Chapter 151: Shocked the Whole Audience

"Arrogant brat, today I'll teach you a lesson about your place!" Murong Yi laughed in exasperation at Yun Che's words, feeling as if a mouse was acting brazenly before a lion. He extended a hand towards Yun Che and said contemptuously, "Come on, show me how you're going to stop me from laughing."

Proud of his status, Murong Yi would never make the first move against Yun Che in public. Yun Che wasted no more words, stomping his feet on the ground as his speed instantly reached its peak. He shot forward like a streak of shadows, flying straight towards Murong Yi and aiming a direct punch at his chest.

Yun Che's strike was clearly a full-power attack, an all-out, no-holds-barred blow that left no room for retreat. This meant his attack was a genuine head-on collision.

A True Profound Realm Level 2 practitioner actively engaging in a head-on collision with a True Profound Realm Level 9 practitioner? The outer sect disciples below the stage nearly burst out laughing. If Yun Che had used his movement technique to maneuver, he might have been able to withstand one or two moves, but to go straight for a head-on collision... that was literally seeking abuse and death!

"Idiot!" Murong Yi sneered. He swung his right arm, and the profound energy of a True Profound Realm Level 9 practitioner surged out, instantly creating a howling profound energy storm. It mercilessly slammed towards Yun Che's chest, as Murong Yi whispered cruelly, "Crawl on the ground and howl."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Yun Che's right arm and Murong Yi's profound energy storm collided solidly. Three continuous dull thuds rang out as Murong Yi's profound energy storm instantly shattered like a balloon forcefully burst. Yun Che's momentum remained undiminished, his raised right arm less than half a *zhang* from Murong Yi's chest.

"Wh... What?!" Murong Yi, who had been grinning sinisterly, ready to watch Yun Che fall heavily injured, was greatly startled. His body instinctively recoiled as all his profound energy rapidly condensed onto his arms, which he raised to block in front of him.

"Bang!!" With another heavy impact, Yun Che's right arm and Murong Yi's right arm collided, instantly erupting a profound energy storm at the point of impact that pushed both of them back. Yun Che leaped back three *zhangs*, firmly regaining his stance, then casually shook his right arm. Murong Yi, however, stumbled back three steps and stood frozen for a long time, his eyes fixed on Yun Che, his entire face the color of a pig's liver.

The entire central square suddenly fell silent. All the disciples were completely dumbfounded; no one had expected such a scene to unfold. In this battle with such a vast difference in strength, the first clash was a head-on collision of profound energy. They had expected Yun Che to suffer an instant, crushing defeat or even severe injury, but... both of them seemed to be evenly matched!

How was this possible?! Some observers, however, saw the true nature of the "even match" more clearly. In the pavilion, Qin Wushang's face showed a flicker of surprise, followed by a faint smile. Although Yun Che leaped back three *zhangs* while Murong Yi only took three steps back, Yun Che's expression remained unchanged, and his aura was as stable as before. In contrast, Murong Yi's right arm was clearly trembling slightly, and his splayed fingers were also slightly contorted. It was evident that both his arm and hand had gone numb from the direct impact, and his face was utterly ghastly.

"This is... a trick, right? That Yun Che is clearly only True Profound Level 2!"

"Senior Brother Murong must have just been testing him casually, not even using a tenth of his profound energy; it must be that way."

"Why aren't you laughing anymore?" Yun Che taunted Murong Yi, who had a grim expression, with a smirk.

The numbness in Murong Yi's right arm finally eased somewhat. With a grim face, he forced a laugh and said, "Do you think you've secured victory just because you blocked one of my moves? What a joke! Just now, I used less than half my profound energy. In my eyes, you're still just a laughable mouse... Now die!!"

Murong Yi's body tensed. He unleashed his profound energy without reservation; his muscles bulged, and his bones crackled. A furious gust of wind suddenly swirled around his feet, propelling him towards Yun Che at an astonishing speed.

"It's the advanced movement profound skill 'Shadow Chasing Step'! Senior Brother Murong truly demonstrates mastery of it."

"Senior Brother Murong even used a movement profound skill... Is he planning to finish Yun Che off with one blow?"

Murong Yi transformed into a swift shadow, moving with astonishing speed. In half a breath, he was in front of Yun Che. Then, his figure suddenly flickered, strangely shifting half a body-length sideways. His attack shifted instantly from frontal to a side assault, his elbow savagely slamming towards Yun Che's ribs. This instantaneous change immediately caused an uproar among the watching disciples.

