Chapter 472: You Are No Match for Him

At this point, Luo Qingfeng no longer harbored any illusions.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect had not only not forgotten the Nether Cloud Sect, but also wanted to use this incident to pick a quarrel.

Of course, the Nether Cloud Sect was no longer even in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect; otherwise, they would not have sent just a few disciples.

However, the strength of these three before them was beyond everyone's expectations.

That Li Junjie was clearly the weakest of the three, yet he had wounded Xiao Jian with a single sword strike. Qin Yan's strength was truly hard to gauge.

Ye Yuan smiled and cupped his hands, saying, “Brother Li is extremely powerful; I admire you. Please go easy on me later!”

“Haha, rest assured, I will definitely go easy on you!” Li Junjie laughed loudly.

Li Junjie had been focusing all his attention on Luo Qingfeng just now, and had not really noticed Ye Yuan.

Now that a young Sea of Qi Realm cultivator suddenly popped up, it did shock him a little.

A Sea of Qi Realm cultivator as young as Ye Yuan was a rarity even in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. He hadn't expected the Nether Cloud Sect to produce such a genius.

But... destroying a genius was so satisfying!

Li Junjie thought with malicious amusement.

Hearing the hostility in Li Junjie's words, Luo Qingfeng quickly stepped forward and pulled Ye Yuan back, whispering, “Ye Yuan, these three are no ordinary men. They are probably among the strongest of the younger generation in the Northern Domain. Don't be reckless. If something happens to you...”

Ye Yuan smiled and interrupted Luo Qingfeng, saying, “How could that be? Brother Li just said he would definitely go easy on me, didn't you, Brother Li?”

The latter part was addressed to Li Junjie, who replied with a full smile, “Of course, of course. Sect Master, please rest assured.”

Luo Qingfeng shot a fierce glare at Li Junjie, then said solemnly to Ye Yuan, “Ye Yuan, you must act within your means!”

Ye Yuan gave a noncommittal smile, then turned to Li Junjie and said, “Just now I saw that move of yours, Purple Rain Clear Wind, seemed very powerful. I have also practiced that move. I wonder if Brother Li could give me some pointers?”

In Li Junjie's eyes, Ye Yuan was a naive and foolish idiot.

Did this kid really think he would go easy on him and come to him for sparring?

But it was easy to explain. A genius who broke through to the Sea of Qi Realm in his teens, how much experience could he have? He was just a flower raised in a greenhouse.

Seeing that Ye Yuan wanted to witness Purple Rain Clear Wind, Li Junjie was even more delighted.

Li Junjie had extraordinary talent in the Azure Firmament Purple Sun Sword Art. Although he had not yet fully comprehended its true essence, he was not far from it. That was why he could defeat Xiao Jian with one strike.

Ye Yuan actually wanted to compete with him in the Azure Firmament Purple Sun Sword Art—how utterly overconfident.

“Haha, I will give you good guidance!” Li Junjie laughed loudly.

Ye Yuan grinned, and Canghua Sword was drawn!

Almost at the same time, Ye Yuan and Li Junjie made their moves.

The same technique, the same motion, exactly like the scene just now.

This time, Li Junjie held nothing back; Purple Rain Clear Wind was even more powerful than before.

His goal was to cripple Ye Yuan!

Seeing this, Luo Qingfeng's expression changed drastically: “No good! Li Junjie was actually holding back his strength!”

Luo Qingfeng wanted to intervene and stop the duel, but an extremely terrifying aura locked onto him at that moment!

Luo Qingfeng was startled, only to find that Qin Yan had somehow appeared before him!

This young man actually gave him an extremely terrifying feeling. Could he... could he really be at the Ninth Layer of the Transformation Sea?

Compared to Li Junjie's moves, Ye Yuan's Purple Rain Clear Wind was as weak as a child's fancy play.

"Ye Yuan, be careful!" Luo Qingfeng shouted loudly.

But Ye Yuan acted as if he hadn't heard at all, still calmly executing the Purple Rain Clear Wind.

Gu Tianyou, on the other hand, watched the scene leisurely, as if he had already seen the outcome of Ye Yuan, this genius, being destroyed.

They all knew that Ye Yuan must be a genius cultivated by the Nethercloud Sect at great expense.

Destroying Ye Yuan would be equivalent to cutting off the future of the Nethercloud Sect.

"Hehe, my guidance is coming. You'd better receive it well!" Li Junjie laughed smugly and thrust his sword at Ye Yuan.

At that moment, Ye Yuan's Purple Rain Clear Wind was also complete, and it struck toward Li Junjie as well.

When the two moves clashed, Ye Yuan's technique seemed as weak as a small tree in a gale, a tiny boat in a vast ocean.

"Bang!"

Their attacks finally collided, but Ye Yuan did not die instantly as everyone had imagined.

Instead, Li Junjie, the moment he touched Ye Yuan's attack, was sent flying as if struck by a sledgehammer.

"Crash!"

Li Junjie was knocked back to where he had been sitting, smashing the chair to pieces.

Gu Tianyou and Qin Yan had not yet reacted, momentarily stunned.

Of course, they were not the only ones stunned; Tian Feng, Luo Qingfeng, and the others were as well.

"How is this possible? Junior Brother Li's 'Azure Firmament Purple Sun Sword Art' is nearly at the Great Accomplishment stage. How could he lose to this brat?" Gu Tianyou said incredulously.

Qin Yan did not speak, but his gaze toward Ye Yuan became extremely serious.

"Senior Brother Li's Purple Rain Clear Wind is truly formidable. Even his flying away was so graceful. Ye Yuan has benefited greatly!" Ye Yuan praised.

"Bang!"

At that moment, Li Junjie scrambled to his feet, kicked away the wood chips in front of him, and roared, "You little bastard, I'll kill you!"

Li Junjie had completely entered berserk mode, determined to kill Ye Yuan at all costs.

Even within the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, few could make Li Junjie so embarrassed. Now, being beaten like this by a wet-behind-the-ears kid from the Nethercloud Sect was something he could not accept.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect had obtained the complete 'Azure Firmament Purple Sun Sword Art.' Li Junjie had immersed himself in it for over twenty years, only a step away from comprehending the sword intent. How could he lose to someone from the Nethercloud Sect?

If he had lost to a high-ranking member of the Nethercloud Sect, it might be understandable, but Ye Yuan was merely a junior disciple of the Nethercloud Sect. How could he possibly lose to someone like that?

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect was one of the three strongest sects in the Northern Domain. Li Junjie's strength was among the top among the younger generation of the entire Boundless Realm.

And now, he had lost to a disciple of a small sect?

Li Junjie moved, but before he could act, Qin Yan appeared before him.

"Senior Brother, step aside. I'm going to kill this brat!" Li Junjie roared.

But Qin Yan said calmly, "Forget it. You... are no match for him."

When Qin Yan said this, both Li Junjie and Gu Tianyou were stunned.

Especially Li Junjie, who thought he had misheard, and said incredulously, "S-Senior Brother, what did you say?"

Qin Yan turned around and said gravely, "This kid has already comprehended the 'Azure Firmament Purple Sun Sword Art.' You... are no match for him."