Myriad Realms Gatekeeper

Thunder Dance Electric Snake!

The scattering streaks of light buzzed, causing all the lights along their path to explode.

Shen Ye didn't stop his assault, battling fiercely with the invisible entity in the void.

His movements like flowing water, he dodged countless times.

His palms like thunder and lightning, unleashing resounding thunders one after another.

The onlooking crowd was already dumbfounded.

"A Yi, what is Shen Ye fighting with? Why can't I see his opponent?"

In the crowd, Guo Yunye—who had a bruised face—whispered.

"I don't know either," replied Zhang Xiaoyi cleverly. He looked left and right at the reactions of the surrounding people and lowered his voice, "Whatever it is, it must be something incredible."

"Why?" Guo Yunye couldn't help but ask.

"Just look at those scions of the noble families—they all look as if their parents are dead, then you know how formidable he is," said Zhang Xiaoyi.

On the other side.

Qian Rushan trembled uncontrollably, his voice rough:

"It's the Dharma Eye... He's already awakened the Dharma Eye..."

His tone was a mix of joy, disbelief, and immense loss.

Yu Sihai, who was beside him, stepped forward and patted his shoulder, seemingly trying to comfort him.

In the blink of an eye—

Instead of retreating, Shen Ye spun around and unleashed a sweeping kick.

Frost Bite!

The Black Snake, struck by the Thunder Light just before, was furious and snapped at Shen Ye's leg.

It bit at nothing.

—Shen Ye's figure, still in an attack stance, quickly turned into a shadowy blur like flowing water, fading away completely.

Movement technique, Flowing Moon!

"Looking for me?" Shen Ye said.

His real body appeared next to the Black Snake, his leg charged with power, delivering a flying kick.

A layer of white, foggy chill was entwining around his leg.

This was the true Frost Bite!

Thump.

The Black Snake was sent flying, crossing the entire banquet hall, and landing far away in the palace's outer plaza.

Seizing the moment, Shen Ye looked towards the young man in white.

The man in white stared at Shen Ye intently, disbelievingly:

"You can see?"

Shen Ye charged, his hands wrapped in Thunder Light, and shouted, "You propose a face-to-face challenge but use a hidden poisonous snake—there's nothing to discuss with a treacherous villain like you, die!"

The young man in white finally confirmed that his opponent could see the snake, and his face turned pale.

But the battle had already begun, how could it be abandoned midway?

He steeled himself, pulled out a staff, and swung it with a fierce whoosh, shouting:

"I'm ranked fourth, what are you?"

The two abruptly clashed, and exchanged dozens of moves in an instant.

The young man in white grew increasingly terrified as they fought—

This guy, whether it was his reaction speed or his various techniques, was not inferior to himself in any way!

At that moment, Shen Ye swung out another Thunder Shock Palm, colliding with the young man in white.

Boom!

The thunder roared angrily!

The young man in white stumbled back several steps, his wrist numb, almost losing his grip on the staff.

"Have you returned?"

He called out loudly.

Shen Ye quickly realized what was happening.

This guy, too, couldn't see the poisonous snake.

—It seemed that the poisonous snake was a gift from his family meant to aid him in battle, but he himself did not possess the Dharma Eye!

Considering that—

Was it only because of the snake that he was ranked fourth among the newcomers?

This was completely unfair.

But that's how the world is.

Shen Ye stepped back twice, kicking the approaching Black Snake away once again.

"You've left yourself wide open—you're finished!"

The young man in white seized the opportunity and swung his staff with all his might toward Shen Ye's chest.

Shen Ye indeed could not dodge in time.

But he had no intention of dodging.

A faint white light materialized into tiny floating text:

"You have allocated all Attribute Points to Strength."

"Current Strength: 4.3+10=14.3."

A Strength of 14.3.

Let's say that 1 point of Strength is equivalent to an adult male.

Strength as a Basic Attribute is not just about pure Brute Force; it refers to the power of a living individual's limbs and body, the strength of their internal organs, the resilience of their Extraordinary Meridians, and their body's Explosive Power, which together are known as an individual's 'Strength.'

An Excellent junior high student at graduation can reach a Strength of more than 1, and getting into a good high school won't be a problem.

To get into one of the Three Great High Schools, your Strength must be 5.

This is the requirement of the Human Martial Arts Group.

This standard represents the most outstanding ones among the chosen few—

Scions of the Noble Family.

If a Normal student can achieve this number without the cultivation of a noble family, it signifies their Excellent potential.

However—

Shen Ye's Strength had reached 14.3.

The staff came at him.

He just stood there unmoved, allowing it to sweep solidly across his chest.

"Hit! Hahaha, how many ribs are broken? Or have you pierced your lungs? Dare to be arrogant in front of me now?"

The young man in white laughed wildly.

But Shen Ye just stood still.

He had already grabbed the staff, pulling it sharply back toward him.

The young man in white had not anticipated this outcome at all.

As a child of a great family, protected by the Poisonous Snake Spirit, unbeatable with his staff techniques among his peers—

—who would have thought that the opponent was completely unharmed and had even grabbed the staff?

Before everyone's eyes, it happened in a blur.

The young man in white was yanked over by Shen Ye, who grabbed his collar.

"You—"

He roared angrily, abandoning the staff, and began punching Shen Ye with all his might.

However, Shen Ye merely tilted slightly to the side, protecting his vitals, as the blows rained down upon him.

Thump.

Thump, thump, thump.

Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump.

It seemed as if Shen Ye was getting hit continuously, but—

His body bore no injuries.

