Chapter 165: Suppression
Su Yan glanced at him indifferently, his words carrying a hint of disdain.
This Ni Hai had eyes on top of his head, and now he was rushing out impatiently, truly thinking he was somebody?
Since he was so eager to step on Su Yan to rise up, Su Yan didn’t mind pressing him into the ground.
Su Yan’s disdain indeed made Ni Hai burn with anger. He jumped onto the first fighting platform, and the Flame Lizard behind him leaped to the front.
“Today I am no longer the same as before. Take this move.”
True Intent rose behind Ni Hai, taking the form of a Dragon Lizard, three parts like a dragon, with four sharp claws, charging straight at Su Yan.
His confidence came from his Ruyi Stage cultivation, and after more than two months of hard training, this Ni Hai had made considerable progress.
Seeing his posture, the crowd showed surprised expressions. Although Ni Hai was arrogant, he did have some real ability.
However, the Dragon Lizard True Intent attacked Su Yan like a giant beast, its body size differing by several zhang.
But the next moment, Su Yan merely raised his hand slightly, and a Blood Hand Seal pressed down from the sky.
The Dragon Lizard swung its crimson beast claws to attack, but was directly struck flying by this Blood Hand.
Ni Hai’s expression changed drastically. His three-pronged two-edged spear swept out a slash of light, trying to break through this Blood Hand.
At the same time, the Flame Lizard in front of him spat out a large mouthful of crimson flames, enveloping toward Su Yan.
Su Yan took a step forward, and the Heavenly Python Dharma Body emerged like a guardian. The Black Gold Ancient Python phantom swept out, isolating the flames outside the Dharma Body.
Ni Hai’s three-pronged two-edged spear edge had arrived. Su Yan reached out and grabbed, combining Azure Gold Scale Patterns with the Blood Hand, seizing the spear tip.
Ni Hai’s True Essence surged, trying to pierce through Su Yan’s palm.
However, the next moment, Su Yan closed in, his fist momentum like a mountain, landing a punch on his chest.
Ni Hai spat out a large mouthful of blood and flew backward. His contracted beast Flame Lizard wanted to fly to rescue its master, but Su Yan didn’t even turn his head, swinging his hand in a slap. A Blood Palm Seal condensed in the air, striking it flying over ten zhang away.
Ni Hai was unwilling and wanted to control the Dragon Lizard True Intent to fight to the death, but the next moment, a Blood Hand Seal descended from the sky, shattering the entire Dragon Lizard True Intent, as if pressing it into the ground.
In the span of electric light and flint, the clash had already ended. Ni Hai lay on the ground, propping himself up halfway, while Su Yan stood with hands behind his back, merely glancing at him indifferently.
“He didn’t even summon his True Intent Beast Spirit or contracted beast. That Ni Hai is a Ruyi Stage martial artist, only below Qing Tianyi.”
In Azure Dragon Peak, many inner disciples wore shocked expressions. They hadn’t even had time to watch the fight carefully before it ended.
Su Yan’s one-sided suppression also made many realize that his strength wasn’t just in his contracted beast.
“Next.”
Su Yan’s voice came indifferently, his gaze sweeping over those eager disciples.
“Your disciple is even more arrogant than you…”
As soon as Lei Yuxi finished speaking, Long Qiushui glared at him, choking the words in his mouth, not daring to continue.
Qian Mulan nodded slightly, stroking his beard: “I remember Blood Slaughter Hand is a martial skill that Junior Brother Xiang Ge obtained by wiping out a rebellious mountain stronghold?”
“It was passed down by Xiang Ge.”
Long Qiushui nodded: “Barely entered Transformation Realm. Comprehension is not bad.”
Seeing Long Qiushui’s demeanor from Fuyue Peak, even Pu Hanshan, who had an honest personality, couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
After a few chatted a couple of sentences, no one had yet ascended to Su Yan’s fighting platform.
Shui Manyi shook her head, a touch of charm naturally between her brows: “Your disciple has scared quite a few people.”
Yin Mingchen swept his gaze over the crowd: “Twenty-one fighting platforms are all waiting for you. Why aren’t you making a move?”
As his voice fell, many people woke up as from a dream. It wasn’t necessary to challenge Su Yan’s platform.
In a short time, several inner disciples stepped out from among them, heading respectively to those fighting platforms and issuing challenges.
