A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

Not only has the speed of movement and the damage caused by source force attacks been greatly improved, but reaction speed and strength have also been greatly enhanced.

The battlefield was engulfed in raging flames, and the area within the flames became Su Jingcheng's domain.

Every time Su Jingcheng launched an attack that was dodged by Chen Yue, he could launch the next attack at the fastest speed, and he could also accurately predict the landing point of Chen Yue in the process.

In a short period of time, Su Jingcheng launched dozens of attacks, giving Chen Yue no time to catch his breath.

Such a high-intensity attack did indeed put Chen Yue under immense pressure.

If he becomes even slightly less skilled at using the "Flash" technique, he will be severely injured on the spot because he won't have time to react.

Chen Yue could clearly sense that Su Jingcheng's attacks were all at the level of a ninth-level Spirit Mansion cultivator, which would be extremely troublesome for anyone else.

Judging from this move alone, Su Jingcheng truly deserves the title of Holy Son of Yunxuan.

Within the range of his flames, even Chen Yue dared not be careless in the slightest, fearing that if he was even a moment too slow in using his Instant Strike, he would be severely injured on the spot by Su Jingcheng.

Chen Yue thought to himself, "With such a powerful attack, he probably won't last long."

"I'd like to see just how long your source power can last."

As Chen Yue expected, after only a few breaths, Su Jingcheng's movements slowed down considerably.

The aura emanating from his body gradually weakened, and the raging flames that had been burning continuously were no longer as powerful as before.

Even with all his might, Su Jingcheng couldn't even touch Chen Yue, and finally realized the seriousness of the situation.

Chen Yue easily dodged the first move, Meteor Shower. He could still try to comfort himself, saying that he was careless and that's why he couldn't defeat Chen Yue in one move.

But Liuyue Zhaohui's second move was a true display of skill, even burning her source energy to launch dozens of attacks in an instant.

None of them managed to harm Chen Yue, and a third of their source energy was wasted.

Seeing that this move wouldn't harm Chen Yue, Su Jingcheng had no choice but to cut his losses and withdraw his source power in time, so as to avoid running out of source power in the following battle.

"What's wrong with this kid? How come he can perfectly dodge my attacks every time?"

“I did my best to make the attacks continuous, without giving him a moment to breathe, but he still managed to dodge them all.”

"What kind of agility-based technique does he practice? How can it be so exaggerated?"

Su Jingcheng's expression was extremely solemn. No matter how he attacked, it was all in vain. This was the first time he had encountered such an opponent.

Throughout the entire process, there was not a single counterattack, only continuous and rapid evasion, and each time it seemed as if he disappeared directly, leaving not even a trace.

Su Jingcheng quickly adjusted his emotions, realizing that the following attacks would be ineffective and might even accelerate the burning of his source energy.

We might as well just stop this attack and temporarily seal off the source sea to prevent further depletion.

The flames burning on the Crimson Moon Flame Spear were extinguished instantly, and the raging fire surrounding the scene also dissipated at an extremely fast speed.

Su Jingcheng stopped attacking Chen Yue and gradually returned to his initial calm state.

Seeing that the attack had completely stopped, Chen Yue appeared opposite Su Jingcheng. The successive use of Instantaneous Strike had also taken a heavy toll on him.

There was no time to rest; time passed in a continuous, uninterrupted flow, and even Chen Yue was finding it difficult to keep up.

After this battle, Chen Yue had to admit Su Jingcheng's strength. If they were to fight face to face, given the strength Su Jingcheng had just displayed, it would definitely be a long and arduous battle.

However, Chen Yue chose to avoid the fight, causing Su Jingcheng to miss with every move.

The timing of the second move's halt was far too sudden; to outsiders watching the battle, it appeared to be the height of their intense fight.

But it suddenly stopped at this moment, and the raging flames were easily blown away by a gentle breeze.

Among those present were only the King-level experts from various major forces, who had clearly discerned the clues from this battle.

He understood why Chen Yue dared to make such a boast at the beginning: it was because his dodging speed was simply too terrifying.

No one could perfectly capture Chen Yue's dodging movements; they could only see Su Jingcheng's attacks constantly missing their mark.

Looking at Su Jingcheng's serious expression, Chen Yue held up one finger and said calmly, "You have one last chance left."

The first two attacks were unsuccessful, and Su Jingcheng began to look at the young man in front of him with renewed seriousness.

He never revealed his true strength; his speed in dodging attacks alone shocked everyone present, including the kings of the Great Yuan Dynasty.

The younger generation who had previously mocked Chen Yue have all fallen silent.

They all asked themselves if they could survive Su Jingcheng's second move without getting hurt.

Obviously, that's impossible. Everyone's strength is roughly the same, so who can guarantee they won't get hurt by the other?

The many young disciples who participated in the battle began to take this first battle seriously and no longer dared to underestimate Chen Yue.

He hasn't made a move yet, and no one knows his true strength.

Chen Yue's performance on the field also made everyone re-examine the Xuan Yun Holy Land. Having just returned to the King-level power, the Xuan Yun Holy Land's status in everyone's hearts continued to rise.

Noticing the admiring gazes from all directions, Daoist Xuanyun immediately raised his head and puffed out his chest, adopting the demeanor of an venerable old man.

The others in the Holy Land couldn't help but become arrogant, and even the core disciples had incredibly proud expressions on their faces.

Chen Yue's performance on the field was outstanding enough, bringing great honor to the people of the Holy Land.

Chen Yue stood calmly in front of Su Jingcheng, his emotions as stable as if the previous two moves had nothing to do with him.

If it weren't for the burn marks on Chen Yue's clothes, everyone would have thought that Chen Yue hadn't experienced Su Jingcheng's second attack.

Su Jingcheng quickly calmed down. What he needed to worry about now was not the failure of the first two attacks, but to quickly come up with a third attack plan.

This is his last chance. If he doesn't seize it this time, he will likely face a tough battle.

Considering that Chen Yue had perfectly dodged his attacks the previous two times, the only way to touch Chen Yue's body was to be faster than him.

Su Jingcheng's current solution is to launch a third attack as quickly as possible. As long as he can be even a fraction faster than Chen Yue, that will be enough.

Su Jingcheng deliberately put on an indifferent look and said casually, "I don't care about your third move. Since the first two moves failed to hurt you, let's start the real battle."

Chen Yue was somewhat surprised to hear this, but he remained vigilant.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Yue saw the crimson spear rapidly approaching, moving at an astonishing speed as if it had passed by in an instant.

Just as it was about to pierce Chen Yue's face, it instantly teleported several meters away to easily dodge.

He finally understood why Su Jingcheng said that; he simply wanted to lower Su Jingcheng's guard so he could launch an attack.

"Three moves have passed, the battle has officially begun."