Chapter 102: The Championship Competition (Part 2) (First Update)

  Under the gaze of the two, the fighting spirit was unprecedented. The people around Yi Feng couldn't bear Yi Chi's icy stare and hastily retreated, wishing they had a few more legs to run faster.

  Finally, under the gaze of each other's eyes, Yi Feng backed down, he couldn't withstand Yi Chi's cold and gloomy eyes and his fiery breath either, this combination of cold and hot made him unable to hold on any longer.

  "So, he opened his mouth and said: 'Fifth brother, second brother will come today to learn from your superior skills.'"

  After finishing speaking, he jumped up and stood about ten meters in front of Yi Chi.

  In response to Yi Feng's challenge, Yi Chi smiled calmly and said, "Alright, I'd also like to see the true strength of Second Brother."

  The two only said this one sentence and stopped talking, while the crowd below also consciously left the high platform more than ten meters away, probably afraid of being mistakenly injured.

  Yi Chi looked at Yi Feng opposite him, seeing that he didn't intend to make a move, so he waited. If he were to make the first move himself, it would be pointless. What if he accidentally knocked him off his pedestal? How uninteresting would that be! With such shameless thoughts, Yi Chi decided not to make the first move either.

  Yi Feng, however, had been observing Yi Chi all along, trying to find a weakness, but unfortunately, Yi Chi was standing there so casually, his entire body full of openings, yet somehow they all gave Yi Feng a feeling that he couldn't bring himself to attack, and he could only imagine the thunder-like counterattack that would await him if he did.

  Just like ordinary masters, the two of them stood still, one couldn't find a chance to make a move, and the other wanted to wait for the opponent to make the first move. The crowd below was getting impatient, but they didn't dare say anything, as the two on stage weren't people they could afford to offend. So they could only keep waiting. Fortunately, apart from their anxiety, there were others here.

  Yi Xinglong was also anxious, but he didn't want to say anything either. So, he could only hope that the big shots in the back would come out and say something, letting the two of them hurry up and take action.

  And just as Yixing Long had hoped, the elders were also getting impatient, so the Great Elder spoke up on behalf of everyone.

  "Come on, you two little ones on the stage."

  The old man's words were indeed weighty, and after he said that, Yi Feng no longer sought to find a breakthrough. He directly clapped his palms and attacked Yi Chi with his Xuan-level lower-grade Thunder Attribute Dou Qi, which not only had strong attacking power but also slightly faster speed than the Wind Attribute Dou Qi.

  So his speed under the blessing of Thunder Attribute Qi is also extremely fast, but in Yi Chi's eyes, it can only be said that it's not slow, however, being fast has nothing to do with him.

  "It's finally here." Yi Chi had actually wanted to fight for a long time, but he had already decided to wait for the opponent to attack first. Since he didn't want to make the first move, he could only wait. Anyway, he had plenty of time, and even if he was late for dinner, it wasn't a big deal. Now that the opponent had attacked first, Yi Chi no longer held back.

  With a wave of his hand, a treasured sword appeared in his grasp. He casually danced with the sword, directly dispelling the several electric currents that Yifeng had shot out. His body spun around, and with one slash of the sword, a cyan-colored sword energy crashed onto Yifeng's body as he charged forward.

  This sword did not hurt Yifeng, but only neutralized the electric current around him. After that, Yichu's body kept moving left and right, rushing towards Yifeng. A series of sword auras shot towards the opponent, which was offset by the electric current shot out by the opponent. The excess sword aura only scratched the opponent's clothes a bit, without causing any substantial harm.

  "Heh heh, not bad!" Yi Chi said with a smile after standing still.

  Yi Feng furrowed his brow, knowing that Yi Chi was showing mercy. If he had used the same speed as when he fought Yi Bu Hui earlier, there would have been no chance for him to resist. However, he didn't; instead, he employed another fighting technique. This technique was powerful and its sword energy sharp, but it wouldn't take his life, at most causing some injury.

  He pulled at the clothes that had been torn by the sword energy, and Yi Feng let out a wry smile. If he hadn't defended himself quickly, he would probably have been injured already. This set of clothes was likely beyond salvation now, and it couldn't be helped if he had to make an ugly appearance once more. Fortunately, his reaction had been quick.

  Although he was at a disadvantage, Yi Feng still had no intention of giving up.

  "Come again." With a light cry, Yi Feng once more flipped his palm upwards. For an instant, lightning flashed in the sky and all around were shadowy silhouettes of palms.

  Yi Chi saw the opponent attack again and smiled slightly. The sword in his hand turned, and he made a move with "Layered Shadow Split Light Sword".

  So-called layered shadow spectrum, naturally is after the sword body million changes, and then merge into one, after emitting a dazzling white light, with an unparalleled speed pierced towards the opponent.

  This sword, wielded by Yi Chi, was faster than ever before. These sword techniques were all acquired after exchanging for the 'Dugu Nine Swords'. It's truly a great bargain!

