I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 75 Divine Speed, Dragon Dance

Xu Lan and Lei Ying went onto the stage together, pulled Song Xin out of the box, and carried him aside for treatment.

Yuan Hao then called all his teammates aside, intending to carefully arrange tactics.

Gao Yun was indignant: "Teacher Yuan, that guy surnamed Ye is too arrogant. He actually dared to challenge all of us by himself. This time we have to teach him a lesson!"

"That's right, we must win!"

Yuan Hao reassured him, "Don't get so worked up. Victory and defeat are common in war. Even if we can't win, I won't blame you. Just show the spirit of our heroes. At the very least, make him injured and bleed."

"Ah, this..."

Yuan Hao's words left the students in the elite class completely bewildered.

It was already embarrassing enough that we were all going up together, but now even the teacher in charge doesn't have any faith in us. It's outrageous!

We have to take him down!

Seeing that his words had successfully provoked the anger of his students, Yuan Hao was secretly pleased with himself.

This is exactly what he wanted.

As long as he can collect Ye Qingzhou's blood, he can take another big step toward his dream!

"Ye Qingzhou!"

"How dare you defy us!"

"Pay the price for your arrogance!"

Of the six outstanding talents, apart from Song Xin, who was already lying on the side receiving treatment, the other five were going all out.

Wei Qiang, the "Meat Mountain," was at the very front. He had the highest defense and was positioned in the front row to draw fire and create more space for his teammates to deal damage.

In preparation for the team battle event in the Phoenix Cup, the group had practiced a set of combined attack tactics well in advance, so their teamwork was quite seamless.

Wei Qiang positioned himself in the center, unleashing the mid-level martial skill "Rock Collapse" to confront the enemy head-on.

Delicate Flower Yang Da's spear flashed like a dragon, and Razor Gao Yun flanked Ye Qingzhou, responsible for restraining her movements with tactics focused on entanglement.

The remaining ones are Snake Woman Li Yanxin and Boxer Lion Li Hanpeng.

One person is responsible for weakening the enemy, and the other is responsible for dealing damage.

Originally, Song Xin was supposed to be the main attacker, but he is now injured, so Li Hanpeng has to take his place.

Mountain slopes, rockslides!

Forest formations, fancy spear techniques!

Wind Force, Whirlwind Kick!

Yin energy, poisonous bite!

The fire raged, and he unleashed a flurry of punches!

The five attacked together, with sixteen teammates behind them ready to fill in at any time. Everyone worked together to launch a combined attack on Ye Qingzhou, flanking him from the front and rear and restraining him from the left and right.

Two fists can't beat four hands, let alone forty-two hands that Ye Qingzhou was facing.

Faced with attacks from all directions, Ye Qingzhou stood still, his eyes closed, as if waiting for death.

Until the opponent's ferocious and angry expression entered within three feet of Ye Qingzhou.

For a moment, time seemed to stand still.

Ye Qingzhou suddenly opened his eyes. In his vision, the flow of time seemed to have been slowed down sixty-four times. The approaching enemies were no different from standing targets.

"You guys are too slow."

Ye Qingzhou's inner energy suddenly erupted, and wherever his divine sense covered, the wind was no longer an obstacle for him, but rather became an aid.

With a swift movement, he entered the realm of supersonic speed, surpassing the speed of sound!

A thousand miles apart, yet the wind blows silently and without a trace!

The wind was strong, incredibly fast, and the dragon danced!

Ye Qingzhou rode the wind, his hands forming a sword with his fingers together. His figure was as swift as a streak of light, and his agile posture resembled a white dragon soaring in the high sky.

Clang~

Unyielding spirit, resonating with the aura of swords.

The students in the elite class only saw a white shadow flash before their eyes, and then they were blasted away by the sword energy.

one move!

Ye Qingzhou made only one move, and all twenty-one students in the Elite Class, including the Six Outstanding Talents, were blasted off the stage in the blink of an eye and lay on the ground, unable to get up.

Only Li Hanpeng was filled with rage and could not accept such a crushing defeat, and he still wanted to struggle to get up and fight again.

As a result, the sword energy inside his body surged out, causing him to suddenly vomit a mouthful of blood. He then fell backward again, unconscious.

"Don't move around, or I won't be responsible if you die."

At this moment, Ye Qingzhou's figure stood before them like an insurmountable mountain.

Unshakeable and unreachable, it was an existence they could only look up to.

When the gap is not large, failure only motivates people to strive harder.

But if the gap is so large that it is beyond imagination, then all efforts will be meaningless.

The once proud and arrogant students of the elite class were now disheartened and dejected after Ye Qingzhou's blow. They had no choice but to lower their proud heads.

The students of No. 1 Middle School, who had been worried, are now all cheering with joy.

"We won!"

"Holy crap, Pighead Ye, you're freaking handsome!"

"Is this the skill level of the top fighter in the fighting center? I'm in love!"

The commotion was so loud it almost lifted the roof off the fighting center. Seeing this, Xu Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief: 'That kid Ye Qingzhou won so beautifully!'

Seeing that Ye Qingzhou was completely unharmed, Yuan Hao felt a pang of anxiety and a look of regret appeared on his face.

What a great opportunity!

What a pity!

But then Yuan Hao's gaze turned intensely to Ye Qingzhou's retreating figure: 'The more he acts like this, the more it proves how powerful his bloodline is.'

Clearly, Yuan Hao is not someone who gives up easily.

As Yuan Hao watched Ye Qingzhou step off the stage and take a towel from Yun Shanshan to wipe her hands, a thought struck him: 'Heh, even heroes have difficulty resisting the charms of a beautiful woman. I've got an idea!'

At this moment, Xu Lan walked up to Yuan Hao: "I'm sorry, my student went too far and injured your school's team. But don't worry, Mr. Yuan, our school will cover the medical expenses."

Xu Lan's face was beaming with joy. She was genuinely happy, feeling a sense of relief and exhilaration at finally being able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Ye Qingzhou turned the tide; otherwise, Linjiang No. 1 Middle School would have been in grave danger.

As the leading institution in Linjiang City's education sector, it would be extremely embarrassing if other schools were to surpass us.

However, Yuan Hao no longer cared about the outcome of the friendly match. He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and calmly commented, "Your school's teaching quality is so high that our Yingjie School is completely outmatched. We have benefited greatly from this exchange between our two schools. As for medical expenses, there's no need for that; Yingjie School has plenty of money."

Xu Lan simply assumed Yuan Hao was being stubborn and didn't think anything of it.

After the exchange, Yuan Hao arrived with his men full of bravado, but left dejected, which ironically enhanced Ye Qingzhou's reputation.

After this battle, Ye Qingzhou has almost secured his position as the top rising star in Linjiang, and even in the whole province, among the many martial arts geniuses, his strength is among the best.

Of course, Ghost Swordsman Duan Ming clearly had a different opinion on this.

Only he knew how terrifying Ye Qingzhou's strength was; it had completely surpassed most professional martial artists!

What martial arts upstarts? They're just a bunch of worthless scum.

If Ye Qingzhou were to go all out, even among the rising stars of martial arts in the Eastern Pole Kingdom, there would probably be very few who could defeat him.

(End of this chapter)