Invincible Little School Doctor Chapter 2035: You Lost!
Previously on Invincible Little School Doctor...
While Ye Haochuan remained unaware of the specific Divine Ability Technique being used, he could distinctly sense its formidable aura.
The instant the Ghost Shadow materialized, Ye Haochuan felt the piercing gaze of multiple pairs of eyes fixed upon him. Simultaneously, dozens of swords were poised, ready to strike at any given moment.
Abruptly, a single sword shadow shot forward with incredible speed.
Following this, the other sword shadows, as if guided, launched themselves from all directions concurrently.
There was no refuge; each sword shadow represented a tangible threat. Unless he could intercept every single one, immediate and severe injury was inevitable.
Beyond the Great Formation, Ge Ping and Liu Yifei observed the unfolding scene with focused intensity, their expressions grave.
"Senior brother, please stop it. Now that the Divine Ability Technique has been unleashed, Ye Haochuan has no hope left. If Ju Yuqu continues his assault, he might actually lose his life!" Liu Yifei urged, her voice laced with anxiety.
Had the Great Formation not been entirely under Ge Ping's command, she would have already intervened. The Disciple Selection Meeting was meant to identify promising talents, not to witness potential talents perish.
Ge Ping's countenance mirrored Liu Yifei's worry; he was clearly tense as well.
Nevertheless, he conveyed, "Let's observe a little longer. I find it hard to believe that someone endorsed so highly by Guan Shan possesses such limited capabilities!"
Liu Yifei understood Ge Ping's steadfast nature. Once his mind was made up, altering his course was a formidable task. Giving up her argument, she prepared to breach the Great Formation and step in.
At that precise moment, Ye Haochuan finally made his move.
"Nine-Tailed Sword Qi!"
Howl~
A fox's mournful cry reverberated throughout Half-Mountain.
The spectral image of a Nine-Tailed Demon Fox materialized, completely enveloping Ye Haochuan.
Its tails, shrouded in a fiery red mist, transformed into nine razor-sharp swords, autonomously seeking out adversaries and moving with blinding speed.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Through several intense clashes, Ju Yuqu's barrage of sword shadows failed to even graze Ye Haochuan's attire, being utterly annihilated.
These tail-swords, having dispelled the immediate danger, did not cease their motion but instead formed a ring around a ten-meter radius in front of Ye Haochuan.
What Ye Haochuan was doing within that space remained imperceptible to onlookers. Yet, for reasons unknown, the swift-moving tail-swords seemed to strike an unseen object, producing a chiming sound.
Soon, the vast circular cordon rapidly contracted, and within its confines, countless afterimages abruptly flickered into existence.
These phantoms darted and ricocheted with extreme rapidity, akin to fleas trapped within a glass jar, desperately seeking an escape route.
However, the seemingly loose encirclement, woven solely by the tail-swords, proved impenetrable to these fleeting 'fleas.' Regardless of their attack vectors, they were precisely thwarted.
As the encirclement continued to shrink, the 'fleas' found themselves increasingly trapped, hesitant to make any rash moves.
In the following instant, Ju Yuqu's comely figure became visible within the contracting cordon. His face, however, now shifted between pallor and cyanosis, offering no hint of his earlier arrogance.
"It appears you've lost!" Ye Haochuan remarked with a gentle smile.
Ju Yuqu remained silent, fixing Ye Haochuan with a cold stare, his eyes burning with murderous intent.
Yet, beneath the animosity, a sliver of bewilderment lingered.
He struggled to comprehend how he, having fully integrated with the surrounding space, could have miscalculated every move, especially since his attacks had been executed with extraordinary swiftness. To any normal individual, facing his technique would offer no recourse but to accept impending doom.
Yet, Ye Haochuan seemed to pierce through his every maneuver, ultimately employing the nine tail-swords to constrict the space, leaving him with no avenue for escape.
