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Chapter 1191: How Strong Is He

Silence!

The sky had become utterly silent.

Don't even speak of people, for even mountains, rivers and trees have become still. It seems that in this world, only Ye Fusheng can move, everything else must remain frozen!

Startled

Eight masters.

Hundreds of disciples had been shocked countless times, their expressions becoming numb. Before today, they had never imagined that one day they would be defeated by someone from the plains, let alone be defeated so decisively.

Of course, the most unimaginable thing is... what realm is this guy in

One strike, and people kneel.

One look, and dozens of disciples were unable to rise.

Such terror!

Time slips by, minute by minute.

Ten minutes had passed.

"Whew..."

"Whew..."

The remaining eight masters finally started to breathe quietly, not daring to make a sound, afraid that Ye Fusheng would notice them and force them to kneel as well!

With them leading the way, hundreds of disciples behind them also began to breathe secretly, as if each breath could dispel the tension.

"I'm giving you three seconds. Get out, or get down on your knees and apologize!"

Ye Fusheng spoke again: "Three!"

The voice was not loud, yet it resonated like a Buddhist chant, stirring everyone's hearts and making them tremble once more.

If previously, what he said was considered arrogant boasting and could be ridiculed, now, no one dares to underestimate him.

The disciples were so terrified their faces turned pale, they couldn't muster any resistance, only wanting to escape the monster's grasp as quickly as possible. But since their master remained still, they dared not move rashly and all anxiously looked on.

"Two!"

The Eight Masters were even more panicked. If they knelt here like the Scholar Master, how could they ever face their disciples in the future How could they ever show their faces again

It would be even more humiliating to leave like this, being scared off by a single sentence and unable to hold your head high.

"One!"

Ye Fusheng uttered the last number.

Hearing this.

Hundreds of disciples went limp, some already wetting themselves in fear.

Eight masters looked at each other, a resolute glint in their eyes. With no easy way out, they decided to make a desperate gamble. Before, they thought striking together would be too humiliating, but now with no retreat, this was their only option!

They all secretly winked at the disciples around them, signaling them to go back and seek reinforcements, just in case.

Then, he immediately blurted out: "I'm going to die!"

"Since you say let's work together, then we'll join you!"

"Remember, don't cry like a baby!"

They were talking, and at the same time their energy was leaking out.

Suddenly, all sorts of martial arts appeared in the space. There were ice-based techniques, wind-based techniques, lightning-based techniques, thunder-based techniques, and even swordplay with an imposing aura of killing intent.

Seeing this.

Hundreds of disciples behind him retreated simultaneously. The master was enraged, afraid he would be harmed!

Ye Fu Sheng still stood with his hands behind his back, completely unfazed by their actions. From the corner of his eye, he saw his disciple running back to report the news, a slight smile playing on his lips.

These masters... seem rather unintelligent. They were given so much time, and they only just now thought to ask for reinforcements. If they had thought of it from the beginning, help would probably have already arrived.

"Strike!"

"Strike!"

Eight Venerable Masters, having estimated that their reserves were sufficient, simultaneously raised their hands and launched a powerful attack.

Eight martial arts techniques surged towards Ye Fusheng, encircling him from all directions, leaving no room for escape.

Under the gaze of everyone.

The power of the skill was getting closer and closer to Ye Fusheng, almost reaching him.

Ye Fusheng's face was expressionless, his lips barely moving as he uttered, "Too weak."

As he spoke, his body trembled.

A surge of energy erupted from him, radiating outwards in all directions.

Click!

Bang!

Qi struck the techniques in an instant, these techniques like paper and wooden carvings, dissolving into smoke the moment they were touched, utterly powerless to resist.

Just watch the qi continuously spreading outwards.

"Ah..."

"How could this be"

"Impossible!"

Eight masters called out at the same time. This was no longer a matter of ghosts, but something that completely exceeded imagination. Even in the blessed land, he was among the top masters. How could he withstand the combined attack of eight masters all at once

"Oh no!"

Another Master suddenly spoke up, looking at the front in terror: "His spirit energy is still there, still attacking us!"

At the sound of these words, everyone struggled to recover from their shock. They quickly gathered their spiritual energy and protected themselves.

Bang!

Only through true contact can you truly feel it, this creature's aura is incredibly powerful, so powerful that it doesn't feel like qi anymore, but rather a tangible substance.

They were struck by the spiritual energy and staggered backwards dozens of steps before finally managing to stop. As they looked up at Ye Fusheng standing in the air, their eyes held no hint of frenzy, only fear.

This fellow is probably a Great Accomplishment Realm expert!

"Master..."

"Master..."

"Master..."

Hundreds of disciples behind him roared in despair. They had never seen their master so disheveled, nor had they ever felt the power of someone around their own age before.

What is a Tianjiao

This is what it means to be a prodigy!

It's probably impossible to find another one even after hundreds of years!

"Who are you!"

"I don't believe the plain could nurture a genius like you, where are you really from!"

"Since things have come to this, there's no use in hiding any longer. It's better for the Immortal Venerable to reveal their name!"

The Eight Masters didn't pay attention to the disciples behind them, only staring at Ye Fusheng, trembling and stammering.

Can you see that you're not from the plains anymore

It's no use looking!

Ye Fusheng naturally wouldn't answer, he still stood with his hands behind his back, slowly saying: "As I said before, if you don't leave, you will have to kneel here. Now, is it that you choose to kneel down, or should I make you kneel"

As soon as he uttered those words.

A collective gasp rippled through the assembled crowd. The countdown had just been a moment of tense anticipation, but now, with eight esteemed masters standing before them, their hearts pounded with newfound respect. Each one was a renowned figure within their respective mountains and valleys.

This truly is a blessed land, a paradise!

If we made them kneel, wouldn't that mean going to war with Fudi Cave Heaven

Never would they have thought that this fellow actually wanted them to kneel down!

"You've gone too far!"

"In this mountain, it's not your turn to show off!"

"Whoever you are, do you dare to wage war against the Blessed Land You should know that the Blessed Land is the very foundation of the Immortal Realm's power. Even if you are strong, can you challenge the entire Immortal Realm"

They were furious.

Kneel, absolutely not kneel!

To be defeated is like being slapped in the face, if you kneel down, it's better to be dead!

"Since you are so stubborn, I have no choice but to help you!"

Ye Fusheng finally took the hand on his back, but it was only his right hand. He raised his hand and pressed down.

Seems random.

Upon closer inspection, one could see that the space was rippling. The space beneath his palm seemed to be compressed, and the entire area was split in two. The space below was constantly being pressed downward.

Everyone watched in astonishment as the spiritual pressure surged, causing them to become enraged and lash out, leading to a leak of spiritual energy.

... but it was too late to change anything.

Boom boom boom!

Eight masters and hundreds of disciples, without exception, all fell from the air at the same time, bending their knees and kneeling heavily on the ground.

"Uh..."

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