The powerful courage and unparalleled strength that Ye Chen displayed were enough to surpass any talented person she had ever seen before. Even Ye Xing, whom she rated the most, could not compare with Ye Chen.
Even the nine top geniuses in the Chinese martial arts world combined would be overshadowed by Ye Chen.
She remembered what Ye Chen said just now, "Ye Xing, Li Qingyu and others will not be able to carry the banner of the Chinese martial arts world in the future." Then she realized that as long as Ye Chen does not die, the most dazzling and hottest existence in the future Chinese martial arts world will be
It will only be Ye Chen.
Although Ye Xing and others are excellent, how can they compare with Ye Chen who is overwhelming Wu Zun with one hand at this moment?
"What a great Ye Lingtian, but I underestimated you!"
Pan Huaiyuan's eyes became solemn, Ye Chen was far more powerful than he imagined.
He used a lot of stunts, but until now, Ye Chen hadn't even used a single martial arts move, and seemed to be doing it with ease, just like a cat playing with a mouse.
Apart from his fight with Xiao Yuhuang, this was the first time he had experienced this feeling of powerlessness from someone else.
Just thinking about a martial arts master who was less than twenty years old and could compete with the "Four Ultimates", he found it unimaginable. If Ye Chen were allowed to develop, in the future, Ye Yunlong would probably be the overlord of the Chinese martial arts world.
status will be shaken by it.
"What a pity, you let me down!"
Ye Chen shook his head gently. Although Pan Huaiyuan's cultivation level had reached the level of Martial Master, compared with him, it was not good enough. He had not even taken it seriously yet.
Pan Huaiyuan saw that Ye Chen did not take him seriously. Although he was extremely frightened and angry, he could only suppress it and did not dare to explode.
The competition between him and Ye Chen was already divided. If the fight continued, he would be the loser.
"Ye Lingtian, you and I are both martial masters. There is no need to fight to the death. This incident is an offense to us. I apologize to you. I retreat immediately and will never set foot in Huajian Valley again. What do you think?"
Pan Huaiyuan's eyes flickered, and no matter how reluctant he was, he still cupped his fists and bowed to Ye Chen.
This bow represented that he, a warrior who traveled across the world, bowed his head to Ye Chen and considered himself inferior.
The spectators around were dumbfounded and extremely horrified.
Did Ye Chen really subdue a martial lord and force him to surrender by virtue of being less than twenty years old?
This is also a unique thing in the history of Chinese martial arts!
If this matter is spread, it will definitely cause a sensation in China!
Pan Huaiyuan thought that if he was given a step up, Ye Chen would happily agree, but Ye Chen's eyes never changed from the beginning to the end.
"I have said before that today I will kill Wu Zun!"
Pan Huaiyuan's expression froze on his face, and Ye Chen's five fingers slowly gathered together and clenched into a fist. Bitter murderous intent swept away from him, pressing down like an overwhelming force. There was no blood on the faces of the surrounding spectators, and there was only fear in their eyes.
Ye Chen actually didn't intend to give up, but insisted on killing Pan Huaiyuan?
"This fist is the first of my three unique fists. It's called 'Soul-Severing'. I used it to kill monsters from all directions!"
"Today, I will kill you with this punch to prove my martial arts!"
The moment Ye Chen finished speaking, the area was suddenly filled with sand and rocks, like a typhoon sweeping through. Countless gravels were swept up into the sky, the sand grains were beating endlessly, and several big trees closest to Ye Chen were broken on the spot.
"Dead soul!"
Ye Chen's indifferent words spread and he punched out.
This punch seemed ordinary, but once it was struck, the space of more than ten feet between him and Pan Huaiyuan turned into a storm. The punch was mixed with unforged inner strength, like a wild dragon out of the sea, and even the ground could not withstand it.
Under such heavy pressure, they exploded one after another, with constant explosions.
Pan Huaiyuan was still more than ten feet away from Ye Chen, but he felt that this power was coming in an instant, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, giving him no time to breathe at all.
