"Yue Hua, let's have a try and see who finishes faster, you dealing with Ye Wumei and her group, or me handling Chen Qin more swiftly."
Yuan Lang shouted loudly.
Yue Hua grinned and replied, "Then you're bound to lose!"
"What shall we bet?"
"Let's wager your middle-grade Earth Level School Vein Skill — Azure Water Snake Dance, how about it? If you lose, you teach it to me."
"You sly boy, you've got your eyes on my vein skill. Fine! If you win, I'll give it to you. But if you lose? I'm not interested in your Wanhua Sword, I find no fun in playing with swords."
"Then I'll introduce my sister to you!"
"It's a deal!"
"It's a deal!"
The two made a distant bet in perfect harmony.
Why dare to do so?
Because they didn't regard Ye Wumei and her group seriously.
After all, the gap in realm is evident.
Ye Wumei and others were initially a little nervous upon witnessing this, but now they became exceedingly furious.
Nothing fuels anger more than being looked down upon.
"Senior sister, they are too arrogant."
"Senior sister, let's make a move, I don't believe we are truly unable to beat them."
"Senior sister?"
Ye Wumei was silent at this moment, her gaze turning towards the barrier, towards the distant clansmen and parents watching her with worry.
Joining the Immortal Sect was to make her parents proud, to bring honor to the Ye Family.
How could she shrink back now?
Ye Wumei withdrew her gaze, then looked forward firmly at the approaching Yue Hua and others, and said, "Let's fight!"
Boom—
The four of them, with twelve meridian gates shaking in unison.
A mighty aura burst forth immediately from the four, then solidified into Mountain-Suppressing Armor, further consolidating into a Vein Qi Shield, ready to meet the first wave of attacks from Yue Hua and others.
Seeing this, Yue Hua faintly smiled, raising his sword, and then shouted in a low voice.
"Cloud Mist Pan Mountain!"
Golden Sword Qi surged into the sky along with Yue Song's sword movements, swirling to cover the skies over Yue Song and others, forming a cluster before immediately flying toward Ye Wumei and others, enveloping them directly.
It was like mist at dawn, rising from the morning light, silently enshrouding mountain after mountain.
At this moment, Ye Wumei and others were the mountains.
The Sword Qi was the mist.
The dawn light was the overflowing golden Vein Qi.
Following Yue Hua's attack, the other three Middle Realm of Mountain Suppression geniuses cast long-range vein skills, attacking the Vein Qi Shield formed by Ye Wumei's five people.
Boom—
The attack from the four struck the defenses of Ye Wumei and others, making Ye Wumei's group tremble at the same time, shattering the stones on the lake they stood on.
All four sunk!
Under the continuous offensive of Yue Hua and the other three, the four sank deeper and deeper until the Vein Qi Shield was shattered, and the four were flung simultaneously.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Upon being flung, Ye Wumei and the four crashed into the barrier of the battlefield, heavily landing in the mud, covered in black mud, as disgraceful as could be. Luckily, the Mountain-Suppressing Armor was intact, protecting them from injury.
Yue Hua gazed afar at Ye Wumei and others, then shouted to Yuan Lang, "These four are even weaker than I imagined, unable to withstand even a single blow. You're bound to lose!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Lang's expression soured as he looked at Chen Qin, "Chen Qin, why don't you hurry up and die for me instead of holding up the fight here? Do you really want to see your fellow disciples die before you?"
Yuan Lang wanted the sister.
He didn't want to give up his vein skill.
Chen Qin didn't respond to Yuan Lang, instead speaking to himself, as if muttering for his own ears.
"It's just the beginning."
Boom!
Chen Qin's meridian gate shook again.