Chapter 1173: Chapter 1173: Accepting Defeat with Grace! (Second Update)

As the King Yan’s Fury was unleashed, Qin Fei had no resistance whatsoever, and was instantly blasted from the sky, crashing into the arena and creating a deep pit.

Everyone around was in shock and disbelief, wondering if this was not a human, but a deity.

How could mere human strength cause such a terrifying scene? The arena looked as if it had been shelled by cannons, almost flattened. A large number of spectators near the arena fainted from fright, and some even lost control of their bowels.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Qiu slowly descended from the sky, and this scene was recorded by many people on their phones.

“I’ve witnessed a miracle; he’s not a human, but a deity,” someone said excitedly, recording their words as well.

This scene wasn’t isolated. The battle between Ye Qiu and Qin Fei overturned many people’s outlook on the world, making them seriously consider the existence of deities, for how else could they explain their duel in the air, unsupported by anything?

Standing on the edge of the shattered arena, Ye Qiu looked at Qin Fei below the deep pit and said calmly, “Do you admit defeat?”

After a moment, a hand reached out, grasping the edge of the arena, and Qin Feng emerged from the pit.

At this moment, Qin Feng was in shambles. Although King Yan’s Fury was only infused with two types of Rule Power, it was more than enough against the Mythical Realm. After all, once King Yan’s Fury achieved three colors, it could even slay those in the Human King Realm.

Qin Feng had a hole in his chest, exuding the aura of fused Ice-Wind Rule, continuously harming his flesh, causing him great pain.

These were secondary concerns. What Qin Feng found unacceptable was that someone he thought he could easily defeat could fuse Rule Power, something Qin Feng himself couldn’t do. Only a Great Sect Holy Son could achieve this, and even they were few, as understanding rules in the Mythical Realm was not easy, let alone fusing them, a difficulty comparable to breaking into the Human King Realm.

Qin Feng stared at Ye Qiu, filled with unwillingness. Was he really going to serve under Ye Qiu?

“Fight again!” Qin Feng refused to admit defeat. Although he wasn’t a Great Sect Holy Son, he believed he was no less capable than them. How could he willingly succumb to Ye Qiu?

Ye Qiu softly said okay.

Qin Feng took out a pill and swallowed it quickly, his wounds healing visibly. Ye Qiu was slightly surprised that Qin Feng had such a wondrous Spirit Pill, whose effect surpassed those he concocted.

Qin Feng was instantly revived, radiant once more despite his tattered clothes, a testament to the pill’s extraordinary efficacy.

Whoosh.

Qin Feng’s body sliced through the air like an arrow, his speed doubling, even surpassing the previous moment, almost reaching the pinnacle of the Mythical Realm. Ye Qiu felt that, while Qin Feng’s power wasn’t at the peak of the Mythical Realm’s later stages, his speed definitely was.

In a contest of speed, Ye Qiu wasn’t weak, and his overall strength surpassed Qin Feng’s. No matter how Qin Feng attacked, Ye Qiu effortlessly evaded, with ease.

This scene was reminiscent of the previous battle between Qin Feng and Liu Hu, only now, it was Ye Qiu in the dominant position.

After several attempts, Qin Feng couldn’t touch Ye Qiu, growing anxious. The experience was akin to facing a Great Sect Holy Son. He was bewildered by Ye Qiu’s strength.

In frustration, Qin Feng pushed his speed even higher, suddenly reaching three times the previous pace.

The air was filled with his shadows, employing various attacking moves.

Ye Qiu stood his ground, body flickering incessantly, feet unmoving, resembling a roly-poly, unaffected by attacks from any direction.

After delivering a thousand moves and missing every one, Qin Feng breathed heavily, greatly spent.

Ye Qiu twisted his body to steady himself, once again conjuring two types of Rule Power with his hands.

Again?

Qin Feng was on edge, wary of being hit by this technique again, determined not to be injured twice on the same path.

“I won’t fall twice in the same way.” Qin Feng focused entirely, summoning all his strength. Even if he couldn’t dodge, he would withstand this strike.

This time, Ye Qiu’s hands bore a storm and ice crystals but didn’t immediately merge as Qin Feng anticipated.

Seeing this, Qin Feng suddenly entertained the idea that Ye Qiu’s previous successful strike was a fluke, not something he could always achieve.

If that were true, victory was assured for him. Qin Feng rejoiced internally, but his delight lasted only three seconds before his pupils suddenly doubled in size.

“You have even mastered the Rule of Fire…”

Qin Feng was dumbstruck. He, who wielded two types of Rule Power, was already considered a master, not weak even in the past. Yet, seeing the three types of Rule Power floating before Ye Qiu, he was thoroughly stunned.

Then something even more terrifying happened, plunging Qin Feng’s heart into despair.

Ye Qiu’s three types of Rule Power transformed into fish-like forms, gathering and slowly merging as one.

“Fusing three types of Rule Power…” Qin Feng rubbed his eyes, forgetting he was still dueling with Ye Qiu.

Two types of Rule Power fusing was one thing, but three types was truly against the heavens. Even a Great Sect Holy Son might not achieve that.

Fusing two types of Rule Power compared to three was entirely different, so difficult that some never achieved it in a lifetime.

Ice, fire, and wind fused into one, forming a sphere emitting three colors of light, surrounded by wisps of black energy, resembling a black hole in the universe.

The light sphere hovered in the palm of Ye Qiu’s hand, who smiled faintly at Qin Feng and said, “Want to try the power of my Tri-colored King Yan’s Fury?”

He then casually launched it forth again.

Qin Feng’s body bristled with goosebumps. Seeing the Tri-colored King Yan’s Fury, he felt his muscles tense to the extreme, a response to a life-and-death crisis.

The previous Dual-colored King Yan’s Fury nearly killed him. He barely fended it off by using all his strength and a precious pill. Otherwise, he’d be a corpse now.

This King Yan’s Fury, fused with three Rule Powers, was much stronger than before. Could he withstand it?

Qin Feng wasn’t confident, feeling a premonition of instant death, disintegration.

As the Tri-colored King Yan’s Fury neared him, he shouted, “I surrender!”

Instantly, the Tri-colored King Yan’s Fury stopped dead.

Ye Qiu smiled lightly and asked, “Do you truly admit defeat?”

“I accept the outcome. From now on, I, Qin Feng, will follow you!” Qin Feng lowered his proud head.

Ye Qiu nodded, snapped his fingers, and King Yan’s Fury dispersed.

Then Ye Qiu slowly walked off the arena, saying without looking back, “Following me, Ye Qiu, there is one rule: no betrayal. Understand?”

Qin Feng hesitated but eventually nodded.

Seeing Qin Feng’s attitude, Ye Qiu’s voice suddenly resounded in Qin Feng’s mind. “My name is Ye Qiu. Address me as Young Master from now on.”

Qin Feng was taken aback, realizing the spiritual power echoing in his mind, understanding that beyond the terrifying King Yan’s Fury, Ye Qiu’s spiritual power was even more frightening. Any remaining disobedient thoughts vanished.

Such a person was truly worth setting aside his pride to follow.

“Young Master, my name is Qin Feng.” Qin Feng cupped a fist and addressed Ye Qiu’s retreating figure.