Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 2034: Divine Ability Technique?

Within the Great Formation, Ju Yuqu's assault was relentless, and his every strike proved insurmountable. His attention soon zeroed in on Ye Haochuan.

Across the entirety of the Great Formation, Ye Haochuan stood as his sole peer, their defeated opponent counts nearly matching.

Initially, Ju Yuqu had dismissed Ye Haochuan, believing someone not yet at their peak could never compare.

However, discovering Ye Haochuan's first round score was merely five points below his own ignited a sense of profound insult.

Who was he? A prodigy acknowledged by all. How could he possibly be matched by an unknown with a low cultivation level?

Yet, in this second round of trials, Ye Haochuan once again distinguished himself, vanquishing as many adversaries as Ju Yuqu, a feat that undoubtedly struck him profoundly.

Consequently, after identifying his rival, Ju Yuqu ceased accepting challenges from others and proceeded directly towards Ye Haochuan.

"Well, if it isn't the Great Genius Ju? What, do you fancy a spar with me?" Ye Haochuan quipped.

Were they outside the Formation, Ye Haochuan would undoubtedly have been intimidated by Ju Yuqu, given the two-level disparity in their cultivation, a gap that could not be easily bridged.

But within this sacred space, where their cultivations were equalized, Ye Haochuan harbored no apprehension towards him.

Ju Yuqu offered no verbal response, instead drawing a slender sword, merely two fingers in width.

Forged from an unknown material, this blade shimmered with Spirit Charm, its surface etched with intricate formations, clearly signifying it was no mere Mortal Grade weapon.

Ju Yuqu remained still, his gaze fixed on Ye Haochuan from a distance, a silent invitation for Ye Haochuan to make the first move.

Good heavens, the sheer arrogance of this man is beyond compare!

Ye Haochuan couldn't help but let out a wry chuckle.

Ju Yuqu's seemingly deferential stance was, in reality, a display of vanity, an act meant to suggest he was deliberately granting Ye Haochuan an advantage.

Showing off, is it? Does he presume I am incapable of such a display?

Ye Haochuan scoffed, a sly grin suddenly gracing his lips, "Esteemed Young Master Ju, there's no need for you to engage me. If you were to suffer an unexpected defeat and tarnish your flawless image, what would become of your legion of devoted fans?"

"I can scarcely believe his audacity! He actually dares to claim he can defeat Young Master Ju?" one spectator seethed, their voice immediately rising in anger as Ye Haochuan concluded his taunt.

"Precisely, he imagines that by some stroke of luck he vanquished a few individuals, he can now contend with Young Master Ju? What sheer arrogance!"

Observing the general consensus among the onlookers, Cao Renshuang's brow furrowed with displeasure, and he let out a snort, "They are all merely Brother Ye's vanquished opponents, and they have the gall to boast here? Were I in their shoes, I would seek a hole to disappear into!"

"You..." Those individuals singled out by Cao Renshuang flushed with indignation.

"What do you mean, 'you'? Do you wish to face me again? By all means, I am ready whenever you are!" Cao Renshuang retorted with palpable disdain.

It wasn't mere bravado; his combat prowess was indeed formidable. Many had sought to subdue Cao Renshuang after entering the Formation, yet only a select few had succeeded, and none had achieved victory with ease. Conversely, Cao Renshuang had decisively dealt with a considerable number of challengers.

Within the confines of this Great Formation, an unusual lack of fatigue seemed to prevail, and heavy-handed tactics were prohibited, rendering swarm strategies conspicuously ineffective.

Upon hearing Cao Renshuang's defiant challenge, those few individuals were rendered momentarily speechless.

Cao Renshuang smirked triumphantly before shifting his gaze back towards Ye Haochuan.

He too was greatly astonished by Ye Haochuan's displayed capabilities. In his initial assessment, Ye Haochuan might possess some talent, perhaps three parts worth. However, the demonstration of skill now far surpassed that initial estimation, reaching an astounding twelve parts.

He readily conceded that, despite possessing a higher cultivation realm than Ye Haochuan, he would still find himself outmatched.

Ju Yuqu, his ears ringing with Ye Haochuan's stinging jests, felt a fiery rage brewing within him.

Since commencing his cultivation journey, no one had dared address him in such a manner. Among his peers, none had ever ventured to claim they could overcome him.

But Ye Haochuan's brazen disrespect was, in his eyes, utterly deserving of death!

With this conviction solidifying in his mind, he cast aside all pretense of decorum and roared in Ye Haochuan's direction, "You have successfully provoked my wrath; the moments that follow will be etched into your memory, a torment you will forever be unable to forget. Relish this!

Ju Yuqu's pronouncements seemed to pierce like blades, capable of striking the very core of one's soul, instilling dread in all who heard them.

As the words left his lips, a resplendent golden light erupted around him, as if a divine emissary had descended from the heavens. The sword held in his grasp emanated a sharp, icy aura, a stark contrast to the luminous glow surrounding him, yet somehow, it melded harmoniously.

"Die!"

Ju Yuqu uttered a sharp cry, his form dissolving into an ethereal shadow, moving with a speed that defied human perception. In mere instants, his sword was poised directly at Ye Haochuan's throat.

Clang! Clang!~

Ye Haochuan's reflexes were equally swift; the Divine Concealment Sword intercepted the deadly blow, averting the imminent crisis.

However, Ju Yuqu’s onslaught was hardly simple. One parry was met, and the next attack swiftly followed. Though not a formal Cultivation Technique, the mere afterimages from his longsword were enough to blind the unprepared.

"Merely relying on this isn't enough to be enjoyable!" Ye Haochuan's smile remained serene as his sword weaved with practiced speed.

His swordplay appeared chaotic, yet each movement precisely intercepted Ju Yuqu’s strikes and launched counters.

"So swift!"

The onlookers were utterly mesmerized.

Ju Yuqu’s renowned sword speed had humbled many cultivators of equal standing. To witness all his attacks being neutralized by Ye Haochuan today left them astonished.

Little did they perceive that Ye Haochuan was employing the Long Family Technique. While its full potential in melee combat, as the foremost hand-to-hand art, might not be completely displayed with a sword, its application was far from ordinary.

Under Ye Haochuan’s relentless pressure, Ju Yuqu’s celebrated rapid swordplay found itself suppressed. His countenance instantly turned frigid.

To him, failing to swiftly vanquish Ye Haochuan signified utter defeat.

Defeat was an outcome he could never countenance; the concept simply didn't exist in his personal lexicon.

"Divine Skill, Ghost Shadow!"

Ju Yuqu’s voice boomed without effort, and in the subsequent moment, his form began to dissolve into countless spectral silhouettes, rendering him impossible to track.

"Could this be a Divine Skill Technique? Young Master Ju is truly a peerless prodigy, having mastered a Divine Skill at such a tender age!"

"Indeed, Divine Skill Techniques are widely acknowledged as the most challenging to cultivate. Many revered predecessors and Great Powers failed to grasp even one in their entire lifetimes. It's utterly remarkable that Young Master Ju achieved mastery by merely nineteen!"

"That fellow Ye truly ought to consider himself honored to fall by a Divine Skill Technique; it is his utmost distinction!"

These individuals couldn't contain their awe. Divine Skill Techniques, despite their extreme difficulty in cultivation, bestow unparalleled might upon their wielders within the same cultivation realm. This very potency is precisely why so many dedicate themselves to pursuing them.

With the unveiling of this technique, Ye Haochuan's fate was sealed.