Chapter 213: Continuous Victory

Upon seeing Yun Che as his opponent, Lei Zhentian was visibly startled, then burst into laughter. "Well, well, I didn't expect my first opponent today to be you, kid," he boomed. "It seems your dark horse run is about to end. Show me your weapon!"

"That depends on whether you have the skill," Yun Che replied calmly.

If such words had come from someone several cultivation levels above him, it would have been acceptable. But coming from a practitioner only in the True Profound Realm, it instantly enraged Lei Zhentian. Without another word, he swung his twin hammers, unleashing two fiercely surging gales that hurtled directly towards Yun Che's chest.

Each of Lei Zhentian's Twin Thunder Hammers weighed an astonishing eight hundred jin, yet he wielded them with incredible agility. The accompanying wind they generated felt exceptionally heavy.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! A ferocious barrage of six consecutive hammer strikes were all blocked by Yun Che's bare hands. The dense impact sounds didn't resemble a body colliding with heavy hammers; instead, they sounded like heavy hammers slamming against solid rock. After these six strikes, an expression of shock appeared on Lei Zhentian's face. His two Thunder Hammers, totaling sixteen hundred jin, combined with his innate divine strength, had actually been parried by the opponent consecutively with bare hands!

Furthermore, after blocking, Yun Che's hands showed no injury, not even a red mark.

"Is his body made of iron?!" Lei Zhentian thought.

"I refuse to believe you can keep this up!"

Lei Zhentian's gaze turned dark. His profound energy surged frantically throughout his body, and he spun rapidly like a whirlwind, swinging his Twin Thunder Hammers like a furious storm, pounding at Yun Che with increasing ferocity.

Bang, bang, bang, bang... Within a few breaths, dozens of hammer strikes rained down furiously, yet not a single one grazed Yun Che's clothing. All were blocked by his hands and wrists. Lei Zhentian grew increasingly stunned with each strike, finally letting out a furious roar as his sect's profound art erupted with full force:

"Thunderclap Lightning!!"

The Twin Thunder Hammers suddenly slammed down simultaneously, their oppressive force several times stronger than before. Yun Che frowned, choosing not to meet the attack head-on. He swiftly retreated three paces. After the hammers missed, they suddenly collided, and a bolt of lightning, carrying extremely dense electrical power, burst forth, rocketing directly towards Yun Che's face.

Crack! A ground-shaking thunderbolt exploded with a deafening roar, scorching a large area of the ground black. Yun Che, however, had already leaped far back. As he landed, with a sweep of his arm, the Overlord's Colossal Sword was now gripped in both his hands before him.

For this ranking battle, he had finally revealed his heavy sword.

"Holy cow! What a massive sword! Is that really his weapon?" "Could it be the legendary heavy sword? He actually uses a heavy sword? Can he even swing that thing?"

The moment Yun Che's heavy sword appeared, it immediately sparked widespread astonishment and whispers. On the combat arena, Lei Zhentian's expression fluctuated, for he discovered that the instant Yun Che grasped the heavy sword, his entire demeanor completely transformed.

Heavy swords are exceedingly difficult to master, regardless of their weight or size. Yet, this enormous sword, gripped in his hands, appeared so perfectly harmonious, without even a hint of incongruity. It was as if the sword had been born for him, merging seamlessly with him, not merely held in his hands but grown from them, an inherent part of his very being.

Yun Che's aura had also undergone a drastic transformation. Before, Lei Zhentian had perceived Yun Che as calm and somewhat mysterious, yet lacking any sharp edge. But the moment Yun Che picked up the heavy sword, it was as if Lei Zhentian saw an impossibly tall, majestic mountain standing before him. A thought of "utterly impossible to defeat" rapidly blossomed in his mind, causing him to grip his hammers tighter and tighter, yet he hesitated for a long time, unable to advance.

"What kind of monster is this... I once tried heavy weapons, but found them utterly impossible to master and had to give up. This person not only wields a heavy sword, but he's also attuned to it to this extent... Given the nature of heavy swords, even a genius would need at least a century, perhaps even several centuries, to reach such a state..."

As these thoughts raced through his mind, sweat streamed down Lei Zhentian's back.

"Take this sword!" Yun Che raised his heavy sword horizontally, and with a swift motion, instantly closed the fifteen-meter distance. Lei Zhentian quickly composed himself, let out a roar, and poured all his strength into his arms, meeting the attack with all his might. "He's moving so fast with a heavy sword; perhaps it's only massive in appearance and not much heavier than a light sword."

The moment his Twin Thunder Hammers collided with the Overlord's Colossal Sword, Lei Zhentian realized that his previous thought was nothing more than a ridiculous illusion. A torrent of immense power, far exceeding anything he had anticipated, surged from the front, instantly numbing his hammer-gripping hands and arms. He was flung high into the air as if caught in a violent whirlwind...

Bang!!! Lei Zhentian slammed heavily into the profound energy barrier behind him, tumbling to the ground, utterly disoriented. By the time he managed to stand up, his Twin Thunder Hammers were nowhere to be found.

"Still fighting?" Yun Che lightly tapped his heavy sword on the ground. Where the tip pointed, the incredibly hard combat arena instantly fractured. If Yun Che hadn't brought out his heavy sword, Lei Zhentian might have been able to put up a fight. But with the heavy sword in hand, Lei Zhentian was effortlessly defeated.

One could say that Yun Che, barehanded, and Yun Che wielding his heavy sword, possessed comprehensive combat strength on two entirely different levels.

