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Ye Linfeng’s right arm was now exposed, his sleeve torn to shreds, revealing a runic arm bracer. The arm bracer was snow-white, looking like a refined piece of jade. It looked almost ornamental, yet the runes swirling on its surface radiated a sacred, powerful energy.
“I was wondering how someone could match Long Chen’s physical prowess. So, this poser is using a divine item,” muttered Tang Wan-er.
Although Tang Wan-er had been apart from Long Chen for a long time, she knew his physical prowess well—no one except Wilde had ever come close to matching him.
After a brief exchange, Long Chen and Ye Linfeng once more hurtled toward each other like twin meteors, their violent power creating shockwaves that tore through the sky, relentlessly battering the Wind Domain Battlefield’s barriers.
No one knew just how many barriers surrounded the Wind Domain Battlefield. These barriers remained hidden as long as they weren’t disturbed. When Long Chen and the others entered, they could sense these barriers but didn’t feel any effect from them.
However, as their clash escalated, the barriers started to manifest. More and more shattered with each clash, gradually turning the battlefield more transparent. The spectators outside could now see every detail within, down to the last blade of grass.
The sight of Long Chen’s manifestation left them in shock. Witnessing a legendary nine-star heir was something they never thought they’d experience in their lifetime.
Long Chen’s fists danced with relentless power, each strike illuminating the sky with brilliant starlight, creating illusions of a starry river with every punch. The ten thousand Daos rumbled intensely as if the world was unable to bear this kind of power.
Despite the onslaught, Ye Linfeng held his ground, using his arms to deflect Long Chen’s strikes without retreating a single step.
Every impact unleashed a wave of destructive force that rippled outward, forming a death domain—a deadly blend of astral and sacred energies so potent that it was unapproachable. Anyone caught within would be obliterated instantly.
Witnessing this clash of titans, everyone was completely shocked. They were finally seeing the true strength of peak experts. While many of them were considered “peak” in their own sects, in the face of Long Chen and Ye Linfeng, they were humbled—realizing they weren’t even close to this level.
In a battle of this magnitude, most weren’t even qualified to participate. Yet, a few peak experts stood near the battlefield’s center, enduring the intense pressure that radiated from the clash. Just over ten individuals—leaders of the junior generation—were bold enough to remain close. Although their power couldn’t match Ye Linfeng’s, they were on par with Ying Tianhua.
They stood very close to the center of the battlefield, but they weren’t there to support Ye Linfeng. Instead, they were using the crushing pressure to sharpen their own combat instincts. After all, the opportunity to witness such a high-level battle up close was too valuable to pass up.
Standing there, it was as if they were participating in the battle, gaining critical insights from the sheer ferocity around them. But no one else dared to get this close—not even the Hidden Dragon Legion, who kept a safer distance, as the mental strain at that range was overwhelming.
Long Chen and Ye Linfeng’s battle stunned everyone. After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, their auras had risen to even more terrifying heights.
“Are they monsters? Their auras are still rapidly climbing!” exclaimed someone.
It was clear that Long Chen and Ye Linfeng hadn’t reached their peaks. They were still warming up, leaving the crowd to wonder if they were even human.
“Big brother Long Chen is incredible!” gasped one of the Hidden Dragon warriors, his eyes wide with admiration.
At first, they were worried for Long Chen, but now, they realized he had only shown a sliver of his true power back in the Wind God Sea Pavilion.
Seeing the Hidden Dragon warriors’ worshipful gazes, Tang Wan-er felt a swell of pride. In his Starry Sky Battle Robe, with starlight radiating from his body, Long Chen appeared wild and domineering—indescribably handsome.
For some reason, she liked the vibe that Long Chen exuded, like that of an untamable wild horse. There was something about him—a wild, dangerous energy—that captivated her completely.
“A nine-star heir? Hah, if this is all you have, then you’re nothing special,” sneered Ye Linfeng suddenly.
BOOM!
The two of them fell back once again, staring at each other through space.
The ground beneath them had disintegrated into a bottomless abyss, the very laws of space twisting around them, but neither was even panting or red in the face. A battle of this intensity didn’t seem to be too exhausting for them.
“How many moves has it been now?” Tang Wan-er shouted from a distance, reminding Ye Linfeng of his earlier taunt that he’d end the fight in just three moves.
“The three moves will count when I use my true killing moves—not this pointless back-and-forth. Isn’t that right?” Ye Linfeng replied with a straight face, not even feeling embarrassed.
Ye Linfeng glanced at Long Chen, who shrugged and cracked his neck.
Long Chen said, “Sure, whatever you say. In any case, your Brahma line and my nine star line are destined to be mortal enemies. Any fight between us will be a life-and-death fight, so there’s no point in saying all those bullshits. You seem eager for more, and I’m done warming up. So why don’t we start the real fight?”
An uproar exploded amongst the spectators.
“What?!”
“A warm-up?!”
“A battle on that level was only a warm-up?”
The spectators could hardly believe it. Even the Hidden Dragon warriors stared in disbelief, reluctant to accept that the battle they’d just witnessed was anything less than full strength.
After Long Chen said this, Ye Linfeng’s eyes sharpened in interest. “So, you do have more to show. Good. I’d expect no less from a legendary nine star heir. You’d never survive a real attack from me otherwise. And if I accidentally kill you, that wouldn’t go over well with the higher-ups, would it?”
Long Chen indifferently said, “Just make sure that confidence is real and not a cover for stupidity.”
Buzz.
With a hum of energy, Long Chen raised his left hand, a rune glowing on his palm. In the vast sky above him, one of the stars suddenly extinguished. As it did, a miniature star manifested in Long Chen’s left hand, glowing with a concentrated, intense light.
The star then vanished, and a streak of divine light flowed through Long Chen’s arms from left to right. When his right arm pointed at Ye Linfeng, the latter’s prideful expression instantly vanished, replaced by a look of pure shock.
The star in Long Chen’s right hand shot forward like a bolt of divine fury.
“One star, Star Fall[1]!” Long Chen roared.
1. From Chapter 4622 A Nine Star Disciple’s Trump Cards ☜