The punches landing on his shoulders, chest, ribs, waist, hips, and legs felt like hitting a wall, producing no effect whatsoever.

Shen Ye just gripped the young man in white's collar.

The collar was already torn to shreds.

As the youth in the white shirt struggled, his clothing also began to tear into strips.

The youth in the white shirt became increasingly frantic, ceaselessly struggling, but no matter what, he couldn't break free from Shen Ye's grasp.

And Shen Ye just looked at him with a face full of mockery.

Finally, the youth in the white shirt couldn't bear it any longer and roared, "What are you looking at?"

A line of small characters suddenly appeared in front of Shen Ye:

"Special conditions activated, your Northeastern Divine Fist gets a boost in this special scenario, advancing to green (Excellent) quality."

Shen Ye grinned.

So this was how the Northeast Fist was used.

He grabbed the other's head and struck with a powerful punch.

Crack.

The youth in the white shirt trembled all over from the blow.

Looking again, his face was covered in blood, his front teeth broken, spitting out blood and froth.

Shen Ye cocked his head to look at him and mocked,

"What about staring at you?"

Another line of small characters suddenly appeared:

"Double special conditions activated, your Northeastern Divine Fist gets a further boost in this special scenario, advancing to blue (Fine Quality) quality."

It can even be like this!

Shen Ye was eager to try and wanted to punch again immediately.

Suddenly.

A shadowy figure with a sharp and terrifying intent whistled toward him.

Shen Ye immediately dodged to the side.

The Black Snake had come back!

It exuded a continuous black light all over its body as if it started to release all its power for battle.

A thought crossed Shen Ye's mind, so he simply used the youth in the white shirt as a post, weaving back and forth to avoid the furious Black Snake.

In doing so, the Black Snake found itself in an awkward position.

Admittedly, if it didn't care about the youth in the white shirt and attacked both people together, it could indeed hit Shen Ye.

But it couldn't disregard him.

This resulted in an incredibly comical scene—

Shen Ye walked around the youth in the white shirt, successfully dodging the Black Snake's dozens of full-strength attacks.

"Don't underestimate me!"

The youth in the white shirt regained his senses and fought back with all his might.

Shen Ye didn't indulge him at all and with a shout of "What about staring at you!" he maintained the Fist Technique's power at the blue grade, casually colliding with the opponent's staff, easily neutralizing the blows!

At this stage, who had the upper hand was crystal clear to everyone.

The scale of victory began to tilt.

Whoosh—

Shen Ye swung a punch, deforming the face of the youth in the white shirt.

That punch was vicious!

The youth in the white shirt's head shook, he staggered a few steps, still wanting to fight back, but he was already drained.

"Don't you dare surrender now, it would be so boring."

Shen Ye said.

He stepped forward in small strides, and unleashed a series of combination punches.

The youth in the white shirt was beaten until his body convulsed, blood spurting continuously from his mouth.

Fortunately, the Black Snake finally seized the opportunity and lunged forward.

Boom!

Thunder Palm!

Shen Ye punched the youth in the white shirt flying, then stepped forward, spinning with a sweeping Frost Bite, knocking the Black Snake flying away once again.

Seizing this perfect opportunity—

He grabbed the youth in the white shirt's neck.

Crack!

With the startling sound, like a gavel strike, the youth in the white shirt received a fierce slap from Shen Ye.

"Without that snake, you're nothing."

Shen Ye said gently.

The youth in the white shirt seemed to have wanted to pull something out just a moment ago.

But before that slap, he was hit so hard that all his strength dissipated.

Shen Ye held him up and turned his head to the void, saying,

"Move again, and I'll twist his head off."

The Black Snake halted in the void, stopping its rapid charge.

It looked at Shen Ye blankly, then at the youth in the white shirt, not knowing what to do.

Shen Ye smiled slightly.

A beast is a beast; it had already revealed its hand.

—It couldn't let the youth in the white shirt die.

Shen Ye locked eyes with the Black Snake and gently warned,

"Don't move, if you do, he dies."

"I swear."

Giggling—

The neck of the youth in the white shirt made a noise as it was pinched.

After a moment of hesitation, the Black Snake simply curled up into a coil, keeping a distance of about a dozen meters away, just watching Shen Ye from afar.

It seemed to be using its actions to tell Shen Ye,

—Don't kill him.

Shen Ye laughed softly.

At that moment, he finally turned his gaze to the youth in the white shirt in his hand.

"Name?" he asked.

"You're not worthy—"

Shen Ye slapped him again.

The youth in the white shirt's cheeks swelled up on both sides, resembling a pig's head, and he no longer had his previous dashing and elegant appearance.

"See that? You can't even beat me, yet you dare to challenge Xiao Mengyu?"

Shen Ye's voice spread throughout the entire banquet hall.

Xiao Mengyu watched him without even blinking, one hand clutching the hilt of her sword so tightly that her hand went white.

He's talking to the void!

Dharma Eye.

It must be the Dharma Eye...

He had actually awakened the Dharma Eye!

No wonder he didn't let me fight; because I simply can't see that spiritual object, going into battle would definitely put me at a disadvantage!

Shen Ye lifted up the youth in the white shirt high, and said,

"I asked your name so you could give your last words, but since you don't appreciate it, it really doesn't matter to me."

The youth in the white shirt met his eyes and an ominous feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

—Although the other party was smiling, his pupils were full of murderous intent!

He will definitely kill me.

For sure!

"—Help! Someone save me! He's going to kill me!"

Overwhelmed by boundless terror, the youth in the white shirt could no longer hold back and let out a piercing scream.

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