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The over ten-meter-high Water Curtain suddenly lost its support and fell freely. In the sky, a man with his upper body exposed, covered in strange patterns that shimmered and exuded an otherworldly beauty, was descending.
As the Water Curtain shattered, Ye Mingshang's power to soar had also been exhausted, and he began to fall freely.
White Dragon stared blankly at the relatively small figure before him, filled with terror. He had previously felt that the waves had suddenly lost control, and the power he used to control them had been shattered by an irresistible force.
The scene seemed to freeze in time, quiet for a few seconds. An audience member holding a cup suddenly loosened his grip, and the cup fell to the ground below, landing somewhere unknown.
Wow!!!
At that moment, thunderous applause erupted. The audience member quickly joined in clapping, fearing that those below would realize it was his cup that had fallen.
Incredible! Shocking! The scene of that punch shattering the Water Curtain had such a visual impact; the violent beauty of destruction deeply shocked the audience. They had initially thought he would be unable to withstand it, but what followed was completely the opposite result. This contrast captivated everyone present.
White Dragon looked incredulous, his eyes filled with fear: "Impossible! How could someone shatter waves with a single punch?! This... this is unscientific!"
Hearing White Dragon's complaint, Ye Mingshang couldn't help but smile. Nima... where did this Fellow learn such things? He even used the word "scientific," without considering that his own existence was quite unscientific...
After landing, Ye Mingshang slightly curled his lips into a smirk. Though he looked up, it seemed as if he were looking down upon others. He quietly watched White Dragon rising with the water and softly said, "You really like using water... then I'll let you be consumed by your own sea..."
As he spoke, Ye Mingshang bent his legs slightly and extended his arms outwards, moving very slowly as if practicing Tai Chi in the water.
His steps were rhythmic and fluid; his waist followed suit as his arms swayed naturally, resembling a Swimming Fish moving through the sea or a tree swaying in the wind—everything felt so natural...
However, it was this gentle and seemingly casual movement that caused the seawater to surge wildly, almost frantically!
White Dragon, rising with the water, had already fallen due to losing control of it. He struggled desperately amidst the relentless waves. Fortunately, being from the Sea Tribe meant he didn't have to worry about drowning; however, the pressure and impact from the turbulent waters were still quite uncomfortable.
The White Dragon struggled to steady itself, ultimately locking its gaze on Ye Mingshang, who was practicing Tai Chi in the water. A fierce light flashed in its eyes as it charged forward.
All of this was caused by him; as long as he could be defeated, the powers would naturally dissipate. His human body would surely not withstand the immense strength of a dragon...
The White Dragon was unwilling to accept defeat, especially not in the water where it excelled. Utilizing the characteristics of the Jiaolong Clan, it twisted its body and swiftly navigated through the turbulent waters, quickly closing in on Ye Mingshang.
Closer... closer... The White Dragon was filled with excitement, raising its head high, ready to crash into Ye Mingshang.
"Naive..."
Ye Mingshang's heart moved with intention, becoming one with nature. He merely glided his arm lightly, and a wave even larger than the one created by the White Dragon surged forth, sweeping it away amidst its terrified gaze.
Ye Mingshang's movements gradually quickened but still retained a gentle quality. Occasionally, he struck out with a few palms, causing the surface of the sea to churn violently, tormenting the White Dragon beneath the water.
Each palm and each step felt so natural, as if he had transformed into nature itself, becoming one with the universe...
This power was the result of his cultivation over these days. The path of slaying the Three Corpse was not suitable for him; he needed to find a new way. This was his path—not to reject but to integrate, transforming the power of the Three Corpse into his own while remaining unperturbed by its desires. Those strange symbols were meant to control this power. He was not yet an immortal; when he could fully rely on himself to wield this power, he would become an immortal. This was his path—the Natural Way—harboring thoughts for the world.
The Tai Chi continued, growing more urgent and faster; waves piled upon waves formed even stronger surges. The forces overlapped and borrowed from each other, endlessly circulating...
At some point, the seawater gradually receded. As it disappeared, Ye Mingshang also slowly withdrew his form. The Arena was washed clean, resembling a mirror that sparkled with glimmers of light.
On the entire Arena, only Ye Mingshang remained...
The scene fell silent once again; everyone was left in shock—whether they were spectators or participants, or even the eight guardians on high platforms. Even the normally calm Underworld River seemed to flicker momentarily.
The commentator gaped in disbelief and struggled to find words. After finally regaining composure, he stammered to continue his work: "Ye... Mingshang has won!"
Oh!!!
The crowd cheered, each person filled with excitement, even more so than the fans at the World Cup. They had unconsciously become supporters of Ye Mingshang, becoming his fans, even though he was just a human.
Meanwhile, the White Dragon rolled its eyes and stuck out its tongue, lying awkwardly beneath the Arena, its body twitching from time to time. Not only had it fallen out of the ring, but it also lacked the ability to continue fighting, so it was undoubtedly defeated.