Su Yan’s performance was too stunning, so for the moment, no one wanted to try breaking the situation from him.
Winning would naturally be good, but if injured like Ni Hai, even with healing pills, they probably wouldn’t be able to continue fighting.
So, even if someone wanted to challenge him, they would put it off a bit later.
He also took this opportunity to glance at a few fighting platforms.
After the challenging inner disciples ascended the platform, they almost immediately released their contracted beasts.
Beast Spirit True Intents were released, moves unleashed fully, charging to kill toward their opponents.
On the dozens-of-zhang fighting platforms, contracted beasts clashed, martial artists fought, coming and going with sword lights and saber lights crossing.
The disciples who could ascend these fighting platforms, even as challengers, were all outstanding figures in the sect.
Proficient in martial skills, rich in experience, and especially tacit in coordination with their contracted beasts. Combined strikes of martial skills were even more stunning and outstanding.
Su Yan only watched twenty or thirty exchanges, and two arenas had their defenders flipped off, one of them even a third-year disciple.
He looked toward Bai Yun’s fighting platform, where she combined strikes with the Sha Yu Tiger, continuously pressing the Fuyue Peak disciple in front of her.
Although her cultivation was slightly inferior, in martial skills and decisiveness, Bai Yun was superior.
Su Yan withdrew his gaze and slightly closed his eyes to rest. After about half a shichen like this.
The various fighting platforms had successively fought two or three rounds.
Of the new year inner disciples, only four remained: Qing Tianyi, Su Yuntao, Bai Yun, and Su Yan.
Qing Tianyi, Su Yuntao, and Bai Yun had all fought three rounds and were resting on the platforms.
If Ni Hai hadn’t rashly challenged Su Yan, he probably would have secured a spot too.
But now it was a pity.
Qing Tianyi was still at 280th place, having secured his footing.
Su Yuntao dropped a few spots to 285th, also stabilizing his ranking.
Bai Yun stopped at 290th. After three challenges, her Heart Ape was settled, and continuing the fights had tempered it to Heart Ape Stage perfection.
“Su Yan, I challenge you.”
At this moment, as fights on the various fighting platforms slowed, a third-year disciple stepped out from the crowd, eyes locked tightly on Su Yan, heavy saber at his waist, striding forward like a Black Bear.
“Wang Bo Xiong from Azure Dragon Peak, he’s making a move at this time too?”
Among the disciples, someone recognized Wang Bo Xiong.
Wang Bo Xiong had been in the sect for three years, with decent talent, just poor luck.
In the previous two years of ranking fights, he was always injured by others, achieving nothing.
Logically, aside from this day of setting the new ranking, if he wanted to challenge ranked disciples, it wasn’t impossible.
But by the time his injuries healed and he steadied his footing, the disciples who had done so were no weaker than him. After one or two challenge defeats, he ultimately didn’t continue challenging.
Everyone said he was gathering strength to rush higher directly, yet unexpectedly he jumped out at this time.
“Please.”
Su Yan naturally didn’t know the inside story, but he had no fear.
Wang Bo Xiong jumped onto the fighting platform, releasing a Green Jade Lion from his Beast Taming Bag. The lion was huge, over two zhang long and about one zhang tall.
Seeing Su Yan, it pounced over, demonic essence flow blades like white jade swirling around its body.
Wang Bo Xiong released his aura, hefting his heavy saber and dragging it forward, a phantom of an Ink Flood Dragon appearing behind him.
Wang Bo Xiong erupted with full power, not probing upon coming up, directly pressuring Su Yan with full-force attacks.
Ruyi Realm great accomplishment…
Seeing his strength, Su Yan slightly raised his eyes and simply didn’t tangle with him.
With a thought, the Six-Winged Blood Centipede flew out, coiling its body to block, like a blood-forged iron mountain, taking all the attacks.
Wang Bo Xiong’s expression changed. Rolling poisonous mist surged from the Six-Winged Blood Centipede’s mouth, completely enveloping him.
Before he could unite with his True Intent to launch a new attack.
From within the poisonous mist, the Six-Winged Blood Centipede probed out its ferocious giant maw, biting and shattering the Ink Flood Dragon True Intent, crashing him off the fighting platform.
Wang Bo Xiong was defeated even faster than the previous Ni Hai.
