Best Young Master

The old teacher from the Immortal Academy is named Gui Moyuan, who was a demon-level genius when he was young. It was extremely difficult to defeat him in the same realm, even for geniuses from various domains.

For the first time, Ye Fan lasted only three minutes before failing, not much different from others.

However, the second time he persisted for an hour, this achievement shocked everyone, causing a massive sensation!

"Who exactly is this Ye kid? How could he progress so quickly, it’s only been two days!"

"Who knows! This kid’s physique is extraordinary, he managed to reach the center of this ancient battlefield, just three steps behind Zhou Zhaolong and Qi Tianlin, definitely a demon-level talent."

Some geniuses unaware of Ye Fan’s background were discussing, stunned by his performance this time, especially knowing none of them could last an hour against the old teacher Gui Moyuan, yet Ye Fan did.

"Brother Zhao Long, I have an ominous feeling. This Ye kid might pass the test before us and enter the academy. Should we still target him?"

In the deserted ancient battlefield, Li Tianfeng spoke to Zhou Zhaolong beside him with a worried expression.

"What to fear? He is merely an ant at the Holy Embryo Realm, and being older, likely has little potential left. Even if he enters the academy before us, I’ll make sure he pays."

Zhou Zhaolong said gloomily, crushing a skull in his hand, "How can I let the death of my brother Qing Zi go unavenged! I’ll definitely avenge him!"

"What’s your plan, what do you need me to do?"

Li Tianfeng nodded, his eyes also flashing a vicious light.

"For now, do nothing; last time, probing him cost us a little. Now with the academy elders present, if he finds out, we might not even get into the Immortal Academy. Act cautiously." Zhou Zhaolong said with calculated foresight.

"That’s all we can do now, really unsatisfied, having to let him live a few more days." Li Tianfeng clenched his fist tightly, as if he had already captured Ye Fan in his hand.

"For now, set aside this Ye kid, fully prepare to pass the test; only by passing can we enter the Immortal Academy smoothly and deal with him, there will be plenty of chances in the future."

"Brother Zhao Long, do you think he can pass this test?" Li Tianfeng asked.

"Certainly, from today’s performance, even if he can’t break the six-time record, entering the academy poses no problem; we must strive hard." Zhou Zhaolong nodded.

Ye Fan naturally did not know, not yet entering the Immortal Academy, he was already targeted, his future academy life destined not to be calm.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged at the center of the ancient battlefield, surrounded by golden sands, dotted with some eerie white bones.

The momentum of heaven and earth only affects cultivators, having no pressure on these dead objects; Ye Fan’s clothes were soaked with sweat, sticking uncomfortably to his body.

Since successfully cultivating, Ye Fan hadn’t felt sweat for a long time; his body was immune to cold and heat unless encountering Beihai profound ice or Nine Yang Separation Fire, such extreme cold or heat, otherwise it wouldn’t affect him.

However—

Today, he was drenched in sweat!

This all was caused by the pressing power of heaven and earth, Ye Fan had to mobilize all his strength to resist this pressure.

In this environment, even without cultivation, Ye Fan’s bodily functions operated madly, his physique slowly transforming.

While honing his body, Ye Fan also digested the gains and losses from the previous battle, the scenes replaying slowly in his mind, clearly discerning each of Gui Moyuan’s moves, even his traces of exertion.

In such a scenario, Ye Fan gradually grasped where he lost in this battle.

Indeed it was speed; not that he wasn’t fast enough, but too fast, as ancient sayings go, in martial arts, strength is unbreakable, speed is invincible.

This saying led Ye Fan astray, believing that sufficient speed would defeat opponents.

However, reality proved otherwise; he lost due to his excessive speed, so fast that he couldn’t stop in time, leading to this test failure.

"Why did speed instead lead to defeat?"

Ye Fan pondered deeply, his eyes nearly void, with no perception of surroundings, wholly devoted to breaking the flaw.

If there exists a method, there must be a countermethod, Gui Moyuan precisely defeated him using his speed, but abandoning speed would be more passive, wouldn’t it?

Is there a compromise, maintaining Chasing Star Step’s speed while not giving opponents opportunities?

This was the question Ye Fan considered.

He methodically reviewed all martial arts he learned, trying to find a way to solve the current predicament.

Regarding bodily strength and power, Ye Fan felt no inferior to late-stage Divine Realm Gui Moyuan; in speed, he held an edge; in actual combat power, he possessed Domineering Fist and Emperor’s Fist, including Thunderclap Treasure Skill.

Domineering Fist crafted by Tyrant in Earth’s ancient times, though incomparable to Thunderclap Treasure Skill and Emperor’s Fist, was still a straightforward domineering martial arts technique, paired with Thunderclap Treasure Skill, also exerting tremendous power.

Reasonably speaking, Ye Fan believed he lacked nothing compared to same-realm Gui Moyuan, yet inexplicably lost in actual battle.