Ye Mingshang exhaled, and the runes on his body slowly disappeared as if they had never existed. This was the first time he had unleashed such power, and he was very satisfied with the results. With this power, his strength had reached a new height. If he encountered a Little Japan from Peach Blossom Village again, he would not be so helpless; with this power, even a body that was nearly immortal could be crushed.
He smiled and waved to the audience around him, instantly eliciting screams, with many beautiful female spirits excitedly cupping their faces.
“He's looking at me~ He's looking at me~ Haha, I'm so happy! Does he like me? Really, I'm not ready to accept a confession yet.” A pretty girl cupped her face and began to fantasize.
“He's so handsome and powerful! He’s still our Young Master~ Wow, he's amazing.”
“I want to go down and ask him for an autograph. What should I do? I'm so nervous...”
Among the crowd, a Bird Spirit looked haughty and revealed a disdainful expression as it glanced at the young man in the arena. It tightened its grip on the autograph in its arms; it was the only one, and only he had...
Ye Mingshang accepted the clothes that enthusiastic spectators had picked up for him and thanked them before heading back. There was a resting area prepared for the contestants nearby; he needed to change into another outfit as his clothes were soaked and uncomfortable.
The subsequent battles were also exciting, but they paled in comparison to Ye Mingshang's match. However, each contestant showcased dazzling magical skills, creating a scene that was just as thrilling as watching an American sci-fi blockbuster. Even Ye Mingshang watched with great interest...
The eight matches concluded quickly. Besides Ye Mingshang, other winners included Thunder Tiger from the young guardians, Yan Mang from Crimson Python's lineage, Embedded Ant from Absolute Ant's clan, Wind Leopard from Leopard's clan, and Feather Crane from White Crane's lineage. The others lost to their opponents; Dragon Tortoise's defense was impenetrable by Stone Giant, but in a fit of rage, he threw Dragon Tortoise out of the ring. Steel Lion surrendered after being burned by Crimson Flame Tortoise.
Thus, the top eight were established: Young Master of the Demon Clan Ye Mingshang, Thunder Tiger (son of Yin Hu), Yan Mang (descendant of Crimson Python), Embedded Ant (from Absolute Ant), Wind Leopard (from Leopard), Feather Crane (son of White Crane), along with Stone Giant and Crimson Flame Tortoise from Black Tortoise's clan.
Next would be the arrangement for rankings; winners would face winners and losers would face losers until the correct ranking of the top eight was determined.
After that, Ye Mingshang went through two battles, one against the Wind Leopard and the other against Yan Mang. The Wind Leopard conceded defeat, while Yan Mang was knocked out of the arena. The Stone Giant, on the other hand, fell directly to the Crimson Flame Tortoise, whose flames were so intense that they could melt his stone body.
After the final fierce competition, the rankings were basically established: third place was the Crimson Flame Tortoise, fourth was Feather Crane, fifth was Yan Mang, sixth was Wind Leopard, seventh was Embedded Ant, and the Stone Giant had to settle for eighth place.
As for first and second place, it would be decided between Ye Mingshang and Little Tiger in the upcoming finals.
Looking at his opponent, Little Tiger felt quite complex. He had been competing with Ye Mingshang since childhood but had never won. In their last battle, he lost thoroughly; even the Stone Giant that Ye Mingshang casually created had forced him into a corner, placing it at the same level as their new generation of Eight Guardians.
He knew there was still a significant gap between him and Ye Mingshang. However, as the son of Yin Hu, admitting defeat was not in his character. He wanted to be like his father; even against an unbeatable opponent like Face, he absolutely could not concede. He could accept defeat but never show weakness; he aimed to charge forward fearlessly.
Little Tiger looked seriously at his rival and slowly spoke, "Ye Mingshang, this will be our final battle. I know I can't defeat you, but I will never back down or show fear. Come on, let me see your true strength!"
Ye Mingshang smiled slightly. "It seems you've really come to terms with this. In that case, as you wish..."
He discarded his outer garment, revealing solid muscles. His forehead, Dantong, and lower abdomen Dantian all glowed red simultaneously, and faintly visible inside each was a golden little dragon moving about, causing Little Tiger's eyes to narrow. Then red patterns spread gradually across his body.
There was no overwhelming aura; only a natural sense of returning to simplicity. Ye Mingshang's expression remained calm as he slowly said, "This is my strongest power..."
Facing him directly, Little Tiger felt no fear or cowardice—only excitement. A smile curved at the corners of his mouth as he instantly transformed into Half-Demon form. His body grew half a meter taller, his muscles became more solid as if made of steel, and hair like steel wool spread out. His tiger tail whipped around with a sound like an explosion.
"Just like this, I'll show you my strongest power too!"
(To be continued.)
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