Chapter 2032: Be sure to pay attention next time

Song Yaoji's greatest trump card was her Divine Soul attack, which was also her strongest combat power. In the past, relying on this formidable weapon in battles, she always ended them within one or two moves.

Moreover, she was the current Princess, and no one dared to fight her to the death, so she had very little real combat experience.

Precisely because of this, once her Divine Soul Stab trump card became ineffective, her combat power plummeted.

Although she was at the Soul Transformation Peak, compared to other Cultivators of the same level, her combat power was much weaker, not to mention Ye Erlang, who was invincible among his peers.

Before she could even finish her move, a massive fist appeared before her eyes, followed by a dull thud. She felt a dizzying blur, and her left eye was completely bruised black.

Ye Bufan had long wanted to severely teach this unruly woman a lesson, and now that he had the chance, he naturally wouldn't let it slip.

Ye Erlang punched her left eye, then her right eye, and in the blink of an eye, he gave the Princess a pair of big panda eyes.

Song Yaoji was completely stunned. In all her life, she had never been beaten so badly. For a moment, she was completely at a loss, let alone able to launch a follow-up move.

Ye Erlang, however, showed no intention of stopping. He wouldn't show any mercy to this unruly woman, continuously throwing his fists.

Thump, thump, thump… With a series of solid thuds, in almost an instant, Song Yaoji was thoroughly beaten black and blue.

At this point, everyone was dumbfounded. One must know that this was the exalted Princess, Anshun Prince Song Jian's most beloved daughter, yet she was beaten to such a state.

"My heavens, is this Young man insane? How dare he treat the Princess like this…"

Gasps of surprise rose from the surroundings. The only one who dared to act against Song Yaoji in such a manner was probably this Young man before them.

Song Jian's expression was even more unsightly to the extreme. Originally, he had full confidence in his daughter's battle, but he didn't expect her to be beaten like this as soon as she stepped up.

The most crucial point was that the entire Tianfeng Empire Imperial City knew that Song Yaoji was his daughter. This was no longer just limited to a match; every punch Ye Bufan threw was like a punch to his face.

"Damn it!"

Song Jian clenched his fists, veins throbbing on his forehead, his heart completely filled with rage.

But he was, after all, an old and cunning fox, knowing that now was not the time to explode. He could only forcibly suppress the anger in his heart.

"Alright, the Imperial Family concedes this match!"

As soon as the words fell, it marked the end of this battle.

However, Ye Erlang didn't stop immediately. He then delivered another loud slap to Song Yaoji's already swollen face.

A crisp slap echoed through the air, and everyone's hearts suddenly tightened. This was publicly slapping Anshun Prince's face!

Indeed, Song Jian's face turned ashen as he angrily said, "What are you doing? Haven't we already conceded?"

Ye Erlang said with an apologetic look, "I'm sorry, Prince Anshun, you shouted too suddenly, and I couldn't stop myself at all.

I'm truly sorry, I'll definitely pay attention next time!"

After he finished speaking, everyone present had lines on their foreheads. This guy actually planned for a next time.

Hua Ziyue, sitting on the viewing platform, couldn't help but curve her lips into a smile.

How satisfying!

Seeing Anshun Prince publicly disgraced, her heart felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction!

Although Song Jian was enraged, he had no choice but to wave his hand to those beside him: "Go and bring the Princess down."

At this moment, Song Yaoji stood on the arena, her eyes wide and blank, completely dazed.

This was understandable; the stimulation she had just received was simply too great.

Relying on her Divine Soul attack methods, she had always been incredibly arrogant, even viewing Ye Bufan as a good-for-nothing.

Now, being beaten to such a state by the person she called a good-for-nothing, one can imagine the immense psychological gap.

Furthermore, as the current Princess, to lose face under the public gaze was utterly humiliating, and the blow to her inner self was immeasurable.

It was precisely because of this that even after the match ended, she hadn't regained her senses. She remained dazed until she was helped off the arena by the Prince's people, as if she had been completely beaten silly.

The competition then entered an intermission. As soon as Ye Erlang stepped off the arena, Jiang Fangzhou, Lu Xueman, Hu Yaoyao, and others gathered around him.

"Ye Dage, you're truly amazing, you even dared to hit the Princess…"

"Xiao Age, well done! Such an unruly woman deserves a good lesson!"

Facing the people gathered around him, Ye Erlang suddenly clutched his stomach.

"I ate something bad; I need to go to the latrine."

After saying that, he hurried towards the latrine. After all, body swapping was still somewhat unpredictable, and he needed to return quickly, otherwise, it would be bad if someone noticed the flaw.

Most people didn't pay attention to his action, as it was a break period, and going to the latrine was normal.

But Fan Xiaofeng from Cangfeng Academy had been observing the movements here. Seeing Ye Bufan enter the latrine again, a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Previously, during the arena battle at Cangfeng Academy, the opponent only had a Nascent Soul Initial Stage cultivation.

But after going to the latrine and returning, he displayed Divine Might, thoroughly dominating all four of them.

Today's match was the same; before fighting Song Yaoji, Ye Bufan had emerged from the latrine.

Why go at this particular time, not earlier or later?

As a Cultivator, would he truly be unable to control his body?

Precisely because of this, he absolutely did not believe Ye Bufan was merely going to the latrine. He felt that the opponent must have used some method in the latrine to raise his cultivation.

However, there was a slight difference from last time. This time, he went to the latrine again right after fighting a match. Could it be that his method of rapidly increasing cultivation could only be used once and he couldn't sustain it anymore?

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up. If that were truly the case, then his opportunity had arrived.

Cangfeng Academy was now at its most critical moment. If he lost, it would mean that Lingxiao Academy had taken all the spots in this New Talent Ranking Tournament.

If he won, he would be a great hero who turned the tide, and he would have an unparalleled position in the entire Cangfeng Academy from then on.

Deep down, he had a strange self-confidence, believing that in terms of true cultivation, Ye Bufan would absolutely not be his opponent.

Thinking of this, he was filled with excitement and leaped onto the arena one step ahead.

Ye Bufan had put Ye Erlang into the Dragon King Palace. When he walked back again, he found Fan Xiaofeng already standing on the arena.

This made him a little surprised. This guy was definitely not his opponent. Logically, he should be very afraid.

But now he was standing on the arena so early. Was he so eager to be abused?

No matter what he thought, the match had to continue, so he stepped onto the arena again.

Seeing Ye Bufan's puzzled expression, Fan Xiaofeng became even more convinced that he had guessed correctly. Now was definitely the opponent's weakest moment.

"You, surnamed Ye, today I'll show you my true strength!"

After saying that, he moved his feet, leaping into the air, and with a punch carrying immense Aura, he fiercely struck out.