Nine Revolutions Star Technique

Chapter 628 - 631: Nothing More Than This

Boom!

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

Everyone stared at Ye Qingchen in disbelief.

It’s important to know.

From the start, many were speculating on how Ye Qingchen would deal with the imminent situation.

Some thought that faced with the aggressive Zhang Muyun, Ye Qingchen would inevitably bend the knee and beg for mercy without hesitation.

Others believed that Ye Qingchen would resist stubbornly for a while, only to be trampled underfoot by Zhang Muyun.

However.

No one expected that Ye Qingchen would dare to brazenly defy Zhang Muyun.

Swish!

At that instant.

The onlookers watching from the sidelines all suddenly changed their expressions, retreating in alarm as if running from snakes and scorpions!

Indeed.

Zhang Muyun’s gaze, filled with murderous intent, aimed directly over:

"You little bastard, what did you say?"

"I said, you either kneel or die!" Ye Qingchen said unyieldingly.

"Courting death!"

Seeing Ye Qingchen’s calm expression, Zhang Muyun could no longer contain his anger. As a top prodigy, he had always been treated with utmost respect.

Now, a wild brat dared to stand up and challenge him—how could he swallow this insult?

"Hah!"

With the word spoken, his voice suddenly boomed.

His surging qi blood rolled out like a tidal wave, stirring dust on the ground into a massive circular dust wave that spread rapidly.

Next, the massive dust wave was torn apart by Zhang Muyun’s punch. A colossal fist shot out like an arrow, tearing through the air, and headed straight for Ye Qingchen.

"Such a fierce punch!"

The surrounding prodigies were all horrified.

Seeing this punch, Lin Shifei’s face turned even paler. If Zhang Muyun had used this move at the start, he would likely be dead by now.

"Can he block it?"

Others hurriedly looked on.

And they saw.

Ye Qingchen stood there casually, as if completely stunned by fear.

"Haha, he has some courage to dare challenge Zhang Muyun," Zhang Nanxuan’s gloomy voice sounded again from above the clouds, "but unfortunately, he lacks the strength to match his courage!"

"Yes, there’s a vast difference in strength, knowing it’s impossible yet still doing it. This can’t be called bravery, but arrogance!"

Someone echoed this sentiment from the clouds.

"Dodge quickly!"

Seeing Ye Qingchen standing there motionless, Lin Shifei couldn’t help but shout.

However, before the words were fully spoken.

Zhang Muyun’s punch had already struck Ye Qingchen’s chest fiercely.

"Thud!"

A deep, thunderous sound erupted suddenly.

Like a gigantic bell being struck atop the South Celestial Sect, a tremendous soundwave turned into a rolling sonic boom, spreading rapidly outward from the center of their two bodies.

Crack!

The surrounding ground shattered violently into rolling dust. The prodigies nearby retreated repeatedly, unable to stand firm. If Lu Yanwu hadn’t acted quickly to pull back Sea of Zhou, he might have been blasted away by the soundwave.

"What happened?"

"Ye Qingchen didn’t defend and took the punch directly?"

"This seems like a sure death!"

Everyone looked eagerly at the scene, desperate to find out what happened.

However.

In everyone’s view, Zhang Muyun’s strength was already proven. A punch like this, with no room for mercy, would be tough to withstand even for prodigies with the same cultivation level, let alone Ye Qingchen.

Even if he survived, he would surely be gravely injured.

"Just as expected!"

In the distance.

Fang Mingyu looked at the front, his expression unchanged; he had anticipated this outcome. Shaking his head slightly, just as he was about to turn away, a voice filled with surprise and disbelief came from behind.

"How is this possible?"

"He actually..."

"Oh my God!"

Hearing the voices, Fang Mingyu turned back swiftly to witness an astonishing sight.

By then.

The dust had cleared, revealing the scene within. Ye Qingchen stood with his arms folded, completely unmoved. Zhang Muyun’s fist was planted on his chest, yet he appeared completely unscathed.

"Is it real?"

Fang Mingyu almost jumped up.

The surrounding was in an uproar.

Nobody expected Ye Qingchen to take Zhang Muyun’s punch head-on and remain unscathed. Just how formidable is this physical body? Even steel would pale in comparison.

Lin Shifei’s eyes nearly popped out!