Especially the first time, he showed no strength before losing, heightening his reverence for the Immortal Academy.

This indeed was a Holy Land in cultivators’ eyes, if able to further study in this academy, substantial transformation would be sure.

This ancient battlefield wasn’t eternally calm; occasionally winds would pass through.

Just as Ye Fan was troubled by his inability to find a way to break the technique, a sudden gust of wind blew, with the sound of pine waves outside.

The wind was blocked by the distant mountains and swirled back, forming a huge whirlwind, sweeping everything on the ground into the air, like a giant dragon of yellow sand, unstoppable by anything in its path.

Huh?

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly had a moment of enlightenment, his eyes fixated on the whirlwind, forming a Tai Chi diagram in his mind!

From Wuji comes Tai Chi, Tai Chi gives birth to the two principles, yin and yang embrace each other, becoming one.

At the beginning of heaven and earth, there was chaos, and the splitting of chaos was termed yin and yang, with yin containing yang and yang containing yin, complementing each other, which is Tai Chi!

The essential principle of Tai Chi is to use slow to overcome fast, softness to overcome hardness, combining softness and hardness, balancing fast and slow.

Ye Fan had previously learned the essence of Tai Chi Boxing, so he was naturally familiar with it. At this moment, observing the whirlwind and gaining enlightenment, he finally understood how to defeat the enemy.

Too fast won’t work, too slow won’t work either, so only the secret technique of Tai Chi can break Gui Moyuan’s realm, this is the true method to break through.

Of course, Ye Fan did not plan to use Tai Chi Boxing to confront the enemy, but instead understood the true intent of Tai Chi, and with this understanding, any martial arts technique could embody Tai Chi.

Having this insight, Ye Fan immediately became excited, but did not act recklessly to take the assessment. Instead, he practiced repeatedly in his sea of consciousness.

At his level, he no longer needed to practice moves physically. As long as he perfected them in his sea of consciousness, he could naturally execute them in battle.

Balancing fast and slow, Ye Fan meticulously deduced his moves, finally confirming them. After practicing hundreds or thousands of times in his sea of consciousness, it almost became an instinct.

When Ye Fan opened his eyes again, seven days had already passed. Many people had taken the assessment four or five times; some had even taken it seven times, still suffering miserable defeats at the hands of Gui Moyuan, unable to pass.

Even Qi Tianlin and Zhou Zhaolong had taken the assessment four times, yet each time ended in failure, which was quite a blow to them.

Fortunately, Gui Moyuan had mentioned earlier that in nearly a thousand years, even the most demon-level geniuses had taken the assessment six times before passing, so their failure was normal.

After understanding this, Ye Fan decided to give it a try. Whether he could pass or not, he wanted to verify the results of his realizations over the past few days.

"That guy named Ye is going to take the assessment again. Let’s see this time how long he can last!"

Hearing that Ye Fan decided to take the assessment again, many young geniuses didn’t even care about their cultivation and rushed to watch the battle.

Firstly, they wanted to see with their own eyes if Ye Fan could truly last for an hour based on his own strength. Secondly, they hoped to find some patterns or flaws in Gui Moyuan’s techniques to use in future assessments.

Soon, almost everyone knew about this. Before Ye Fan himself arrived at the battle platform, a crowd had already gathered.

Shi Ye and Hu Fei also got the news and came to cheer for Ye Fan.

Although they didn’t believe at all that Ye Fan could pass the assessment this time, as friends, they still wanted to come by and show some support.

Bai Yan wolf was practically inseparable from Ye Fan during this time. In such a place, it didn’t dare to act alone for fear of trouble if targeted.

"Brother Ye Fan, after this assessment, whether you pass or not, we have to drink a cup either way. If you pass, it’s a celebratory drink; if not, it’s a consoling drink!" Hu Fei said, holding a wine gourd that even with the plug in could emit a faint aroma of wine.

"How about you guys? Have you gained any insights?"

Having not been with them for a while, Ye Fan naturally inquired upon meeting them.

"Cough... don’t mention it. I’ve been tortured terribly!" Hu Fei complained, filled with grievances.

"Even though that old fellow’s realm is the same as mine and doesn’t use more strength, I lose inexplicably every time. I’ve already lost six times; looks like breaking the record is out of the question for me. Only looking at you now."

"I’m about the same, lost five times, feeling the same as Hu Fei mentioned before, thinking I could win but ending up losing inexplicably." Shi Ye scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"He’s here, let’s see how he manages to last an hour!"

As soon as the three of them arrived near the battle platform, someone immediately noticed Ye Fan, causing a commotion.

Swish!

The next moment, everyone’s gaze unanimously fell on him.

Clap!

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Fan stepped onto the battle platform, standing face to face with the elder teacher Gui Moyuan!

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