Chapter 911: The Competition Begins

Chapter 911: Chapter 911: The Competition Begins

Although Xue Zhao’s eyelids quivered slightly, she then sank into stillness, as if falling into an even deeper sleep.

Ye Qingchen’s brows were tightly knitted, his heart filled with anxiety.

He reached out and gently tapped Xue Zhao’s forehead, calling her name: "Xue Zhao, wake up, Xue Zhao..."

But Xue Zhao still didn’t give any response, continuing to lie there quietly, as if that slight tremor just now had only been Ye Qingchen’s imagination.

Ye Qingchen couldn’t help feeling puzzled. This shouldn’t be happening. There was no longer anything abnormal in Xue Zhao’s body, so why couldn’t she wake up?

Outside the door.

Qi Tian paced back and forth anxiously, glancing into the room from time to time.

His face was full of worry and unease, his eyes flickering with urgent concern.

After a long time, there was still no movement inside.

"What’s wrong with Miss? Why isn’t she waking up?" Qi Tian muttered to himself, his voice carrying a faint tremor.

Qi Sheng stood to the side, though he did not speak.

But from his tightly furrowed brow and uneasy gaze, it was clear he was also deeply worried. He kept his eyes fixed on the doorway, as if hoping some good news would come through it.

"Don’t be too anxious. Ye Qingchen will definitely think of something."

Qi Sheng murmured a reassurance, though even he wasn’t very sure how much he believed his own words.

Hearing Qi Sheng’s words, Qi Tian forced himself to nod, but he still couldn’t help repeatedly peeking into the room.

Just as Ye Qingchen was puzzling over why Xue Zhao still hadn’t woken, he suddenly felt the surrounding Energy start to surge wildly, as though drawn by some invisible force.

The Spiritual Energy in the air began to gather toward Xue Zhao at an astonishing speed, as if tugged by some powerful gravity, forming an Energy vortex.

This vortex whirled around Xue Zhao, spinning faster and faster, growing ever stronger, gradually forming a mighty field of force.

Ye Qingchen’s heart jolted; before he could figure out what was happening—

He hurriedly stepped back a few paces, keeping a certain distance so as not to interfere with Xue Zhao.

The Energy Fluctuation in the room grew more and more intense; the floor trembled faintly, as if the entire room were shaking under the impact of that tremendous Energy.

A faint halo slowly formed around Xue Zhao’s body, and as the Energy gathered, that halo grew brighter and brighter, radiating dazzling light like a small sun.

Ye Qingchen stared at Xue Zhao, tense and focused. The surging Energy was becoming more and more violent; he could practically feel the force of its impact.

The air around them seemed to grow thin, even breathing became difficult, but he still stayed by her side, not taking a single step away.

Suddenly, Xue Zhao’s body shuddered lightly, and the next instant, a powerful aura burst out from within her, like a Volcano that had slumbered for ages finally erupting. In a flash, the entire room was filled with that aura.

Feeling the oppressive pressure of that formidable aura, Ye Qingchen involuntarily retreated a few steps, surprise and delight appearing on his face.

"Xue Zhao is about to break through!"

His heart surged with excitement, and he finally understood why Xue Zhao had taken so long to awaken.

It turned out she was undergoing a major breakthrough within her body—this was a crucial moment.

Outside the room, Qi Tian and Qi Sheng also sensed that intense Energy Fluctuation.

Qi Tian saw the scene inside and the anxiety on his face turned into shock and exhilaration. "Miss is going to break through!" he couldn’t help shouting, his tone brimming with joyful relief.

Qi Sheng’s expression softened into a gratified smile. He nodded, and he too felt genuinely happy for Xue Zhao.

"Yes, it looks like Miss really is about to break through."

Ye Qingchen quickly walked to the doorway.

"You two, get farther away at once. The Energy from Xue Zhao’s breakthrough this time is enormous; it might even trigger an upheaval between heaven and earth."

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On the other side

The tournament grounds were packed with people, the crowd holding its breath, waiting for the matches to begin.

The Family Head sat upright atop the high platform, his dignified gaze sweeping across everyone below.

