CHAPTER 201: CHAPTER 138: STOP FIGHTING, YOU GUYS

Upon hearing that Ye Qingzhou had become even stronger, he was not envious; instead, it further fueled his competitive spirit against him.

Gu Minghui also welcomed this development: "Having indomitable fighting spirit is a good thing, but if you want to defeat Ye Qingzhou, mere resolve isn’t enough. Next, you need to make up for your shortcomings in the Spiritual Realm. First, you should make a good venture into Yuelu Academy. Otherwise, in the face of Ye Qingzhou’s Sword of Dao, you’ll only end up being instantly defeated."

"Alright!"

Gu Mingye replied forcefully. He knew his talents were limited; over the years, it was thanks to his elder brother Gu Minghui’s planning and training route that he was able to reach this point.

So now that Gu Minghui had laid out a new plan for him, Gu Mingye naturally chose to trust without hesitation and obediently follow.

......

Yuelu Mountain Secret Realm, Yuu King Stele.

As soon as Ye Qingzhou stepped into it, he felt the surrounding air humidity suddenly increase.

A misty fog shrouded the area, carried by the mountain winds, bringing a refreshing breath that invigorated the spirit.

Zeng Jixia failed to have a romantic evening with his girlfriend last night, neglecting his beloved, and was now coaxing her incessantly on the phone.

Thus, Yuan Zhiyi took on the role of introducer.

He stood before an ancient stone stele, speaking eloquently: "This is the Yuu King Stele, with inscriptions divided into nine rows, each with nine characters, leaving four characters incomplete at the end, totaling seventy-seven words. Divine Doctor Zhang Shuhua once claimed that within these inscriptions lies a peerless skill, attainable only by the fated."

Yuan Zhiyi then switched his tone and sighed wistfully: "Unfortunately, over decades, many have come here daily to observe the changes in the water Qi, gaining insights into numerous Martial Techniques of Wind Force, Forest Technique, and Yin Skill, but still no one has been able to fully comprehend the inscription’s contents."

"Hahaha, undoubtedly, I am the fated one!"

Leon raised his hand and strode forward, heading towards the stone stele.

His presence quickly aroused dissatisfaction among those studying the Yuu King Stele nearby, though none acted, appearing instead to wait for his impending embarrassment.

Sure enough, as Leon walked, he suddenly clutched his mouth, kicking wildly as if drowning, struggling to escape from the rapid current.

Eventually, Leon was expelled from the circle by an invisible force, completely humiliated.

"I almost... drowned just now..."

Leon gasped heavily, his face still showing a lingering sense of shock and fear.

Ye Qingzhou teased: "You have time; better strengthen your mind. Your Illusion Technique resistance is a bit too low."

After saying that, he stepped forward.

Among those observing the Yuu King Stele nearby were members of the Zhongnan University Martial Arts Club, who, seeing Ye Qingzhou dare to approach it, waited eagerly to watch another spectacle.

"Didn’t expect one to be swept out by the ’Waterless Celestial Wave,’ yet another who dares defy death comes."

"Young people are competitive; they won’t back down until they hit a wall. After a few losses, they’ll wise up."

Ye Qingzhou heard the sarcastic remarks around him and shook his head, lamenting: "A bunch of dull-witted failures dare mock a genius like me. Calling you pigs is the highest compliment."

"What did you say!"

"Do you want a beating?"

All fiery young men, how could they tolerate being scolded by Ye Qingzhou like that?

Immediately, they stood up angrily, ready to teach Ye Qingzhou a lesson.

Yuan Zhiyi hurried forward: "Don’t fight, please don’t hit him, just give me face."

"Yuan Zhiyi, you’re defending him?"

I’m basically defending you all here. If you truly provoke Ye Qingzhou into action, you’ll all end up in the infirmary, understood!

Finally, Yuan Zhiyi and Zeng Jixia together managed to pacify the situation, preventing Ye Qingzhou from erupting.

Otherwise, tomorrow’s World Martial Arts Discussion headlines would likely turn into "Shocking! Zhongnan University’s students actually did such a thing to a high school student!"

And then release a photo of Zhongnan University students beaten, scrambling for their teeth across the ground—how embarrassing would that be?

That scenario, Zeng Jixia and Yuan Zhiyi dared not even imagine.

With no annoying flies buzzing around his ears, Ye Qingzhou finally stood before the Yuu King Stele.

A dense Power of Thought Ability transformed into a massive wave, gathering into a vast ocean, surging towards Ye Qingzhou, impacting his Spiritual realm, making him seem like a lone boat floating in the ocean.

Leon earlier was expelled by this spiritual shock as he couldn’t withstand it.

"What kind of fated one is this supposed to be..."

Ye Qingzhou shook his head and sighed; those lacking in Spiritual Realm can’t even approach, let alone understand the words inscribed on the stele.

"Indeed, in the Martial Arts World, being able to fight exceptionally well makes one virtuous. Otherwise, when encountering a fateful opportunity, all that can be done is to sigh in despair, returning empty-handed from the mountain of treasure."

At this moment, facing the overwhelming "water waves," Ye Qingzhou stood unmoving, his Martial Arts Will divided into six parts, transforming into six soaring dragons.

The deafening Dragon’s Roar summoned storms and thunder, dispersing the boundless waves, protecting the three-foot space around Ye Qingzhou.

And Ye Qingzhou, amidst the immense pressure on his spirit and the impact of the water waves, began reading the contents of the stele’s inscription.

The inscription’s characters were highly peculiar.

Some resembled slithering dragons and snakes, some like curled tadpoles, the unique shapes difficult to recognize, appearing somewhat similar to bird script or Daoist symbols.

Ye Qingzhou didn’t try to decipher the contents of these characters because he wasn’t a linguist; he was a Martial Artist.