Do you still dare to come up?

As Shen Ming's calm words echoed.

Swish!

At this moment.

Countless gazes fell directly on Ye Qingchen.

Yes!

Does he still dare to go up?

For a moment, everyone shook their heads silently.

This Shen Ming is just too powerful.

The power of that one palm was like a deity laying down a sacred hand, sweeping everything before it. No matter how high your cultivation, under that palm, you must obediently bow down.

"Does Ye Qingchen have a chance of winning?"

Someone looked to Gu Xunhong.

Because.

Gu Xunhong had just fought with Ye Qingchen and knew his strength best.

"Not a chance!" Gu Xunhong said with a bitter smile: "I originally thought Ye Qingchen was quite strong, but after seeing Shen Ming's move, I realized I was completely wrong. The difference between them is like heaven and earth. If Ye Qingchen trained for a few more years, he might be able to match him, but now, alas..."

He didn't finish speaking, but everyone knew what he meant.

"Too strong!"

Below the stage.

Master Tianxiong slowly regained consciousness.

There was a deep palm print sunken on his chest, a result of Shen Ming's palm. Looking at Shen Ming's figure on the stage, his eyes were filled with deep fear.

If he had known Shen Ming had such strength, he wouldn't have dared to step onto the stage.

At this moment.

Ye Qing also quietly tugged at the corner of Ye Qingchen's clothes, whispering: "Brother, maybe you shouldn't go up..."

"Yes!"

Hong Man and Jiang Churan also nodded repeatedly.

Even though Ye Qingchen was unmatched in their hearts, facing a deity-like Shen Ming, they couldn't help but waver.

Qin Wentian also sighed long.

"This Shen Ming truly is a monster!"

Having mastered twelve hundred types of Water Sword Intent, these alone were enough to crush everyone present.

Originally.

He thought Ye Qingchen had a chance, that he could reach the top of the Sword Fighting Conference. But Shen Ming's casual palm had wiped all his hopes away!

Even Kong Shun slowly shook his head.

Though he didn't understand cultivation, he could see how terrifying Shen Ming was.

"Haha, looks like it's over prematurely!" The True Martial Sect Leader smiled, "This time, the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference champion belongs to our True Martial Sect!"

Upon hearing this, everyone, though unwilling, had to admit it.

Shen Ming's strength was just too overpowering, that palm's might had already announced the final result. Yet, what they didn't expect was that Ye Qingchen suddenly stood up and started walking towards the stage.

This scene left everyone a bit stunned. Many sneered and mocked: "Has this kid not seen Shen Ming's earlier move? Does he still want to go up and make a fool of himself?"

But Ye Qingchen paid no heed to the surrounding mockery, stepping onto the stage with unwavering determination.

"Hmm?"

Shen Ming stood on the stage, watching Ye Qingchen approach, raising an eyebrow.

Initially.

He thought Ye Qingchen, having seen his move, would be scared out of his wits, yet he hadn't expected him to still dare to come up.

Those below the stage watched this scene with a mix of admiration and disbelief.

They admired the courage; among so many present with higher cultivation than Ye Qingchen, yet none dared to face Shen Ming, such courage was immense. However, courage alone wasn't enough; power was also necessary!

At this moment.

Shen Ming spoke calmly:

"Ye Qingchen, I didn't expect you to really dare step onto the stage, but do you really think you have the strength to oppose me?"

Facing this contender already deemed the uncrowned king of the Sword Fighting Conference, ignoring the jests from all around, Ye Qingchen remained unchanged in expression, softly smiling:

"If this is all you have, you're not qualified to make me step down!"

His words surprised everyone.

However.

No one spoke; they merely gazed at him with eyes full of ridicule.

Ye Qingchen was audacious to such a degree that he dared challenge Shen Ming directly.

More people shook their heads continuously.

Initially, they admired Ye Qingchen's courage, yet his words made many feel he was underestimating his limits.

Indeed.

As he finished speaking, Shen Ming's face darkened, frowning: "What did you say?"

Just then, Ye Qingchen continued: "Your abilities aren't bad. A Half-Step Profound Pill Realm, wielding twelve hundred types of Water Realm. To others, it might seem unmatched, but to me, it's nothing at all!"

Ignoring Shen Ming's increasingly gloomy face, Ye Qingchen stepped onto the stage, confronting Shen Ming directly.

The entire crowd burst into an uproar.

They looked at Ye Qingchen incredulously, some even widening their eyes as if they misheard.

Ye Qingchen's evaluation of Shen Ming was actually—nothing special?

Where did his courage come from!

It must be known.

Strong people are naturally proud, especially geniuses like Shen Ming. They do not tolerate being questioned by others. Now, Ye Qingchen's face-to-face evaluation was akin to a spark falling on gasoline, instantly igniting an endless fury.

"Bold!"

Shen Ming suddenly raised his head, eyes fierce.

"I want to see what qualifications you have to judge me like this!"

After speaking.

He stomped fiercely, releasing his Half-Step Profound Pill Realm aura without reservation, like raging flames erupting. At the same time, with a 'swish', he drew his long sword, slashing forward, releasing a sword light like a rainbow piercing through the sun.

Previously, everyone witnessed the power of his casual palm strike, even Master Tianxiong of the same Half-Step Profound Pill got struck to the point of spitting blood, let alone Ye Qingchen? Under this sword strike, Ye Qingchen would likely be completely overwhelmed.

Crash!

As this sword unfolded, twelve hundred Water Sword Intents were revealed without reservation. At this moment, a vast sound of water echoed in the void, and that surging sword light transformed into a mighty waterfall, pouring down without hesitation. Everywhere the onlookers cast their gaze turned into a landscape of roaring waters!

It was deafening to the extreme!

"Shen Ming is angry! This is his full-strength strike!"

The True Martial Sect Leader sighed, shaking his head.

Master Tianxiong's eyes filled with a trace of despair; Shen Ming's strike was truly terrifying. If it were himself, he would surely be shattered to pieces.

Lu Changsheng's face was full of glee, he deeply hated Ye Qingchen, naturally wishing he wouldn't claim the Sword Fighting Conference's top position. Now, seeing Shen Ming's all-out attack, he wore a schadenfreude expression.

Ye Qing, Hong Man, Jiang Churan at this moment could no longer bear to watch.

The disciples below the stage were filled with regret or joy, some even rising to leave, as if to them, this battle no longer held any suspense.

However.

At this moment, Ye Qingchen suddenly took a step forward.

"Zheng!"

As he turned his right hand, the Silver Dragon Sword was drawn out with grandeur, and the sword's mighty sound rang through the void at that moment, spreading in all directions. Amid this sword sound, he gently pointed forward.

This sword move was understated to the extreme.

However.

Everyone's minds went blank, as if Ye Qingchen's sword was like an ancient gale sweeping in.

"Tear!"

A loud tearing sound echoed throughout the venue.

They saw the mighty sword light like rivers and seas surging was directly split open by Ye Qingchen's sword. Like an ancient swordsman slicing water with a blade.

No matter how the raging waves roared, they couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

Within the sword light.

Ye Qingchen's long hair fluttered, his robes fluttering, his momentum gathered to the extreme.

In the eyes of those who couldn't believe it.

He slowly raised his head, facing the stunned Shen Ming, grinning and saying:

"This is my qualification!"

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