Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor-Chapter 504, aren’t you a man?

Boom!

With a stomp from Xuan Haoran, everyone heard a thunderous sound and felt the ground beneath their feet tremble, as if the earth itself was shaking.

Especially for Ling Wan and Ye Shimei, standing at the center of the square, their figures suddenly shot up, and within moments, an area nearly a hundred zhang around them rose from the ground, forming a colossal combat platform.

It seems that the Xuanyue Empire has managed Baiyue City for many years, and the city is filled with many secret mechanisms unknown to the public; the rising of the combat platform on the square must be one of them.

"This place is a combat platform, where life and death are permitted above. Only those who fall off or actively surrender shall be deemed losers. The battle now officially begins!"

After activating the mechanism, Xuan Haoran stepped back, while Meng Liyang repeated the rules of the platform fight, confirming the speculations in everyone’s minds.

It appears that the pinnacle battles of various Sects and the Royal Family all follow these rules; once on the platform, it’s a fight to the death unless one concedes before falling victim to the opponent, otherwise one might well lose their life.

"Little brother, sister advises you to admit defeat, otherwise if we start fighting, sister here will not be merciful!"

Above the platform, facing the Mid Stage of Meridian Union Realm youngster, Ye Shimei smiled enchantingly. The words spoken made many spectators frown – how could there be such a person in the world?

"Sister? Aren’t you a man? Could I have seen wrong?"

However, just as most people began to feel repulsed, a doubtful voice echoed above the platform. At that question, inside and outside the entire square fell eerily silent.

Being naive, Ling Wan was unaware of Ye Shimei’s background, so his question was genuine – he found it bizarre for a flamboyantly dressed man to call himself "sister".

But these talents from the great Empires, who hasn’t heard of the infamous Ye Shimei? This Young Master Flying Flower of the Flying Flower Empire has been raised as a girl since birth; perhaps, over the years, he has forgotten he is of male gender.

The normal Cultivators of the Hidden Dragon Continent certainly loathe Ye Shimei’s affectation, but due to his strength and the formidable backing of the Flying Flower Empire, no one has ever dared to point out this fact to his face.

Who would have thought that at the conclusive battle of the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference, under the eyes of thousands, these facts would be bluntly exposed by an apparently simple-minded youngster? Everyone was full of anticipation for what would happen next.

However, everyone knew that with Ling Wan’s words, Ye Shimei was definitely provoked, and it wouldn’t be surprising if he developed a murderous intent, as this was touching upon Ye Shimei’s Achilles’ heel.

"You ignorant brat, today I will let you see whether sister is a man or a woman!"

Ye Shimei’s voice became somewhat shrill, and the logic in his speech left the observers dumbfounded; killing Ling Wan wouldn’t prove you’re a woman, would it?

"So strange!"

Hearing Ye Shimei’s angry voice, the confusion on Ling Wan’s face deepened. Clearly a man, yet insisting on being called ’sister’, his simple mind couldn’t understand it.

But the next moment, Ling Wan had no time to ponder further, because Ye Shimei, whose voice had just fallen, had approached incredibly fast; in almost an instant, he was less than a few feet away from Ling Wan.

"How can this guy be so fast!"

Seeing Ye Shimei’s speed, not just the crowd was startled, but the face of Thunderwind Empire’s Second Prince, Du Ruofeng, turned pale.

It wasn’t until this moment that Du Ruofeng realized the one aspect he prized most - speed - was not only inferior to Yun Xiao but also to Young Master Flying Flower of the Flying Flower Empire.

Even Yun Xiao frowned at this moment, for the speed was nearly comparable to his own. It seemed that the Hidden Dragon Continent indeed had hidden talents, only at a grand event like the Hidden Dragon Conference would these supreme geniuses truly display their skills.

"Since your eyes can’t distinguish clearly, then you might as well lose them!"

On the platform, a slightly sharp voice travelled out, and without looking, the crowd knew it was from Ye Shimei, who still seemed troubled by Ling Wan’s previous words.

Ling Wan, approached by Ye Shimei, only saw a glint of cold light towards his right eye, startling him and causing him to kick off the ground and swiftly retreat backward.

At this time, not only Ling Wan but also Yun Xiao and others below could clearly see a sharp Silver Needle, exuding a cold glint, in Ye Shimei’s hand.

The adage "the shorter the weapon, the greater the danger" proved true; the short Silver Needle, combined with Ye Shimei’s ghostly speed, was indeed hard to defend against.

It must be said that it was remarkable for Ling Wan to react and retreat in that split second. However, the spectators weren’t too optimistic about him; after all, aside from his "beauty," Ye Shimei’s prowess was not to be underestimated.

