CHAPTER 895: CHAPTER 891: A "FAIR" DUEL

"Senior Brother Lian, after all, he is a disciple of our Tianxuan Sect. Killing him like this, won’t Master Hui Ning cause us trouble if she finds out?" A nearby disciple of the sect asked worriedly.

The man surnamed Lian flashed a sharp look in his eyes and said, "He’s merely a nominal disciple who brought skills with him when he came up the mountain. He hasn’t even learned the sect’s Cultivation Techniques, and besides, this is a normal spar among fellow disciples; we just mishandled it. Death and injury occasionally happen during sparring, even if the Sect Master came, he wouldn’t overly blame us."

The nearby sect disciple nodded and said, "Then leave it to Senior Brother Lian, we will supervise and vouch for you."

Since it’s supposed to be a "normal spar," it requires a one-on-one duel; if a group attacks one person, it would be detectable from the body’s spiritual energy clashes, and the matter could no longer be concealed.

Even if Senior Brother Lian goes alone, he is fully confident with his cultivation level standing; he is at the mid Golden Core Stage, while Ye Fan is merely at the late Foundation Establishment stage, not yet having reached Golden Core Stage. The most important thing right now is to guard against Ye Fan’s magic treasure.

Senior Brother Lian quickly put away his treasured item, the square-holed round coin. To him, since the coin couldn’t suppress Ye Fan’s storage bracelet, the element of surprise was lost; if the coin got devoured by that mirror again, the Spiritual Artifact infused into the treasure would also be swallowed. This exchange is secondary, but his treasure would be thoroughly destroyed.

"Your magic treasure, no matter how good, is nothing more than a strange artifact that absorbs treasures. Even if I fight you barehanded, I can easily defeat you!" said Senior Brother Lian, raising his hand again, "You have all seen it, this kid meddles in matters that don’t concern him and swallowed Senior Brother Han’s magic sword. Such a demon, let me first test his cultivation for the seniors. Kid, bring out your skills and show me your true colors!"

Ye Fan thought to himself, this person is attempting to use the guise of a "fair duel" to kill him during the spar.

He knew his cultivation level was a notch lower; the other was using the Golden Core to store and manipulate spiritual energy, while he was only using Foundation Establishment, not on the same level. Though he had some accomplishment in the ancient martial arts’ Great Path of Embracing Core, it could only compensate somewhat from the cultivation technique standpoint without being able to withstand the opponent.

But the situation was like riding a tiger, he could not retreat without facing death, and seeing innocent Qing Xu being tainted by these people is intolerable to him.

"You won’t harm my junior brother; if you want to spar with him, you must defeat me first." At this moment, Qing Xu stubbornly held her Spiritual Artifact Magic Sword, standing in front of Ye Fan, but her body was indeed too small, unable to block these wolves in front of her.

"Show what you can do against Little Master Aunt!"

Senior Brother Lian shouted, attacking towards Ye Fan barehanded, while the other disciples surged towards Qing Xu. In their view, Qing Xu, with her Golden Core Stage cultivation and protected by the Spiritual Artifact Magic Sword, was the real threat, whereas Ye Fan was just a clueless kid for Senior Brother Lian to practice on.

Senior Brother Lian concentrated spiritual energy into his palms, his body shooting out like an arrow. He thought to himself, "Kid, your artifact that devours others is soon to be mine."

Ye Fan wielded the round disc, but he didn’t know how to use its Cultivation Technique; the disc seemed to perceive no threat from the treasures, even though Senior Brother Lian had already attacked up close, it remained calm, without causing any ripple.

If Ye Fan relied solely on his own cultivation to engage in a spiritual energy confrontation with Senior Brother Lian, this impact would destroy his internal Foundation Establishment.

It’s unwise to counter with pure force; when the stone comes, if the egg insists on confronting it, it’s self-destructive.

Ye Fan kept retreating, backing all the way to the edge of the back hill, unable to retreat further. With his current cultivation level, he couldn’t achieve flight in the air; if he slipped, resulting in losing balance, his opponent could continue pursuing, leaving him with no chance in mid-air.

Ye Fan thought, given my cultivation strength, engaging him head-on spells death; then I might as well try the ancient martial arts techniques.

Zhuo Junwu warned him that his Great Path of Embracing Core stood no chance against a Golden Core Stage expert, but he aimed to catch the opponent off guard because the Pangu Realm rarely has ancient martial arts sects, and those accustomed to only cultivating immortality know little about other methods of cultivation.

Ye Fan first set up a spiritual energy shield in front, then used the commonly utilized Tiger Crane Fist from ancient martial arts, causing Senior Brother Lian flying in to become bewildered.

This kid fights me hard like this, it’s suicidal? Or is he trying to use that strange artifact in his hand to treat me like a treasure to be absorbed?

Senior Brother Lian, knowing little about Ye Fan’s origin or the capability of Ye Fan’s copper mirror, considered it unworthy of the risk to fight Ye Fan with the potential of mutual destruction. Therefore, before clashing with Ye Fan’s ancient martial energy, Senior Brother Lian opted to dodge, not colliding directly with Ye Fan but releasing a fierce spiritual energy four feet in front of Ye Fan, retracting his body, leaping into the air, and launching a palm from above towards Ye Fan.

Senior Brother Lian was clear that Ye Fan had backed himself to the edge of the cliff; even if the strange disc artifact was powerful, it couldn’t defend against his strike. When Ye Fan was knocked off the cliff, that would be when he delivered the lethal blow from above. Ye Fan’s cultivation couldn’t achieve leaps through the air, but he could; this cliff for Golden Core Stage cultivators was like walking on flat ground.

Ye Fan initially intended to use his ancient martial energy to directly confront the opponent, but he didn’t expect the opponent to retreat first; in a flash, the spiritual energy wave strong enough to knock him off the cliff swept towards him, with nowhere to evade. Across, he saw Qing Xu trapped by several Golden Core Stage disciples of the sect, unable to come to assistance.

"Am I really going to be knocked off the cliff, without any resistance, and be shattered by him?"

Ye Fan, in imminent danger, exploded with an absolutely calm judgment, a vague idea rising in his heart, using less than a split second, he produced what seemed to be an unremarkable little flag.

"Whoosh..." Spiritual energy swept with a hurricane, attempting to blow Ye Fan off the cliff, but Ye Fan steadied himself at the cliff edge, the small flag in his hand suddenly transforming into a large banner, using the flagpole as a crutch, Ye Fan stubbornly held steady against the strong wind.

Leaping into the air, Senior Brother Lian was expecting to quickly press down a palm from above when Ye Fan was stunned off the cliff, shattering his body to pieces, but upon flipping downward, he realized Ye Fan was barely standing firm on the mountaintop against the fierce winds of spiritual energy.

"Something’s amiss." This was Senior Brother Lian’s first thought. Though his Qi Force couldn’t kill someone of late Foundation Establishment Stage, injury and flying away were inevitable, yet Ye Fan, standing firmly with the help of seemingly flag-like apparatus, could only mean the spiritual energy he emitted was largely neutralized.

However, Senior Brother Lian’s own body was also descending. He planned not to let Ye Fan survive the next move.

"Since that’s the case, I’ll then strike a palm down on your crown and smash you to pieces!"