Such astonishing speed already made it difficult for anyone to react immediately, let alone with such a rapid shift in position. Under such a mysterious and profound movement skill, how could an opponent possibly react in time?

But the next scene made everyone hold their breath.

Yun Che's reaction speed was far beyond everyone's expectations. His left arm almost instantly swung up, defending against the side attack, and heavily collided with Murong Yi's elbow. As profound energy ripples spread, a faint, light cracking sound of bones could be heard.

While Murong Yi was surprised that his attack was blocked, he then sneered. "So what if he blocked my full-power strike? The only possible outcome would be his elbow breaking, and him suffering severe internal injuries from my massive profound energy impact, spitting blood as he flew back." But his sneer only lasted for an instant before completely freezing on his face.

This was because after his elbow collided with Yun Che's arm, the feedback force he felt was incredibly powerful, so powerful that it made all the blood in his body and his internal organs churn. The ground beneath Yun Che's feet extensively cracked, and his feet sank deep, yet he didn't retreat a single step...

He had completely withstood Murong Yi's attack.

"Th-This... How is this possible!" Murong Yi's entire body stiffened, his pupils trembling violently as they contracted. The first clash between him and Yun Che had resulted in an even match, which had caused him immense loss of face. Therefore, this attack was completely unreserved, using 100% of his strength, combined with a surprise attack using a movement profound skill, intending to utterly defeat Yun Che in one blow. But Yun Che had solidly blocked his full-power strike, without even taking a single step back.

Impossible! This is impossible!! This must just be a coincidence! Or perhaps he's just putting on a brave front and has already suffered severe internal injuries!

Murong Yi roared inwardly. He absolutely could not accept that his full-power strike had been completely withstood by a mere True Profound Level 2 practitioner. He let out a loud shout, quickly spun around, and swung his left arm, delivering another full-power strike towards Yun Che. This attack, too, was firmly blocked by Yun Che, who didn't even budge half a step.

Murong Yi grew agitated, his face grim. He used his movement profound skill to its utmost. His fists, elbows, shoulders, knees, feet – every part of his body that could be used for attack – lashed out at Yun Che with furious profound energy. The torrent of fierce attacks brought forth an unceasing storm on the high stage, howling relentlessly.

Yun Che's expression remained as calm as water as he leisurely countered all of Murong Yi's attacks. Every time their bodies collided, it erupted with thunderous blasts. The stage surface beneath their feet had already shattered into pieces, and more cracks appeared and spread at an astonishing rate.

Meanwhile, the disciples watching below the stage were utterly dumbfounded.

If the first clash was an even match, they could still understand it as Murong Yi deliberately holding back. But now, Murong Yi's gaze was ferocious, his muscles bulged, and veins popped, clearly indicating he was using all his strength, even fully employing his movement profound skill. Yet, after dozens of consecutive collisions with Yun Che, he had not gained the slightest advantage. Although he was the aggressor and Yun Che was entirely on the defensive, Yun Che, on the contrary, appeared relaxed and at ease, with no signs of being suppressed.

Everyone was stunned... There was a seven-level profound realm difference between them!

Not just the disciples, even the elders and instructors in the pavilion were filled with astonishment. They clearly saw whether Murong Yi had used his full strength, but such a result left them speechless for a long time.

The seven-level profound energy gap in the True Profound Realm was undoubtedly immense. However, with the three thousand pounds of strength brought by the Evil God's Arts and the Great Way of the Buddha, this gap had been compensated for... even overcompensated.

Dozens of full-power attacks had failed to faze Yun Che. This was a situation Murong Yi could never have foreseen. His heart grew increasingly frantic. Suddenly, he roared, and a cold gleam flashed in his hand. A silver spear, over seven feet long, materialized in Murong Yi's grip, thrusting directly at Yun Che.

"Junior Brother Yun, be careful!!" On the outer edge of the crowd, Lan Xueruo, who had been nervously watching the situation on stage, subconsciously cried out.

This scene also shocked everyone. A True Profound Level 9 inner sect disciple, unable to deal with a True Profound Level 2 disciple who was almost three years younger, was already somewhat disgraceful and shocking. But to suddenly draw a weapon in the middle of a fierce battle was absolutely despicable!!