  But Yi Feng, surrounded by the shadows of countless palms, still closed his eyes due to the white light emitted by Yi Chi. Of course, at his level, whether he used his eyes or not didn't make a big difference. On the contrary, sometimes his eyes would deceive him, but his senses wouldn't. This time, he felt an extremely sharp aura charging towards him.

  That vigorous speed was really too fast, so fast that he didn't even have time to make a defensive move or dodge, and just like that, he was directly pierced by the vigor. Fortunately, it seemed that the opponent did not intend to kill him, as the vigor only passed through his shoulder, although injured, but not fatal.

  All of this happened in the blink of an eye, and the people below only saw Yi Chi turn his sword around before releasing a burst of light, and then they saw him appear behind Yi Feng. But Yi Feng was standing still in his original position, and the countless palm shadows surrounding him had vanished as if they had never appeared at all.

  At this time, Yi Chi moved.

  He slightly turned his head and smiled, saying softly: "Second Brother, is there a need for comparison?"

  Facing Yi Chi's questioning, Yi Feng, who stood still on the spot, only gave a dry smile.

  Is it still necessary for him to compare?

  As he thought of this, he couldn't help but look at his left shoulder, where blood was gushing out with a 'puff' sound.

  With a gentle movement of his arm, he sealed off the blood vessels in his left shoulder and turned around stiffly to say: "No, I lost."

  After finishing speaking, he walked down from the high platform with a slightly dejected look.

  After getting Yi Feng's answer, Yi Chi put away his treasure sword and turned to smile at Yi Yun.

  Yi Yun is now really excited, of course, also a bit worried. The excitement is because his little son won the championship, and the worry is naturally because of the bet between him and his little son. Thinking about the two mid-grade Xuan-level martial skills he promised, Yi Yun felt a wave of regret. How did he agree to this little devil in the first place? He was cheated! He was cheated!

  No matter if Yi Yun was regretful or not, anyway, this time, he indeed won the championship. Now, all the elders stood up and walked onto the high platform, which is also a kind of respect for Yi Yun. With his Three Stars Dueling Master's strength, he easily defeated One Star Great Dueling Master Yi Feng, it can't be said that he isn't a complete genius. Even these dozen or so elders are thinking about getting close to him.

  Yi Yun walked up onto the high platform and after his gaze swept past Yi Chui, he loudly said: "Alright, everyone quiet down!"

  His voice was like a rainbow, his words spreading across the four seas. These two phrases could easily describe Yiyun's voice, which completely stunned the noisy crowd. Everyone stopped discussing and looked at the host on stage, Yiyun.

  Nodding, Yi Yun said: "This time, many family young elites showed us their efforts and achievements. This time, the family also welcomed a new young first-rate master, he is, Yi - Chi!"

  When the two words "Yi Chi" were spoken, everyone burst into loud cheers, which made Yi Chi himself feel a little embarrassed. It was his first time having such a superstar-like treatment.

  In the midst of everyone's cheers, Yi Yun once again signaled for everyone to quiet down and said loudly: "Of course, others are also excellent, especially Yi Feng. At the age of 28, he broke through to the realm of a great Dou Shi, bringing new blood to the family. Others, such as Yi Lan and Yi Kong, also had outstanding performances. Meanwhile, the top ten this time will still enter the Family's Dou Technique Pavilion tomorrow to choose their desired Dou Techniques."

  As for the others, the other nine people who were a bit down also got excited. They had never been to the Arena before, not even Yi Feng and Yi Ming, who were the sons of the family head.

  But Yi Chi wasn't too excited, just a little curious. He didn't lack combat skills at all; what he lacked was high-level combat skills, such as heavenly and earthly ranks. As for the mysterious rank, he wasn't particularly interested in it either.

  Making a bet with his father was purely out of interest and had nothing to do with the things he won from betting, but if it was a technique that was interesting or special, he would still be willing to learn it.

  Finally, Yi Yun announced the end of this competition amidst everyone's cheers, and everyone went their separate ways, each finding their own mother.

  In the end, there were only the top ten and the host Yi Yun and the Great Elder left in the field.

  With a satisfied glance at the ten people, Yi Yun Lang said in a loud voice: "You ten people, gather here tomorrow morning. The Great Elder and I will take you to the Dou Technique Pavilion to choose your techniques. As for specific details, we'll discuss them tomorrow. That's all for today, you can all go back now. Ah, Yi Chi, stay behind."

  He had originally wanted them all to go back, but after seeing his youngest son's eyes, Yi Yun still reluctantly stayed with him.

  "What a miserable life!" While others were worried about their useless sons, Yi Yun was already worried that his own son was too outstanding.

  After nine others left, Da Zhang Lao also left. Although he wanted to find Yi Chi to chat about the Dou Technique matter, it was clearly not an appropriate time now.

  After these people left, Yi Chi smiled and walked in front of his father, "Father, you should fulfill your promise now!"

  Helpless, he glanced at his young son in front of him and said gloomily: "Alright, alright, come with me."

  After finishing speaking, he walked away without looking back, and Yi Chi also smiled and followed him.