jiang Yun’er.

“Haha! Can we participate in such a good matter as well?”

A few figures heard this and approached this side.

The reward Wang Lingyun and Jiang Yun’er were offering was enough to tempt any outer sect disciple.

“Of course you can.”

Wang Lingyun was over the moon.

He didn’t have such great power to rally supporters with his strength alone, but the effect increased several folds with the addition of this beauty, Jiang Yun’er.

For a moment, a total of five or six elites from the outer sect rubbed their fists and palms as they looked forward to fighting Chen Yu.

An “obstruction operation” was officially beginning!

Those participating in the operation had the strength of the top 15 and the top 10 at the very least.

Other than Hu Yiba who ranked fourth, Huang Yuan who ranked seventh, and Yang Fan who ranked sixth, Cheng Yun who ranked sixth, and Xu Jing who ranked tenth were also amongst them.

“Tsk, tsk. This Chen Yu seems to have attracted the public anger of the outer sect.”

“Who can resist the charm of a beauty and Metastones? If only I was stronger. Sigh…”

A few disciples nearby couldn’t help but look somewhat sympathetically at Chen Yu.

“Obstructing my consecutive victories?”

Chen Yu soon got wind of the news. After all, that end didn’t really conceal their operations.

When he knew about such generous rewards, Chen Yu shook his head and sighed. “Even I’m tempted by that…”

He wished he could beat himself to the ground with one punch and throw himself into the embrace of a beauty as well as the Metastones.

The knockout competition soon entered its seventh round.

Finally, the opportunity everyone “obstructing the storm” was waiting for had arrived.

“Number 99 vs. Number 132.”

Following the referee’s voice, a figure scuttled on stage excitedly from the crowd.

“Haha! I snatched him up…”

A young village man carrying a hatchet on his shoulders rushed up the stage with a look of ecstasy on his face.

On the other hand, the few other people participating in the obstruction had regretful expressions on their faces.

Chen Yu stood on stage and looked at that young village boy who was itching to get on with it in amazement. Looking at the gaze in the other party’s eyes, it seemed as though he had a remarkably beautiful appearance resembling mountains of gold or silver.

He had some impression of this person. He was Xu Jing, who ranked tenth in the last Great Tournament.

“Begin!”

That young village boy, Xu Jing, swung his hatchet and charged over when the referee’s voice just fell.

Hu, chi!

That hatchet cut through the air as the sound resembling cloth being ripped could be heard. Under the support of immense power and roaring Inner Breath, it seemed as though that hatchet had turned into a crazy metal cow.

When faced with such momentum, Chen Yu wouldn’t want to forcibly shake it either if he didn’t circulate his [Bronze Statue Technique].

After all, his opponent was using what was considered to be a heavy-duty weapon.

Whoosh!

Chen Yu’s body immediately fractured and disappeared when the hatchet hacked down.

He missed his target!

The young village boy, Xu Jing, reacted extremely quickly. The hatchet slashed horizontally across once more and hacked at Chen Yu, who appeared beside him.

But this time, Chen Yu abruptly paused in his martial arts form and footwork before he cut in with a strange turn.

Pu, chi!

Not only did that hatchet hack nothing, but Chen Yu even approached him in an instant.

“How quick! This martial arts form looks very familiar.”

“Isn’t this the [Towering Cloud Step]? It looks as if its prowess doesn’t lose out to Le Feng’s.”

A wave of shock ran through those off the stage.

This is bad!

Xu Jing felt that the situation was anything but reassuring when his hatchet hacked the air. His hatchet was heavy and its powerful force wasn’t fake, yet a person with superior martial arts form could easily restrain him.

“Open!”

In the instant Chen Yu cut in, his fist rumbled out. There was a surge of fiendish and tyrannical air in the heavy momentum of the fist.

In Xu Jing’s disconcertment, he put the hatchet away with much difficulty and blocked that powerful punch.

Bang, pow!

Overbearing Inner Breath and berserk strength surged out from his fist. Xu Jing took a few consecutive steps back immediately from being jolted, causing his qi and blood to churn.

Not waiting for him to steady himself, Chen Yu disappeared before his eyes again.

“Shoot!”

Xu Jing had just steadied himself when the sound of strong winds came from behind him. Unfortunately, it was already too late for him.

Soon after, a surge of acute pain came from his butthole.

Bang!

A flying kick came from behind. Xu Jing covered his butt as he flew in midair and let out a heart-wrenching howl.

Bathump!

After Wang Lingyun, Chen Yu kicked another person out of the tournament stage.

A deathly silence fell across the field for an instant before a wave of swelling shock rose from the crowd again.

“This was a top 10 from the last tournament, yet he lost so tragically.”

“Didn’t you guys realize that Chen Yu’s martial arts form is completely like Le Feng’s? Not only that, it seems his maturity isn’t inferior to his in the slightest?!”

The disciples offstage either gasped in surprise or were contemplating.

On the other hand, people who used their heads discovered the oddity in Chen Yu’s martial arts form.

If that wasn’t the case, it would be impossible for him to emerge victorious so easily as well. In the entire process, he was basically restraining Xu Jing, who was in the top 10 in the last tournament through his martial arts form.

“How could it be?! He cultivated his [Towering Cloud Step] to perfection like me!”

The emotions on Le Feng’s face fluctuated in uncertainty.