Unbeknownst to Ju Yuqu, Ye Haochuan possessed a potent tool like the Heavenly Eye, capable of discerning movements that would otherwise be invisible to ordinary cultivators.
Ye Haochuan held back from attacking immediately, meticulously seeking the optimal moment and position for his strike. The instant Ju Yuqu betrayed the slightest vulnerability, Ye Haochuan unleashed a decisive blow, completely reversing the tide of the battle.
Naturally, the credit for this triumph largely belonged to the Nine-Tailed Sword Qi. Without its amplified power post-upgrade, even with his exceptional perception, Ye Haochuan would have struggled to land the finishing offensive.
"How... how is this possible?" The onlookers were utterly stunned.
They simply could not fathom how Ye Haochuan managed to turn the tables against Ju Yuqu's formidable Divine Ability Technique.
Unseen by the throng below, two figures floated serenely above the Formation, observing the spectacle. Whatever means they employed, their bodies and auras were completely melded with the surrounding void.
One of these figures, distinguished by hair that was half-black and half-white, possessed a handsome visage. It was clear that this was the individual Ye Haochuan had sought on this particular expedition.
The other, possessing entirely white hair and a matching beard, exuded an aura of otherworldly grace, making his true depth indiscernible.
"The Divine Ability Technique is indeed formidable, yet how could the techniques of my Hua Clan be considered ordinary?" the handsome man inquired with a gentle smile.
"Precisely!" the white-haired elder remarked, stroking the void with a smile. "The Ye Family's Heavenly Eye, the Hu Family's Nine-Tailed Technique. After five thousand years, this marks the first occasion I have witnessed them..."
With a sigh, the white-bearded elder continued, "I am merely curious as to how the remnants of the Ye Family managed to endure amidst such a relentless encirclement!"
"He did not mature within this very Immortal Realm!" the handsome man stated, a knowing smile playing on his lips.
"What?" The white-bearded elder, as if a thought struck him, voiced his doubt. "Are you suggesting he originated from the Lower Realm...?"
The handsome man offered a slight nod.
"Preposterous!" The white-bearded elder swiftly countered in a grave tone. "The Heavenly Road connecting to the Huaxia World has been severed and sealed by the collective might of those Great Powers. How could anyone possibly have traversed it?"
The handsome man gently shook his head. "I encountered him there once, which confirms his descent from below. As for the method of his arrival, I suspect the Heavenly Road may have been partially mended. Indeed, at the time, I sensed the aura of the Luo Book emanating from him!"
"This..."
The white-bearded elder fell into profound contemplation, and after a considerable silence, he let out a sigh. "One can only ponder whether this development bodes well or ill for our Hua Clan."
"In my estimation, it offers more advantages than drawbacks. The River Map and Luo Book were lost, leaving cultivators of the Huaxia World devoid of the resources necessary for growth. To exact vengeance for past grievances, they could only await the return of the Great Powers of the Western Wastes with unwavering patience. However, after five millennia, had they intended to return, would they not have already done so?" the handsome man offered a cautionary perspective.
"It is my fervent hope that the younger generation of the Huaxia World refrains from rashly attempting to exit through the Heavenly Road. With the River Map and Luo Book's reappearance, the cultivation environment within the Huaxia World is not significantly inferior to that of the Immortal Realm. Should they choose to concentrate on enhancing their Boundary within the Lower Realm, it would indeed be a favorable outcome."
"Indeed!" The handsome man concurred with a sigh, then shifted his gaze back towards Ye Haochuan, a smile returning. "Regardless, with this young fellow's emergence, a significant issue for us may very well be resolved."
"Oh?" The white-bearded elder seemed to emerge from his reverie, a faint smile gracing his lips. "If he can genuinely vanquish that Ju Family brat, it would undoubtedly prove to be an immense assistance. Nevertheless, while he has secured this round, his Cultivation base remains modest, and prevailing in the final round may not be a simple undertaking!"
"I possess considerable faith in him; this young man is no ordinary individual!" the handsome man declared with an amused laugh.