Eternal Supreme

The elderly voice rang out once again, and everyone looked away from the person from the Heavenly Pavilion.    

Ye Qianran had also retracted his gaze but his expression was still cold. He was getting more and more unhappy with the people of Skysplit Pavilion.    

No matter what, he was certain that he would be first. Once this was decided, he would naturally be able to completely suppress the Tong Tian Pavilion.    

After suppressing them, the secret plane might not be a problem. However, if he were to leave the secret plane, he could roughly guess that the other party might come looking for him. If that was the case, it would save him a lot of trouble.    

As time passed, due to the limitations of time, the number of people being eliminated was extremely fast. Before noon, the number of people decreased from ten to five.    

Those that were eliminated, although full of unwillingness, were still eliminated. However, they felt much better when they thought of being able to join the secret realm.    

"After the first round, the numbers left are: Number 2, Number 3, Number 5, Number 8 and Number 10."    

The old man gave a simple number and continued, "The new round will still be the elimination round, only leaving the last place. Now, continue!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, he began drawing lots again.    

Finally, he raised his head and said, "Number 2 will battle number eight."    

As soon as he finished speaking, the man from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets, who was number two, walked over with another person.    

Ye Qianran's eyes narrowed as his expression turned serious. This person from the Heavenly Pavilion was definitely very strong, but from the beginning to the end, he had not been lured out to possess the strength expected of him. He really hoped that the person he fought with would be able to do so.    

However, at the start, he knew that he was imagining things. The man from the Tong Tian Pavilion was not bad at first, but after a short while, he was completely suppressed. Just like the first time, he was sent flying by a burst of Martial Yuan.    

"Victory # 2!"    

The old man's voice was calm. After the injured man left, he said, "# 3 against # 10!"    

Ye Qianran raised his eyebrows. He was already prepared to go up on stage, but this time he was alone. However, this was good as the chances of him fighting with that person from the Heavenly Pavilion would greatly increase.    

Sure enough, just as he thought, after the end of the match between number 3 and number 10, the elder announced for the second match.    

At this moment, Ye Qianran's heart was beating rapidly. He was not afraid, but rather excited.    

After waiting for such a long time, they had finally arrived …    

The man from the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets glanced at Ye Qianran. Although it was a little tricky, it could still be done.    

Arriving at the middle position, Ye Qianran's eyes narrowed before he took a deep breath to calm himself down. His opponent was an absolute master, and it was a knockout stage at that. He absolutely could not allow any mishap to occur here.    

At this moment, Ye Qianran's performance gave off the impression that he was slightly afraid. However, if this was the case, then he would definitely lose. This was the feeling that Ye Qianran gave everyone.    

The old man looked at the two of them and slowly said, "Let's begin!"    

As the surging martial arts Yuan burst forth, an illusionary shadow flashed past, and his body instantly appeared in front of Ye Qianran. As he opened his right hand, a surging voice instantly rang out, giving off a feeling of shock.    

Ye Qianran could naturally see everything clearly. As his spiritual will surged, space rippled and his body dissipated before the other party could grab hold of him. In the next moment, the eight gates opened directly to five and his speed reached its limit.    

As the Heaven and Earth powers surged, he spread out his right hand and dashed towards the man.    

The man's face was filled with surprise. How could this be? Space?    

He had initially thought that it was because of his speed, but now, it seemed that his answer was not as simple as he thought. After he coldly snorted, he spread out his divine sense and also instantly sensed Ye Qianran's figure as he smirked and spread out his right hand. A strange Spiritual Energy surged out and in the next moment, an illusionary palm imprint was smacked behind him.    

That palm was extremely large and swift. It was evident that Ye Qianran did not plan to escape so easily.    

Ye Qianran was surprised. This man was truly worthy of being a member of the Heavenly Pavilion. There were indeed some differences. However, such people were arrogant because they were confident. Sometimes, things that happened suddenly would have completely different effects.    

Looking at the palm imprint, Ye Qianran had no hope of dodging it. He spread open his right hand and a sharp sword intent surged out, directly slashing at the palm imprint.    

"Zzzz …"    

An ear-piercing sound rang out, and in an instant, the handprint collapsed, while Ye Qianran's body drilled through it. The next moment, an illusionary handprint appeared, and the next moment, the Broken Desolation Seal condensed, and the illusionary sword image condensed.    

Under the fierce aura, it felt like it was going to sweep away all obstacles.    

The man was also stunned as he did not expect Ye Qianran to have such a move. However, his reaction was still extremely fast. As a cold light floated about, the Martial Yuan in his body burst forth.    

"Hey!"    

The corner of Ye Qianran's mouth curled up as he opened his right hand. The spiritual needles that he had not used for a long time appeared. In the next moment, several of them were thrown towards the man.    

The goal was simple to seal the acupoints.    

He might not be able to hold on for much longer, but it was more than enough for him.    

After the man had his acupoints sealed by the spirit needle, his expression immediately changed slightly. In the end, he clenched his teeth and pushed it all out. Finally, he clenched his right hand and smashed it towards the Sword God Seal.    

"Boom …"    

The collision of the two Spiritual Energies brought with it surging and ear-piercing Spiritual Energies that rippled out, causing many people in the surroundings to be astonished.    

"Bang!"    

Just as the voice fell, a muffled sound rang out once more. The man from the Heavenly Pavilion fell forward, and when he stabilized himself, an illusory shadow tore through the air. In the next moment, countless sword shadows arrived.    

"Is he being suppressed?"    

The surrounding people had looks of disbelief on their faces. This was completely different from what they had imagined.    

The elder who was the referee was also surprised. To be able to suppress the people of the Heavenly Pavilion, that was indeed not simple at all.    

At this moment, the man also felt aggrieved. He knew that he had underestimated Ye Qianran as he spread out his hands and released a volcano of martial energy. His aura also started to soar.    

In this situation, he was too lazy to suppress his strength. He would make Ye Qianran understand that there would be no good ending for him if he angered him like this.    

"Emma, you scared to the point that you peed …"