For a moment, quite a few elders began discussing the situation with Wang Hu, after all, Ye Qingfeng's cultivation was much higher than Wang Hu's. How could Wang Hu possibly win?

The Brawny Elder, the one who had previously accepted Wang Hu as a core disciple, watched the situation on the martial arts platform where Wang Hu stood. Upon realizing that Wang Hu's opponent was Ye Qingfeng, his expression grew serious, clearly worried about Wang Hu.

Although he had high hopes for Wang Hu, Wang Hu undeniably had a significant gap in both age and cultivation compared to the opponent. Evidently, the Brawny Elder was not very optimistic about Wang Hu in this match.

However, at this moment, the Brawny Elder felt a bit pleased inside, as he had already accepted Wang Hu as his disciple. If he hadn't done so earlier, Wang Hu would've easily been eliminated now. This wasn't to say Wang Hu was lacking, but merely that his luck wasn't favorable. After all, any outer sect disciple facing someone like Ye Qingfeng wouldn't gain much advantage.

On the martial arts platform.

At this moment, Wang Hu looked solemnly at Ye Qingfeng across from him. He was well aware of the opponent's strength and uncertain if he could truly defeat him. However, what was certain was that he lacked significant confidence.

But when Wang Hu recalled what Ding Fan had said to him last night, his confidence significantly increased.

"In this tournament, there are almost no opponents for you..."

These words from Big Brother Ding Fan kept echoing in his mind, gradually boosting his confidence a lot. Moreover, Wang Hu knew that he was now a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, much stronger than before.

He couldn't quite gauge the extent of his strength now. Facing such a formidable opponent was indeed the best chance to test his true capabilities. Only when confronting strong enemies could he unleash his full inner potential.

For a moment, a glimmer of fighting spirit appeared in Wang Hu's eyes.

Ye Qingfeng looked at Wang Hu and couldn't help but sneer.

"You're no match for me. Although you're not bad, it's unfortunate you ran into me. I advise you to concede early to avoid unnecessary pain."

Ye Qingfeng looked at Wang Hu with disdain, clearly not taking him seriously. After all, Wang Hu was just an early Nascent Soul cultivator—such a big gap between them. Although the outer sect tournament enhanced the efficiency and speed, it also had many flaws. Once a good cultivator faced someone like himself, they had no choice but to be eliminated.

This was unfortunate for the sect. However, Ye Qingfeng had observed Wang Hu's previous matches and saw that he had been accepted into the inner sect as a core disciple, so he didn't feel pity for the sect.

Moreover, such an opponent was ideal for him. Defeating a core disciple effortlessly would further prove his strength. The more he devastated the opponent without killing them, the more it demonstrated his prowess!

At this moment, Ye Qingfeng looked at Wang Hu, a sinister expression crossing his face.

Wang Hu scoffed at Ye Qingfeng's words, clearly seeing through his attempt to provoke him. None of the disciples standing here would concede without a fight. How could they be like Meng Zihao? That was simply ridiculous. Few would do what Meng Zihao did.

"Stop the nonsense; show me what you've got!"

Wang Hu said confidently.

"Heh!"

Ye Qingfeng sneered, really couldn't understand what a mere early Nascent Soul cultivator was capable of to make such bold statements. However, in his dictionary, the word 'defeat' didn't exist. Clearly, he not only wanted to win but wanted Wang Hu to lose miserably!

Only then could he prove his power and secure better ressources from the sect. Every strong cultivator was ruthless by nature, stepping on others to move forward, continuously enhancing their own strength.

In Ye Qingfeng's mind, he had Wang Hu completely figured out! For him, this was an excellent opportunity to showcase his skills.

Thoughts of what Meng Haotian had mentioned flashed through Ye Qingfeng's mind. Indeed, Wang Hu's prominence had overshadowed his own, which was completely unacceptable to him. He naturally had to address this in his own way!

"Good luck to you then!"

Ye Qingfeng said coldly.

The spectators below witnessed the scene, their expressions growing lively. Clearly, the tension between the two on the platform promised an exciting match.

For other cultivators, the main goal was to gain insights from observing others' battles, thereby improving their own cultivation. The life and death of the two on the platform didn't concern them much. Moreover, both contestants were exceptional talents, making such a match rare even over several years.

"Go Senior Brother Ye!"

"Senior Brother Ye will surely win!"

"..."

For a moment, many cultivators began cheering vigorously for Ye Qingfeng, as his prestige among most sect disciples significantly overshadowed Wang Hu's.

Though some cultivators did support Wang Hu, given his opponent was Ye Qingfeng, many Wang Hu supporters couldn't voice it. Despite Wang Hu's strength, how could he be a match for Senior Brother Ye? While the match promised to be thrilling, the outcome seemed quite clear to everyone.

