Volume Two – The Map of the Nine Provinces Revealed, Entering the Spirit Ruins Chapter 107: Victory in a Single Move

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Lu Jie scrutinized Chen Yu coldly, yet dared not be careless, even though Chen Yu had only just stepped into the One Yuan One Meridian realm.

“I don’t know what makes you think you can defeat me,” Lu Jie said icily. “But I will make sure you remember today’s lesson well: even if you’re overconfident, you must gauge your true strength.”

“Go ahead,” Chen Yu replied calmly, not even drawing his sword.

This made Lu Jie even more cautious, fearing a trick.

Outside the arena, more and more disciples gathered around.

“Isn’t that Junior Brother Chen?” Xiao Gu and the others recognized him as soon as they arrived.

“Really? Didn’t he die in that Ghostly Tomb?” Ding Mu asked in surprise.

“No! I heard from Junior Brother Xue and the others that Chen left earlier than us and wasn’t involved,” Xiao Gu explained.

“Has he already broken through to the One Yuan realm? Such rapid cultivation,” Wu Yue remarked in amazement.

“Yes, really fast. His talent is indeed exceptional,” Xiao Gu and Deng E sighed helplessly. They hadn’t expected Chen Yu to catch up with them so quickly.

“But his opponent is Senior Brother Lu Jie. This fight won’t be simple,” Wu Yue shook her head, not optimistic about Chen Yu’s chances, even though his performance in the Ghostly Tomb had been remarkable.

“Indeed, Senior Brother Lu Jie cultivates at One Yuan Two Meridians and is close to unlocking a third. A newcomer like Chen Yu probably stands no chance,” Yuan Shan also shared her opinion.

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“Senior Brother Zhao, look at that disciple,” Wang Ji pointed at Chen Yu, speaking to Zhao Ying nearby.

Though it had been over two years since they last met, Zhao Ying immediately recognized Chen Yu and asked, “Is that him?”

“Hmm? That person seems to be the one you led to Ling Ru back then, Senior Brother Zhao,” Li Qing also identified him.

Zhao Ying nodded, unable to conceal his inner shock. How had it only been such a short time, yet Chen Yu had already reached the One Yuan realm? What had he experienced in these years?

“Shall we go see?” Wang Ji grew interested and told Zhao Ying about Chen Yu’s appearance in the Ghostly Tomb, which further piqued Zhao Ying’s curiosity.

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“Senior Sister, look, it’s Junior Brother Chen Yu,” Chu Qian pointed toward Chen Yu.

“One Yuan One Meridian realm, such rapid progress,” Xia Zhen exclaimed in surprise. She felt that Chen Yu seemed to improve every time she saw him.

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Chu Shu gazed intently, his face full of excitement, whispering, “One Yuan One Meridian already? So fast. I wonder how much stronger you’ve become?”

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Other disciples whispered and pointed at Chen Yu’s appearance. Since Chen Yu rarely participated in sect activities, many did not know him, and few were even aware of his existence.

On the arena, Chen Yu remained indifferent, calmly watching Lu Jie. His composure only made Lu Jie more nervous, as if a heavy boulder pressed down on his shoulders.

Lu Jie gritted his teeth, his expression grave, realizing he could no longer prolong this. Otherwise, he would be overwhelmed by Chen Yu’s aura and lose without a fight.

In his heart, he thought bitterly: No matter what schemes you have, they’re just paper tigers in the face of true strength.

“Fight!” Lu Jie growled, swiftly thrusting his sword toward Chen Yu’s heart.

The strike was rapid, channeling nearly all his power.

Chen Yu raised an eyebrow and calmly said, “Good!”

He could feel the will and determination behind Lu Jie’s sword. Yet Chen Yu showed no panic. His aura surged, golden flowers blossomed, concentrating at his fingertips.

“Bloom in an instant,” Chen Yu struck out with a finger, clashing against Lu Jie’s sword blade.

Lu Jie’s expression changed repeatedly. His sword could not even injure Chen Yu’s fingertip.

“How is this possible? My cultivation should be higher. Could he be hiding his true strength?”

The disciples watching from below shared the same disbelief.

“No... It can’t be! He blocked Lu Jie’s sword energy with just a finger?”

“Bloom in an instant? The Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Technique, right?”

Wang Ji and the others couldn’t sit still, eyes wide. “So powerful?”

“He concentrated all his Daoist power into that single finger. Such precise control.”

“Haha... truly impressive,” Chu Shu shouted excitedly.

Chu Qian covered her mouth in surprise.

“Good...” Xue Ren and the others cheered excitedly.

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On the platform, Lu Jie was not only shocked but furious. He shouted, “Open—”

A powerful surge of magic energy erupted, making his sword energy even fiercer. Chen Yu sighed helplessly, aware his cultivation was still a little low. He lightly tapped his toe and quickly retreated, avoiding Lu Jie’s fierce strike.

Though pushed back, Lu Jie felt no joy. His palm gripping the sword was drenched in sweat, showing the immense pressure he bore.

But for the sake of the Meridian Breakthrough Pill, he would not allow himself to fail. Lu Jie let out a long roar and launched another assault: “Five Elements Transforming Rain Sword.”

Sword energy pierced like rain. Chen Yu continued dodging, showing no intent to counterattack.

Lu Jie grew angry, roaring, “Do you only know how to dodge? How long do you plan to drag this fight out?”

Chen Yu did not get angry. He evaded the rain-like sword energy swiftly, observing Lu Jie’s style, not rushing to strike back.

“You bastard...” Lu Jie howled in rage, producing two Wind Borrowing Talismans. Wild winds howled, sword energy grew fiercer. Chen Yu was cornered with nowhere to escape.

Chen Yu shook his head calmly, “Since that’s the case, then let’s end this.”

His hand slowly reached for his longsword, and at that moment, his aura shifted, becoming sharp and ruthless. Lu Jie’s sword energy, never reaching Chen Yu’s body, was already weakened considerably. Eventually, it fell like rain upon Chen Yu.

“Summon wind and rain, Wind and Rain Sword.” Chen Yu slashed out, his blade gleaming fiercely, tearing through Lu Jie’s sword energy.

“Impossible?” Lu Jie cried out in disbelief. But before he could react, Chen Yu’s Wind and Rain Sword struck him and sent him flying.

Chen Yu’s strike was precise—only knocking Lu Jie out of the arena without injuring him.

At that moment, the crowd fell silent. No one expected such a result: Lu Jie, a One Yuan Two Meridian cultivator, defeated with a single sword strike.

“Thank you for the match.”

As Chen Yu spoke, the crowd finally erupted into deafening cheers.

“Senior Brother Chen... amazing...” Xue Ren and the others shouted excitedly.

Lu Jie was stunned and dazed, not even noticing Chen Yu’s departure.