Chapter 102: The Ten-Move Pact

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Since a battle was inevitable, everyone immediately strode out of the estate in large steps.

Outside, there was plenty of open space for them to fight to their hearts' content.

At this moment, whether it was the Jiang family or the Martial Alliance members, they were all murmuring among themselves—who would be the stronger in this battle?

One was a rising star who had been making waves recently, blessed with a Lightning Meridian, hailed as the number one genius of Yangcheng. Even the head of the Yu family, Yu Xingkun, had been no match for Su Ye. That terrifying technique of his had shocked countless martial artists.

The other was a veteran who had long since made his name, one who could hear the whispers of heaven, earth, ghosts, and gods. From a young age, he had stumbled upon one fortune after another, claiming every spiritual treasure and miraculous object in sight! There was even a rumor that every year, Ye Lingyun would recultivate his heart-method and start from scratch—yet despite all this, he still stood proudly above all others.

Their duel also carried heavy treasures as wagers—absolutely not to be missed!

Ouyang Yi and Jiang Ziyang walked side by side, smiles still on their faces. Ouyang Yi said, "Ah, it's been a long time since I've watched the younger generation spar! Who would have thought we'd have this chance today! Tell me, which of them do you think is stronger?"

Jiang Ziyang chuckled, outwardly very courteous, and after thinking seriously for a moment, remarked with a sigh, "This kind of sparring match is really hard to call! Both of them are extremely strong—the waves of the Yangtze push forward, and not admitting one's age is no longer an option! However, I still think Lingyun the Listening Master has the advantage. His cultivation base is far higher than Su Ye's."

Ouyang Licheng heard this and immediately said, "This is a challenge. One's cultivation level is one's own ability—what does that have to do with anything?"

Jiang Liuying was not convinced and protested, "This isn't fair! Alliance Chief Ouyang, you can't be biased! Since this is a duel, both sides should be on equal footing. Look—Ye Lingyun is already thirty years old, while Su Ye hasn't even turned eighteen yet. How much more combat experience does that add up to? Su Ye can't compare! Besides, Ye Lingyun's cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, while Su Ye is only at the first level. The gap is far too great! This is simply favoritism! Even if he wins, it would only be by bullying the young!"

Ye Lingyun was already standing on the open ground, his figure tall and commanding, radiating immense momentum. Hearing Jiang Liuying's words, he turned around in an instant and declared proudly, "Rest assured! I, Ye Lingyun, have never liked taking advantage of others. I will suppress my cultivation to the first level of the Qi Condensation Realm and fight Su Ye for ten moves. If I still cannot win, then I concede defeat!"

Jiang Liuying smiled triumphantly, clapped her fair hands with delight, and even gave Su Ye a proud little tilt of her chin, showing off her stunning beauty, as she said, "Those are your words! Ten moves—if you can't win, then you lose!"

Ye Lingyun noticed that Jiang Liuying didn't even bother to look at him, and a flicker of anger passed through his heart. He proclaimed in a clear voice, "Ten moves it is! You will see—I am the strongest man!"

"Save those words for when you actually win!" Su Ye was not polite either. He knew that a battle with Ye Lingyun was inevitable—the connection through Yu Zhisha alone was enough to make it a fight to the death.

Su Ye and Ye Lingyun stood facing each other from a distance, twenty meters apart.

"Begin suppressing your cultivation!" Ouyang Licheng saw that both sides were in position and immediately volunteered, shouting loudly.

A burst of purple light suddenly erupted from Ye Lingyun's hand, and he slapped his own chest several times with a bang-bang-bang. Each time, surges of purple light poured into his body, directly beginning to suppress his cultivation.

This method of suppressing one's cultivation was not a seal. Many instructors used it when teaching their students; it was nothing profound or mysterious.

After just a few strikes, Ye Lingyun's cultivation was suppressed directly to the first level of Qi Condensation, putting him on the same level as Su Ye.

At the very least, they now seemed fairly evenly matched in terms of cultivation.

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At this moment, everyone present instinctively stood at a safe distance, holding their breath and staring wide-eyed, afraid of missing even a single detail.

"The ten-move pact—the duel begins!"

Ouyang Licheng shouted again, but after he called the start, he noticed that Su Ye and Ye Lingyun had not actually begun. The two were still staring at each other, motionless. This left Ouyang Licheng, who had shouted the start, feeling quite embarrassed.

