Chapter Eighty-Four: The Battle of the Yellow Monk
"How do I count this?"
Ye Chen stood on the battle platform, and when he saw that no one had come up to challenge him for a long time, he asked.
The head of the Huangbang Martial Arts Arena is a little fat man named Meng Han.
He had been in charge of the Huangbang Martial Arts Arena for a while, but this was also the first time he had encountered such a situation.
Meng Han was silent for a moment before he said, "Please ask Sect Master Ye to rest for a while, and stay until Elder Ming makes a decision." β
After saying that, the master of the martial arts arena disappeared in place.
Ye Chen was not in a hurry, he stood in place and closed his eyes to recuperate.
After about half a pillar of incense, the gaze of the Huangbang Martial Arts Arena returned to the battle stage, followed by a man who looked to be in his thirties, and his figure was quite thin.
"Elder, this is Sect Master Ye Shao." Meng Han said.
The emaciated elder glanced at Ye Chen slightly, nodded, and then asked loudly, "Is there no one to challenge Ye Chen, the young sect master of the Qingyun Sect?" β
Nearly 1,000 monks in the Huangbang Martial Arts Arena were here, but no one answered.
Just kidding, a person who can fight across the great realm, how dare they come to the stage if they haven't even entered the yellow list?
I asked three times in succession, but no one answered.
Seeing this, the elder said to Ye Chen: "In this case, Sect Master Ye can enter the yellow list, because he has not won ten games in a row, so he is ranked last. β
Ye Chen didn't have much obsession with the ranking, and nodded lightly.
Seeing this, the elder took out a red yellow scroll, and at the end of the scroll, Ye Chen's name was written.
As the name fell under the crimson scroll, a crimson token levitated out and landed in front of Ye Chen.
"This is the Yellow List Order, drop a drop of blood on the token, and in the future, as long as the true yuan is injected into the token, you can see your ranking."
Ye Chen pierced his fingertips with True Yuan, dripping a drop of blood.
As the blood melted into the token, Ye Chen sensed a very mysterious power surrounding his body.
Injecting the true yuan into the token, Ye Chendang even saw his own ranking.
398th in the Eastern Regions.
He was ranked last, which meant that in the entire Eastern Regions, a total of three hundred and ninety-eight Jindan-level monks had entered the Yellow List.
Looking at a number alone, it seems that there are quite a lot of people on the yellow list.
However, there are so many monks in the entire Eastern Regions Jindan Realm, but only more than 300 monks have entered the Yellow List, so it can be seen that it is not so easy to enter the Yellow List.
γDing! The host enters the yellow list and triggers a random task in the system. γ
[Task 1, challenge the Yellow List monks, rank in the top 300, task reward, a blind box for cultivation exercises. γ
[Task 2, challenge the Yellow List monks, rank in the top 200, task rewards, two high-level random draws.] γ
[Task 3, challenge the Yellow List monk, rank in the top 100, task reward, three days and five times the speed of hanging up to practice.] γ
Please make a choice as soon as possible. γ
Ye Chen glanced at the three options that came to mind, and without any hesitation, he directly chose task three.
Three days and five times the speed of hang-up training, this is too tempting, there is no way for him not to choose this task.
Ye Chen stepped off the battle platform and stood by Liu Ru's side again.
"Senior sister, do you know what it takes to challenge the monks on the Yellow List?" Ye Chen asked.
Liu Ru said: "Inject the true yuan into the token, and if you see the name on the top of the ranking, it means that he is in the martial arts arena, and you can challenge it, if the name is not bright, it means that the other party is not in the martial arts arena, and you can't challenge." β
Hearing this, Ye Chen injected the true yuan into the token again, and names appeared in front of him one by one.
The two hundred and ninety-eighth in the Eastern Regions, Shi Fei.
Ye Chen's attention fell on this one name.
Ye Chen didn't know what the combat power of the Yellow List Monk was, so he didn't plan to challenge the top 100 people at the beginning, he planned to explore the bottom first, so he chose a person whose ranking was not too high.
As Ye Chen launched a challenge, a young man of about twenty-five or sixteen years old flew up and landed on the battle platform.
"The 298th on the yellow list, Shi Fei."
"Why did he come to power, could it be that someone wants to challenge him?"
"It's really the right time today, I didn't expect to be able to see the battle of the Yellow List monks."
"I don't know who challenged him, but I'm really looking forward to it."
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After seeing Shi Fei on stage, there was an uproar in the stands.
Shi Fei looked around, with a trace of cold murderous aura in his eyes, and said, "Who challenged me?" β
Ye Chen smiled at the corner of his lips, and once again stepped onto the battle platform and stood opposite Shi Fei.
Seeing Ye Chen who appeared on the battle platform, everyone present was stunned.
"Is this young sect master of the Qingyun Sect crazy? Just entered the yellow list and challenged Shi Fei? β
"Which monk who can enter the Yellow List is not gifted? Did he really think he was invincible? β
When Shi Fei saw Ye Chen standing opposite him, he couldn't help but be stunned, and said, "You are just in the late stage of the Jindan Realm, so you want to challenge me?" β
"Of course, is it possible that Your Excellency is afraid?" Ye Chen said.
