"Ye Zihang."

"Ji Jiayu."

With He Yi's shout, everyone present focused on Ji Jiayu. As for Ye Zi...

"Ye Zihang!" He Yi shouted again.

"Where did Ye Zihang go?"

"I think he went to the bathroom."

"When I went to the bathroom just now, I heard a rumbling sound inside. It was so loud..."

"Don't mention it, the picture is too full!"

Just as everyone chatted for a few moments, they saw Ye Zihang running out in a sweat, covering his stomach as he ran, looking miserable.

"Ouch, ouch!" The rumbling of his stomach made his entire body tense.

"Sure enough, I had a bad stomach, hahaha..." someone couldn't help but laugh.

Hearing the laughter, Ye Zihang's face turned green. He ran to He Yi and said bitterly, "Grandma He, can I postpone my duel with Ji Jiayu for a moment? I..."

Before he could finish speaking, He Yi shook her head, "No, rules are rules."

Ye Zihang had no choice but to cover his stomach, bend down slightly, and walk onto the field, staring at Ji Jiayu.

Because of his stomachache, when Ye Zihang faced Ji Jiayu, he wasn't as nervous as before. He took a few deep breaths and forcibly suppressed the urge. After all, this was a battle that concerned his future, and he had to overcome it! He wanted to win!

"Let's go!" After completing the leaf terminal, he extended his right hand towards Ji Jiayu and bent all four fingers except his thumb.

Seeing beads of sweat dripping from Ye Zihang's forehead, Ji Jiayu, who had always appeared calm, suddenly spoke, "You go to the restroom to settle this first. I'll wait for you."

When Ye Zihang heard this, he turned to look at He Yi as if he had been granted amnesty. He Yi said, "There's no time or place limit for both sides of the duel."

As he spoke, He Yi also wanted to laugh a little.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zihang immediately shouted at Ji Jiayu, "Brother Yu, I, Ye Zihang, have already accepted this feeling. Wait... Ouch..." Before he could finish speaking, his expression suddenly changed. He covered his stomach and rushed to the restroom in the small building.

However, before entering the building, Ye Zihang stopped again, turned to look at Ji Jiayu, and asked with an ugly expression, "You're not going to sneak attack me while I'm using the restroom, are you?"

Ji Jiayu said, "If you're not talking nonsense, start fighting now."

"No, brother, I was wrong."

After saying that, Ye Zihang disappeared out the door.

This situation caused everyone to discuss it.

Ding Lu was extremely confused, and his heart was even more anxious. He had taken such a huge risk to trip Ye Zihang, so why didn't Ji Jiayu seize the opportunity?

Ji Jiayu certainly had his own ideas. He really wanted to win, but to him, such an unfair fight was fine even if he didn't win.

Fang Xing once taught him that rules and bottom lines are broken bit by bit, and that if you want to maintain your bottom line, you have to start with every little thing.

And recently, Ji Jiayu had learned a lot from observers, and they never looked solely at personal strength, but also considered all aspects of quality when scoring. Fairness and justice, justice, courage, hard work, and kindness—these were all valuable qualities.

In this way, everyone waited for half an hour before they saw Ye Hang, who had completely fainted, dragging his bulky body back.

Ye Hang had already been given half an hour, and He Yi was no longer merciful this time, and immediately shouted "start."

As soon as those words fell, Ye Zihang, who was still pale, lit up with divine power, his entire body dazzling. Then, like a rhinoceros, he kicked the ground hard. With a bang, dirt splashed, and his entire body rushed out, faster than when he fought Zhang Qi earlier, almost becoming a shadow. He instantly arrived in front of Ji Jiayu, raised his right fist high, and smashed it towards Ji Jiayu's face.

The wind hunted and screamed.

"Ah!" Seeing this scene, everyone exclaimed, and some even closed their eyes.

They originally thought that Ye Zihang, who had just resolved his physiological problems, would be weakened, but they never expected that Ye Zihang would still be so strong.

After two weeks of training, they had a full understanding of divine power. Divine power was a magical energy that could increase speed and strength.

