Chapter 1517: There's a Fix

"I lost! Youngster, you are truly strong!" Mei Fang said sincerely.

Ye Yuan smiled and said, "Senior, you are also very strong! Your swordsmanship has given me great inspiration."

Mei Fang laughed heartily, "In truth, you could have defeated me in one move, yet you sparred with me for over five hundred moves, just to absorb the strengths of my swordsmanship, right?"

Ye Yuan smiled and did not deny it.

Although Mei Fang was much stronger than Kasin, Ye Yuan could defeat him in one move by unleashing Sun-Shattering.

Now, Ye Yuan had few rivals within the Heaven-Gazing Realm.

"Heh, well said—victory without a move! Your swordsmanship may reach the pinnacle! Alright, you've passed and can proceed to the next opponent."

Outside, seeing Ye Yuan finally defeat his first opponent, the crowd revealed mocking expressions.

Especially Bu Zhe, who sneered, "Hey, so what if he became the arena master? Now he's just making up the numbers!"

"Haha... Bu Zhe, you're like the fox that can't reach the grapes and calls them sour. At least he got the arena master's reward."

"But this guy is indeed only fit to be at the bottom. With his strength, he'll probably struggle to get past the second round."

"These eighteen are called the strongest, but they seem mediocre. Di Fan has already defeated three; I reckon he can take down six or seven."

...

At this moment, Di Fan, hailed as the top of the Dalan Six, had already won three consecutive matches and was fiercely battling his fourth opponent.

But now Di Fan could no longer defeat his opponents in just ten moves as he had at the start.

Their opponents were all without exception at the Half-Step Demon Commander level.

Clearly, Di Fan and the other five were increasingly struggling.

"Bang!"

An arena master was directly smashed to pieces by his opponent!

The crowd of geniuses was startled, realizing that this trial was not as easy as it seemed.

If things went wrong, it could be fatal!

The arena masters on the other three platforms were clearly much weaker.

They only lasted until the second round before being killed by their opponents, without even a chance to surrender.

Seeing this, Bu Zhe said smugly, "Guess—will that kid named Yuan Ye be killed outright?"

"Haha, very likely! He struggled so much in the first round; it's only natural for him to be killed in the second." Someone immediately chimed in.

The others nodded inwardly, clearly having no objection to this view.

But Ye Yuan disappointed them.

Although Ye Yuan still passed the second round with "difficulty," after three hundred moves, he managed to get through.

"Damn, what's going on? He passed like this? This guy is incredibly lucky!" Bu Zhe stamped his feet in anger.

The others, though not as extreme as Bu Zhe, were clearly very surprised that Ye Yuan had passed.

"Look! Batu lost! Heavens, how strong are these gatekeepers to be able to fight above their level?" Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

"Whoosh!"

Batu was directly teleported back.

Stepping down from the arena, Batu's expression was grim.

As one of the Dalan Six, his strength was almost unrivaled.

Now, he had been defeated by a Half-Step Demon Commander!

He had always been the one to challenge those above his level; today, someone else had done it to him.

Even though these were young geniuses from an unknown era long past.

"Batu, are these gatekeepers really that strong?" Someone asked timidly.

Watching the projections on the arenas, they could only see the moves, not the fluctuations of laws, making it hard to gauge the true strength.

Batu, with a dark face, nodded, "Very strong! Their law power has basically reached the late or even great perfection of the third heaven, and their application of laws is at least at the level of unity of mind and will. Coupled with their extremely powerful martial techniques, their overall combat strength is formidable! Losing to them is no disgrace!"

Hiss...

The crowd gasped, finally gaining a clear understanding of the gatekeepers' strength.

In no time, two more of the Dalan Six were defeated in the fifth round.

Now, only four people were still persisting in the trial.

Three of the Dalan Six, and... Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan's progress was very slow, and everyone had long lost interest.

All eyes were fixed on Di Fan.

At this moment, Di Fan was locked in fierce combat with the sixth gatekeeper; both were nearly berserk, fighting a chaotic battle.

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe that a Half-Step Demon Commander could push Di Fan to such an extent!"

"Indeed, I never expected the ancient era's strong to be so formidable!"

"This is only the sixth person! How terrifying must the eighteenth be?"

...

Although there were no violent law fluctuations, just from the projection, they could already feel the intensity of the battle.

"Boom!"

Finally, Di Fan found an opening in his opponent and punched him to pieces!

"Arena master No. 1 has passed the sixth round and receives a low-grade Divine Lord Mystic Treasure!" The aged voice sounded again.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes burned with intense desire.

Divine Lord Mystic Treasure, that is, Demon Lord Mystic Treasure!

That was something only Demon Lord-level experts were qualified to use!

Although this Demon Lord Mystic Treasure would ultimately go to the Blood Fiend Hall, the Blood Fiend Hall would surely give a generous reward.

In the projection, Di Fan looked proud.

Clearly, he was very satisfied with defeating the sixth gatekeeper.

"Di Fan truly deserves to be the top of the Six; his strength is incredible!"

"Di Fan has already passed the sixth round; I wonder how many more he can defeat."

"I estimate he can at least reach the ninth round!"

"Look! That kid... that kid..."

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

Batu was feeling displeased that Di Fan had obtained a Demon Lord Mystic Treasure. Hearing the shout, he immediately said sternly, "What are you yelling about?"

"That kid named Yuan Ye has actually reached the fifth round!"

The person shrieked, as if seeing something incredible.

Batu's face darkened as he looked at the third arena and saw that Ye Yuan had indeed reached the fifth round!

The crowd was greatly shocked; they had been focused on Di Fan and hadn't noticed that Ye Yuan had quietly advanced to the fifth round.

Batu had been defeated in the fifth round; if Ye Yuan reached the fifth round, didn't that mean his strength was close to Batu's?

What a joke!

A rookie who hadn't even reached Half-Step Demon Commander was about as strong as him?

"What's going on! How could a kid at his level reach the fifth round?"

"Exactly! With Batu's strength, he only made it to the fifth round. I don't believe this kid is stronger than Batu!"

"There's a fix! There must be a fix! Yuan Ye's opponents are definitely not as strong as Batu's!"

...

The crowd immediately erupted.

They couldn't accept this fact. With Batu's strength only reaching the fifth round, how could Ye Yuan, with his meager power, reach the fifth round?

Clearly, he had struggled even in the first round!

Hearing these words, Batu felt a bit better and said calmly, "Don't worry, he definitely won't get past the fifth round."