He rose slowly, lifted the Token in his hand, and announced in a sonorous voice, "The first round of the Xue Family Saint Position election, power contest, begins now!"

His voice was loud and authoritative, instantly echoing across the entire plaza. The clamour below gradually quieted, and all eyes focused on the arena platform.

The Family Head continued, "In the first round, Xue Wei will face Xue Feng. Both contestants, please take the stage!"

As the Family Head’s words fell, Xue Wei and Xue Feng slowly walked toward the arena from opposite sides.

Xue Wei wore a blue robe edged with gold, his whole person exuding an air of confidence and pride.

Every step he took was steady and forceful, his gaze brimming with absolute self-assurance, as if this match were merely another routine victory for him.

In contrast, Xue Feng appeared calm and composed. He was clad in a simple gray battle robe, his expression resolute, his eyes sharp as torches.

He walked up onto the platform step by step, each footfall firm and powerful, as if every stride were helping him accumulate strength.

His own strength might not match Xue Wei’s, but he would definitely not give up this opportunity easily.

The two of them took their positions on opposite sides of the arena, standing face to face.

A trace of mockery curled on Xue Wei’s lips. He looked at Xue Feng and said in a low voice, "Xue Feng, you really don’t know your own limits. Do you really think that with that little bit of strength you have, you’re fit to fight me?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Xue Feng was utterly indifferent to Xue Wei’s ridicule. He replied coolly, "We’ll see soon enough whose strength is what."

Seeing that both sides were ready, the Family Head spoke in a ringing voice: "Begin the match!"

With the Family Head’s order, the match officially started. Xue Wei launched the first attack; his figure flashed like lightning, vanishing from where he had stood and in the next instant appearing in front of Xue Feng.

Xue Wei’s fist wind howled, driving straight toward Xue Feng’s chest.

Xue Feng reacted swiftly, twisting his body to the side to evade Xue Wei’s punch, while at the same time slapping a palm toward Xue Wei’s shoulder.

Xue Wei refused to be outdone. With a nimble turn of his body, he slipped past Xue Feng’s strike, then swung a returning palm at Xue Feng’s ribs.

In an instant, the two of them fell into a fierce exchange.

Xue Wei’s attacks were sharp and swift, every punch and every palm carrying the ferocity of thunder.

His speed was incredible, his figure flickering all over the stage like a hunting leopard, seeking every possible opening for an attack.

His fist wind roared, his Palm Force like blades, the air ringing with slicing sounds that revealed the depth of his Inner Strength and his astounding offensive power.

Xue Feng, on the other hand, appeared steady and seasoned. His moves weren’t as rapid as Xue Wei’s, but every technique was solid and forceful.

He calmly watched Xue Wei’s every motion, searching for openings in his opponent’s attacks.

His defense was tight; his figure flowed around the stage, each dodge and counterstrike executed with uncanny precision.

Their battle was as violent as a sudden storm, air currents churning on the platform, dust billowing into the air.

Xue Wei drove a straight punch at Xue Feng’s face. Xue Feng quickly turned aside, avoiding the lethal blow, and countered with a palm strike aimed at Xue Wei’s waist.

Xue Wei quickly retreated, using the momentum to spin his body, and kicked at Xue Feng’s lower body. Xue Feng flipped through the air, deftly avoiding Xue Wei’s strike, then followed up with a palm aimed at Xue Wei’s back.

Xue Wei spun, avoiding Xue Feng’s Palm Force, then brought his fists together and suddenly thrust out a powerful surge of Inner Strength.

Feeling that overwhelming force, Xue Feng rapidly gathered his Inner Strength, pressing his palms together to forcibly meet Xue Wei’s attack head-on.

The two surges of mighty Inner Strength collided in midair, detonating a fierce wave of pressure that made the surrounding air buzz.

The spectators below the stage watched without blinking, completely captivated by the two men’s spectacular clash.

Some praised Xue Wei’s ruthless offensive, while others admired Xue Feng’s steady defense.

Their fight drew a chorus of cheers and applause from the crowd below; the entire plaza was filled with a fervent, electrifying atmosphere.