Some people tried to hit a large tree with their fists imbued with divine power, and actually punched the large tree out of the hole in their fists; others tried to smash rocks with their fists, and easily crushed the rocks into powder while enduring the pain; Some people were in a rush while playing, and they fought with fists imbued with divine power, but they weren't injured or even felt much pain.

Later, they learned that only divine power could counter divine power.

It was precisely because of this that they judged that Ji Jiayu, who hadn't yet cultivated his divine power and had poor physical defense, was definitely no match for Ye Zihang.

Ye Zihang's punch would likely knock out Ji Jiayu's teeth and even break his face.

But the next second, something happened that shocked everyone.

Just as Ye Zihang's fist was about to land on Ji Jiayu's face, Ji Jiayu suddenly reached out and grabbed Ye Zihang's fist, as easily as grabbing a thrown tomato.

"Ah!" Ye Zihang cried out in pain.

What happened? Why can Ji Jiayu hold my fist? My speed is so fast, my punching power is so great, and Ji Jiayu himself is so weak!

"Huh?" Feng Ling exclaimed in shock at the window.

The other three bystanders were also suspicious, but only Xie Ting glanced at Yao Yi calmly. Although Yao Yi appeared calm, his heart was beating like a drum.

Something seemed off!

They were all Ming Zun-level powerhouses with rich combat experience. It was clear that Ye Zihang showed no mercy, and his fist contained the most divine power he could muster.

It was no exaggeration to say that he could blast through a stubborn rock with a single punch, but when this fist landed in Ji Jiayu's hands, it was as soft and weak as a feather.

Everyone was also shocked.

Immediately afterward, under their gazes, Ye Zihang smashed his left fist towards Ji Jiayu. This punch, too, was filled with divine power, and it was easily caught by Ji Jiayu.

Ji Jiayu pressed Ye Zihang's fist, Ye Hang's face turned red, and he immediately converted the divine power elsewhere in his body to his fist, and the strength of his fist increased again.

He even screamed, but his body couldn't move forward at all, "Impossible! That's impossible!" Ye Zihang shouted.

The scene was dead silent. Everyone knew it was incredible, but the fact wasn't going to change because of a word or two of his.

As Ye Zihang continued to infuse divine power into his fist, Ji Jiayu gradually felt a little pressure. After all, his punch wasn't as easy as it looked.

After a moment's thought, Ji Jiayu took advantage of Ye Zihang's momentum to rush forward, grab Ye Zihang's hand, and throw him to the right.

Ye Zihang weighed nearly two hundred pounds, but in Ji Jiayu's hands, he was like a pillow and easily thrown away.

"Boom!"

Ye Zihang was thrown onto the lawn and rolled several times before stopping, his entire body covered in weeds and dirt, and he was extremely embarrassed.

After being blinded for a few seconds, he finally got up from the ground, his face filled with fear. The fear of the orphanage and the fear of his past life made him stand up again, and he pounced on Ji Jiayu. He gathered divine power from his entire body into his fist, clenched his fist into a shadow, and raised his leg from time to time to kick out, making a sharp sound like a whip striking the air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

Ji Jiayu caught Ye Zihang's fist and kicked him repeatedly, gradually becoming less relaxed.

In the final analysis, Ji Jiayu was also using his divine power to resist Ye Hang's attacks, and his divine power was indeed not as strong as Ye Hang's, and the pressure gradually increased.

Watching the two people constantly swinging their fists on the field, everyone was stunned. They tried to imagine the scene of their battle with the two of them, and their faces couldn't help but turn pale.

The other boy who had been winning over Ji Jiayu and thought he was winning steadily also became worried at this moment.

"I said he would definitely surprise us." In front of the windowsill, Xie Ting said calmly, "Although his divine power isn't as strong as Ye Hang's, his physical fitness is much stronger than Ye Hang's."

"It's not just much stronger..." Feng Ling saw the divine power in Ye Zihang's fist very clearly. Half of it was offset by Ji Jiayu's divine power, and the other half was offset by Ji Jiayu's physical strength. Ji Jiayu seemed to possess divine power within his body.

"Are you sure that when you examined Ji Jiayu's body, he was in good condition?" Yao Yi finally couldn't calm down.

"Just like everyone else, completely normal," Luo Xuan said.

