East Gate Zhengyu watched as Chen Yu suddenly turned the tide of battle, transforming defeat into victory and severely injuring the Lord of Ten Thousand Poisons. His heart was filled with a slight astonishnt.
Moreover, due to the unusual change Ye Luofeng exhibited since Chen Yu’s appearance, he had unconsciously developed a hint of animosity towards Chen Yu.
Suddenly.
Ye Luofeng beside him flew out, heading towards Chen Yu.
"No, Junior Sister Luo Feng..."
East Gate Zhengyu was frozen in place, watching Ye Luofeng fly towards Chen Yu, unable to understand what was happening.
What in the world was going on?
What was the relationship between the two of them?
East Gate Zhengyu’s mind was in turmoil, weighed down by confusion. He knew nothing of Ye Luofeng’s past, and at this mont, he could only speculate.
The many onlookers, as well as the prodigies at the Food God’s Feast, observed the scene with puzzled faces.
What did this beauty from the Eastern Domain Eight Sword Saint Sects intend to do?
Could it be that Chen Yu’s defeat of the Lord of Ten Thousand Poisons and that domineering aura had won her over?
Of course, this possibility was slim.
One could tell from her cold, ice-like exterior that she was not such a person.
Then what deep stories lurked beneath the surface?
Only the Red Fla King smiled, shaking his head sentintally, his lips curling into a smile: "Fate brings people together from thousands of miles apart..."
Whoosh~
A cold wind blew over as Ye Luofeng approached Chen Yu, but it brought an inexplicable warmth to his heart.
This unexpected gathering without any preparation seed to stir the most genuine emotions and thoughts in their hearts.
"You’ve co..."
Chen Yu was both surprised and at a loss, not knowing what to say.
The beauty standing opposite him had clear, icy eyes filled with a faint mist, along with a trace of resentnt and anger.
Resentnt that Chen Yu had not looked for her in the Great Yu Realm, without a word, heartless and uncaring.
Anger that Chen Yu had risked his life against the Lord of Ten Thousand Poisons, nearly dying at his hand.
Thinking of this, Ye Luofeng felt wronged and full of reproach in her heart. She bit her lip lightly, extending her slender arm and hand out, her expression a mix of sorrow and rage, as if ready to vent and strike out.
But her hand froze mid-air, unable to bring herself to strike.
"Miss Luo Feng, it’s good to see you unhard!"
Chen Yu let out a chuckle, reacting swiftly, and grabbed her extended hand.
However, the next mont, Chen Yu cursed inwardly, thinking he might have acted too hastily; it seed Ye Luofeng was not actually prepared to strike.
At the mont he grasped her hand, Chen Yu felt its soft touch, which brought forth feelings of a long-awaited reunion and another kind of emotional impulse, causing him to grip a bit too firmly.
"Ah..."
Ye Luofeng had not expected Chen Yu to suddenly catch her hand; caught off guard and pulled with force, her body leaned forward and inadvertently fell into Chen Yu’s embrace.
Chen Yu was stunned for a mont, thinking the woman had thrown herself into his arms willingly.
His heart raced, and his other hand wrapped around her.
This scene left the surrounding onlookers stunned.
A fierce battle had just ended, and imdiately a love scene ensued, much to the delight of the audience.
The only regret was that such a beauty had fallen into the arms of another.
anwhile, East Gate Zhengyu stood rigid as if struck by lightning.
Initially, he had hoped that perhaps Ye Luofeng and Chen Yu were just old acquaintances in a foreign land.
But this scene before him struck his heart fiercely, leaving his mind in a daze.
Ye Luofeng felt a flush of embarrassnt rise to her neck and cheeks as the other arm wrapped around her, her body tensing.
Her heart beat faster, and a trace of joy surfaced in her mind.
But suddenly, she rembered they were at the Food God’s Feast, surrounded by countless onlookers!