"Heh heh, Zhang Nanxuan, it seems your nephew’s skills are limited. This kid took his punch and isn’t even scratched!" A voice in the clouds seemed to laugh triumphantly at the advantage.

Zhang Nanxuan snorted coldly in response, "It’s not over yet. The outcome is still uncertain!"

"How could this be?"

The most shocked was naturally Zhang Muyun, who stared at Ye Qingchen in disbelief.

The punch he threw felt like it collided with a tidal wave, and the terrifying backlash made it seem as if his hand bones were about to split apart.

"With such limited skills, you dare to provoke me?" Ye Qingchen brushed off the dust on his clothes and said with a faint smile, "This so-called top-tier talent is nothing more than that!"

"Dare to underestimate me!"

Zhang Muyun heard this and a flash of anger appeared in his eyes as he shouted, unleashing an even greater surge of qi blood, his muscles swelling like molten copper and iron. He lunged forward, once again punching at Ye Qingchen!

This punch compared to lightning, was entirely driven by qi blood, like a lion’s roar. It fully demonstrated the strength of a Celestial Venerable Eighth-layer Body Refining Martial Artist!

"How will he deal with this move?"

The crowd quickly looked on.

Some pondered silently, if it were them facing this punch, they could only avoid the brunt. But doing so would surely lose the initiative, falling into Zhang Muyun’s relentless attack.

Above the clouds.

Several figures watching Zhang Muyun’s punch couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.

"Zhang Muyun’s strength is indeed not weak!"

"Indeed, with his cultivation, it won’t be many years before he becomes another Human Immortal!"

Listening to the surrounding comments, Zhang Nanxuan’s face grew more smug, "Heh heh, he is my nephew after all, his strength is naturally remarkable. This punch will teach Ye Qingchen a lesson!"

However, before he finished speaking, they saw Ye Qingchen lightly raise his right hand, blocking what seemed like an overwhelmingly powerful strike.

"How is this possible?" Zhang Muyun’s pupils contracted sharply. Even if he overestimated Ye Qingchen, he didn’t think he’d be this formidable.

"I refuse to believe it!"

Zhang Muyun shouted in anger, advancing once more, both fists now fully unleashed. As one punch struck, the other hand had already transformed into an eagle claw, tearing fiercely.

Before the claw arrived, his right leg had already swung like a giant axe chopping down.

In an instant.

The offensive poured down like a violent storm, relentlessly rushing towards Ye Qingchen.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Resounding thunderous crashes erupted. Each strike echoed like a thunderclap.

The crowd looked on.

They saw Ye Qingchen standing still, one hand behind his back, using just his right hand to fend off all of Zhang Muyun’s attacks.

"How is this possible?"

Fang Mingyu’s eyes widened in shock, unable to believe Ye Qingchen’s immense power.

The onlookers nearly had their jaws drop to the ground; even the most ignorant could see the vast disparity in strength between the two!

"Is Zhang Muyun going to lose?"

A thought appeared in everyone’s minds.

"With all these moves, isn’t it my turn now?" Ye Qingchen looked at Zhang Muyun with a faint smile.

"I won’t believe it!"

Seeing Ye Qingchen’s expression, Zhang Muyun’s eyes filled with shame and anger.

"Clang!"

He stomped fiercely, and the ground beneath him shattered, sending countless shards flying like Flying Locust Crossbow Arrows.

This step was even more powerful than before.

"Boom!"

Zhang Muyun’s already massive stature grew even larger, his muscles sharply defined as if carved from rock.

In the next moment, this punch, like a crashing thunder, fiercely attacked Ye Qingchen!

This punch.

Embodied Zhang Muyun’s lifelong cultivation, amassing his Celestial Venerable Eighth-layer qi blood! Its immense power seemed capable of shattering all existence.

"With this punch, I will surely defeat him!"

Zhang Muyun was confident in this punch.

Even Tuoba Ye and Wu Xingyun wouldn’t dare confront it head-on!

"Can he still block it?"

For a moment.

All eyes turned to watch.

However.

As everyone watched, they saw Ye Qingchen take a step forward, and with a casual slap!

When this slap was executed, it seemed insignificant, but as it fell, it was as if the heavens were collapsing, overwhelming everything!