"Could it really be dual cultivation?" Feng Ling glanced at Yao Yi, as if she wanted an explanation.

"Impossible," Yao Yi said.

"I'm just suggesting," Feng Ling said.

"That's absolutely impossible." Yao Yi said, "Without the help of external forces, if you want to remove the sacred emblem's attachment, it would be unless someone was born with awakened spiritual power and possessed second sight."

"Born with awakened spiritual power, and this kind of deviation?" Meng Jiu was stunned.

"Yes, but very few." Xie Ting said, "Since the historical records of our Guangming Clan, only a little over a hundred people have been born with spiritual power, and one-tenth of that group eventually became gods."

"So, it's absolutely impossible." Yao Yi said, "The ancestral bloodline of humanity is very weak, and there aren't enough descendants born with awakened spiritual power. "

"There's an exception to everything," Xie Ting said.

"Now that you've said this, I think Ji Jiayu's previous performance was indeed very similar to having second sight." Luo Xuan said, "Do you remember? When he was in deep meditation, he could actually hear us talking."

"Of course I remember." Xie Ting looked at Yao Yi.

"It must have been an accident," Yao Yi said.

His words were somewhat tongue-in-cheek, so when he sensed the gazes of the other four observers, he added, "I prefer to believe that he realized shallow meditation at the time, but he didn't realize it."

"Whether he has second vision, won't we find out later?"

"Hehe." Xie Ting smiled.

After her laugh, the scene fell into a brief silence.

After a while, Feng Ling spoke up to break the awkward atmosphere and said, "Speaking of which, who do you think will win this duel now?"

"It's definitely Ye Zihang. Even if Ji Jiayu really does have second vision, I've cultivated a sacred path. He'll still lose."

Meng Jiu said, "Because he doesn't know how to use the power stored in his body."

"It's definitely Ye Zihang." Yao Yi also said, looking down at Ye Zihang, quite surprised. "As soon as he mentioned shallow meditation, he understood."

"Shallow meditation? So fast!" Luo Xuan looked down and couldn't help but be surprised. This session is truly full of talent!" Meng Jiu said.

As the six speculated and debated, the duel between Ji Jiayu and Ye Zihang gradually entered a heated stage. Under Ye Yehang's attacks, Ji Jiayu's divine power gradually began to drain, and Ye Yehang was trying his best to attack frantically. His own consumption was also extremely high, and both were about to "run out of fuel."

Once their divine power was completely exhausted, the two would compete purely on physical strength. In this case, the outcome would be unpredictable, after all, both of them were of the same age.

Everyone around was nervous to death. No one could have imagined that this fight would actually reach a stalemate. But they could also see that the duel was about to end.

However, in the next second, something baffled and shocked them all again.

Although the two were still fighting fiercely, the divine power that was loose in the air actually converged toward Ye Zihang, enveloping his body, and was then reverted by him to his fist. Immediately after, Ye Zihang swung his fist and smashed it towards Ji Jiayu.

Observing Ye Hang's condition closely, Ji Jiayu chuckled inwardly, feeling that something was amiss. At the same time, he was also very puzzled. Why did this happen?

"I didn't expect it!" Ye Zihang laughed heartily, "I just comprehended shallow meditation, and I can also absorb divine power in battle. Ji Jiayu, I'm not afraid of you, you know? You're definitely going to lose!"

Ye Zihang's last four words implied that there wasn't even three hundred taels of silver here, but the audience didn't care at all, instead they began to excitedly discuss shallow meditation.

At this moment, He Yi's voice rang out.

"There are three states of meditation. The first is deep meditation, where the practitioner must focus intensely on meditating on the appearance of the Sacred Emblem."

"The second is shallow meditation. After a period of meditation, the practitioner remembers the appearance of the Sacred Emblem and no longer needs to be so focused. In this state, cultivators continuously absorb divine power, and their body's endurance is greatly enhanced, which is also your next goal."

"He's constantly absorbing divine power. Is that so powerful?"

"Didn't Ji Jiayu lose? His divine power is about to run out!" Everyone was talking.

Ding Lu clenched his fists, even more nervous than on the field. But at this moment, the accident happened again.

The divine power lingering in the air also began to converge toward Ji Jiayu.