Her head almost buried itself in mortification, and a shy, embarrassed whisper escaped her: "Let go of ."
Chen Yu’s heart swelled with satisfaction. Upon hearing these words, he thought Ye Luofeng was reluctant, and imdiately released her hand, stepping back.
Ye Luofeng stood rooted to the spot, her flushed face lifting slightly as her eyes flickered with reproach, seemingly blaming Chen Yu for being so decisive in letting her go so quickly.
Chen Yu looked around, aware of the envious and jealous gazes, feeling a warmth in his heart, and a bit of pride.
Behind him.
East Gate Zhengyu’s face was extrely grave, his stiff visage turned towards the Food God’s Feast, his eyes flashing with a cold sharpness.
"I’ve set my sights on your seat."
His gaze fixed on a man as he suddenly spoke, a massive Sword Intent pressing down like mountains and seas.
The many prodigies seated in the higher places, including the Fallen Moon Venerable and Long Chen, all shuddered at the solemnity in their hearts upon casting a serious glance at East Gate Zhengyu.
Shen Ji, the man East Gate Zhengyu’s gaze fell upon, felt a trendous pressure and his body subtly sank.
At that mont, East Gate Zhengyu was like an unsheathed sword of unparalleled worth, his entire being radiating a chilling Sword Qi, yearning for battle.
Anyone seated at the Food God’s Feast, if challenged, could not refuse, unless they willingly gave up their seat.
"If you have the ability, seize it; if not, get lost!"
Shen Ji’s whole body surged with Demon Body energy, shooting towards the skies.
Despite his fierce words, in his heart, Shen Ji considered East Gate Zhengyu to be an even more formidable enemy than Chen Yu.
Swoosh!
Chen Yu and Ye Luofeng briefly parted, with him returning to his seat.
A soft and exceedingly warm sensation imdiately washed over him, and a white fog emanating from the chair slowly enveloped Chen Yu.
The trace amounts of poison within Chen Yu’s body began to heal rapidly, thanks to his physique’s self-healing ability and the miraculous effects of the white jade chair.
Moreover, he found that after being corrupted by poison during the fight with the Lord of Ten Thousand Poisons, his Secret Pattern Demon Body had actually improved, now just one step away from the next level.
"Perhaps, by the end of the Food God’s Feast, I’ll be able to advance my Secret Pattern Demon Body by one level."
Chen Yu’s face lit up slightly with joy as he circulated his True Yuan and began to refine the Secret Pattern Demon Body.
Of course, he also split part of his consciousness to pay attention to the surroundings.
At this mont, the only ones that caught his attention were East Gate Zhengyu and Shen Ji.
East Gate Zhengyu and Ye Luofeng hailed from the sa sect and he ranked third on the Eastern Domain’s "Genius List."
Of course, Chen Yu didn’t know when the previous ranking battle for the Eastern Domain’s "Genius List" took place, so this could only serve as a reference.
Secondly, the level of talent on the Eastern Domain’s "Genius List" might also vary in strength compared to those on the Southern Domain’s "Genius List."
The battle began.
Shen Ji took the initiative, his body exuding a domineering demonic aura. A sphere of black light scattered and interwove into a huge demonic shadow with two enormous arms.
Boom!
The arms of the demonic shadow gathered a surging demonic light and descended from the sky, smashing toward East Gate Zhengyu.
Facing a formidable enemy like East Gate Zhengyu, Shen Ji’s opening move was a killing strike.
"Kaiyang Sword!"
Standing still, East Gate Zhengyu suddenly shouted, and a massive and shocking golden sword light soared into the sky.
Amidst the sky-filling sword qi and light, a broad Golden Pattern Treasure Sword flew up, drawing a dazzling and splendid arc of golden brilliance.
Swish-thump!
The pitch-black domineering demon claw was pierced directly by the Golden Pattern Treasure Sword.
The powerful Sword Intent caused the entire claw to shatter instantly.