Murong Yi's actions stemmed from the extreme anxiety in his heart. After dozens of exchanges, he was not only alarmed but also felt he had completely lost face. A premonition of possible defeat even began to form in his mind... But he could not afford to lose, nor could he allow himself to lose! If he truly lost, he would never be able to hold his head high in the Azure Cloud Profound Palace again. This battle would also spread throughout the entire Azure Wind Imperial City. Yun Che would become famous across Azure Wind, but Murong Yi, the dignified son of the General of the North, would be reduced to a stepping stone for ridicule.

He could not lose, no matter what, no matter the means. The spear suddenly thrust out, incredibly swift. Yun Che had not expected Murong Yi, an inner sect disciple, to resort to such despicable tactics in front of everyone. However, though surprised, he remained composed, and his body suddenly flickered.

"Star God Shattered Shadow!!"

In an instant, like lightning and flint, Yun Che instantly shifted sideways, narrowly, almost impossibly, dodging this attack that should have been unavoidable. Murong Yi's cold spear pierced through the afterimage, but like a maggot on a bone, it suddenly swept across, its silver shaft creating a sky full of spear shadows. It unleashed a terrifying spear storm, firmly locking Yun Che's body within its phantom strikes:

"Die!! Azure Dragon Stirring the Sea!!" A terrible grimace appeared on Murong Yi's face, and his explosive roar resounded throughout the entire venue.

"That's one of Murong Yi's ultimate moves! Not only did he basely use a weapon for a sneak attack, but he also directly used an ultimate move. This is bad!" Qin Wuyou suddenly stood up, his face filled with shock. But everything happened too fast; even if he wanted to intervene, he couldn't in time. Moreover, as a "referee," he absolutely could not interfere.

Yun Che had just unleashed Star God Shattered Shadow, and his subsequent strength had not yet regenerated. He was instantly swept into the spear shadows, with no way to dodge. He had no choice but to let out a low roar, profound energy surging throughout his body to protect himself.

"Boom!!!!" Murong Yi's spear shadow violently slammed into Yun Che's body, emitting a colossal sound like a collapsing mountain. Yun Che's protective profound energy instantly dispersed. From the hit waist and ribs area, a stream of fresh blood gushed out, and his body was sent flying by the immense force, soaring for over a dozen *zhangs* before crashing heavily onto the edge of the high stage.

The crowd below immediately erupted in exclamations of alarm.

"Unreasonable!" Qin Wushang, whose face had always been calm and unruffled, stood up with furrowed brows. He slapped the stone table beside him, and it instantly shattered.

"Junior Brother Yun!!" Lan Xueruo was horrified. The moment Yun Che gushed blood and flew back, she felt as if a sharp blade had pierced her heart, a pain so suffocating. She cried out in anguish and was about to rush over recklessly, but then she suddenly saw Yun Che at the edge of the high stage slowly stand up.

The commotion below the stage instantly ceased. Everyone's eyes widened incredibly. The sinister grin on Murong Yi's face completely froze. Even Qin Wuyou and Qin Wushang were filled with shock.

Everyone clearly saw that Yun Che had taken Murong Yi's "Azure Dragon Stirring the Sea" head-on. This was one of the three ultimate moves in the Azure Dragon Spear Arts, extremely difficult to master. Once successfully unleashed, its power was so immense it could force back tidal waves and shatter solid rock. The thunderous roar when it struck Yun Che was deafening; it was estimated that even a block of steel would have been directly broken by it.

Everyone thought that even if Yun Che didn't die from this blow, he would be severely injured and unable to move, at best falling into a coma for ten days to half a month. But no one had expected, nor dared to believe, that Yun Che would actually stand up...

Moreover, the Yun Che who had stood up again wore a terrifyingly calm expression. His handsome face showed only fierce determination, with no paleness from severe injury, no sign of pain, and not even any anger. He turned around, facing Murong Yi expressionlessly. Apart from a long bloody mark on his waist, there was no other trace of injury on his entire body.

Even Yun Che himself hadn't expected that the body's defensive capabilities granted by the first stage of the Great Way of the Buddha would be so terrifying!

"You... You..." Murong Yi's pupils dilated as he looked at Yun Che, who stood before him once more. The right hand gripping the long spear trembled uncontrollably.

Yun Che slowly raised his hands. A black light flashed between them, and the enormous Overlord's Heavy Sword appeared in his grasp. As Yun Che lowered his wrist, the sword slammed heavily onto the ground.

With a thunderous crash, the high stage beneath Yun Che's feet directly collapsed. A heavy, oppressive aura, like that of an overlord descending, enveloped everyone's hearts, utterly suffocating them.