Among the onlookers, gasps of cold air rose continuously. Su Yan’s strength seemed to have exceeded the limits.
Second Realm great accomplishment couldn’t create any pressure.
“I challenge.”
Another person, hand carrying a Green Sword, jumped onto the fighting platform. An Ink Flood Dragon emerged, directly uniting with the Brocade Scale Beast beside him, virtual and real as one, True Essence from its mouth bombarding like cannon fire.
“Another from Azure Dragon Peak.”
Someone muttered, then was tugged on the sleeve by the person beside.
In fight matters, same-peak consecutive battles to wear down the opponent wasn’t glorious, but it was within the rules.
And who knew how this would turn out.
The crowd only focused tightly on the platform. Su Yan still stood to one side, unmoving.
The Six-Winged Blood Centipede had already met it, its seven-zhang body like a red dragon, directly entwining the Brocade Scale Beast’s body.
Gu Qing crushed the hidden pill in his mouth, True Essence suddenly surging a level, risking injury and defeat to swing his sword stabbing toward the Six-Winged Blood Centipede’s head.
This sword’s edge fully unleashed, Su Yan frowned, a slight anger in his heart: “Seeking death.”
He flipped his finger art, several Hundred Poisons Gu Seals appearing, swirling around the Six-Winged Blood Centipede.
The Six-Winged Blood Centipede’s ferocity exploded. Receiving the surging True Essence from Su Yan, it gathered in its mouth and burst out a purple light.
Gu Qing couldn’t dodge. His Green Sword was directly snapped by the purple light, his body flying off the platform, half his body severely burned and laced with toxin.
Immediately, several Pill Refining Pavilion disciples rushed out from below the platform, along with two stewards, arriving instantly before Gu Qing, prying open his mouth and stuffing in two pills.
Whoosh.
Qing Yunheng abruptly stood up, his gaze sweeping coldly: “Su Yan, it’s just a fight. How could you strike such a heavy blow!”
Qing Yunheng suddenly erupted, the Dan Qiao Realm pressure spreading out in an instant.
“Qing, do you take me for a dead man?”
Long Qiushui immediately flared up. Mysterious Frost Heavenly Centipede True Intent transformed into a hundred-zhang image, its semi-virtual body covering the sky, directly scattering Qing Yunheng’s aura.
Cold air condensed, instantly covering the platform surface and stone tablets with a layer of frost.
Qing Yunheng’s expression changed abruptly, withdrawing his aura and coldly snorting: “His strength is so great, he could have shown some mercy.”
“Mercy means it’s okay for him to go for lethal strikes on my contracted beast, but not for me to strike heavily at him?”
Su Yan raised his eyes, his icy gaze sweeping over Qing Yunheng, then said: “This disciple remembers that in sect fights, no lethal hands unless on the life-and-death platform.”
Yin Mingchen raised his eyes and nodded: “Correct.”
He glanced at Qing Yunheng and said indifferently: “Spirit Platform fights are under my authority. Spectators, do not overstep. If dissatisfied, go complain to the Sect Master yourself. Gu Qing used lethal intent covertly; after recovery, hand him to Law Enforcement Hall for punishment.”
Fights have their rules. Although Gu Qing’s methods were hidden.
But on this fighting platform, all changes couldn’t escape the on-duty elder Yin Mingchen.
Dan Qiao True Persons who can serve as on-duty platform elders aren’t because they are Dan Qiao True Persons, but because they simply haven’t reached Dharma Aspect Realm yet.
With Spirit Platform enhancement, they are not much weaker than Dharma Aspect.
And they still dared to play dirty tricks?
Qing Yunheng’s face darkened, inwardly cursing Gu Qing an idiot and Wang Bo Xiong incompetent.
They were supposed to weaken Su Yan, yet they lost so quickly.
He wanted to suppress Su Yan’s momentum, but evidently Su Yan was so unyielding.
‘If Tianyi challenges him, I’m afraid…’
He looked toward Qing Tianyi. With many Dan Qiao True Persons present, even secret voice transmission might be detected.
He didn’t know if Qing Tianyi could understand his interrupted intent…
“I want to challenge Qing Tianyi.”
However, Su Yan’s voice suddenly rang out. Yin Mingchen showed a strange expression, and the crowd of Dan Qiao True Persons also revealed such looks.