No sect disciple believed that Senior Brother Wang Hu would create a miracle this time.

"I said that Wang Hu is no good, just wait and see how Wang Hu gets defeated by Senior Brother Ye!"

"What dark horse? What comeback? It's all nonsense, a salted fish will always be a salted fish! This is an unchangeable fact! Even if he wins once or twice, facing a truly strong opponent, he's just cannon fodder!"

"Let's see how Wang Hu acts tough now? Haha..."

...

For a while, many cultivators who initially looked down on Wang Hu seemed to have found a backer in Ye Qingfeng, and they came out with a few people looking pleased with themselves and gloating.

At this time, Lianzi and others, seeing the conversation between Wang Hu and Ye Qingfeng, couldn't help but tense up again. Obviously, Ye Qingfeng would not be easy to deal with. Judging by his words, there was no intention of showing any leniency, although this was a crucial match for the Outer Sect Disciple Competition.

However, Wang Hu's cultivation was much lower than his, yet he showed no gentlemanly demeanor at all and instead kept provoking Wang Hu. It's truly despicable!

"I thought Ye Qingfeng was a gentleman, but I didn't expect him to be such a petty person!"

Some female cultivators around Lianzi, seeing the scene on the martial arts platform, slightly frowned. After all, having interacted with Wang Hu, they knew Senior Brother Wang Hu was a very good person. They hadn't expected to encounter such an opponent, and for a moment, they couldn't help but worry on behalf of Senior Brother Wang Hu.

"No more words, let's see the truth in the competition!"

At this moment, Ding Fan also obviously noticed some of the situations on the martial arts platform and couldn't help but have his impression of Ye Qingfeng drop significantly. He had thought this highly-touted genius disciple of the cultivators had high moral conduct, but upon seeing him today, it was just so-so.

Lianzi, Zhou Xiao, and others unintentionally overheard Ding Fan's words, and they were momentarily stunned, not understanding why Ding Fan had such confidence that Senior Brother Wang Hu could defeat the opponent.

However, Lianzi, Zhou Xiao, and others didn't think much about it at the moment. They were very worried about Wang Hu when the competition started later, hoping that even if he couldn't win, nothing untoward would happen.

"The match begins!"

The adjudicator walked onto the stage, speaking seriously to Wang Hu and Ye Qingfeng.

Just as he finished speaking, Ye Qingfeng's figure flashed, attacking Wang Hu with the swiftest and most fierce strikes, his speed astonishingly fast!

Ye Qingfeng naturally wouldn't hold back at all. First, this was his usual combat habit, never to underestimate any opponent, even a cultivator at the Early Nascent Soul Stage. He would still give it his all, and secondly, there was a cold smirk in his heart, wanting to see what skills this opponent had that his reputation almost surpassed his own.

He not only wanted to defeat the opponent, but to crush him, stepping over talented cultivators every day to advance!

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, Ye Qingfeng was in front of Wang Hu, unleashing a flurry of punches fierce as tigers at him, causing strong winds to gust, and even the surrounding air seemed to be exploded by his punches.

Swish swish swish!

Seeing the opponent's punches, Wang Hu clearly felt the terrifying power of his Late Nascent Soul Stage cultivation. He had no means to meet the attack head-on and had no choice but to dodge continuously to evade the attacks.

In no time, Wang Hu and the other had already entwined together, with Ye Qingfeng attacking continuously, while Wang Hu kept evading and retreating. Around them, stones and sand flew, even the air seemed frozen, and the martial arts platform became extremely intense.

All the people below the stage had their gaze fixed on the martial arts platform, seeing Wang Hu's defensive and evasive posture against Ye Qingfeng from the start, many cultivators couldn't help but break out in cold sweat for Wang Hu.

"I said Wang Hu is no good! Look now!"

"This time Wang Hu has truly met his match!"

"Senior Brother Ye isn't holding back at all. I predict Wang Hu will lose in no more than three minutes!"

"You can't say that. Remember, Senior Brother Wang Hu is only at the Early Nascent Soul Stage. How could he possibly match Senior Brother Ye..."

"My Senior Brother Ye is still the most awesome. No matter what cultivator meets him, they all fall!"

"..."

For a moment, many cultivators began discussing, seeing Wang Hu who was always passive. Some who never had faith in Wang Hu gloated, while some sect disciples who supported Wang Hu were at a loss. After all, Wang Hu's current situation wasn't good, and it seemed like it wouldn't take long for him to be defeated.

Although many sect disciples, especially those with rather ordinary cultivation, had already idolized Wang Hu, they had to accept the fact that Senior Brother Wang Hu was just at the Early Nascent Soul Stage, and Ye Qingfeng was at the Late Nascent Soul Stage. This was a gap of two full ranks, how could he win?

Though they were unwilling to accept what might happen, they had no choice but to accept it.