Recalling the immense power that could have toppled mountains and seas, Lei Zhentian, though not having sustained any substantial injuries, no longer possessed the courage to continue the fight. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I surrender... The mere fact that you can wield a heavy sword that I, despite all my desperate efforts, could not master, makes me wholeheartedly accept my defeat!"

"Lei Zhentian surrenders! Yun Che of the Azure Wind Imperial Family wins!!"

The people who had been watching the match, eagerly anticipating Yun Che's crushing defeat, were once again utterly dumbfounded.

Even Lei Zhentian had been defeated by this disciple from the Azure Wind Imperial Family, who possessed merely True Profound Realm Level 10 profound energy!

Such a result could only be described as inconceivable.

Yun Che's second match was against a Spirit Profound Realm Level 5 spear master. This time, Yun Che appeared directly wielding his heavy sword. In just three exchanges, he smashed his opponent's long spear away, and on the fourth exchange, sent the opponent flying as well...

"...Yun Che of the Azure Wind Imperial Family wins!"

The third match...

"...Yun Che of the Azure Wind Imperial Family wins!"

The fourth match...

"...Yun Che of the Azure Wind Imperial Family wins!"

The fifth match...

The sixth match...

The seventh match...

The eighth match...

The attention on Yun Che's matches began to grow exponentially. Eventually, whenever he stepped onto an arena, even if disciples from the four major sects were competing on other stages, the vast majority of gazes would immediately turn to the arena where he was, watching him achieve victory... victory... victory... yet another victory... and still more victories... The expressions in their eyes changed repeatedly: surprise... astonishment... shock... horror... until, finally, they were almost numb.

Every single person still clearly remembered the roaring laughter that echoed throughout the hall on the first day of the ranking battle when Yun Che stepped onto the stage to test his profound energy. But now, he was delivering one resounding slap after another to those who had mocked him, with victory after victory, each of which could be labeled "impossible" and "a miracle."

At the start of every match, people would assume he was surely going to lose, yet he would always emerge victorious... People began to wonder when his first defeat would occur, but they were consistently disappointed. In the first round of group matches, Yun Che achieved twelve consecutive victories. Now, as the second round of group matches continued, one after another, he still swept through them, not allowing anyone to witness a single defeat.

If this had been a peak Spirit Profound Realm practitioner, or even one at only Level six or seven, then everyone would have been amazed by his continuous victories, but they wouldn't have found it unbelievable. But this Yun Che... he possessed merely True Profound Realm profound energy! A cultivation level they believed was utterly unqualified to participate in the ranking battle.

Yet, he had swept aside one exceptional Spirit Profound Realm genius after another!

And he had completely redefined their understanding.

As Yun Che accumulated more victories, Qin Wushang's expression grew increasingly agitated. When Yun Che won his tenth match, he excitedly rose from his seat, tears streaming down his face in an instant... Because with these ten wins, even if he lost all five of his remaining matches, his individual ranking would be enough to enter the top hundred! As for the Azure Wind Imperial Family's faction ranking, there was even a chance they could directly enter the top fifty!!

This not only broke the Azure Wind Imperial Family's history of never having entered the top hundred in the ranking battle, but it shattered that record emphatically!

Cang Yue covered her mouth with both hands, her cheeks also stained with tears. She watched Yun Che descend from the combat arena, her vision growing increasingly blurry as she silently cried out in her heart again and again: "Father Emperor, do you see? Junior Brother Yun has led us into the top hundred... Father Emperor, your dream has truly come to fruition. This time, our Azure Wind Imperial Family has raised its head high and will never again be ridiculed... Father Emperor, do you see... do you see...?"

While some rejoiced, others were filled with fury. In the seating area of the Burning Heaven Clan, Fen Juecheng's face was grim, his lungs practically bursting with rage. He deeply regretted personally coming to Heavenly Sword Villa; otherwise, he wouldn't be so infuriated yet unable to act, feeling so suppressed he almost wished he were dead. He wanted to see Yun Che humiliated, to see him brutally defeated by his opponents. Instead, what he witnessed was Yun Che stealing the limelight again and again, capturing all eyes repeatedly, even overshadowing the disciples of the four major sects.

These two rounds of group matches had practically become his personal exhibition!

"Big Brother, there's absolutely no need to get so worked up over such a minor figure," Fen Juebi said slowly. "His ability to win up to this point can only be attributed to incredibly good luck. In the first round of group matches, he was placed in the group with the lowest average strength. And in this second round, tsk tsk, just look at the trash opponents he's faced? So far, the strongest has only been Spirit Profound Realm Level 6. If he had randomly encountered a disciple from one of the top ten ranked sects, he would have been beaten so badly his own mother wouldn't recognize him."

"Hmph!" Fen Juecheng shot him a sidelong glance. "With your True Profound Realm Level 10 ability, could you defeat a Spirit Profound Realm Level 6 opponent?"

Fen Juebi was momentarily speechless, then shrugged indifferently. "If you put it that way, he is indeed a freak. However, now I actually hope he continues to win, all the way until... his victories place him among the top thirty-two."

Fen Juecheng's eyes glinted. "You mean?"

"Heh heh! If he really makes it into the top thirty-two and enters the elimination rounds, and then has the misfortune of encountering me, tsk tsk..." Fen Juebi licked his lips, a venomous, snake-like smile spreading across his face. "I have countless ways to turn that freak into a piece of trash. The satisfaction of personally destroying a monstrous genius, Big Brother, you know it's an indescribably wonderful feeling."