I let you tame beasts, and you've already formed a contract with your stunningly beautiful mast

Noon is approaching.

The Hehuan Sect's martial arts arena was already packed with people.

Ye Fan, dressed in a magnificent brocade robe, stood in the center of the arena.

Several disciples of the Pill Pavilion were enthusiastically fanning the flames below the stage, drawing cheers from the surrounding crowd.

"Why hasn't Cao Kun arrived yet? Did he desert his post?"

"Coward! Useless gigolo!"

"He's tarnished Senior Sister Leng's reputation; he wouldn't dare come to face death!"

As Ye Fan listened to the discussions below the stage, a mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

Just as everyone was losing patience, and some were even shouting for the Enforcement Hall to go to Lianxiang Peak to arrest people.

A commotion suddenly broke out on the outskirts of the crowd.

The disciples involuntarily parted to the sides, making way for them.

Cao Kun strode over.

He was dressed in a long blue robe, his hands tucked into his sleeves, and his steps were unhurried.

They arrived at the edge of the ring.

Cao Kun lightly touched the ground with his toes.

He leaped into the air and landed steadily on the other side of the arena, facing Ye Fan across the distance.

"Kid, I thought you were too scared to come." Ye Fan's eyes were cold.

Cao Kun ignored him and turned to look at the viewing platform.

Wang Zhenshan put down his teacup after the person in charge took their seat.

The sound, imbued with spiritual energy, reverberated throughout the entire training ground.

"You must know the rules of the Life and Death Arena."

"Now that we've ascended this platform, all grudges are settled. Now that victory and defeat are decided, life and death will be decided!"

"Life and death are determined by fate; no one may interfere! Begin!"

The voice just fell.

Without hesitation, Ye Fan took out a crimson pill from his storage ring and swallowed it.

Grade Three Explosive Qi Pill.

The pill was swallowed.

A muffled rumble emanated from Ye Fan's body.

The aura that was originally at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage rose upwards at a visible speed.

A violent surge of spiritual energy emanated from him and spread outwards.

The wind caused ripples to spread across the array of light screens at the edge of the arena.

Late foundation building!

The entire audience gasped in shock.

"What kind of pill is this? It can actually forcefully raise one's cultivation level by a small amount!"

"This oppressive aura...it's terrifying!"

"The Dan Pavilion's foundation is too deep; how can we possibly fight them? Cao Kun is doomed!"

The onlookers were horrified.

In their view, the duel was now completely over.

"Go to hell! You piece of trash!"

Feeling the surging power within him, Ye Fan roared and attacked Cao Kun.

Crimson flame spiritual energy condensed on the fist, sealing off all of Cao Kun's escape routes.

The ultimate martial art of Dan Pavilion: Blazing Sun Explosion Fist.

Many of the timid female disciples in the audience had already covered their eyes.

It felt as if the next second would bring Cao Kun to his knees, turning him into a charred corpse.

In the center of the arena, Cao Kun remained completely calm.

He flipped his wrist.

Two yellow paper talismans slipped from his palm.

"Slap! Slap!"

The talisman was accurately affixed to the legs and arms.

The talisman instantly ignited, transforming into two streams of blue and yellow light that entered Cao Kun's meridians.

Advanced Wind Riding Talisman! Advanced Mighty Strength Talisman!

The blazing sun and howling wind rushed in, and the heat wave hit us in the face.

Cao Kun did not back down.

He lightly slid his toes to the left.

"Whoosh!"

The audience below only saw a blurry blue shadow.

Ye Fan's seemingly inevitable punch grazed Cao Kun's nose and missed its mark.

The raging fiery spiritual energy slammed into the array light barrier behind them, creating a huge ring of fire.

Ye Fan's pupils contracted sharply as his attack missed its mark.

Before he could regain his balance...

Cao Kun had already appeared beside him.

With the triple power boost from the advanced Giant Strength Talisman, Cao Kun's right arm muscles bulged.

With a simple backhand hook, he landed squarely on Ye Fan's left cheek.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

Ye Fan was hit so hard that he spun around halfway in place, nearly falling to his knees.

His cheeks were swollen high, and blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.

If it weren't for the "Golden Robe," a quasi-mysterious-grade magic artifact on his body, which glowed with golden light the moment he was struck, dissipating ninety percent of the force, this punch would have been enough to break his cervical spine.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone's eyes widened.

How could someone in the early stages of Foundation Establishment not only dodge a full-force attack from someone in the later stages of Foundation Establishment, but also slap the person away?

"You bastard!"

Ye Fan touched his swollen cheeks, completely losing his mind.

"They dare to be so arrogant with just a few broken talismans!"

"Today I'll show you just how insurmountable the gap is between the early and late stages!"

Ye Fan quickly formed hand seals, and his spiritual power surged wildly into his arms.

at the same time.

Lianxiang Peak, inner chamber of the main hall.

Yu Linglong leaned against the cloud bed, with a water mirror floating in front of her.

The mirror shows the scene on the arena.

Seeing Cao Kun use talismans to dodge, Yu Linglong pouted.

"This rebellious disciple is certainly willing to go to great lengths."

But she remained tense.

Between the five fingers of his right hand, a teleportation talisman was already firmly held.