"I heard that a few months ago, you publicly extracted Zhisha's Lightning Meridian and humiliated her!" Suddenly, Ye Lingyun spoke with icy coldness. His body moved with a sudden burst, and with a bang, he charged forward.

With Ye Lingyun's fearsome abilities, even suppressing his cultivation to the first level of Qi Condensation, he was more than confident in crippling Su Ye. Over the years, how many life-and-death battles had he fought? How many devastating techniques had he learned?

More importantly, the special cultivation art he practiced required nine cycles of recultivation, and he was now on his sixth. The immense power contained within was known only to himself—even a Lightning Meridian was nothing in his eyes.

"Trying to avenge her?"

Su Ye's feet also exploded with force, and his entire body shot forward from the ground like an arrow. The very spot where he had been standing split open with two cracks from the impact.

He knew that this battle absolutely left no room for holding back!

He clenched his fist, and in an instant, waves of thunderfire surged forth from his hand. The flames churned and intertwined with arcs of lightning, swelling to a length of two meters.

Across from him, Ye Lingyun's pupils narrowed slightly. Wisps of purple energy coiled around his body, and the two of them clashed fists directly!

Boom!!

A dazzling light burst outward from the point where their fists met, spreading in a ring like a wall of radiance—both awe-inspiring and magnificent.

However, Su Ye had no mind to appreciate it. Under that single clashing punch, the flames on his hand were actually shaken apart.

His arm let out a crack as it was dislocated on the spot.

Most of his body, buffeted by the rolling purple energy, went numb in an instant, as if he could no longer feel it.

"What?!" Su Ye's heart sank. His entire body retreated explosively out of pure instinct.

Ever since he had comprehended the technique from the Heaven-Shattering Stone Tablet, he had never once come out on the losing end in a contest of raw strength. And now, he had nearly been sent flying by a single punch from Ye Lingyun.

"Hmph! I thought you had some real skill!" Ye Lingyun sneered. How could he possibly let such a perfect opportunity to press the attack slip away?

His feet stamped out in a circular motion, leaving a trail of bizarre luminous imprints—a strange seal that no one present had ever seen before. Even Ouyang Yi and Jiang Ziyang, watching from the sidelines, furrowed their brows and could not relax them for a long while.

At their level of cultivation, they both knew that a single exchange was enough to judge who was stronger and who was weaker.

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Jiang Ziyang let out a faint sigh. As outstanding and powerful as Su Ye was, he was still a step behind when facing a true genius like Ye Lingyun.

This ten-move pact—Su Ye probably wouldn't even survive five moves!

"Head of the Jiang family, call a stop in a moment! If Su Ye lasts three more moves, his life will be in danger!" Ouyang Yi beside him suddenly spoke in a low voice. It seemed he too had no confidence in Su Ye.

"Gathering Winds and Surging Clouds!"

On the battlefield, Su Ye did not hesitate. He forced his dislocated arm back into place, gritting his teeth against the pain, and spun in midair, conjuring a massive tornado with a thunderous roar.

This was one of his signature techniques!

When he had killed Yu Xingkun, this was the very move he had used.

Jiang Liuying watched from afar and smiled joyfully, saying, "He's using that move so soon? Is he trying to end it within ten moves?"

"Thunderclaps and Lightning Flashes!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Su Ye struck out with a casual slap, and the entire tornado surged forward, the true lightning within writhing and leaping wildly, swallowing Ye Lingyun whole in the space of a breath.

Su Ye's thunderous source energy churned around him as he viciously grabbed toward the tornado, trying to forcibly yank the Ye Lingyun within toward him.

If Ye Lingyun's defenses were thrown even slightly into disarray, the arcs of lightning and the shredding force inside the tornado would attack him relentlessly.

Boom!!

But in that very instant, Ye Lingyun tore straight through the tornado and charged out in fury. His glasses were gone, and his once immaculate hair had become a disheveled mess.

At this moment, he was like a ferocious beast breaking free from a cage. He struck out viciously with his palm toward Su Ye—purple light surged violently, and Su Ye was sent flying with a thunderous impact.

Su Ye was blasted back more than thirty meters. Blood and qi churned violently within him. If not for the protection of the Yanhuang Body Technique, the blood vessels throughout his body would surely have been shattered by the force.

At this moment, Ye Lingyun stood proudly in the center, not pursuing, and spoke in a low voice:

"In Yangcheng, only I—one man alone—am worthy of the name 'Ye'! Only I am worthy of being called the 'Night King'!"

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