Peerless Empress: One Woman, One Sword, Slaying Through Myriad Realms

Ye Ze and Ye Yang exchanged a glance, then each attacked the two eighth-level Spirit Martial Realm experts beside them. Whether it would work or not, they'd only know after fighting them...

Ye Hu's eyes turned cold. How dare these two ignore what he had said?

"Diamond Fist..." Ye Hu uttered a soft shout, stomped his foot, and appeared beside the two. Using a fist technique familiar to everyone in the Ye family, he fiercely attacked Ye Ze and Ye Yang.

"Brother Tiger, you..." The two were shocked, but Ye Hu's cultivation level had already reached the peak of the ninth level of the Spirit Martial Realm.

Even with their combined strength at the seventh level of the Spirit Martial Realm, the two were ultimately no match.

With just two punches, Ye Ze and Ye Yang were blasted off the stage. Ye Hu smirked disdainfully. He didn't do anything to Ye Wuxi out of respect for his status as the family head; as for the others, who did they even matter?

"Patriarch, Elders, the participants for the competition have been determined. Let's begin the ranking process," Ye Hu said slowly.

The First Elder said, "Patriarch, in my opinion, Ye Wuxi, Ye Yue, and Ye Hu should defend their positions in this ranking battle. The others should go up and challenge. If no one succeeds, then we will proceed directly to the final three-way battle."

These three were undoubtedly the strongest in the previous battles, so there's no need to waste energy comparing them again; this way, a winner can be chosen as quickly as possible.

Ye Xicheng nodded, "We will do as the Grand Elder says."

Ye Wuxi, Ye Yue, and Ye Hu each stood in one of the three positions. The other seven could challenge anyone they felt was unfit and defeat them.

The seven people in the arena frowned slightly. Ye Yue and Ye Hu had both demonstrated cultivation levels that had reached the ninth level of the Spirit Martial Realm, while Ye Wuxi was only at the eighth level...

"Miss Wuxi, please enlighten me," a boy of about seventeen years old, at the eighth level of the Spirit Martial Realm, said as he approached Ye Wuxi.

Ye Wuxi nodded, "You go first."

Ye Fei's eyes sharpened, he drew his longsword, and uttered a soft shout, "Blazing Sun Kill..."

He possessed a fire-attribute physique, and combined with his fire-attribute swordsmanship, his power was terrifying for a time.

Ye Wuxi's expression remained unchanged. Using the Shadow Step, she swiftly flashed to Ye Fei's side, channeled her Five Elements True Qi, and unleashed a powerful Falling Flower Palm strike.

Although the Falling Flower Palm is only a high-grade Yellow-level technique, it is enough to deal with the Ye family with the support of the Five Elements. Ye Wuxi felt that this palm technique was simple, brutal and very useful!

Ye Fei's eyes widened suddenly. The Falling Flower Palm technique was familiar to everyone in the Ye family, and he had also learned it, but it shouldn't be this strong at the same level!

Retreating to the edge of the ring, Ye Fei lowered his head and whispered, "I lost."

The remaining people watched Ye Wuxi, who had only used the Falling Flower Palm technique from beginning to end, with some doubt and uncertainty.

Those who had originally intended to challenge Ye Wuxi stopped in their tracks and turned to face Ye Yue.

"Sister Yue'er, please," the seventeen-year-old girl, at the peak of the eighth level of the Spirit Martial Realm, stopped in front of Ye Yue and cupped her hands in greeting.

Ye Yue's eyes were icy, indicating that she felt Ye Qing was no match for Ye Wuxi. "Ye Qing, you are no match for me."

Ye Qing's eyes narrowed slightly. "Sister Yue'er, draw your sword."

"You're not qualified to draw your sword," Ye Yue said coldly.

Then, as if wanting to prove something, he lightly shouted, "Falling Flower Palm!"

She considered herself no less capable than Ye Wuxi, and even more skilled in cultivation; therefore, she believed Ye Wuxi's palm strike should have been stronger.

Ye Qing's eyes narrowed slightly. With a light step, she unleashed her longsword, "One Sword Frost Flying..."

The Wind and Moon Sword Technique was a low-grade Xuanji sword technique; the countless sword shadows instantly overshadowed the Falling Flower Palm.

