Nine Realms Sword Emperor -
Chapter 388 - 389: Disciple of Beimang Academy (1st Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)
Chapter 388: Chapter 389: Disciple of Beimang Academy (1st Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)
"Boy, I am Yang Yue, an Inner Sect Disciple of Beimang Academy! Remember my name before you die, so you won’t end up as an unidentified headless corpse!"
Yang Yue, laughing heartily at Chu Fengmian, declared.
Despite being merely an attendant in the presence of that young man, in the Martial Country, his status was truly that of an invincible figure.
Any disciple of Beimang Academy, within Martial Country, would hold a status higher than even the Emperor of Martial Country.
The moment Yang Yue made his move, it was like an array of mountains, their force bombarding Chu Fengmian.
Although his realm was only at the sixth level of Divine Power, the strength he unleashed instantly could contend with that of the eighth level of Divine Power.
He had indeed surpassed his own realm by two levels.
"Disciples of Beimang Academy are indeed geniuses among geniuses, even a mere inner sect attendant can battle across two realms," Chu Fengmian thought to himself as he watched Yang Yue’s movements.
Such talent, considered top-notch in the Qin Emperor Country, was however only mid-tier in Beimang Academy, hence his position as a lowly attendant.
"What formidable strength."
"Is this a disciple from Beimang Academy?"
Lei Che, along with other saints from the three major sects, noticed Yang Yue’s move and their expressions subtly changed.
In Divine Power Realm, being able to fight across two realms was already a sign of a top-tier genius; a casual disciple from Beimang Academy possessed such terrifying qualifications.
Yang Yue made his move.
The power of the mountains was relentless, bombarding Chu Fengmian continuously, like an endless range of mountains, giving no respite at all.
This martial technique was overwhelmingly domineering, even a saint at the peak of the ninth level of Divine Power would be completely suppressed, unable to counterattack.
With this move, it was clear that he aimed to completely annihilate Chu Fengmian, leaving no opportunity for him.
However, even among geniuses, in front of Chu Fengmian, they were like ants.
Chu Fengmian snorted coldly, waved his hand casually, and struck a palm towards Yang Yue.
Although this palm seemed much more relaxed, when the two forces collided, Yang Yue’s Spiritual Power was immediately dispersed, and he was forced back in one move.
"What? This person is from such a fallen country?"
Forced back in one strike, shock inherently appeared on Yang Yue’s face - Chu Fengmian’s realm was merely at the peak of Spirit Vein, yet he possessed power enough to contend with him.
It was incredibly unbelievable.
"But even if your strength is considerable, you cannot contend with us! Powerful beyond measure!"
Yang Yue, defeated in one move, fiercely launched another, his face showing anger as he exerted his full strength.
Being a disciple of Beimang Academy, he felt extreme disgrace being pushed back in one move by a Spirit Vein Martial Artist.
The power of this move was even greater than before, nearly approaching the ninth level of Divine Power.
As this move launched, it was like an immensely huge mountain, aiming to completely crush Chu Fengmian under its weight.
"Get lost!"
Chu Fengmian glanced at Yang Yue, his hand swung fiercely, and with all his strength, a force so intense burst forth.
Instantaneously, it completely shattered Yang Yue’s endless Spiritual Power, and this palm strike hit directly on his chest, sending him flying.
The Spirit Vein within Yang Yue’s body were utterly shattered by this strike.
It would take Yang Yue several years to recover, and even if he did recover, he could never advance his realm further, this one strike had virtually destroyed his future.
"Insolence!"
"Damn it, you dare to hurt our Beimang Academy’s disciple!"
"Today you must give us an explanation! As our slave! You shall serve us for life!"
"Yes, suppress him. His talent is good. Imprint a seal on him and make him our slave!"
On either side of the young man, the other two followers, seeing Yang Yue sent flying, all bellowed angrily.
Two figures appeared at once, their strength in no way inferior to that of Yang Yue, and in an instant, they surged towards Chu Fengmian to suppress him.
This conflict was about to suppress Chu Fengmian and take him as a slave.
These disciples from Beimang Academy, each one was supremely arrogant and utterly ruthless, in their eyes, unless one of them from Beimang Academy, everyone else were ants, slaves, ready to be made into slaves.
Chu Fengmian’s eyes grew incredibly cold; he had been restraining himself, not wanting to get into too serious a conflict with these disciples of Beimang Academy.
But these people, each excessively aggressive, wanting to take the Beimang Sacred Medal, also plotting to capture Han Yueli, and now they even wanted to suppress Chu Fengmian and make him a slave.
Chu Fengmian did not start trouble, but nor was he afraid, he feared none of the seven major sects, let alone the newly risen Beimang Academy over the millennia.
"Insolence? You people from Beimang Academy, coming here to take the Beimang Sacred Medal, even coveting my woman? It seems you are truly lawless; well, then today you all shall die!"
Chu Fengmian snorted coldly, immediately channeling the Spiritual Power within his body.
"Humph, a mere ant-like person, daring to resist us from Beimang Academy? Your resistance to our orders is a great sin; we shall suppress you and make you a slave, which is what you deserve!"
A disciple of Beimang Academy coldly shouted.
"Your resistance now adds to your crimes, not just you, all your friends, your subordinates, must also become our slaves!"
The two disciples of Beimang Academy attacked at once, between them, they actually mastered a combined attack technique.
Their powers erupted together, almost instantly reaching the pinnacle saint level, reaching right in front of Chu Fengmian in a moment.
Striking together, they formed an enormous seal.
Intending to thoroughly suppress Chu Fengmian within it.
"Get out of my way!"
Chu Fengmian, without even looking up, hurled a fierce punch, under which this immense seal collapsed and instantly shattered.
The aftermath sent the two disciples of Beimang Academy flying out, spitting out copious amounts of blood.
This blood was all saint’s essence blood, and as they lay on the ground, continuously spewing blood, their realms dropped sharply by two levels.
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