Primordial Star Scripture

In the arena, Zhou Mo's momentum grew even more massive after fending off another challenger.

Twisting his Cold Light Treasured Sword, he looked around the ring and said, "Who else wants to try?"

Having successively defeated several challengers at the fourth and fifth levels of True Qi, the others in the circle realized that Zhou Mo was a formidable contender among those at the fifth level of True Qi.

He had at least attained great mastery in two formidable mid-grade Yellow Tier martial arts techniques!

The dozen or so challengers in the circle, whose strength were all around the fourth to fifth level of True Qi, generally found it difficult to grasp high-grade Yellow Tier techniques and mostly practiced low to mid-grade ones.

When the gap in True Qi levels was not significant, proficiency in martial arts techniques became crucial.

After having watched Zhou Mo fight several times, these challengers were not very confident they could outperform him in techniques.

For a moment, the dozen challengers were reluctant to step up.

"No one dares to challenge me?"

Zhou Mo shook his head and walked towards the tall girl, saying, "Jing, it seems like no one in this group can be our teammate..."

He hadn't finished speaking when suddenly a faint voice came from behind, "I'll take the challenge."

Ye Chen made his way through the crowd to the middle of the ring.

Someone was challenging?

Zhou Mo had just defeated several opponents and was at the peak of his momentum; to challenge him at this point was an obvious disadvantage, which was why they had not acted hastily.

Yet unexpectedly, someone promptly stepped up for a challenge.

People in the circle turned their gaze towards Ye Chen, and when they noticed the Qingyun Sect's outer disciple uniform he was wearing, their looks became somewhat strange.

Turning around, Zhou Mo also noticed Ye Chen's attire and said impatiently, "An outer disciple? With only fourth level of True Qi, you dare to challenge me?"

"The last few outer disciples were all defeated by me within three moves, and even several official disciples at the fifth level of True Qi didn't last ten moves against me. Are you sure you want to try?"

Ye Chen smiled, "There's no rule that says outer disciples can't try, is there?"

The tall girl standing aside was taken by Ye Chen's calm and composed manner.

She rarely saw such confident demeanor from disciples at the fourth or fifth level of True Qi.

"Anyone with confidence can challenge. We are indeed hoping to find a good teammate," the tall girl said to Ye Chen with a smile, pausing slightly.

Ye Chen nodded and looked towards Zhou Mo, "In that case, please make your move."

"I go first?" Zhou Mo chuckled, "I hope you can catch my three moves!"

Whoosh!

With a flick of his wrist, his sword didn't even unsheathe, yet the sword and scabbard together created a wave over two meters tall, howling towards Ye Chen.

The mid-grade Yellow Tier martial arts technique, Gale Sword Skills!

This set of attacking techniques, driven by sword movements and True Qi, formed a roaring gale, using overwhelming force to suppress the opponent.

Just now, it was with this technique that Zhou Mo had directly knocked down the challenging outer disciples within three moves.

In the blink of an eye, the towering sword qi wave was about to crash down upon Ye Chen.

"Can he block it?"

In the circle, the tall girl, a burly young man, and more than a dozen challengers stared unblinkingly at the unfolding battle, their eyes fixed on Ye Chen.

They wanted to observe Ye Chen's move to see if his strength matched his earlier composure.

As the Gale Sword Skills' sword qi wave was about to hit, Ye Chen sprung into action.

Like Zhou Mo, he also didn't draw his sword. Instead, he pointed the sheathed sword into the wave.

At the sound of a loud "boom," the towering sword qi wave burst apart, and as the wind dispersed, Ye Chen's sword was already pressed against Zhou Mo's scabbard.

The Gale Sword Skills brought forth a tempest with the sword as its eye.

Ye Chen had pierced through the eye of the tempest in an instant, immobilizing Zhou Mo's sword and disrupting the flow of his technique.

"What keen insight!"

"He instantly saw through the critical point of the mid-grade Yellow Tier martial art 'Gale Sword Skills'!"

The tall girl's eyes sparkled as she saw Ye Chen's maneuver.

