#1226 - Chapter 1226 Half a Month

Elder Xue merely watched all of this indifferently, as if the person who had just ruthlessly attacked was not him.

Amidst the chaos, Ye Kong quietly walked out from behind Elder Xue.

This shocked everyone.

Wait, shouldn't Ye Kong have been frozen to death? Who is this?

At this moment, Ye Kong was also somewhat grateful that, in that critical moment, he had remembered Elder Wang's instructions.

If you can't win, run.

After all, within the Tai Chu Academy, very few people could withstand Elder Xue's Snowfall Technique.

And once confronted, no matter how profound one's spiritual power was, they would end up losing their life.

This won't do! Absolutely not!

Thinking this, Elder Xue immediately raised his hand to inflict more damage.

However, Ye Kong blocked it with one hand, curling his lips and saying, "Elder Xue, it can't just be you using your spiritual power, can it? How about you take two moves from me!"

After speaking, Ye Kong directly joined his palms together and released a flurry of long swords that brushed past Elder Xue's ears.

Amidst the lingering snow scene, in the white space, ten thousand long swords struck in an instant!

The silver-white long swords flew out like snowflakes, their blades sharp and cold. By the time Elder Xue could see clearly, these swords were already charging straight at his true form.

Elder Xue immediately retreated, raising his hand to defend, and a Snow Melting Shield appeared in front of him, only to be easily pierced through. One sharp sword headed straight for his throat.

Elder Xue rose to break the long sword, but immediately a new long sword stabbed over. It was difficult to defend against ten thousand swords with only two fists. Neglecting his defense, a long sword stabbed Elder Xue's arm, and a red bloodstain spread out. Beneath the snow-white robe, the crimson blood on Elder Xue's body became even more apparent, the blood flowing all the way to his fingertips, preventing Elder Xue from using spiritual power again.

Elder Xue lowered his hand, letting the bloodstain flow all the way to the ground, dripping drop by drop, even more conspicuous on the stage.

Ye Kong sheathed his long swords, "I concede, Elder Xue!"

Upon hearing these words, Elder Xue suddenly raised his head, walked over, and grabbed Ye Kong's hand, "How did you withstand the Snowfall Technique? Tell me! It's impossible, no one can survive..." Elder Xue was incredulous. The Snowfall Technique that he had believed in for so many years had actually been broken by a new disciple of the Tai Chu Academy.

Ye Kong smiled and said a name.

Upon hearing this name, Elder Xue instantly released Ye Kong's hand, his entire being deflating as if his faith had collapsed, causing him to shout to the sky in disbelief, and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Kong stared at Elder Xue, wondering if what he had just said was too harsh.

But Elder Xue raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, straightened his body, and stepped down from the stage step by step, his upright figure showing that he had not been defeated by Ye Kong.

However, his heart had already shattered into pieces!

When Elder Yue came on stage, he tried his best to maintain a calm facade, but Ye Kong could tell that Elder Yue lacked the confidence he had before.

The shock brought about by the previous battle was indescribable. Even now, the audience below the stage was still discussing the battle between Ye Kong and Elder Xue.

After this battle, the supporters who had run to Elder Xue's camp earlier quietly returned to the camp supporting Ye Kong. It seemed that in their eyes, the embarrassment of the defeated Elder Xue earlier far outweighed the impact of his appearance. It also reminded them that, in the Tai Chu Academy, or even in the Upper Realm, or anywhere else, the strong always came first, and the victor was king.

Ye Kong was still the Chosen One!

After Elder Yue came on stage, he directly suggested, "How about we don't fight? I'll just declare you the winner, how about that?"

These words completely stunned Ye Kong.

Could it be like this?

However, Elder Yue spoke softly to Ye Kong. The audience below the stage only saw Ye Kong's expression change and his mouth twitch, not knowing what they were plotting.

Elder Yue knew that Ye Kong could definitely beat him. Among their twelve elders, the only one who could compete with Ye Kong was Elder Huo.

So there was no need to waste effort, only to end up looking disheveled and leaving the stage miserably.

It would be better to say some nice words and get it over with.

Ye Kong was stunned for a moment, then uttered a word, "Rea...really?"

"Yes, I'll say I'm feeling unwell now, but don't expose me!" After speaking, Elder Yue took a step forward, used Ye Kong's hand to push himself, and immediately fell to the ground, not getting up for a long time.

The sudden event caused the people present to "eh?" in surprise.

Knowing the situation, Ye Kong immediately helped Elder Yue up. Elder Yue, holding his waist, explained the situation to the judges, "My waist really hurts, I can't compete."

The judges couldn't possibly let Elder Yue compete while sick, so they had to agree that Ye Kong had won this match without a fight!

"Ye Kong is awesome! Ye Kong is incredible!"

Cheers erupted from below the stage.

After a long competition, it was time for a mid-way break. The matches with the remaining four elders were scheduled for the evening, and the afternoon was for Ye Kong and the people present to rest.

Ye Kong was exhausted. Zhang Tie, who was waiting below, immediately brought over ginseng soup to replenish Ye Kong.

Ye Kong took a big gulp, and immediately blood gushed out of his nose.

"Zhang Tie! What did you put in the ginseng soup!" Ye Kong shouted and asked Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie immediately brought a handkerchief to wipe the nosebleed, and said embarrassedly, "They said your spiritual power was overdrawn, and several of them brought a lot of tonic pills to replenish you. When I saw that you couldn't eat them as food, I just threw them all into the soup for you."

"You can't eat them as food, but you can boil them into soup? What were you thinking? Have you been sleeping for a few days and gotten confused?" Ye Kong chased after Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie held the soup bowl a little higher, "Anyway, all the good stuff recently is in there, thousand-year ginseng, ten-thousand-year snow lotus, and tonic pills, spiritual power pills, a lot, a lot. It would be a waste if you didn't drink it!"

Drinking it might kill him on the spot!

However, based on the principle of not wasting anything, Ye Kong took a deep breath, picked up the medicine bowl, as if making some kind of determination, first wiped the nosebleed, and then found something to plug his nose, so that the nosebleed would not flow down.

Then he took a big gulp of the tonic medicine soup.

As soon as he drank it, it immediately took effect. The thing that had just plugged his nostrils was no longer useful, and large drops of blood flowed down.

It could only be said that the blood Ye Kong shed on the stage today was less than the blood he shed after drinking this bowl of tonic medicine.

Seeing Ye Kong finish drinking, Zhang Tie took the bowl and continued to ask, "You finished drinking, do you still want to go eat?"

"Still eat? Do you think I'm feeding pigs! Just this bowl today, I'll have to digest it for half a month!"