The entire arena stage had now completely become Jiang Ye's personal stage.
Those perfectly rhythmic clangs of clashing metal sounded like his personal BGM.
Gao Jinli and the Bolt-Striking Tiger were covered in charred, bloody gashes.
On the other hand, Jiang Ye's newly changed teal training robes didn't have a single speck of dirt on them.
“...I sur...”
Gao Jinli's eyes went blank. He had clearly realized that he was no match for Bai Zhirou, and if they kept fighting, his Bolt-Striking Tiger would be roasted alive. He opened his mouth, intending to surrender.
But what was faster than his lips was a small foot wearing a size 37 shoe.
Bang!
With a single kick, Jiang Ye once again put Gao Jinli right to sleep on the spot.
Jiang Ye curled his lip and muttered, “Stylish, isn't it? You little sleepyhead.”
With its master down, the heavily scarred Bolt-Striking Tiger, now free from its master's control, unleashed its feral demonic nature completely.
Roar!
A massive, crackling sphere of lightning smashed directly toward Jiang Ye.
Instead of retreating, Jiang Ye advanced.
Perfect Dodge!
He gracefully spun around and flipped his hair, sliding underneath the Bolt-Striking Tiger's belly to greedily sneak in two more slashes.
Boom!
The lightning sphere missed completely and exploded, sending arcs of stray electricity flying in all directions.
The disciples watching from the front rows scrambled backward in fear. A few who were too slow instantly got a shocking taste of electricity.
This was, after all, a Foundation Establishment stage demon beast.
Even if it was just the aftershock, it was still far too intense for this crowd of disciples, whose average cultivation was only around the fifth or sixth level of Qi Condensation.
Right at this moment, Jiang Ye saw a blinding red crosshair light up above the Bolt-Striking Tiger's head. He immediately hollered at the top of his lungs:
“How dare you demon beast hurt my fellow disciples! Die!”
“Junior, stop!!”
Right at this critical juncture, an enraged roar like rolling thunder suddenly echoed from high above Sword Peak.
Wild winds howled as a giant eagle, dozens of meters long and radiating a brilliant golden light, instantly hovered in midair.
The pressure belonging to a Golden Core stage powerhouse crashed down like Mount Tai.
A goatee-wearing elder stood on the eagle's back, his hawkish eyes locked onto Jiang Ye.
But who was Jiang Ye?
The one least affected by pressure in the entire arena.
As if a veteran player could ever be intimidated by an NPC!
Jiang Ye didn't stop his advance for even a second.
“Courting death!!”
The elder's furious roar boomed from the sky.
Over a dozen violent wind blades shot out from the giant eagle's beak.
“Senior, wait!”
Two flying swords transformed into beams of light and shot over from the distance.
But the elder was too close to Jiang Ye, and the wind blades were incredibly fast.
The two flying swords only managed to block most of the elder's wind blades; a few still hurtled straight toward Jiang Ye.
Jiang Ye raised his hand and tossed his Magic Tool longsword high into the air.
With his back turned to the Bolt-Striking Tiger, he spread his arms wide. There was not a shred of fear in his eyes—only the playfulness and mockery of a veteran gamer.
Under the horrified, wide-eyed stares of everyone from Sword Peak...
Boom!
The wind blades pierced right through Jiang Ye's body without any resistance!
The entire arena stage was nearly sliced in half, instantly kicking up a massive cloud of dust...
Yet Jiang Ye was completely unharmed. Catching the falling longsword, he delivered a backhand thrust!
Pfft! The longsword instantly pierced through the Bolt-Striking Tiger's skull!
From the distance, Eldest Senior Brother Ye Jinghong's furious roar resounded:
“You old bastard Gao! You're courting death!”
“Sword Cleaving Mountains and Rivers!!”
A colossal golden sword qi tore through the clouds, slashing straight down at the giant eagle in the sky.
“Ye Jinghong, are you fucking crazy?!”
Gao Qiuge was scared out of his wits. He frantically formed hand seals and threw out three circular defensive magic treasures to block in front of him.