Ye Yue was taken aback. Her Falling Flower Palm technique clearly didn't have the same effect as Ye Wuxi's. The Ye family only had a few Xuanji Sword Technique manuals, all of which were extremely difficult to master. Yet Ye Qing had actually mastered one move.

Ye Wuxi sneered from the side. The real strength wasn't in the Falling Flower Palm; if Ye Yue insisted on using it, she would only suffer a crushing defeat.

Hazuki's expression was grim. She finally drew her longsword, her long hair whipping around her neck, and shouted, "Autumn Wind Falling Leaves Slash!"

The Green Wood Sword Technique, also at the lower level of the Profound Realm, was executed with the first move by a cultivator at the ninth level of the Spirit Martial Realm. Its sword aura was awe-inspiring, instantly overpowering the power of Ye Qing's attack...

Ye Qing remained expressionless and continued, "Two swords vying for the moon..."

An even more powerful sword aura spread across the arena, slashing mercilessly towards Hazuki.

A dark glint flashed in Hazuki's eyes. Did she think that mastering the second move would be enough to defeat her? How naive!

"Flowers fill the sky..."

This time, Ye Yue held back, unleashing her full power, unleashing a storm of sword shadows as she fiercely attacked Ye Qing.

Because her cultivation level was slightly lower, Ye Qing was blasted off the stage, spitting out a mouthful of blood...

Hazuki's lips curled into a disdainful smile. That's it? They think they can challenge her?

Ye Xicheng, standing on the high platform, frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "With the grand competition imminent, today's competition should be conducted with restraint only; no injuries are allowed."

Ye Yue was taken aback; Ye Xicheng's words clearly indicated his dissatisfaction with her.

The Third Elder disagreed, saying, "General, in such a competition, some bumps and scrapes are inevitable. How can we control that? In my opinion, the remaining matches should only proceed as long as no one is killed."

Ye Xicheng said unhappily, "The competition is just a few days away, and these ten people are supposed to fight for the Ye family. Now they are seriously injured and have delayed the competition. Can the Third Elder bear this responsibility?"

The Third Elder said, "General, what are you saying? Being defeated only means you are not skilled enough. Even if you go to the Grand Competition, it will be difficult for you to be selected..."

A smug glint flashed in Ye Yue's eyes on the arena. With her grandfather backing her up, Ye Wuxi could just wait and see...

Ye Wuxi watched this scene with a cold smile, and said to the person at the head of the table, "Father, Wuxi thinks the Third Elder is right..."

Ye Xicheng was somewhat puzzled, "This..."

He did this for his daughter's sake; Ye Hu and Ye Yue were both more powerful than Xi'er, and they might target Xi'er later on...

The Third Elder raised an eyebrow and smiled, "The young lady is indeed sensible."

Ye Wuxi smiled faintly, "As for the rest of the competition, we'll follow the Third Elder's advice: just spare their lives. As for the rest, how can we worry about so much in the heat of battle..."

Seeing her confident demeanor, Ye Xicheng and Chen Shuhui nodded and didn't object further.

The Third Elder chuckled, "What the young lady says is true. But we're all family. Tiger, Moon, the young lady's cultivation has only recently recovered, so please show some mercy."

A glint of light flashed in Ye Yue's eyes, and she bowed to Ye Hu, saying, "Yes, Grandpa."

In a short while, only three people remained on the arena.

Ye Wuxi said calmly, "Alright, enough talk. Which of you two will fight me first?"

Unlike Ye Yue, Ye Hu didn't go too far. He smiled and said, "Wu Xi, why don't you have a match with Sister Yue first?"

Ye Yue's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Little sister Wuxi, you might as well admit defeat yourself."

Ye Wuxi couldn't help but roll her eyes. Where did this confidence come from? Before her dantian was destroyed, she was already miles ahead of her, not to mention that her physique had mutated now...

"Hurry up, if you're not going to fight, get off..." Ye Wuxi said calmly.

Seeing that she was still unarmed, Ye Yue sneered, "What, you're planning to use only the Falling Flower Palm to deal with me too?"

Ye Wuxi said lazily, "Congratulations, you guessed right."

A flash of annoyance crossed Hazuki's face. "You... fine... swords speak no words, so don't blame me for being impolite."