Dreams and fists shatter the sky

Chapter 267: You Don't Even Qualify to Make Me Throw a Punch

Although the languages of humans and gods were incomprehensible to each other, Ye An, having extensively studied a wide array of books since childhood, knew some basic universal language.

At this moment, the vast arena fell into an eerie silence, disbelief etched on everyone's faces. Even Yeru widened his eyes momentarily. He stared at the human youth below with a cold gaze, feeling uneasy.

"This is my home ground, where the heavens and earth are overwhelmingly in my favor, and a great force supports me from behind. Faced with such momentum, Ye An should be extremely nervous at least."

"Why is it that now it's me who feels uneasy?"

Behind Yeru, his father Yening's face was as calm as water. Yening's brow chakra and divine pupils opened, clearly seeing something that others couldn't.

Aura!

The entire arena was grand, covering an area equivalent to thousands of square miles. At this moment, it was packed with people, either from the divine realm or enemies of Ye An.

The aura and oppressive feeling emanating from these people were like a pair of giant hands covering the sky and earth, shrouding Ye An's world in dark clouds. Standing there, he seemed like a tiny figure being squeezed by countless dark auras. He should have been flattened. It was remarkable enough that he didn't fall to the ground.

But just now, in that moment, a fiery red aura suddenly erupted from within him, like an endlessly burning flame.

The pitch-black aura that covered the sky and earth seemed to meet its nemesis, dispersing inch by inch under the burning flames.

Although the vast number of divine realm people continued to release their dark auras to suppress Ye An, they were completely unable to harm him in the slightest.

Where he stood, a starfire was igniting.

How terrifying a thing this was, causing even this seasoned elder from the divine realm to lose composure.

"We gathered the power of a whole realm to bully him, but it's completely ineffective."

Right.

He was a Daoist at the Fourth Realm!

To achieve this unprecedented feat, he must have something extraordinary.

Dao fruit, Dao heart.

Only those with enough firm belief and willpower possess Dao heart.

Only at moments when this will is strong enough to penetrate the heavens can Dao fruit appear.

Above Ye An's head seemed to be written four large characters.

Unrivaled determination!

But what exactly was his determination?

Whatever it was, it was harmful to the divine realm.

Yeru and Yening, father and son, looked gloomy as they watched Ye An from the stands.

Originally silent, the arena erupted after the people from the divine realm recovered.

"What did you just say, you lowly human!?"

"Inferior peasant!!"

"Where are the divine realm players!? Kill this scum for me!!"

Similar words surged overwhelmingly toward Ye An.

He scanned the crowd, feeling disdainful inside.

Finally taking off that hypocritical mask, huh?

At this moment, every divine realm person's face twisted like hideous demons, revealing their disdain and discrimination towards humans from the depths of their hearts.

To this, Ye An did not argue back, reason with them, or even show anger; instead, he responded with a smile.

This smile completely infuriated all the people of the divine realm.

Because they felt they were being mocked.

And their feeling was not wrong.

At this moment, a divine realm player walked through the passage and entered the arena!

He looked at Ye An, who met his gaze.

Katas, Elemental Martial Artist, with the elemental attribute of space!

His gifted name was Martial Unity of the Void, limitless level, with the specific effect being the integration of spatial attributes and physical body.

Similar to Ye An's Warfire Runes, it could simultaneously draw upon the strength of elements and the physical body, also giving his martial intent a special elemental attribute.

Katas's masterpiece was swordsmanship, and his spatial element could attach to sword intent. A natural swordsman of the Void Sword School, the future king of spatial flows.

The tall Katas drew his sword from his waist, looking down at Ye An, mocking disdainfully, "Are all humans as short as you?"

As soon as this remark was made, the divine realm people seemed to erupt with anger, starting to cheer and shout for Katas.

"Kill this lowly human!"

"Use your fastest divine swordsmanship to kill him. I don't want to see that ugly face for even a second!"

To these cheers, Katas raised his hand arrogantly, saying, "Shut up."

"I detest noisy environments."

"Even more so, I detest all of you."

"As noble members of the divine realm, you're actually angered by a puny human."

"Do you even deserve to be of my kin?"

Unexpectedly, the divine realm people not only didn't get angry but also sat down to adjust their emotions, gradually calming their faces.

The arena became quiet.

The divine realm referee floating high in the sky looked down at the two in the field coldly and asked, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Katas frowned at Ye An and said, "You haven't answered me yet."

"I'm genuinely curious, are all humans as short as you?"

Ye An still didn't speak but made another gesture.

Suddenly, his hands, previously hanging by his side, plunged into his pockets. He then glanced at the referee and said, "I don't like talking to weaklings."

"Let's begin."

The referee raised an eyebrow, and the faces of the divine realm people sank again.

Katas narrowed his eyes into slits, a cold gleam in his mouth.

Seeing that neither side wanted to waste words, the referee declared coldly, "Battle..."

"Begin!"

At that instant when the words fell, Katas suddenly grinned.

Several afterimages suddenly appeared around his sword-wielding hands, and in the blink of an eye, he had unleashed several sword intents!

Yet, despite the fact that the sword light had already flown out, no sword sound was emitted during the flight.

Because these sword intents, bolstered by the spatial element, had traversed space and instantly arrived in front of Ye An.

"Whoosh!"

The delayed sword sound made everyone's hearts jump, stretching out their necks.

They saw Ye An's feet start to move left and right, flowing smoothly like water.

All the sword light brushed past him.

Ye An was unharmed, his hands still in his pockets.

Katas was stunned.

Can he dodge?

Suddenly, a flash of anger appeared in his eyes.

Because he understood the meaning behind Ye An's action.

He was a practitioner of fist arts, yet in the midst of battle, he kept his hands in his pockets.

It meant, you don't even qualify to make me throw a punch!

"Tsk!" Katas tugged at the corner of his mouth, his eyes becoming sharp. In the instant when people hadn't yet reacted, more than a dozen sword intents flashed again.

Ye An's movements were natural, like a dancer, displaying exquisite steps that dodged the opponent's attacks in this highly anticipated battlefield.

In a breath, several cracks appeared on the ground and high walls behind Ye An.

Instead of retreating, he closed the distance with Katas by a few steps.

Suddenly, Ye An frowned and looked up, asking, "Can't you even cleave through space?"

This sentence instantly angered Katas.

As a genius of the fifth realm of spatial flow, his sword intent could only shuttle through space but not completely sever it, which was already a sore spot for him.

"Madness of the Void Sword!" Katas shouted, and his arms vanished from everyone's sight, replaced by countless afterimages and the overwhelming sword intent covering the sky and earth.