“Kid, what are you thinking? Elder Qing was a bit impulsive, so you go trouble his grandson?”
Pu Hanshan laughed and cursed, brushing over the matter: “You’re ranked higher than him. Where’s the logic in challenging backward?”
“Two Azure Dragon Peak disciples consecutively challenged unsuccessfully, Elder Qing spoke in fury. I think Junior Brother Qing Tianyi probably wants to fight me too.”
‘Slick, even more cunning than Xiang Ge.’
Pu Hanshan’s mouth twitched slightly. Su Yan’s one sentence involved four people, but pointed at Qing Yunheng.
It was fine if he didn’t say it, but with this, Azure Dragon Peak’s challenges—could it really be preparation for Qing Tianyi to take the stage soon?
Qing Yunheng’s face sank, knowing trouble was coming.
“Hmph, full of nonsense. If you want to fight, then fight!”
Qing Tianyi was originally a heavenly prodigy son of his family, how could he tolerate such provocation.
Immediately hefting his long sword, he jumped over Su Yan’s fighting platform.
“Today I’ll defeat you, so everyone can see who is truly first.”
From Qing Tianyi’s Beast Taming Bag, a Jiao Mu Kui was released, five zhang long, body like green ink, with a triangular head and a pair of eerie green pupils above, emanating strange fluctuations that could confuse the mind with one glance.
His Beast Spirit True Intent suddenly emerged. A green ink flood dragon shook its body and united with the Jiao Mu Kui.
In an instant, powerful aura leaked out, stronger than the previous Wang Bo Xiong and Gu Qing.
“Impressive investment. Cultivating such a Jiao Mu Kui isn’t easy.”
Shui Manyi eyes flowed with light, chuckling: “Eyes that pierce the gloom, bewilder the soul; body like ink jade, hard to wound by blades and spears. Qiushui, your disciple is in trouble.”
Long Qiushui glanced at her but didn’t respond. Instead, Qing Yunheng’s face blackened, inwardly cursing the meddling demoness.
Shui Manyi’s voice reached the Spirit Platform, heard by the crowd of disciples, and especially by Su Yan.
Contracted beast methods and physical features all laid bare—naturally a troublesome matter.
Su Yan smiled and raised his hand, sending a Blood Hand Seal pressing onto the Jiao Mu Kui’s head.
“Kill!”
Qing Tianyi roared. The Jiao Mu Kui opened its blood basin maw, revealing rows of venomous fangs.
It bit down, demonic essence surging, directly biting the Blood Hand into dispersal.
Qing Tianyi sneered and charged, his figure splitting left and right with the Jiao Mu Kui.
True Intent connected the two, continuously converting power. His sword slash surprisingly carried a phantom of green ink flood dragon True Intent attacking together.
“Interesting, but still lacking some finesse.”
Azure Gold Scale Patterns emerged around Su Yan, Heavenly Python Dharma Body fully activated.
Then True Essence surged, gathering the dispersed blood qi and True Essence, instantly forming a three-zhang-long giant Blood Hand.
Blood Hand four styles—Dragon Strike Slaughter Hand.
Clearly just a hand seal, yet it seemed a dragon roar came, with a heaven-covering momentum under the suppression.
With a rumbling crash, the Jiao Mu Kui was directly pressed into the ground, its body heavily injured.
The Six-Winged Blood Centipede positioned horizontally before Su Yan, its carapace tough, blocking Qing Tianyi’s Riding Dragon Sword Technique.
Su Yan’s figure moved, instantly arriving beside Qing Tianyi.
Qing Tianyi’s sword move was clamped by the Six-Winged Blood Centipede, its hard jaws like shears, with no intention of releasing his long sword.
Su Yan swung a fist over. Qing Tianyi withdrew his True Intent, condensing it into a dragon head form to defend against this strike.
However, could he withstand Transformation Realm fist techniques, Second Realm True Essence, and the brute force of hardened physical body?
One punch strike, shattering like dry wood and rotten stalks, piercing through the True Intent Beast Spirit’s defense.
Qing Tianyi’s figure flew backward, mind shaken, directly knocked down and fainting from injury.
Qing Yunheng stared tightly at Su Yan: “Very good!”
Su Yan didn’t even look at him, only saying to Yin Mingchen: “Elder, no one is challenging this platform anymore. This disciple requests a convenience to challenge forward.”
