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"Ye Xuan, number one!"

"..." "Huh?"

Hearing the two words "number one", Ye Xuan's heart fiercely contracted for an instant, and his face suddenly went deathly pale.

He had thought that Mu Lang might have seen wrongly, but the iron ball in Mu Lang's hand clearly had the word 'one' written on it!

To Ye Xuan, this was like a bolt out of the blue. He really didn't want to do anything.

Originally, Ye Xuan was filled with hatred towards Ming Yu, wanting to heavily injure her in front of everyone. However, after Ming Yu's decisive battle, his heart had already been shaken greatly.

Although Ye Xuan's rank on the Great Ming Empire's elite rankings was higher than Lin Zhaotian's by fifty to sixty places, this originally made Ye Xuan feel that he was incomparably superior.

However, when he thought of Ming Yu's soul shocking sword strike, and Lin Zhaotian's miserable state of amputated arm, he did not know why he did not have any confidence. Right, not even the slightest confidence!

"Brother Ye Xuan, help us teach that Ming Yu a lesson, we believe in you." At this time, the members of the Ye Family were already cheering for Ye Xuan.

"That's right, Brother Ye Xuan. Ye Rong was beaten so badly by him. You must win honor for our Ye Family!"

"Ye Xuan, don't worry and just attack. Don't show mercy."

"..." "Right."

Hearing the encouragement of the younger generation of the Ye Clan, Ye Xuan nodded his head forcefully and then walked up the stage. On the other side of the stage, Ming Yu was already waiting for him.

Mingyu stood there like a pine tree, tall and sturdy. At this moment, true energy was surging from his entire body, ready to fight.

"Hur hur."

Ye Xuan didn't have any intention to attack. Instead, he coldly smiled and said, "Ming Yu, do you think you can act so arrogantly just now by defeating Lin Zhaotian? You think you're amazing? He is ranked 832 on the Great Ming Empire's overall list of elites. Do you know what rank I am at? "

Ming Yu quietly looked at Ye Xuan, not saying a word.

"My ranking directly jumped into 800, reaching 785! "Just a hair's breadth of difference, is akin to the difference between heaven and earth. I, am much stronger than Lin Zhaotian." Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed. This number gave him an incomparable confidence.

"So powerful."

Ye Xuan stretched and twisted his neck, and said: "Since you know how powerful I am, you must know how to retreat. If I want to defeat you, it's really simple, I am a magnanimous person. "Today, you must apologize to Ye Rong and admit defeat. For this matter, I will not bother with you anymore."

"Huh?"

Ye Xuan's words made a lot of sense, but why did it feel like something was wrong?

Ming Yu laughed. "What if I say no?"

Ye Xuan's heart suddenly clenched. However, on the surface, he was roaring ferociously: "I gave you a choice. If you don't know how to choose, I will beat you until you're miserable!"

In that instant, Ye Xuan's pupils shrank to the size of a needle. The violent deterrence that was at the peak of the seventh level of the Transcending Mortality Stage was activated. An enormous pressure descended on Ming Yu's head, wanting to completely destroy his mind.

"So that's how it is."

Ming Yu was not moved by this statement. He only nodded his head and said, "I will also give you a choice. Kneel in front of me now and apologize for your earlier rudeness. Then, admit defeat and roll off the stage. Otherwise, I will also cut off your right arm."

"What …"

Everyone was dumbstruck. They never thought that Mingyu would suddenly say such fierce words. He completely didn't place Ye Xuan's words in his eyes!

Ye Xuan only felt his scalp tingle. He thought that he could scare Ming Yu away, but Ming Yu was much fiercer than he had imagined. Not only was he not intimidated, he even made him kneel!

"You … What right do you have to make me kneel? I didn't even make you kneel before. "

Ye Xuan subconsciously said. However, as soon as he said it, he realized that there was a hint of bargaining in those words. This was a disguised admission of defeat!

"But I told you to kneel."

Those unquestionable, ice-cold words, had directly forced Ye Xuan to his death!

Although Ye Xuan did not do it himself, Ming Yu knew that he had actually wanted to do it himself for a long time. The main reason why Lin Zhaotian would act so viciously towards him previously was because of Ye Xuan. Now, he wanted Ye Xuan to kneel down and apologize in front of thirty thousand of his seventeen princes and admit that his previous treachery and mistakes were all to give him a chance to atone for his sins.

Ye Xuan retreated step by step. He already had an intense fear in his heart, he didn't want to kneel, he didn't want to lose face in front of these thirty thousand people, he couldn't afford to lose this person!

Just as he was about to rush off the stage, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back. Mingyu had already rushed over, the longsword in her hand pointing forward. It was Ye Xuan's right arm!

At this moment, Ye Xuan was dumbstruck. He looked at the sword that Ming Yu had thrusted at him, and at the pair of cold and indifferent eyes that Ming Yu had shot at him. Even though he had been incomparably arrogant before, once he thought of Lin Zhaotian's miserable state, in the face of this sword, he actually couldn't even muster the slightest bit of resistance.

Everything became fragmented, leaving only the desire to live, the desire to live.

"Putong!" Ye Xuan's entire person knelt onto the ground.

The Throat Sealing Sword stopped right in front of Ye Xuan's right shoulder, and following this "putong" sound, Ye Xuan kneeled down. The last bit of self-esteem in his heart, had also completely shattered.

