Chapter 671: Liu Yuan Has a Secret

The first round of matches ended quickly, and a total of 110 people, including Liu Yuan, advanced to the second round. This time, Liu Yuan was clearly not as lucky. Since the number was even, he also had to compete. However, Ye Feng wasn’t optimistic about him—Liu Yuan only had a cultivation level at the later stage of Xingyu. Without Ye Feng’s help, he wouldn’t have even made it past the first round. The remaining 109 people all had cultivation at the peak of Xingyu level, with dozens of them capable of defeating even pseudo-void level warriors despite being of a lower rank.

“Liu Yuan, just admit defeat if you can’t win. It’s not shameful. The others here are all very strong,” Ye Feng said, patting his shoulder.

“Mm,” Liu Yuan replied, looking dejected, with a pained expression, nodding weakly.

The 110 people stood in line, with Liu Yuan being the only one at the later stage of Xingyu level, making him stand out.

Everyone drew their numbers in sequence. This time, Ye Feng drew number 31, while Liu Yuan waved his number card at Ye Feng, who saw another large “1” on it.

Ye Feng shook his head in exasperation. He couldn’t figure out what kind of luck this guy had to draw number 1 twice in a row.

“The matches will be held in order of number—number 1 against number 2, number 3 against number 4, and so on,” the chief referee said again.

A moment later, Ye Feng and the others were led onto the arena by the staff.

Ye Feng’s opponent this time was a beast. Although it was at the peak of Xingyu level, its physical strength even surpassed that of early pseudo-void level warriors. Ye Feng had also seen this beast’s performance in the preliminary rounds—it possessed a special innate ability to launch soul attacks. If caught off guard, it could even kill mid-stage pseudo-void level warriors.

For others, this beast posed a serious threat, but for Ye Feng, it was no threat at all. Although his soul cultivation was only at the peak of Xingyu level, he mastered nine types of soul-related techniques. Even the soul attacks of peak pseudo-void level warriors could be withstood for a while. Not to mention, he possessed the “Great Clanging Bell,” an elite virtual treasure for soul defense. Additionally, his mental sea was guarded by the powerful virtual treasure “Liu Luan Hall.” Even a Dongxu level warrior might not be able to easily kill Ye Feng with a soul attack.

After stepping onto the stage, Ye Feng rushed at the massive monster with lightning speed. Many powerful fighters from other arenas, who knew how fierce that monster was, secretly laughed to themselves, believing that Ye Feng was doomed this time. No matter how strong one was, facing a soul attack meant certain death.

The monster also smirked coldly, paying no attention to Ye Feng’s movements. The soul power in its mental sea continued to gather, and it then activated its innate divine ability. A powerful soul attack, like a sharp sword, was sent toward Ye Feng, who was charging at it.

Yet Ye Feng’s movements didn’t slow down in the slightest. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the monster, pressing one hand against its forehead. Without any hesitation, he transmitted the Space Annihilation technique through his palm into the monster’s head, instantly shattering its skull. A huge monster crystal was then casually collected by Ye Feng into his storage ring. After that, he calmly picked up the storage ring that had fallen to the ground.

Another battle was resolved in just one breath, which left even those powerful fighters from other arenas who had come to watch Ye Feng fail in awe. They clearly saw the monster activate its innate divine ability, and that soul attack, capable of killing mid-stage Pseudo-Void level warriors, indeed struck Ye Feng’s forehead. Yet Ye Feng acted as if nothing had happened, his expression unchanged, as he instantly killed the monster.

Even the guests in the audience fell silent. Their cultivation levels far surpassed those of many strong warriors in the primary plane, allowing them to clearly sense just how formidable that soul attack was. It was a soul attack strong enough to kill mid-stage Pseudo-Void level warriors. Even if someone’s soul strength reached the peak of Pseudo-Void level, they would surely feel severe pain in their soul after being struck by such an attack and react accordingly. But Ye Feng showed no reaction at all, as if the soul attack hadn’t hit him but someone else.

“Ye Feng must possess some kind of soul-defense virtual treasure, and its grade is surely at least medium or above.” This was the first conclusion reached by everyone in the guest seats, but none of them voiced it. With their strength, they could dominate the entire intermediate main plane; only peak-level or higher virtual treasures would catch their interest. Moreover, Ye Feng’s identity made them extremely wary. Even within the intermediate main plane, they had connections in the higher planes and had heard of certain powerful beings who should not be provoked. Immortal was undoubtedly among those most dangerous beings. As one of his heirs, if anything happened to Ye Feng, the entire primary or even intermediate main plane might suffer as a consequence. The thought alone was terrifying. Thus, they chose to remain silent.

Even so, some pseudo-virtual-level strong observers guessed it, but they didn’t say anything either, harboring their own thoughts.

In less than a breath’s time, Ye Feng completed the battle again, took all the loot, and calmly stepped down from the arena, ignoring the stares of others entirely. The referee immediately announced that Ye Feng had advanced to the next round.

With nothing to do, Ye Feng went to Arena No. 1 to watch Liu Yuan’s match.

On the arena, Liu Yuan moved like a slippery loach, dodging everywhere in a desperate attempt to evade attacks. Strangely enough, after a whole tea break, that star universe peak-level opponent failed to land a single hit. Ye Feng finally began to see the pattern—Liu Yuan’s movement style was an extremely sophisticated divine technique. However, Ye Feng didn’t know which divine power it corresponded to. Normally, ordinary divine techniques were tied to specific divine powers, but some special ones weren’t linked to any divine power at all—mere techniques. Such techniques, similar to martial divine powers and innate divine powers, combined both aspects into one.

Realizing this, Ye Feng grew suspicious of Liu Yuan. Yet, seeing his desperate appearance on the arena clearly didn’t seem fake, which left Ye Feng even more puzzled.

At the same time, Long Tian in the audience also fixed his gaze on Arena No. 1, looking deep in thought…