A sneer flashed in Shi Fei's eyes, very disdainful.
Each of the top three hundred monks on the Yellow List is at the realm of Jindan Great Perfection, and they can break through to the realm of transforming gods at any time, and Shi Fei is no exception.
Therefore, when he saw that Ye Chen was just in the late stage of the Jindan Realm, he was naturally disdainful.
"Since this is the case, then let you know what it means to have people outside the sky." Shi Fei sneered.
Ye Chen didn't speak, stretched out a hand, and made a gesture of invitation to Shi Fei.
Shi Fei looked at Ye Chen with his bare hands and asked, "Why, you fight against me and don't show your blade?" β
"Not yet." Ye Chen said.
"Arrogance! If you dare to despise this son, you will definitely pay the price for your arrogance today! Shi Fei was very angry.
Although he was ranked in the top three hundred on the Yellow List, even the top two hundred monks did not dare to be so arrogant when they fought against him.
Today, Ye Chen, a monk in the late stage of the Jindan Realm, dared to despise him like this, which made him very angry, and he felt that Ye Chen was deliberately humiliating him.
"Sword Skills: Spark Blaze!"
Shi Fei didn't say a word, and directly performed the ground-level exercise "Flowing Fire Sword Technique", and a fire sword was condensed in his hand, and a sword stabbed towards Ye Chen.
The fire sword was scorching, and the flames emitted directly burned the surrounding air.
Ye Chen was still as steady as Mount Tai, and he was not afraid of Shi Fei who was coming from the attack, stretched out his finger and pointed forward.
"Bang!"
A fingerprint condensed and collided with the tip of the fire sword.
A powerful concussive force instantly spread from the body of the fire sword to Shi Fei's arm.
"Boom!"
An explosion sounded, and both of them retreated at the same time.
Ye Chen took three steps back, and Shi Fei took a step back.
However, Shi Fei's face was full of shock.
At first glance, it seemed that Shi Fei had the upper hand in the blow just now, but don't forget that Ye Chen was only in the late stage of the Jindan Realm, and he was able to repel Shi Fei without using a blade.
From another point of view, it is clear that Ye Chen has the upper hand.
But soon the shock on Shi Fei's face subsided, and he said: "I have some ability, but I advise you to show your blade, otherwise you won't have such good luck below." β
"If your strength is strong enough, I will naturally show my weapons." Ye Chen said.
Shi Fei's eyelids tightened, and a fierce momentum emanated from his body, and the long sword in his hand once again ignited an even more ferocious flame.
"Huh!"
Shi Fei's speed was very fast, like a ghost, and he appeared in front of Ye Chen in an instant.
He practiced the speed technique, called "Spirit Sword Ghost Step", which can be combined with "Flowing Fire Sword Technique" to exert more powerful power.
Shi Fei took eight steps in a row, leaving eight red afterimages on the battle platform.
The eight remnants were as if eight Shi Fei were attacking Ye Chen at the same time.
"Burning Palms, Turbulent Fire!"
Ye Chen was still like an immovable divine tree, standing motionless in place, raising his hand and blasting out a palm in one of the directions.
Eight afterimages, ordinary people can't tell which shadow is Shi Fei at all, but Ye Chen can determine Shi Fei's location very accurately.
"Bang bang!"
In the blink of an eye, Ye Chen and Shi Fei exchanged more than ten moves, as if a group of phantoms were clashing on the battle platform, and the monks on the stands, who were not strong in cultivation, couldn't see what they were making a move at all, and could only barely see the two groups of shadows constantly changing their positions on the battle platform.
"Boom!"
A roar rang out, and a figure was blasted out from the battlefield.
It's Shi Fei!
When everyone saw the person who was beaten out, they were stunned.
I didn't expect that Ye Chen, a monk in the late stage of the Jindan Realm, would be able to defeat Shi Fei.
Especially when everyone once again looked at the battle platform, they were even more shocked.
Because at this time, Ye Chen was still standing in his original position, as if he had not moved a trace from beginning to end, and there was not even a trace of dust on his body, and it did not look like he had just fought against a strong man.
Shi Fei got up from the ground, flew and landed on the battle platform again, looked at Ye Chen and said, "Come again!" β
Ye Chen shook his head slightly and said, "You have already been defeated!" β
Shi Fei didn't want to admit that he was defeated by a monk in the late stage of the Jindan Realm in just a dozen moves, and a sneer appeared on his face, and he said, "This son is not defeated, the one who is defeated is you." β
As soon as the words fell, he was ready to attack Ye Chen again.
And just as he was about to make a move, Meng Han walked out and repelled Shi Fei with one palm.
"Presumptuous, defeat is defeat, the rules of the martial arts arena, falling off the battlefield is regarded as defeat, if you dare to ignore the rules, you will be punished!"