"Hmph, quicker than me?"

Another cold snort issued from Ye Shimei’s lips, and just as Ling Wan took a step back, Ye Shimei was close behind like a shadow, his Silver Needle’s tip always within a foot’s range from Ling Wan’s right eye.

Moreover, as one pursued and the other fled, the distance between the Silver Needle and Ling Wan’s right eye continued to shrink, a scene causing onlookers’ hearts to pound with fear because any change from either side could very well mean the end for that eye.

"Nowhere left to run!"

Some with a sharp wit had realized the fact that the fighting platform, rising in the center of the arena, spanned less than a hundred paces across. With such speed, how long could retreat be sustained?

In just a moment, Ling Wan’s back was scarcely more than a yard away from the edge of the platform. To the bystanders, the best decision for preserving his eye seemed to be to simply step down from the platform, but such a move would undoubtedly signify the end of his participation in the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference.

Such an outcome was decidedly not what Ling Wan desired. At this critical juncture, the only thought in his mind was that he must not lose!

Under Ye Shimei’s relentless pressure, Ling Wan finally seized an opportunity at the last moment. With a turn of his body, surprisingly, he presented his back straight towards the Young Master Flying Flower.

"Is he going to use that move again?"

Seeing Ling Wan’s action, Yun Xiao hadn’t spoken, whereas Liu Hanyi and Mo Qing exclaimed in unison, their expressions growing somewhat strange.

For they had witnessed Ling Wan employ some simplistic techniques before, one of Yun Xiao’s unique moves, which had captivated everyone’s attention more than once, because that move was truly an eye-catcher.

"Pfft..."

As expected, amidst the strange glances of Liu Hanyi and Mo Qing, the turned-body Ling Wan suddenly let out an odd sound between his buttocks, and then a seemingly tangible and intangible gas burst forth, spraying directly onto Ye Shimei, who was extremely close, even drenching his face and head.

"Did that guy... just fart?!"

Whenever anyone witnessed for the first time this peculiar fart attack utilizing Mixed Element Qi from Ling Wan, it would invariably lead to widespread astonishment. Only at this moment, the number of astounded people was exceptionally high.

Inside and outside the arena, tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on the plump boy. Was this still the solemn final showdown of the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference? How could a move like farting appear here?

Moreover, everyone experiences farting as just a way to expel waste gases from the body, its attacking nature being at most limited to its disagreeable odor.

From such a distance, onlookers seemed to sense that barnyard scent, yet what they did not know was that Ling Wan’s expulsion was no ordinary fart, but a formidable Mixed Element Qi—one without any foul smell and carrying an attack power a million times stronger than an ordinary fart.

"That must have driven the Young Master Flying Flower mad, right?"

Those who knew Ye Shimei and the likes of Shen Wannian wore even stranger expressions. They were aware that the Young Master Flying Flower, donning feminine garb, must surely cherish cleanliness, and his fastidiousness, said to border on madness, was even more obsessive than some women’s.

However, just as people’s thoughts began to rise, they witnessed an unbelievable scene. Ye Shimei, as if hit by a powerful punch, was sent flying backward a dozen yards by the impact, finally catching himself with a stance.

The expected violent fury didn’t ensue; instead, a look of gravity appeared on Ye Shimei’s face. As the affected party, he clearly understood that Ling Wan’s latest attack was not mere flatulence, but a formidable and unconventional assault.

Faced with such force, even a Late Stage Meridian Union Realm cultivator like Ye Shimei couldn’t withstand it and was blasted back more than ten yards, which attests to the greatness of the strength.

Ye Shimei, a person with a penchant for cleanliness, was certainly enraged in his heart, yet he valued the outcome of the Countries Hidden Dragon Conference even more. Now that he realized Ling Wan possessed such powerful tactics, he knew he could not afford to underestimate him.

Whoosh...

However, as Ye Shimei was regaining control over his disrupted Meridian Qi, a massive shadow loomed towards him with furious pressure, catching him completely off guard.

Without understanding what it was, Ye Shimei dared not face it head-on, retreating yet another dozen yards; only then did he see that it was a gigantic sphere and his bewilderment deepened.

"What is that?"

Many spectators, who had been focused on Ye Shimei just before, also failed to notice when exactly that large sphere had appeared.

"It’s that chubby kid, Ling Wan, who transformed!"

Yet for those curious souls among the crowd, the answer came quickly: the sphere on the platform was a meatball, and everyone was utterly bewildered—how could a normal human body even morph into such a bizarre shape?

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