Just the might emanating from their bodies nearly shattered the purple Light Radiance that filled the sky, causing everyone present to change colors, feeling an immense sense of oppression.
Almost simultaneously, everyone knew the strength of the other party; aside from a Martial God, who else could possess such supreme aura and might?
"Guu Yang Martial God!"
Seeing the newcomer, someone couldn’t help but exclaim, as the number of Martial God powerhouses in Xiafeng Country was not large, almost countable on one’s fingers. Guu Yang Martial God was an extremely powerful Martial God, famous throughout the lands, with his reputation known in many neighboring major countries, so recognizing him was not strange.
Unexpectedly, the event that caused the Purple Mist to pervade the sky even attracted this super expert.
Ye Chen’s eyes concentrated on the figure; this was the second Martial God he faced up close, excluding the Anyang Martial God.
At the same time, Guu Yang Martial God also looked towards Ye Chen, and even a terrifying aura slowly emanated from him, exerting an invisible pressure over him. It was not just Ye Chen who changed color; everyone felt a tremendous pressure as if their breath was being siphoned, leaving them gasping for air.
Was this directed at Ye Chen?
Yet Ye Chen’s expression remained unchanged, quietly facing down the Martial God’s intimidating pressure.
Seeing this scene, all the onlookers showed signs of astonishment. Although they didn’t know the main target, just a fraction of Guu Yang Martial God’s oppressive aura made others feel a great sense of oppression, even causing the floor of the Martial Arts Arena to crack with large fissures spreading quickly.
As the main target, Ye Chen seemed completely unaffected, remaining unflustered, which made many people unable to suppress their shock.
As for Guu Yang Martial God, who had struck, he was even more surprised. Although he was only testing Ye Chen’s strength and had not used his full power, such a fearsome Martial God might was not something an Innate Realm expert could easily withstand.
But he felt it, his own pressure was like a surging flood, while Ye Chen was like a rock in the midst of the sea, unmovable and stable no matter how the waves crashed against him.
This child was indeed extraordinary, worthy of the one who could activate the Purple Mist.
Just as Guu Yang Martial God wanted to exert a stronger presence, at that moment, two more powerful auras swept across the sky, alerting him, and his Martial God Realm might receded like the tide.
Subsequently, two Martial God Realm beings from Xiafeng Academy appeared, arriving at the scene, but they clearly displayed a hint of hostility towards Guu Yang Martial God.
"Greetings to the two Supreme Elders!"
All the instructors, elders, and students from the academy quickly bowed in deference. These were two Supreme Elders of considerable influence and status, second only to the extraordinary individuals near the Old Mansion Master’s rank.
The two Supreme Elders nodded indifferently and then looked at Guu Yang Martial God, speaking in a deep voice, "We are wondering what brings Guu Yang Martial God here to Xiafeng Academy; if there’s no necessity, please refrain from barging in."
That was clearly an eviction notice.
As if not hearing the implication of the words, Guu Yang Martial God stood his ground, saying, "It’s nothing particular. I merely saw the Purple Mist reaching towards the heavens and rushed over, just wanting to see who was so remarkable as to make the Strength Monument produce the Purple Mist, that’s all."
The two Supreme Elders found it hard to dismiss him too overtly, given that Guu Yang Martial God was an extremely strong figure, and they tacitly allowed his presence.
The appearance of three rarely seen Martial God Realm beings, although causing a stir among the onlookers, was within expectations.
To them, it was likely that they wanted to take Ye Chen as a disciple; after all, for such an unrivaled genius, as long as he’s well guided, surpassing the Martial God Realm wouldn’t be too difficult.
In this world, the relationship between a master and apprentice was no less significant than that of parents and kin; in fact, it was often more solid, as disrespecting one’s teacher or ancestry would be met with universal disdain, inciting mass condemnation.
Sure enough, shortly thereafter, all three Martial Gods turned their gaze toward Ye Chen, their faces, typically full of Martial God pride, now unusually full of smiles as they chuckled warmly, "Young friend, you truly are extraordinary to issue such a Purple Light Radiance at such a young age, it truly is remarkable."
"Looking back through history, only a scarce few have reached this level; young friend, you really are commendable."
Everyone was stunned; they had thought these Martial God Realm beings were lofty, but their flattery knew no bounds, which showed that looks can indeed be deceiving.
"Young friend, would you care to become my disciple? I will assuredly guide you to become a Martial God."
"Pah, as if being a Martial God is so impressive? Follow me, and I’ll make you a Heavenly God, the foremost being in all the land."
"They are old fogeys; with me, Guu Yang, one of the Empire’s noted Martial Gods, I see you are robust; I’ll refine your body. As long as you are willing to work hard, becoming a Martial God is certain, and reaching Heavenly God is possible," Guu Yang Martial God said, patting his chest confidently.
"Not allowed; he is a student of our Xiafeng Academy, not someone outsiders can lay claim to," the two Martial God Elders stood united.
Other onlookers couldn’t help feeling envious of Ye Chen, as three high and mighty Martial Gods were shamelessly vying for him.
Elder Yan floated out, clicking his tongue and sneering, "Such unworthy characters dare to take Little Chenzi as a disciple; even I am not qualified, heh."
Facing the competition of the three great Martial Gods for mentorship, Ye Chen showed no sign of surprise, for he simply did not hold them in high regard, and they had no qualification to become his Master.
Suddenly, Ye Chen’s face changed as he looked off into the distance, his gaze narrowing to a point.
A beautiful figure was moving lightly forward, graceful as a drifting feather, utterly charming, her eyes and smile drawing many an admiring glance.
[Two releases combined, 5,000 words, already updated one Chapter at noon, adding up to three Chapters. Some complain about missing the third update; please check the word count, thank you. My current standard is about 2,500 words per Chapter.]