Translator: Silavin
“Brat, don’t say I’m not giving you a chance.” Yi Buzui chuckled, extending three fingers. His eyes fixed on Qin Yichen as he spoke slowly. “Same as that savage bull just now. I will just need three moves. If you can withstand three of my strikes undefeated, I’ll count it as your victory. How about it? Do you dare?”
Outside the Battle Hall, the spectating crowd’s mocking gazes all turned toward Qin Yichen. Three moves seemed simple, but everyone knew Yi Buzui was no merciful Soul. He would not hold back just because Qin Yichen was a newcomer.
Previously, Li Yuanba had only withstood one strike. Under the second, he was blasted into critical condition, life and death uncertain!
“Three moves!?” To everyone’s disappointment, upon hearing this, Qin Yichen merely shook his head slightly.
Just as people prepared to mock him, his next words stunned everyone into silence.
“However many moves do not matter, but I have one requirement.” Qin Yichen’s gaze locked onto Yi Buzui. Within his eyes flickered cold, piercing glints. “Sign a Death Waiver!”
“Is he seeking death?”
“Is he tired of living!?”
In that instant, almost everyone’s minds produced this singular thought.
Anyone who had spent even a brief time in the Outer Sect knew Yi Buzui’s temperament.
He was merciless!
Whoever stepped onto the Battle Hall platform with Yi Buzui almost invariably ended in critical injury. Those who had signed a Death Waiver with him, without exception, all perished!
Therefore, under normal circumstances, no one willingly challenged Yi Buzui!
“How about it? Do you dare?” Facing numerous mocking gazes, Qin Yichen acted as if oblivious. Furthermore, he even called out to Yi Buzui with a provocative tone.
“Hahaha, a Death Wavier…”
Yi Buzui regarded Qin Yichen’s provocative words as though hearing the greatest joke imaginable, unable to suppress his laughter.
Generally speaking, without mortal enmity, no one would sign a Death Wavier. After all, within the Battle Hall, most came with the purpose of sparring. Only when irreconcilable conflicts arose would Death Waiver be signed!
Without signing a Death Waiver, deliberately killing someone would incur severe Sacred Land punishment. This also ensured both parties’ safety within the Battle Hall platform.
Yet now, a newcomer, whom he could crush with one hand, was actively clamouring to sign a Death Waiver with him. This was simply seeking death!
“Since you seek death, I will grant your wish!” Yi Buzui sneered darkly. Within those hawk-like eyes surfaced a trace of ferocity.
Hearing this, Qin Yichen said nothing further. Taking his Divine Jade, he swiped it across the crystal beside the Battle Hall platform. His entire fortune of four hundred Contribution Points and the Death Waiver were both registered.
Yi Buzui’s lips curved into a smile. Very casually, he likewise signed.
Witnessing this scene, everyone below the platform secretly shook their heads. In their view, Qin Yichen had gone mad.
Within the Outer Sect, those capable of withstanding three of Yi Buzui’s strikes were few. Each one possessed considerable reputation within the Outer Sect.
They did not believe Qin Yichen possessed such capability. Even a single strike he might not endure.
If this boy’s luck proved good and he withstood one strike, he would probably immediately surrender. Yet he signed a Death Wavier. They had seen such bravado collapse countless times before.
The clamorous voices around the Battle Hall platform gradually diminished. Numerous gazes fixed upon the two figures atop the platform.
Watching that youth opposite whose expression showed no fluctuation whatsoever, Yi Buzui’s lips curved into a sinister smile. Once again, he would play the role of a Senior Brother, teaching newcomers how to understand the rules. However, comprehending this knowledge requires paying the price of one’s very life!
“You brought this upon yourself!” Yi Buzui chuckled lightly. As his voice fell, everyone suddenly felt the World Energy within this space become chaotic. Waves of astonishing World Energy, as if drawn by powerful attraction, surged madly toward Yi Buzui’s direction.
*Whoosh whoosh…*
Atop the Battle Hall platform, it was as if a violent hurricane had arisen. However, this hurricane was formed from World Energy. Countless brilliant strands of World Energy condensed into a gorgeous fiery-red beam of light, coiling around Yi Buzui’s form, making him appear as majestic as a deity.
This simple display already revealed glimpses of Yi Buzui’s Peak Stage Martial Emperor Realm prowess.
Compared with Yi Buzui’s imposing momentum, Qin Yichen’s side appeared considerably more modest. In everyone’s eyes, this meant he was at an absolute disadvantage in absorbing World Energy!
After all, how could an Early Stage Martial Emperor youngster compare with the Peak Stage Martial Emperor Yi Buzui?
Everyone watched the two people within the Battle Hall with tense anticipation. They knew battle would erupt at any moment!
*Whoosh!*
As Yi Buzui’s palm moved, a brilliant Yuan Energy beam swept forth, transforming into a crimson Yuan Energy vortex approximately ten metres in size, hovering in the air before him.
“Gathering Annihilation Heaven Vortex!”
“Seems like Senior Brother Yi has been angered by the provocation. He’s using this move right from the start.”
“Could Senior Brother Yi intend to end this farce with one strike?”
“Naturally. A mere Early Stage Martial Emperor brat doesn’t even qualify to witness Senior Brother Yi’s second move!”
Witnessing this scene, waves of astonished whispers spread around the Battle Hall platform. Clearly, many had perceived this move’s terrifying power.
Several Peak Stage Martial Emperor newcomers now wore exceptionally grave expressions. Even through the Battle Hall’s transparent barrier’s isolation, they faintly sensed the pressure emanating from that crimson vortex.
Under this strike, even if they exerted their full strength, they would likely only meet defeat!
It was truly uncertain how an Early Stage Martial Emperor would face this strike!
Numerous gazes turned toward Qin Yichen opposite the vortex. Under countless watching eyes, Qin Yichen’s expression also gradually grew solemn. Within those pitch-black eyes, cold and sharp glints flashed.
“Go!” Yi Buzui glanced coldly at Qin Yichen. From his mouth, a single syllable gently emerged.
*Boom!*
As his words fell, that majestic Yuan Energy vortex howled fiercely toward Qin Yichen. Where it passed, even the solid Battle Hall platform floor was torn with deep gouges.
The crimson Yuan Energy vortex rushed forth at astonishing speed. Its passage seemingly stained the very sky fiery red, as if about to ignite. The air itself twisted slightly under that scorching heat.
Everyone’s pupils constricted. From the faint Yuan Energy fluctuations emanating from that Yuan Energy vortex, even many Outer Sect Disciples’ expressions shifted. This level of power, even for ordinary Peak Stage Martial Emperors, they would struggle to withstand it!