Super System Plundering the Heaven

The sharp Bladestorm had already closed in on Ye Yu. The strong wind had messed up Ye Yu's hair, but he didn't do anything. He just watched the Bladestorm getting closer and closer to him with a faint smile.    

    

"Huh! Are you scared silly?"    

    

Cheng Zhi's worries were gone. Excitement and surprise began to appear in his eyes.    

    

"Hehe! It seems like he's pretending to be something, it turns out that he's just a paper tiger!"    

    

Cheng Zhi looked at Ye Yu with contempt. The corner of his mouth revealed a trace of disdain. He exerted force on his wrist, and the Bladestorm became faster and faster!    

    

"Die!"    

    

An excited look flashed across Cheng Zhi's eyes. It was as if he had already seen a peerless genius die under his blade!    

    

Clang!    

    

An ear-piercing sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the entire stadium.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

"Eh? Little Junior Brother is fine!"    

    

Xing Meng and Yan Fengwu had already closed their eyes. They could not bear to see Ye Yu fall in front of them.    

    

However, what they heard was not the sound of a knife cutting into their bones, but a clear and crisp sound of a knife!    

    

When they opened their eyes, Xing Meng and Yan Fengwu shockingly found that Ye Yu was standing in the same place without any injuries. Cheng Zhi was stopped, and the excitement on his face had yet to dissipate.    

    

Seeing the Bladestorm that he had condensed in his hand being held in Ye Yu's palm, Cheng Zhi stared at Ye Yu in disbelief and muttered, "This, how is this possible!"    

    

"Are you surprised?"    

    

Ye Yu chuckled and blinked his eyes, looking at Cheng Zhi teasingly.    

    

Gulp!    

    

Cheng Zhi's mouth involuntarily secreted a large amount of saliva. All the hairs on his body stood up!    

    

"This is a Bladestorm! You, your mere physical body, how can you resist it!?"    

    

Looking at the shocked Cheng Zhi, Ye Yu grinned and exerted force with his palm.    

    

Crack! Crack!    

    

After a clear sound, under Cheng Zhi's frightened eyes, Ye Yu broke the Bladestorm Qi he had condensed with one hand!    

    

Bang!    

    

Swoosh! Swoosh!    

    

The Bladestorm Qi shattered into pieces and transformed into rays of light that shot out in all directions.    

    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

    

The scattered Astral Qi hit the open space around the stadium, causing dust and dust to fly into the air.    

    

A gentle breeze blew past, and the dust settled. The empty space around Ye Yu and Cheng Zhi was filled with deep craters.    

    

Ka!    

    

Cheng Zhi put away his jaw, which had dropped in shock, and widened his eyes. He looked at Ye Yu in shock and shouted absent-mindedly, "How is this possible? How is this possible?! I am a Fifth Class of Marrow Cleansing Stage! I am already a Gathering Astral Qi! Why won't it work on you?!"    

    

Ye Yu dispersed the Sword Qi that was wrapped around his palm and gently blew on it. After that, he smiled and said," Perhaps, the Astral Qi you have condensed is the tofu slag project? "    

    

Cheng Zhi's face darkened and he cursed in his heart, "You are the tofu slag!"    

    

However, Cheng Zhi didn't dare to express his thoughts. No matter how Ye Yu blocked his Bladestorm Qi, Cheng Zhi knew that this was someone he couldn't afford to offend!    

    

Cheng Zhi smiled stiffly and said nervously, "It's me who is not good at martial arts. I am the one who made you laugh! Since the test is completed, can we leave now? "    

    

"Leave?"    

    

Ye Yu raised his eyebrows and laughed lightly. "I haven't made a move yet. It will only end when there is something coming and going, right?"    

    

Cheng Zhi's body trembled, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his back. "Yes, yes! Then, please be gentle!"    

    

"Alright!" Ye Yu nodded and smiled. "I will be gentle!"    

    

His fingers were like a sword, and Ye Yu drew a line in front of his chest!    

    

Rip!    

    

An illusionary Sword Qi shot out and slashed at Cheng Zhi's body!    

    

Bang!    

    

Cheng Zhi was like a torn cloth bag as he was sent flying backwards. He crashed onto the ground, causing a cloud of dust and dust to fly into the air.    

    

The dust and dust scattered. Cheng Zhi was lying on the ground, and it was unknown whether he was alive or dead. There was a long and narrow wound on his chest, and the wound was charred black. Not a single drop of blood flowed out!    

    

The four subordinates that Cheng Zhi brought with him were already stunned by what had happened in front of them. Under Ye Yu's gaze, they trembled and did not dare to make a single move.