Chapter 2159: Powerful and Low-key

Shao Feng went all out this time, thrusting his spear with immense pressure that swept across the entire hall, causing even the surrounding people to retreat continuously, unable to withstand the overwhelming Killing Intent.

Only then did they realize how terrifying this guy was; it turned out he hadn't used his full strength before.

At the same time, Shui Yueli and the others held their breath for Ye Bufan, wondering if he could withstand such a terrifying spear thrust.

Even Xiahou Ting, Zhao Mingzhen, and the others felt the same; although they hated Ye Bufan, he was their last straw, and if he couldn't resist, they would truly be finished.

Shao Feng's face was ferocious, gnashing his teeth in hatred.

Ever since he came to the Daxing Empire, he had always played everyone in the palm of his hand, and it was even more so just now; this feeling of controlling the whole situation made him extremely comfortable.

He never expected that after Ye Bufan appeared, this situation would be completely broken; not only did he not gain any advantage, but he was also slapped hard.

As a Saint of the Demon Sect, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? At this moment, he wished he could thrust his spear through the opponent and kill him.

But what he never expected was that this full-powered spear thrust only pierced through a phantom, and Ye Bufan had already disappeared.

Shao Feng was startled; the opponent had actually disappeared, his speed was too fast.

Before he could react, that familiar palm appeared in front of him again, and with a crisp 'crack', he was sent flying once more.

"Damn it!"

Shao Feng flew tens of meters away, his lungs practically bursting with rage.

Although this slap didn't cause much damage, it was extremely humiliating; as a dignified Saint of the Demon Sect, he was repeatedly slapped in the face.

Before, he could say it was a sneak attack, that he was too careless, but what about now?

"Ye Bufan, die!"

Shao Feng was truly enraged; with a loud roar, the demonic spear in his hand flew out, but this time it didn't thrust forward, instead instantly transforming into a large black net that covered him from above.

The demonic spear was originally condensed from Devilish Qi, and the black net formed now was also the same, with Devilish Qi swirling around it, giving off a chilling and terrifying sensation.

This thing was too fast and too large in area; Ye Bufan had no time to react before he was covered by it.

Seeing this, Shao Feng burst into laughter.

"Ye, now let me show you the power of my Demon Race's divine weapon."

After speaking, he reached out and grabbed, and the large net quickly contracted, binding Ye Bufan tightly.

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Then, the Devilish Qi surged, clearly intending to devour his Divine Soul and Physical Body.

Shui Yueli and the others' expressions changed drastically; they hadn't expected this guy to be so powerful, and this spear was too bizarre, capable of endless transformations.

If Ye Bufan was defeated, all of them would have to be buried with him.

"I thought you had some great skill; do you think this broken net can bind me?"

Just as everyone was extremely anxious, Ye Bufan's disdainful voice rang out.

"Boy, what more do you have to be arrogant about? This is a demonic artifact of my Demon Race; once trapped, even a god cannot escape…"

Shao Feng had only spoken halfway when his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

Under everyone's gaze, a ball of purple flame bloomed on Ye Bufan's body, then slowly expanded, enveloping his entire being.

Wherever the purple flame passed, the black Devilish Qi immediately vanished into thin air, and even the black net was burned to nothingness.

"This… I… How is this possible? This is my demonic artifact…"

In Shao Feng's astonished eyes, the purple flame swept through like a destructive force, completely burning away the black net.

Ye Bufan regained his freedom, clapped his hands, and said mockingly, "If you have any other skills, bring them out."

"You… I'll fight you to the death!"

After Shao Feng finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved, and a ball of black Qi transformed into a sharp arrow, shooting directly towards Ye Bufan's chest.

This guy seemed to be full of Aura, but then he didn't follow up with an attack himself, instead, his figure flickered, and he too transformed into a cloud of black mist.

"This is the Heavenly Demon Evasion Art! Senior Brother Ye, he's escaping!"

As a Core Disciple of an eight-star Sect, Shui Yueli was quite knowledgeable and immediately saw Shao Feng's true intention.

This guy was outwardly putting on a desperate stance, but in reality, he knew he was no match and was feigning an attack, preparing to escape from here.

The Heavenly Demon Evasion Art was the Demon Sect's most famous life-saving technique; once used, one would immediately materialize into mist, making it impossible to guard against, a true life-saving skill.

"Want to run? It's not that easy."

Ye Bufan smiled coldly, his eyes flickering with light, and he suddenly shot out two purple lines of fire, which were precisely the Eye of Lihuo.

After the two lines of fire shot out, they immediately transformed into two Fire Dragons; one met the sharp arrow formed by the Devilish Qi, and in an instant, it was completely refined.

The other, however, shot directly towards the black mist that Shao Feng had transformed into.

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The line of fire passed through the black mist, and then the black mist instantly disappeared.

"Ah…"

With a shrill scream, Shao Feng's figure dropped out; at this moment, his entire body was burning with purple flames, which could not be extinguished by any means.

"You actually have a different…"

He never expected that Ye Bufan had so many treasures on him, even the legendary strange fire; he was refined completely before he could finish his sentence.

At this moment, the hall was silent; everyone had an incredulous expression, no one had expected Ye Bufan to be so powerful.

Zhao Mingzhen's face was burning; facing such a powerful opponent, he had actually wanted to challenge him before. What was that if not seeking death?

Shui Yueli's gaze was profound; she was an extremely proud woman.

It was no exaggeration to say that before this, no man had ever caught her eye, including Zhao Mingzhen and Xiahou Ting.

Even after witnessing Ye Bufan's excellence later, she still felt that such a man could only be excellent in Medical skill, Alchemy, Formation, and other aspects, but his cultivation could never surpass hers.

But now, her perception was completely overturned; a perfect man truly existed in this world.

Garina felt a surge of lingering fear; she had fought Ye Bufan in the New Talent Ranking Tournament, and if he had displayed even one-tenth of his current cultivation, she wouldn't have been able to resist.

The people from Shui Mu University were incredibly excited; this was the Dean in their hearts, both powerful and low-key.

Li Qingzhu's excited expression was tinged with a hint of melancholy; she had always considered herself a Martial Dao Genius and never admitted defeat, but in front of this man, she had to bow her head.

The first time they met, the gap between them was not significant, but less than a month had passed, and now she could only look up to him.

Ye Bufan walked over; Shao Feng had been completely refined, leaving only a small black plaque at his location, with the character 'Saint' written on it.

He had said before that he was one of the twelve Saints of the Demon Sect, so it seemed this was the proof.

He wasn't interested in the identity, but this plaque was able to survive in the Burning Sky Purple Flame, albeit for a very short time, but it was definitely a good item.

He put the plaque into his Storage Ring, then waved his hand: "Time is almost up, let's go out."

After speaking, he walked towards the exit of the main hall, and the others followed closely behind.