Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Chapter 229 - 229: One Move Is Enough

"The gap is simply too great!"

"Look at Ye Tian, full of spirit, with Qi-Blood surging like a rainbow, and then there's Ye Heng, who seems utterly unremarkable..."

"There's no need for a fight; the outcome is already decided, Ye Heng is bound to lose!"

In the stands, over a hundred thousand people whispered amongst themselves.

Almost no one was betting on Ye Heng.

Li Shengtian looked at Xiao Yi with a mocking smile, but recalling the several times Xiao Yi had left him speechless, he turned to Chen Shuiwen and said, "Chen, that Ye Tian is only fifteen years old, isn't he? Judging by the fluctuations of his aura, he must be at the Seventh Layer of the Divine Passage Realm now. He advanced four minor realms in just seven days. If you can apply this method to the other disciples of the Xiaoshanhe Institute, why worry about not being able to revitalize it?"

Chen Shuiwen's eyes darted about, and he said with a smile, "Mr. Li, Chen has been

Whoosh!

A silver spear light burst forth, transforming into a dragon-like figure, skimming just above the ground as it sped towards its target.

Its momentum was massive, and its sharpness unparalleled!

The power of this strike was such that even a common warrior of the Seventh Layer of the Divine Passage Realm would not dare to take it head-on.

"Excellent spear technique!"

"With a lifetime devoted to the blade and the staff, those who bring their spear skills to such a realm are truly geniuses. This Ye Tian is indeed worthy of that title."

"In my view, he's nearly capable of congealing spear intent..."

Ye Tian's side was filled with great momentum.

In contrast, Ye Heng stood firm like a pine tree, motionless.

In fact...

This was a habit Ye Heng had formed from repeated life-and-death struggles with demonic beasts, responding to change with the unchanging, always maintaining the most composed state. When the long spear was but three inches away from him, Ye Heng's mild eyes suddenly shot forth a cold, predatory light, and he reached out with a swift claw.

Clang!

His palm firmly gripped the long spear, followed by a back shoulder throw.

Whoosh!

Ye Tian, along with his spear, was flung away by Ye Heng, crashing down onto the platform with a bang.

The platform shattered, cracks spreading all around, and Ye Tian grimaced in pain.

Ye Heng said indifferently, "You've lost!"

"I have not!"

Ye Tian got up, saying with furious embarrassment, "That was just a moment of negligence. Ye Heng, prepare to die!"

"Too slow, your power is superficial, your cultivation is merely piled up with the help of elixirs... Your combat strength is even inferior to that of an armored boar!" Without using any martial skills, Ye Heng employed his extensive experience from fighting demonic beasts to continuously dodge Ye Tian's splendid spear technique while leisurely making his comments.

His attempts at striking were ineffective every time.

The crowd in the stands, witnessing Ye Tian being completely suppressed by Ye Heng, could not hide their astonishment: "This can't be possible, right? Ye Tian clearly has the upper hand in cultivation level, how can he not even touch Ye Heng?"

"Incredible, Ye Heng is likely to pull off an upset victory!"

Ye Heng's heart-piercing comments, coupled with the completely different discussions of the spectators, infuriated Ye Tian: "Shut up! All of you, shut up!"

"Twin Dragons Seeking the Pearl!"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Two spear shadows surged out at the same time, like evil dragons competing for a Dragon Ball, charging straight at Ye Heng.

"Now is the moment!"

Just as Ye Tian made his move, Ye Heng's eyes burst forth with two gleams of sharp light.

With a sudden halt to his backward step, he pushed off the ground with hands and feet, shooting forth like an arrow released from a bow.

Whoosh!

His body barely passed between the two spear shadows and then leapt high into the air, bringing up his knee sharply and slamming it into Ye Tian's chin with a loud bang.

Wow!

Ye Tian cried out in agony as his entire jaw shattered.

Blood spurted from his mouth.

His figure flew backward.

Bang! Bang!

Ye Tian landed in disarray, tumbling repeatedly, and was about to tumble out of the platform. Ye Heng darted after him with a flash, grabbing his throat with one hand and slowly lifting him up.

"You, you..."

Ye Tian's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was burning with excruciating pain.

He never imagined that Ye Heng, whom he had bullied for fifteen years, would actually defeat him!

From beginning to end, Ye Heng had indeed made only one move!

All of his pride and confidence crumbled away in that moment.

Ye Heng looked calmly at Ye Tian: "You've lost!"

"Lost?"

A strange, sinister smile suddenly appeared on Ye Tian's ferocious face, saying eerily, "Ye Heng, do you really think you have won? Look what this is..."

Struggling, Ye Tian took out a magical pouch from his bosom.

Seeing the magical pouch in his hand, Ye Heng's expression suddenly changed: "..."