Chapter 800: The Mysterious Zhang Tianyi

The day after Nalan Chu left, a message came from the Holy Temple.

The number of slots to enter the Red Cloud Valley this time had increased from three to six!

As soon as this news came out, it caused an uproar.

According to the Holy Temple, the Holy Son and the candidate Holy Son would each select three people to enter the Red Cloud Valley.

This meant that as long as one made it into the top three of the candidate Holy Son selection tournament, one could enter the Red Cloud Valley!

One slot was indeed too difficult for these geniuses. Unless one's strength reached the level of Ye Yuan and Nalan Chu, there was no point in even thinking about it.

Three slots obviously provided an opportunity for second-tier geniuses like Han Feng and Wu Jiantong.

On the fifteenth day, these geniuses were all hyped up like they had taken stimulants, attacking their opponents recklessly on the arena just to win.

Especially the top five geniuses—except for Zhang Tianyi, who remained undefeated, the others had mostly lost two to three matches.

So the battles among them became particularly important.

As luck would have it, on the fifteenth day, Wu Jiantong ran into Ye Yuan.

On the arena, Wu Jiantong's face was extremely ugly, but he hesitated to make a move.

"Eh, why aren't you moving? I remember you said something about not letting me run into you on the arena, or else you'd make me die ugly. Now we've met, so why aren't you making a move?" Ye Yuan taunted.

So far, Wu Jiantong had lost two matches, one to Nalan Chu and one to Zhang Tianyi.

This record was still decent, and his ranking was quite high.

But if he lost this match to Ye Yuan as well, his situation would become very unfavorable.

However, having witnessed the great battle between Ye Yuan and Nalan Chu, how could Wu Jiantong dare to make a move?

He didn't want to give Ye Yuan a chance to humiliate him!

Gritting his teeth, Wu Jiantong said, "I concede!"

Ye Yuan didn't look surprised and said with a smile, "A very wise choice. Otherwise, you might not be able to leave the arena standing."

Wu Jiantong snorted coldly and directly stepped off the arena.

With this concession, he would have to fight Han Feng tooth and nail later.

Apart from Ye Yuan and Zhang Tianyi, the ones with the best chance of entering the Red Cloud Valley now were Han Feng and Wu Jiantong.

Although Han Feng had comprehended the Supreme True Intent, his cultivation level was slightly lower, only at the Seventh Level of Boundless.

If not for that, Wu Jiantong could have directly withdrawn.

Li Zongtao, who had performed very prominently earlier, had suffered consecutive defeats later and had basically withdrawn from the competition for the Red Cloud Valley.

After Nalan Chu's withdrawal, all the focus was now on Ye Yuan and Zhang Tianyi.

This Zhang Tianyi was very mysterious. Although he hadn't comprehended the Supreme True Intent, his strength was unexpectedly formidable, and he remained undefeated so far.

The talented martial artists who had fought against him all felt somewhat baffled after losing, not even knowing how they had failed.

Even someone as strong as Han Feng had suffered a great loss at Zhang Tianyi's hands.

Of course, this was also because Zhang Tianyi was lucky enough not to have encountered Ye Yuan and Nalan Chu yet.

With Nalan Chu's withdrawal, the battle between these two naturally became the fight for first place.

Finally, on the eighteenth day, Ye Yuan and Zhang Tianyi met.

"Ye Yuan, I know your artistic conception is very high, but in front of me, no matter how high your artistic conception is, it's useless! Nalan Chu's withdrawal can be considered him saving face, otherwise he would definitely have been my defeated opponent!"

Ye Yuan's strength was already公认可怕, but Zhang Tianyi didn't seem to care.

Faced with such provocation, Ye Yuan always chose to ignore it.

No matter how harsh the boast, it was useless; only actual combat would tell.

A guy who hadn't even comprehended the Supreme True Intent—Ye Yuan didn't think he posed any threat.

"Win against me first before talking big like that," Ye Yuan said indifferently.

"Heh, as you wish!"

Zhang Tianyi let out a cold laugh, brandished his sword, and charged forward. His speed seemed slow but was actually fast, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Ye Yuan.

But this kind of speed posed no threat to Ye Yuan at all.

The two swords clashed, producing a violent metallic ringing sound.

Zhang Tianyi's attack was indeed good, but in terms of power, it seemed even a bit inferior to Han Feng's.

However, at that moment, a strange force spread up from the sword blade, rushing straight toward Ye Yuan's divine soul!

This attack was not strong and seemed to have little effect on the divine soul.

But struck by this strange force, Ye Yuan's movements involuntarily stalled.

And at that moment, Zhang Tianyi suddenly changed his move, sweeping aside Ye Yuan's Xuanying Sword and aiming straight for his heart!

Ye Yuan had long heard about Zhang Tianyi's attack pattern.

He never engaged in big moves with others; at the start of the match, he would directly entangle his opponent, never giving them a chance to unleash their big moves.

And once he got entangled, the opponent would have no opportunity to use their ultimate techniques.

In the end, they wouldn't even know how they lost.

Clearly, Ye Yuan had now fallen into this same trap.

Ye Yuan sidestepped, narrowly avoiding Zhang Tianyi's sword.

But the next moment, Zhang Tianyi's sword light arrived again, clinging like a stubborn bone.

Ye Yuan flicked his Xuanying Sword, parrying Zhang Tianyi's sword again.

At the moment the two swords clashed, another strange attack struck Ye Yuan's divine soul.

From the first sword strike, Zhang Tianyi's sword never left a foot's distance around Ye Yuan, almost making it hard to breathe.

Moreover, his swordsmanship was indeed exquisitely subtle, as if it were a specialized close-combat martial technique. No matter how Ye Yuan tried to break free, he couldn't.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers were all astonished.

"Here it comes again! Can't even Ye Yuan break Zhang Tianyi's curse?"

"Although Zhang Tianyi hasn't comprehended the Supreme True Intent, his sword moves are indeed exquisitely subtle. Unless one has extremely strong close-combat martial techniques, they simply can't defeat him. Ye Yuan is now completely controlled by him. Barring any surprises, the outcome is settled."

"Who would have thought! Ye Yuan even defeated Nalan Chu, yet he can't overcome Zhang Tianyi! This Zhang Tianyi—you just can't feel where his strength lies, yet he beats everyone. It's really strange."

To be honest, Zhang Tianyi's way of winning was very unconvincing.

Every time he won, it wasn't as clean and decisive as Ye Yuan and Nalan Chu's victories. Unless the opponent was relatively weak, he would always fight for a hundred or even several hundred rounds before barely defeating them.

So those who lost to Zhang Tianyi would think back and feel very unconvinced, believing their strength was not inferior to his.

But in the end, why did they lose?

This selection tournament was nearing its end, but no one had yet figured out why Zhang Tianyi could keep winning.

Seeing Ye Yuan struggling and about to collapse, Zhang Tianyi felt quite pleased.

Supreme True Intent, so what?

If you can't use your techniques, what use is a strong artistic conception?

Just as Zhang Tianyi was feeling smug, a surge of true dragon aura suddenly erupted!

"Ding!"

Ye Yuan actually abandoned his sword and used his fist, directly receiving Zhang Tianyi's sword and knocking his longsword aside.