Chapter 1932 This sword is good

Seeing someone else stand before Di Rong again, the crowd below the stage erupted in an uproar.

"Even Feng Tianxiang, the top-ranked on the Heaven List, was defeated, unable to withstand a single move from him. Will he be of any use going up there…?"

"What do you know? The reason Feng Tianxiang is number one on the Heaven List is because no one has had the chance to challenge him yet. I believe Ye Bufan's strength will definitely teach this arrogant guy a good lesson…"

"I also believe in Ye Bufan. Don't mind that he's only third on the Heaven List; don't forget he has never been defeated since entering the Academy. I believe he can still bring us a miracle!"

The students of Tianfeng Branch whispered among themselves, discussing and expressing their inner thoughts.

Some expressed support, some expressed doubt, and even those on Feng Tianxiang's side remained silent.

Although these people didn't like Ye Bufan, they now all stood behind a common Tianfeng Branch; they would prosper together or suffer together.

Di Rong stood on the arena, his expression extremely excited. Defeating Ye Bufan in front of so many people was the result he desired most.

Especially with Hu Yaoyao, Lu Xueman, and other beautiful women watching, he could show them who the most outstanding man was.

"You, surnamed Ye, you finally came out. Now let's have a real fight."

As he spoke, the Aura on his body suddenly erupted, and the Divine Might of a Middle Stage Void Refining Realm expert permeated the entire venue.

Feeling his Divine Might, the entire scene returned to silence, not a sound could be heard, and everyone's hearts were in their throats.

Lu Xueman nervously clenched her fists, staring intently at the stage, sweating for her man.

Chu Lingxi was also the same. Although deep down she hoped Ye Bufan could defeat Di Rong, this guy was just too powerful, so powerful that she had a misconception that he was unbeatable.

Only Hu Yaoyao was full of confidence. She believed her Xiao Age would definitely achieve the final victory.

Ye Bufan glanced at Di Rong, a hint of mockery curving his lips: "You want to have a real fight with me? With your strength, you're not worthy!"

"You, surnamed Ye, how dare you look down on me! Now I'll show you my true strength!"

Di Rong was incredibly annoyed. Although he had been repeatedly defeated by Ye Bufan in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, he believed it was because he was injured, and the opponent's strength was not much stronger than his own.

Now that he was in his peak condition and had entered the Middle Stage of the Void Refining Realm, he would definitely take revenge and wipe away his humiliation.

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Thinking of this, he attacked first, striking a palm through the air towards Ye Bufan.

This time, he held nothing back, unleashing the full strength of a Middle Stage Void Refining Realm expert. As soon as his palm struck, it drew upon the power of Heaven and Earth Origin Qi, transforming into a true Origin Qi Great Hand, descending with endless pressure.

The students below the stage all changed color. This level of combat was beyond their comprehension. If it were them, they definitely wouldn't be able to withstand this move.

Chu Lingxi even hugged her chest with both hands, watching the stage with extreme nervousness.

Ye Bufan's lips curled into a cold smile. As the true Origin Qi Great Hand drew closer and closer, he raised his hand and slapped it out.

Compared to Di Rong's palm strike, his move seemed far too casual, almost like swatting a fly. There wasn't even the slightest fluctuation of true Origin Qi, nor any visible power.

Feng Tianxiang's face showed a hint of a sneer. With such little ability, he still wanted to compete with others? Wasn't this just seeking death?

But then the smile on his face instantly froze, his eyes wide, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

On the arena, Ye Bufan's palm strike collided with the true Origin Qi Great Hand, instantly tearing it apart.

In other words, Di Rong's true Origin Qi Great Hand was so fragile and vulnerable before him, shattering like weak bubbles, without offering even the slightest resistance.

Then, this slap landed unobstructed on Di Rong's face. With a crisp 'pa' sound, it directly sent him flying over ten meters, hitting the arena's railing with a 'bang' before falling to the ground.

At this, everyone was stunned. No one had expected such a result.

This scene was so familiar. Just now, when Di Rong hit Feng Tianxiang, it was exactly like this: a single slap, and the opponent had no ability to resist, just like hitting a child.

And now this scene was replayed, only the roles had completely reversed. Just now, he was arrogantly hitting others, and now he was beaten miserably, with a huge palm print left on his face.

"My heavens, what did I see? Isn't this Qingyu Academy's top-ranked on the Heaven List? Isn't he a Middle Stage Void Refining Realm expert? How could he not even block a single slap from him?"

"Oh my god, Ye Bufan truly lives up to being my idol, he's just too amazing…"

"Feng Tianxiang couldn't block Di Rong's slap, and Di Rong was beaten like a dog. The difference is just too great, isn't it…?"

"I said it long ago, Ye Bufan

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is the true number one on the Heaven List…"

After a brief silence, the area below the stage instantly erupted. Everyone was shocked by the scene on the stage, continuously exclaiming and expressing their inner astonishment.

Feng Tianxiang's face was extremely grim. Although Ye Bufan's victory was good for the Tianfeng Empire Branch, for him personally, it was certainly not a glorious matter.

Especially the scene just now, everyone saw it with their own eyes: he was slapped off the arena by Di Rong.

And after Ye Bufan went on stage, there was a reversal; he also slapped Di Rong down with a single slap. Although the two of them hadn't directly fought, even a fool could see the disparity.

Shock, anger, and humiliation constantly gnawed at his heart, unwilling to have his face so firmly trampled underfoot by others.

He couldn't understand why a mere Nascent Soul Stage boy would possess such powerful combat strength? He couldn't even be defeated by a Void Refining Realm expert!

Lu Xueman, on the other hand, felt a different emotion. Looking at Ye Bufan, who was displaying his Divine Might on the stage, her heart was now filled with admiration.

She had originally wanted to protect him, but she never expected her man to be this powerful.

In contrast, Hu Yaoyao expressed herself more directly, excitedly clapping her hands and continuously shouting towards the stage: "Little Age is amazing, Little Age, I love you!"

Di Rong painfully climbed up from the arena, his heart filled with anger and disbelief.

All along, he had thought that the gap between him and the opponent was not large. The reason Ye Bufan could be arrogant was either by relying on Nalan Yujia or by relying on the 8th-Order Demon Beast, the Azure Dragon.

He had originally thought that by advancing to the Middle Stage of the Void Refining Realm this time, he could wipe away his humiliation, but he never expected to be defeated so miserably right at the beginning of their exchange.

"Boy, you forced my hand."

He reached out, and a dazzling treasured sword appeared in his palm. It was precisely the High Grade Spiritual Artifact he had just obtained from his Family—the Jinghong Sword.

Normally, this was an exchange match, and although there were no restrictions, very few people used weapons.

Now, Di Rong not only used a treasured sword, but it was also a rare High Grade Spiritual Artifact. Everyone present was shocked. Did this mean he was fighting to the death?

Lu Xueman was even more startled and worriedly called out: "Xiao Fan, be careful!"

But unexpectedly, when Ye Bufan saw Di Rong's treasured sword, he not only showed no tension but instead his eyes lit up, filled with excitement.

"This sword is good!"