Talismans are ultimately external objects; once their effects wear off, Cao Kun will absolutely be unable to stop Ye Fan, who is in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

She was ready to tear through the void at any moment and forcibly take the person away.

On the arena.

Faced with Ye Fan's powerless rage, Cao Kun sighed softly.

"You really talk too much nonsense."

"Who told you I was only in the early stages of Foundation Establishment?"

The words fell.

The Chaos Return to One Technique is operating at full speed.

A surge of spiritual energy, no weaker than Ye Fan's and even more refined and concentrated, erupted from Cao Kun's body.

Late foundation building!

On the viewing platform.

"Snap!"

The jade teacup in Ye Ting's hand was crushed to pieces.

"impossible!"

"This is absolutely impossible! Leaping two minor realms overnight? Even consuming immortal pills couldn't achieve that!"

Wang Zhenshan, who was standing to the side, was also so frightened that he stood up, his beard trembling.

The inner chamber of Lianxiang Peak.

Yu Linglong stared blankly at the overwhelming aura reflected in the water mirror, her rosy lips slightly parted.

Late stage of Foundation Establishment?

That traitor had only just broken through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage when he went to collect his monthly allowance yesterday!

Yu Linglong pictured Leng Qingyue's aloof and proud face.

[That silly girl Qingyue, what a terrible ordeal she went through last night! That traitorous disciple sucked way too much!]

Could it be that only one body remains?!

Yu Linglong shivered.

In the eyes of the person looking at Cao Kun, besides shame and indignation, there was an unprecedented hint of fear.

On the training ground.

Ye Fan remained frozen in place, his hand seals still in place.

His pride in suppressing his cultivation level became a complete joke.

"Now, we are on the same level."

Cao Kun did not give Ye Fan time to think.

While the effects of the advanced Wind Riding Talisman are still active.

Cao Kun took a step forward and instantly closed in on Ye Fan.

His right fist was tucked into his waist.

Within the meridians, ten layers of hidden spiritual energy were stacked together.

Heavenly Rank Martial Skill - Level 10 Collapse.

In his haste, Ye Fan could only cross his arms to protect his chest.

The golden robe burst forth with a dazzling golden light once again.

"Bang!"

The fist slammed into the golden light.

On the surface, the golden light seemed to have blocked the physical impact.

But the terrifying aspect of "Level 10 Collapse" lies in the penetrating power of hidden force.

The ten layers of hidden force pierced through the golden robe's defenses and directly entered Ye Fan's body.

"puff!"

Ye Fan's face turned deathly pale instantly.

It felt as if his internal organs had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

The protective spiritual energy shattered inch by inch.

Ye Fan was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

A long trail of blood was left on the obsidian tabletop before it slammed heavily against the array light barrier at the edge of the arena and bounced to the ground.

A devastating blow.

Only then did the onlookers below the stage recover from their shock at Cao Kun's display of cultivation.

They couldn't understand the exchange at all; they only saw Ye Fan being sent flying.

"Senior Brother Ye Fan, stand up!"

"He must have used some evil magic to conceal his cultivation level! Senior Brother Ye Fan, defeat this lecherous thief who defiled Senior Sister Leng!"

Several disciples of the Pill Pavilion shouted at the top of their lungs from the crowd.

The edge of the ring.

Ye Fan struggled to prop himself up with his elbows.

Fresh blood kept gushing from his mouth and nose.

He listened to the shouts from below the stage, and the jealousy and madness in his eyes completely overwhelmed his reason.

"I won't lose..."

"I'm a genius of the Pill Pavilion!"

Ye Fan roared.

He slapped his chest with both hands, intending to burn his life essence to forcibly increase his strength.

"Noisy."

Cao Kun looked at Ye Fan, who was struggling in his death throes, and a hint of impatience flashed in his eyes.

He flipped his hand over again.

Another high-level Great Strength Talisman appeared in his palm.

"Snapped!"

The talisman was affixed to the chest.

Triple the power, double the effect! Six times the strength!

"Bang!"

The fist, carrying six times the terrifying power and accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, slammed straight into Ye Fan's dantian.

"Snap!"

A very crisp cracking sound.

The array patterns on Ye Fan's quasi-profound-grade magic artifact, the Golden Thread Robe, completely collapsed, exploding into a sky full of golden dust.

Cao Kun's fist was unimpeded.

It pierced straight through Ye Fan's abdomen and embedded itself firmly into his dantian.

"ah--!!!"

A piercing scream tore through the sky.

Visible to the naked eye, pure spiritual energy, like a deflated balloon, was frantically dissipating outwards from Ye Fan's shattered dantian.

His cultivation was destroyed.

The audience fell completely silent.

Just as Ye Fan's desperate scream rang out.

Ye Ting let out a deafening roar.

"You brat! You're asking for death!!"

The elder of the Pill Pavilion, whose grandson was crippled in front of him, went completely mad.

He no longer cared about the rules of the life-or-death arena.

With a wave of his hand.

The fire-attribute spiritual energy between heaven and earth was drawn in.

It quickly coalesced in mid-air into a giant fiery hand several meters long.

He lunged at Cao Kun on the stage!