"What a strong sword strike!"
Witnessing the technique, Yin Yue’s face changed with shock, and she took a deep breath.
Even the Absolute Sword Immortal Guan Aoxue began to focus intently.
This sword strike, grand and imposing, was irresistibly powerful and relentless, crushing everything with an upright and mighty force.
"Kill!"
A mont of panic flashed through Shen Ji’s heart, but he instantly suppressed it. He then controlled the other arm of the demonic shadow to grab at East Gate Zhengyu.
"True Moon Sword!"
East Gate Zhengyu shouted again, and another treasure sword flew out, its blade as smooth as jade, glowing with moon-like brilliance, tracing an arc of sword light.
Pong!
The arm of the demonic shadow was severed cleanly!
Shen Ji’s preemptive assault, both of his attacks, were effortlessly neutralized by East Gate Zhengyu.
"One Yang Brings Auspiciousness!"
East Gate Zhengyu’s index and middle fingers traced in the void.
Now, he launched an offensive.
Hum~
The [Kaiyang Sword] emitted a soul-stirring sword hum, shot up, and spun, unleashing splendid golden Sword Intent, as if intent on leveling everything.
Shen Ji’s expression beca grave; he frenetically released True Yuan and once more condensed the arms of his demonic shadow, attacking again.
"Two Suns Linking Pearls!"
With another shout from East Gate Zhengyu, the second treasure sword danced into motion.
"Three Stars Chasing the Sun!"
The third treasure sword now suddenly appeared.
"Four Moons Like Frost!"
Four swords danced in unison, forming a mysterious and dazzling Sword Array that enveloped Shen Ji.
In an instant, Shen Ji’s demonic shadow behind him shattered, leaving him with dozens of wounds of varying depth.
Before East Gate Zhengyu’s onslaught, Shen Ji found himself completely powerless to resist!
This scene sent shivers through the hearts of many geniuses at the Food God’s Feast.
The strength of Shen Ji was well-known to those from the Southern Domain; he was a powerhouse ranked within the top five.
Yet now he was utterly crushed by East Gate Zhengyu!
"It is said that the Eight Sword Saints possess eight branches, among which, the ’Array Sword’ lineage is unprecedentedly powerful, ruling the sect for over a thousand years," Hou Chen took a deep breath and slowly said, "What East Gate Zhengyu is cultivating could very well be the supre skill [Nine Heavens Bright Light Sword] from the Array Sword lineage!"
"Sword Array?"
Chen Yu looked towards the battlefield as Shen Ji, not only wounded but also having lost the will to fight under East Gate Zhengyu’s terrifying offensive.
The battle had barely started, yet the opponent had already lost the will to fight, showing the imnse pressure Shen Ji faced.
Chen Yu, who had clashed with Shen Ji before, understood Shen Ji’s strength, and thus could even more certainly appreciate East Gate Zhengyu’s power.
"Defeat!"
East Gate Zhengyu shouted coldly.
Four treasure swords each emitted a gold, sharp, and grand Sword Intent.
Shen Ji rarely resorted to defensive asures, but he was still defeated in one fell swoop, gravely injured and unconscious.
The battle was over.
At the Food God’s Feast, many geniuses were speechless, the venue falling into silence.
What was expected to be an intense duel ended up being a one-sided crush.
Even a powerful figure like Shen Ji was effortlessly defeated; perhaps only the Fallen Moon Venerable present had such strength.
Swoosh!
An elder from Black Demon Valley imdiately flew out to catch Shen Ji and began healing him.
This was the Food God’s Feast, a chance not to be missed. As long as Shen Ji could wake up, there was at least a hope to seize a seat, even if it was a lower-ranked one.
Swoosh!
East Gate Zhengyu floated forward, landing where Shen Ji had previously stood.
At the sa ti, his gaze naturally fell on Chen Yu across the way, an imnse and invisible pressure descending upon him.
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