He was originally high-spirited and had the intention to make a grand show in the competition, but now, under the gazes of tens of thousands of people, he chose to humiliate himself by kneeling down and being discussed by thousands of people and mocked by tens of thousands.

All his life, he had become a joke!

"Hahahaha!" "Hahahaha …"

Ye Xuan faced the sky and laughed wildly, laughing sorrowfully: "I'll kneel down to you, hahaha! "F * ck off, I'm going to f * ck off right now. You can't hurt me anymore, hahahaha!"

As he spoke, Ye Xuan's entire body actually curled up into a ball. He laughed loudly as he rolled towards the bottom of the arena. With a final "dong" sound, he fell off the arena.

For a time, the martial arts practice field became extremely quiet. It was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard. Following that, a burst of crazy discussion broke out.

And in the spectator stands, the faces of the Ye Family members had turned ashen, purple in color!

Originally, they wanted to make Ye Xuan proud, but they didn't expect him to choose to kneel down and lose face to the extreme. Originally, they thought he was a rare genius junior of the Ye Family, but now, he seemed like a useless trash, a coward!

Everyone couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air. There hadn't been a battle yet and Ye Xuan had already chosen to give up and compromise. How humiliating would it be if he were to kneel in front of so many people?

Ye Xuan's tragic laughter, as well as his humiliating rolling movements, had already made everyone know that Ye Xuan had gone mad!

The Lin Ze Tian from before was in high spirits, and Ye Xuan was the favored son of the Ye Family, so he was incomparably powerful. But now, in front of Ming Yu, the two of them were actually disabled and crazy.

For a moment, the crowd looked at Ming Yu with different expressions. Who would have thought that a mere 17th prince, who everyone called trash, would actually have such a terrifying ability?

"Ming Yu."

Ye Xi muttered to herself not far away as her expression gradually turned ice-cold.

"Look."

There were people who were very observant, and Ye Xi was the focus of everyone's attention. Even the subtle changes in their eyes were noticed, causing many people to turn their gazes towards her.

"It's over, Ming Yu is going to be a beauty. Who would have thought that in the final battle, Ye Xi would have to fight with Ming Yu. Ming Yu will definitely be in a miserable state!"

"I don't think so. From the previous performance, it seems that Ming Yu is very powerful. No matter what, she should have the ability to fight against Ye Xi." Someone asked doubtfully.

The other person shook his head. "Hehe, you're asking this question because you haven't seen Ye Xi's real move. I wonder how strong she really is! "Wait and see how Ye Xi and Song Shulian fight. As long as it takes more than five breaths of time, it's my loss."

"So strong?" That person obviously didn't believe him.

After a brief moment of discussion, Mu Lang walked to the center of the stage and spoke again, "Next up, the contestants for the second group, Ye Xi and Song Shuhang, prepare for battle."

"Yes."

With a flick of his wrist, a snow-white blade appeared in his hand. In an instant, an enormous and sharp sword Qi swept outwards, enveloping the surrounding several meters.

Song Shu, the new generation supreme genius of the Song Clan, a peak seventh level Spirit Refinement Stage expert. He possessed the strength of one thousand seven hundred lion. The seven hundred and fifty experts on the Great Ming Dynasty rankings were outstanding heroes that many people looked up to.

At this moment, Song Shuilian cupped her fists towards Ye Xi, and said extremely respectfully, "I have long heard of Miss Ye's great name. I am honored to have the privilege of sparring with you today. I hope Miss Ye will not show mercy and let go to fight with me."

"You are not worthy." Ye Xi indifferently said.

He didn't expect her to reply with such a respectful tone. No matter how cultured Song Lianshu was, she was still a youth with a sense of blood in her bones.

Immediately, without being polite anymore, he said: "Then, I will make my move."

Saying this, the long sword in Song Shulian's hand suddenly thrust towards Ye Xi like a snake. The long sword in her hand unceasingly flipped as it stabbed forward, and because of its extreme speed, it actually produced seven afterimages as it angrily pierced towards Ye Xi's chest.

"The Seven Slashes Sword Dao."

The Song Family's most powerful martial skill, the Sevenwave Sword, could be considered one of the most powerful spirit rank middle rank martial skills. With the overbearing sword aura infused within the sword, it transformed at high speeds into seven ripples that formed afterimages.

With the sword energy locked on, escaping was even more difficult, and if they wanted to block, they would need to block seven sword strikes at the same time. It was quite difficult to deal with them.

From the very start, Song Shuilian had unreservedly used her strongest sword move, all to let Ye Xi know that he, Song Shulian, was no pushover!

"Too slow."

"Swish!"

All of a sudden, Ye Xi appeared behind Song Shuhang like a blur. The blade of the cultivator sheathed in cold light flew back into the sheath in her hand.

With a "pfft" sound, a wound that had been gashed in the left shoulder of Song Shuhang suddenly burst into blood, and then fell to the ground powerlessly.

"What!"

They had clearly been carefully observing this scene, but everyone had clearly seen Ye Xi appear behind Song Shuhang with a flash. Afterwards, Song Shuhang fell to the ground in a strange manner. From start to finish, they hadn't even seen Ye Xi draw her sword!