"There used to be rumors that Ninety-Ninefold Purefire was powerful, but very few people could actually cultivate it to the peak," said Yang Ming.
"Ninety-Ninefold Purefire?" The patriarchs and the young men seemed to have heard of it, but had never actually seen anyone cultivate Ninety-Ninefold Purefire to a truly powerful level.
As they spoke, the situation in the arena shifted. Both fighters were battling fiercely—Linus Fenn’s Divine Wind Spear struck like a raging hurricane, as if it could tear Terry Yang apart.
At this moment, Terry Yang was struggling to dodge everywhere, evading the Divine Wind Spear. He barely had any time to unleash his flames to counter Linus Fenn.
Linus Fenn laughed, "You don’t even have time to attack—how are you supposed to fight me?"
Terry Yang was furious—he truly had no opportunity to attack Linus Fenn, while Linus’s spear strikes could still fly at Terry, instantly summoning hurricanes.
This passive position left Terry Yang extremely frustrated. In his anger, he activated his Emperor’s Barrier Domain, instantly filling it with flames. "A barrier? Then let me show you mine too." Linus Fenn sneered, and his own barrier appeared, filled with tearing hurricanes.
The two barrier domains clashed—flames had no effect on wind, but wind could pierce through fire and close in on Terry Yang. He struggled to defend himself, his clothes already torn to shreds.
In the end, a faint light appeared, protecting Terry Yang.
"Patriarch Yang, I didn’t expect you’d give him that light shield—it must have cost you quite some time," Patriarch Fenn mocked.
"It did cost quite a bit—I spent a thousand years to craft that shield. But it lost its effect quickly," said Ming Yang, helplessly. Back then, Terry Yang was the Yang Clan’s only genius, so Ming pinned all his hopes on Terry, afraid something would happen to him. Naturally, he gave Terry a personally-empowered shield that would automatically appear in a crisis, but it couldn’t last long.
Evan Yang saw it too and thought to himself: with the power back then, it wouldn’t have been enough to wipe out Terry Yang.
At this moment, Terry Yang was in a tragic state—the shield was gradually weakening. Finally, with a loud boom, the shield exploded, the barrier domain shattered, and Terry was sent flying. But Linus Fenn didn’t come out unscathed either; his hand trembled, his clothes were torn, and a residual wind shield protected him from further harm.
The crowd outside was stunned—they hadn’t expected Terry Yang to self-detonate his barrier domain at the end. Even though it hurt Linus Fenn a little, it didn’t do any real damage.
"Linus Fenn of the Fenn Family is victorious," Elder Lu announced.
Terry Yang’s parents rushed out to check on him, relieved that he was only injured and not seriously hurt. But since he’d been blasted out of the arena, it counted as a forfeit.
"Damn it," Terry Yang groaned, struggling to get up.
"As long as you’re okay." His mother had been terrified—this was her only son, and she couldn’t bear for anything to happen to him.
His father took a deep breath—he didn’t want his son to be ruined here. But Terry was deeply frustrated, having lost so badly.
Evan Yang hadn’t expected it either, but he knew Linus Fenn’s strength this time mainly came from his Emperor’s Barrier Domain and Divine Wind Spear, which forced Terry Yang into such a desperate move.
"Looks like the Divine Wind Spear of the Fenn Family really is formidable," Patriarch Lynn said with a smile.
Ming Yang replied, "It certainly is."
"Don’t get discouraged, Patriarch Yang. You still have that impressive Evan Yang, who’s about to face Quinn Lynn. By the way, Patriarch Lynn, Quinn isn’t simple, is he?" Patriarch Fenn said with a laugh after Linus Fenn’s victory.
Patriarch Lynn smiled, "He’s only at sixth-tier Emperor, and his artifact isn’t as powerful as Linus Fenn’s. I don’t think Evan Yang will lose so easily."
Ming Yang knew it was meant as sarcasm, but he wasn’t in the mood to listen. He focused on the match, which had already begun.
Evan Yang and Quinn Lynn stood facing each other.
Quinn Lynn smiled, "Evan Yang, I’ve long heard you’re incredible—even able to challenge above your rank. Today, I want to see if you’re truly that strong."
"Didn’t we already test that a month ago?" Evan Yang replied with a smile.
"That was just a test of aura. Now I won’t compare aura with you—I don’t believe your other abilities are just as impressive," Quinn Lynn sneered.
"Talk is cheap—let’s begin," Evan Yang said.