"It seems Zhou Mo has met his match," she nodded, her chest heaving under her fiery red leather armor.

"He actually blocked it?"

The several contenders watching the battle from outside the arena originally thought that this new name-only disciple would be suppressed by Zhou Mo, but they never expected that the name-only disciple would break Zhou Mo's attack with just one move.

To think that even the previous formal outer sect disciples couldn't achieve this!

When did this name-only disciple crop up?

So powerful?

The contenders couldn't believe it, and Zhou Mo, who was in combat with Ye Chen, was even more taken aback. His sword scabbard was blocked by Ye Chen, causing his face to instantly darken.

"I didn't expect you to actually have some skill."

"You're the first name-only disciple who has forced me to use the 'Fierce Light Sword Skills'."

"However, the game should end now."

Zhou Mo flicked his wrist and the scabbard flew away, his sword unsheathed.

"Fierce Light Sword Skills, Light Splitting Burst!"

The sword Zhou Mo unsheathed surged with flowing light, and at his touch, instantly sent out five piercing beams of light, stabbing towards Ye Chen with extreme speed.

This sword technique was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the five bursts of light had pierced to the front of Ye Chen, targeting five of his body's vital points.

One sword splitting into five lights!

"The Fierce Light Sword Skills, it turns out to be among the top twenty most powerful Yellow-rank intermediate martial techniques!"

"Rumors say that this sword technique is incredibly fast, and when perfected, it can even strike ten swords in the blink of an eye, making it virtually unavoidable."

Hearing Zhou Mo announce the name of the sword technique, many of the contenders around exclaimed in shock.

While these people were looking at Zhou Mo's sword emitting the five piercing lights, the tall girl kept her beautiful eyes unwaveringly on Ye Chen.

"The one who could see through the Gale Sword Skills at a glance, his comprehension of sword techniques must be extremely profound."

"Five slashes in an instant might be difficult for others to defend against, but for him, it should be quite simple, right?"

"I hope I'm not wrong."

Just as the tall girl was looking towards Ye Chen, and Zhou Mo's five bursts of piercing light were stabbing at Ye Chen, Ye Chen remained extraordinarily calm.

He took a small step back with his feet, while simultaneously flicking his wrist.

The fine steel sword in his hand had already shot out explosively.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

Ding!

The tips of the swords clashed, sending sparks flying.

The Fierce Light Sword Skills that the other contenders thought unavoidable were all blocked by Ye Chen in an instant.

What's more, while fending off the five piercing lights, Ye Chen's sword flashed twice more, like a torrential downpour shooting forwards, two sword beams attacked Zhou Mo at an incredible speed.

Seven slashes with one sword!

Ye Chen's move was even faster and more powerful than Zhou Mo's "Light Splitting Burst"!

This move was precisely the first technique of Ye Chen's practiced Torrential Rain Sword Skills—Torrential Rainfall!

Ye Chen's unbelievably fast counter-attack made Zhou Mo's complexion drastically change. With his sword momentum exhausted, he had no time to parry and could only shoot backwards in retreat.

Even so, two clear trails of blood emerged on Zhou Mo's retreating body.

Zhou Mo even felt that Ye Chen's two slashes had no intention of striking his vital points; otherwise, he would have been seriously injured in that exchange!

"How is this possible?!"

Seeing Zhou Mo injured and retreating under the attack of a swift sword, the other contenders in the area were completely stunned.

No matter what, they couldn't imagine that this name-only disciple's sword speed was faster and more terrifying than that of a formal disciple!

For a name-only disciple to be inferior to a formal disciple was almost an iron law in the Qingyun Sect.

Ye Chen, however, had shattered this belief!

"The Torrential Rain Sword Skills, it's the Torrential Rain Sword Skills!"

At that moment, the tall girl outside the arena cried out loud, her bosom heaving rapidly and her beautiful face turning crimson with excitement.

"You have actually managed to master the Torrential Rain Sword Skills, the strongest among the Yellow-rank intermediate martial techniques!"