But the moment the sword qi made contact with the spheres, it was like a hot knife through butter.
They didn't delay it for even a single breath's time as the sword qi sliced right through.
“Screeech—”
The golden giant eagle let out a miserable shriek from the sky.
Immediately after, the giant eagle crashed heavily to the ground like a kite with its string cut, kicking up a massive cloud of dust.
This scene unfolded too quickly for anyone to react.
A white figure instantly flashed to Jiang Ye's side.
“Junior Sister, are you alright?!”
Right after that, three more True Disciple figures flew down one after another.
The usually cold Gu Qingxue shouted anxiously, “What happened to Junior Sister Bai? I have pills here!”
As the massive cloud of dust slowly cleared, they rushed to the side of the stunned Ye Jinghong and quickly looked over.
And then, they all froze.
They saw “Bai Zhirou” squatting next to the heavily injured Bolt-Striking Tiger, poking it here and there.
She was completely unscathed, looking as if nothing had happened.
One had to know that the attack just now was from a Tier Three demon beast, equivalent to a Golden Core stage cultivator. Yet when it hit Junior Sister Bai, she was completely unharmed.
In that instant, if “Bai Zhirou” hadn't chosen to kill the Bolt-Striking Tiger, she might have had time to activate a defensive magic treasure.
But they had clearly seen those three wind blades pierce clean through her body!
“Could it be related to her bizarre movement technique again?”
The four True Disciples were completely baffled.
Never mind the True Disciples; even Bai Zhirou herself, inside her own mind, was nearly scared out of her wits.
She still hadn't recovered. She had clearly seen the wind blades slash straight through her body, yet she didn't have a single scratch!
She hurriedly asked, “What happened just now?!”
Jiang Ye was extremely calm: “Oh, my Execution also has invincibility frames.”
Having spent so much time with Jiang Ye, Bai Zhirou could more or less understand some of his gamer slang now.
She said in shock, “Then aren't you invincible?”
Jiang Ye stroked his chin and thought about it carefully. “Well, not exactly.”
“With my current cultivation, it's still very hard for me to clearly see a Golden Core stage attack, let alone pull off a Perfect Dodge. That move just now purely relied on the invincibility frames of the Execution animation.”
Bai Zhirou was completely lost, but Jiang Ye proceeded to lecture her in all seriousness:
“So, Little Bai, you still need to keep your feet on the ground. Don't go thinking about killing Golden Cores every other second. Play it safe, don't throw.”
Bai Zhirou really wanted to point at herself and ask:
“? Me?? Kill a Golden Core??”
Jiang Ye looked up and grinned at the four True Disciples:
“Morning, Senior Brothers and Sisters. Look at how firm the meat on this big kitty tiger is. It'll definitely taste amazing.”
Ye Jinghong silently adjusted the black ribbon over his eyes, which had slipped down slightly when his jaw dropped in shock.
Then, placing his hands behind his back once more, he coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment:
“Ahem... Hahaha, it's good that Junior Sister is unharmed.”
Right at this moment, from the massive cloud of dust in the distance, Gao Qiuge's hysterical roar echoed:
“Ye Jinghong!! How dare you heavily injure this old man's Golden Giant Eagle!!”
Ye Jinghong's face stiffened, a hint of awkwardness appearing.
If Junior Sister Bai had been injured, even if he had slaughtered that beast on the spot, no one would have dared to say anything.
But now, she was alive and kicking, completely unharmed. This made his actions a bit hard to justify.
In an instant, Jiang Ye was suddenly possessed by the spirit of an Oscar-winning actor.
His originally rosy cheeks turned pale in the span of a single breath.
Reaching out his small hand, he dabbed some blood from the Bolt-Striking Tiger's wound and smeared it across his mouth and chin.
After completing this series of actions, Jiang Ye rolled his eyes back and screamed exaggeratedly:
“Ah... Pfft!! A Golden Core stage cultivator... is truly terrifying!”
Thud!
Jiang Ye sat down heavily on the Bolt-Striking Tiger, almost knocking the last breath out of the dying beast.
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