Countless cyclones sucking in internal energy gathered together, as if time and space were frozen, sealing all the escape routes behind Pan Huaiyuan. Every time he took a step back, Ye Chen's fist strength became stronger, and he got the third part.
He no longer dared to retreat any further.
No matter how he tried to avoid it, Ye Chen's fist power always followed him, and would pour down at any time. All he could do at this moment was to fight head-on, there was no other choice.
"What power is this?"
Yao You and others were watching the battle, so they could naturally see everything clearly. In their sight, they saw a small storm, following Pan Huaiyuan, completely blocking his retreat.
Ye Chen's punch was able to split mountains and split the ground, and even lock space. Such power was unheard of for them.
Yao You recalled that her father, Yao Xianxu, once interrupted a small waterfall falling from a height of tens of meters in Yaowang Palace. She was shocked at the time. This was a sign that the inner strength had reached the transformation state.
But now Ye Chen's fist that caused the storm was several times more powerful than his father's. Even a river several meters long could be blocked alive. Is this still a force that people can resist?
She couldn't imagine what kind of terrifying power lay beneath Ye Chen's unparalleled handsome appearance!
As for the others, their minds went blank. They could only watch the scene in front of them in a daze, waiting for the two warriors to decide the winner.
Pan Huaiyuan was locked by Ye Chen's fist and was unable to retreat. The hairs all over his body stood up. This was a sign that his life was threatened.
"Ye Lingtian, you have the guts!"
Pan Huaiyuan didn't step back even half an inch, and powerful energy surged out of his body, which was collected between his palms. His palms had already grown half an inch in size due to the bone-expanding technique, and now they have grown half an inch longer, making them the size of basketballs.
Blue light flashed on it, and tiny thunder arcs could be vaguely seen beating. His Thunder Palm was already activated to the extreme.
"The third level of Thunder Palm, Thunder to seize the soul!"
He roared loudly, and his palms were filled with thunder, overlapping and transformed, and struck in front of him.
I saw the ground exploding inch by inch, and there was a sonic explosion in the air. His palm force was like two high walls, isolating him from Ye Chen's fist power.
Running through thunder and seizing souls is the highest level of the realm of running through thunder. Apart from the Pan family ancestor who once created the flying thunder palm, no one has achieved this achievement since then.
Pan Huaiyuan has been practicing in seclusion for more than ten years, and has been studying this highest realm, but without any results. Unexpectedly, when he fought with Ye Chen today, facing life and death, his potential was stimulated and he actually showed it.
He can be sure that this is the strongest blow in his life, condensed with the essence of decades of hard work. Even if Xiao Yuhuang is in person, he is confident that he will be impressed!
Ye Chen is very powerful, but after all, he is too young. He does not believe that Ye Chen can really stand up to the "Jade Emperor" who is so powerful in Guizhou Province and sits on top of the Jade Emperor.
"boom!"
Ye Chen's fist finally collided with Pan Huaiyuan's protective palm. A loud sound shook the sky, and the entire ground shook violently at this moment.
Everyone saw two internal energies of different colors colliding in mid-air, shaking the soil on all sides, causing holes to explode one after another, and countless gravels to be squeezed into powder and scattered in the wind.
One blow against another has already led them to experience a new level of power.
Under such power, masters like them, masters at the craftsman level, could only bow their heads sadly.
"Pan Huaiyuan, there's no need to struggle, you can't stop me!"
The two forces collided fiercely. Pan Huaiyuan gritted his teeth and held on, all the energy in his body was poured into his palms. He did not take a step back, but he already tried his best.
But Ye Chen had a relaxed expression. From the beginning to the end, he only had one hand to face the enemy, and the other hand never even came out of his pocket. Not only that, he still had the energy to talk and laugh, shaking his head and sighing at Pan Huaiyuan.
"Now that I'm out of my soul, my subordinates will no longer be alive!"
Pan Huaiyuan took a breath and his heart sank again and again. He felt the change in Ye Chen's fist strength, but it was already too late.