They never dreamed that a month ago, Ye Yuan Yuan had only reached the eighth level of the Spirit Sea Realm, but now she had already reached the fourth level of the Spirit Platform Realm.
Within a month, her power had advanced… five realm levels.
Was this the terrifying power of the Imperial Body?
At this moment, everyone was stunned…
"Damn it, how can this be!"
Zhao Wu He's face was gloomy and ferocious at this moment.
He had been at the third level of the Spirit Platform Realm for more than three months, but had never been able to advance.
But now, he had personally witnessed a girl younger than himself, who had entered the Spirit Platform Realm later, surpass him!
"Sword Intent Seed, open!"
At this moment, Zhao Wu He secretly shouted, and the long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light that astonished people.
"Sword Intent Seed?"
A cold killing intent flashed across Ye Yuan Yuan's glabella.
The long whip in her hand instantly lashed out.
During this time, Ye Yuan Yuan had abandoned the sword for the whip, going from initial clumsiness to mature focus.
Qin Ning was right; she did not have a natural talent for comprehending the sword.
The only reason she had been a formidable sword cultivator was because her family had cultivated sword cultivators from childhood.
But now, upon encountering the long whip, she realized that the long whip suited her even better.
Seeing Zhao Wu He unleash his Sword Intent Seed, his sword techniques attacking even more fiercely, Ye Yuan Yuan remained like an unmoving reef standing firm by the sea.
"Overlord Sword Slash!"
Zhao Wu He roared, his face flushed. At this moment, his long sword drew out streaks of sword qi, pressing straight towards Ye Yuan Yuan.
And then, he charged forward with all his might, thrusting his sword directly at Ye Yuan Yuan's heart.
"Useless!"
Ye Yuan Yuan spoke coldly, her hand lightly waving.
*Slap…*
A whip struck down. At this moment, the Purple Vein Whip carried gusts of fierce wind, instantly disintegrating the sword qi.
Then, the long whip spun, forcing Zhao Wu He to change from offense to defense, but it fundamentally solved nothing.
Another *slap* sounded, and Zhao Wu He's body was struck.
*Boom…*
In an instant, he fell to the ground, his body tightly bound by the long whip.
Ye Yuan Yuan showed no politeness, yanking the long whip and dragging Zhao Wu He towards her.
Ye Yuan Yuan raised both hands parallel, two fingers pointing straight.
*Crack, crack…*
The sound of shattering, and agonizing screams echoed far and wide.
Crippled!
He was truly crippled!
Ye Yuan Yuan had truly crippled both of Zhao Wu He's arms!
Suddenly, silence fell all around.
"Ah…"
A heart-wrenching scream rang out, and Zhao Wu He's face turned pale.
"You…"
But at this moment, Ye Yuan Yuan did not look at him any longer, turning and leaving, returning to stand behind Qin Ning.
"Next time, pay attention. Everyone here is a fellow disciple. Can't you speak a little more politely?"
At this moment, Qin Ning clapped his hands and said indifferently, "Alright, everyone present, listen carefully.
This Area 36 is mine. Now that spiritual energy has appeared and advanced, it is also my business.
Wherever you came from, go back there!"
"Too arrogant!"
Another shout rang out.
The crowd was suddenly stunned.
Who was so bold? Just now, Zhao Wu He at the third level of the Spirit Platform Realm was already the best example.
"Du Chen!"
"Du Chen of the Cloud Soaring Group, no wonder he speaks so loudly!"
"But it's also strange, such a good place, if Qin Ning says it's his, then it's his? Disciples of the major sects will certainly be unhappy."
"Who is it again?" Qin Ning also spoke at this moment.
"Du Chen!"
Du Chen snorted, stepped forward, looked at Qin Ning, and said, "I think you must know which sect I come from."
"Qin Ning, you'd best hand over District 36.
The spiritual energy here is abundant and rich, not something a mere inner disciple like you can control."
"Oh?"
Qin Ning smiled.
"Yuan Yuan, this guy is really asking for a beating. Smash him flat!" Qin Ning waved his hand, too lazy to say more.
"Useless trash."
Du Chen growled, "What kind of skill is it to only rely on women? If you have the guts, Qin Ning, fight me, Du Chen, alone!"
"Trying to provoke me?"
Qin Ning suddenly burst out laughing. "Too bad it won't work. Yuan Yuan, teach him a lesson."
Ye Yuanyuan was already used to this. Without another word, she charged forward directly.
However, this time, Du Chen was at the fifth level of the Spirit Platform Realm.
The fifth level of the Spirit Platform Realm was a resounding existence among the Spirit Disciple ranks.
Du Chen's strength was far superior to Zhao Wuhe, whose arms had just been crippled.
But Ye Yuanyuan was still fearless.
If Qin Ning told her to teach him a lesson, she would do it.
The Purple Pattern Whip struck out again. This time, in everyone's eyes, Ye Yuanyuan wore a cold expression like an ice goddess, arrogant and aloof.
"Ye Yuanyuan, I am one realm higher than you.
You are no match for me."
Du Chen struck out with a bare fist, his fist enveloped in spiritual energy, charging straight towards Ye Yuanyuan's face.
At this moment, the long whip also swept out. In the void, the force of the fist and the force of the whip intersected, suddenly erupting with a bang.
Then, the two rushed forward, pressing against each other.
At this moment, the surrounding disciples had all scattered.
In the Spirit Platform Realm, not only was the Spirit Platform built within abundant spiritual energy in the body, but the control over spiritual energy and the explosive power of spiritual energy were also several times greater than in the Spirit Sea Realm.
"You do have some skill. As expected of a Royal Body!"
At this moment, Du Chen's expression became more cautious, but he still faced Ye Yuanyuan with extreme confidence. He was one realm higher; he couldn't possibly lose!
The only one who could lose was Ye Yuanyuan.
As he thought this, the force between Du Chen's hands gradually increased.
"Spirit Splitting Palm!"
This palm technique was a second-grade mid-tier spirit art. In the Heavenly God Academy, it was a palm technique certified as difficult to cultivate.
It had taken him three months to fully master it.
Now that he unleashed it, Ye Yuanyuan would be unable to stop it.
Boom...
A palm print shot straight out, the condensed spiritual energy suddenly amplified, carrying an overbearing aura.
Suddenly, as the palm print approached Ye Yuanyuan, it split into two, then two split into four, attacking Ye Yuanyuan from four directions.
At this moment, Ye Yuanyuan's expression turned slightly cold. She swung her whip, and boom, boom, boom, explosions continuously rang out.
Finally, after Ye Yuanyuan blocked all the palm prints, she took five steps back before stopping.
"So powerful!"
A sudden buzz of discussion erupted among the crowd.
"Du Chen is at the fifth level of the Spirit Platform Realm, but he's a master.
I heard that last time, a senior brother at the sixth level of the Spirit Platform Realm was defeated by him."
"Ye Yuanyuan's cultivation advancement is so fast; there must be flaws. It's not a good thing."
"That's right. This time, Ye Yuanyuan will lose. Let's see how arrogant that Qin Ning can still be."
"Don't be impatient. Haven't you seen? The Four Prodigies of the Spirit Disciples from the Son of Heaven Faction are all here!"
At this moment, seeing Ye Yuanyuan showing signs of being at a disadvantage, the crowd suddenly became expectant, hoping to see Ye Yuanyuan defeated, to see if Qin Ning could still boast so loudly.