noffsinger Chapter 50 A Clash of Geniuses
Chapter 50 A Clash of Geniuses
Han Yi slowly opened his eyes and immediately felt several gazes shooting towards him.
Looking up, he saw Mingyue and Huixin staring at him intently, as if he were looking at a rare and precious object. Their gazes made Han Yi feel extremely uncomfortable.
The warm sunlight shone on them, but this warmth could not suppress the shock in their hearts. The shock was like a huge rock being thrown into a calm lake, causing a huge wave to surge up.
"Junior brother, you're a monster!" Huixin broke the silence first, shouting at the top of her lungs. Her eyes were wide like copper bells, and her mouth was so wide open that it looked like she could fit an egg in it. "The spiritual energy you absorbed in one night is almost as much as I do in a year! Look at yourself, there's not a trace of spiritual energy left on Qingluan Peak. You've sucked it all dry!"
Mingyue rolled her eyes at him from the side. Seeing Han Yi being spoken to like that, she immediately stepped forward, put her hands on her hips, and shouted at Huixin, "What are you yelling about! It's just a little bit of spiritual energy. What's the big deal? In ten days or half a month, it will be back."
When Mingyue gets protective of her own, she's absolutely uncompromising, just like a mother hen protecting her chicks. Her eyes are incredibly firm, as if she's taunting Huixin, meaning, "If you dare say another bad word about Han Yi, I'll never forgive you."
Huixin was not about to accept this. She stiffened her neck and retorted, "Senior sister, you can't be so biased. Didn't you hear that Master couldn't stand it anymore?"
As she spoke, she stared at Han Yi incredulously, wishing she could disassemble him to see what his body was made of and how he could be so awesome.
"Senior brother, could you please stop looking at me like I'm a monster?" Han Yi scratched his head, forcing an awkward smile, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
“You think it’s just the two of us who think this way about you? Look over there!” Huixin pointed to Han Yi’s side.
Han Yi turned his head and saw three more figures.
Xuan Song and Jing Xu were leaning against a huge rock, their eyes fixed on this side.
The most conspicuous one was Qingfeng, the senior brother who was usually arrogant. He stood there proudly, his sword humming and making a constant sword cry, as if he had encountered something terrifying that made him tremble with fear.
Han Yi's heart skipped a beat, a sense of crisis surged into his heart, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.
"Junior brother, it's not that I'm being nosy!" Huixin said seriously, her eyes full of curiosity, her two small eyes fixed on Han Yi, "How many spiritual apertures did you break through in this one night?"
Hui Xin had a plan in mind. Judging from how much his master usually doted on Han Yi, he figured that Han Yi's first attempt at opening up his spiritual apertures would require him to open at least thirty-six apertures and establish a grand circulation.
When he first broke through his spiritual apertures, he opened forty-nine in one go. However, judging from Han Yi's terrifying absorption ability, he must have opened more spiritual apertures than him. He was waiting for Han Yi to announce the number so that he would have a better idea of what was going on.
Huixin's question piqued the interest of Qingfeng and the other two. They were also wondering what kind of person their master's most precious junior brother was, and whether he was worth such careful cultivation. They all wanted to hear the answer.
"Not many! I've only opened 108 spiritual apertures, and I can't open any more." Han Yi scratched his head, a little embarrassed, remembering Hui Xin's advice to open as many apertures as possible.
"How much?" Huixin thought she had misheard, her voice trembling slightly, and asked again.
"One hundred and eight!" Han Yi's words were like a bombshell exploding in everyone's ears.
"You deserve to die! You're a beast, you're infuriating!"
Huixin didn't care about her image anymore and started cursing. Her face was filled with shock and jealousy. She kept shaking her head, as if she could shake away this unbelievable thing.
You should know that Huixin and the other six are geniuses among geniuses. With their current strength, none of them have opened more than eighty spiritual apertures.
Who would have thought that this junior brother, who was originally thought to be the weakest, would actually open up 108 spiritual apertures overnight? This is no joke! He had never heard of anyone breaking through 108 spiritual apertures, let alone opening so many on the first try.
Qingfeng, who had been calm, showed a change in expression when he heard that Han Yi had broken through 108 spiritual apertures. A strong fighting spirit suddenly burst out from his body.
From that moment on, he had a new thought in his mind: he must one day have a fair and square competition with this junior brother who was even more monstrous than himself, and see who was superior.
Han Yi also keenly sensed the fighting spirit emanating from Qingfeng. His current body, after cultivation, was far more sensitive than before, so how could he not feel Qingfeng's energy?
The two stared at each other across the distance, their eyes blazing with tension, neither willing to back down, their fighting spirit palpable.
"What, Senior Brother Qingfeng, are you planning to attack Junior Brother again?"
Upon seeing this, Mingyue frowned slightly and asked a question indifferently. She had already stood next to Han Yi and was tightly gripping his arm. Her meaning was clear: if you want to mess with Han Yi, you'll have to get past her first.
"Junior sister, you don't need to be so nervous. He's not worth my time right now!"
Qingfeng glanced at Mingyue, his tone still carrying a hint of contempt, but compared to when he first met Han Yi, it had lost some of its purity. It was clear that he was now somewhat wary of Han Yi.
"If Senior Brother doesn't need to make a move, that would be good!"
Mingyue only said the first half of her sentence, remaining silent on the second half. However, everyone present understood what she meant: "Wait until Han Yi becomes powerful, then you'll be in for a world of hurt."
Mingyue's eyes were very firm; she believed from the bottom of her heart that Han Yi would one day be able to surpass Qingfeng.
"Hmph! I admit that your innate spiritual root and physique are more monstrous than mine, but you are not worthy of my action yet."
Qingfeng held his head high, his face arrogant and his eyes full of disdain, looking at Han Yi as if he were a nobody.
"You can't be arrogant for long. I'll beat you sooner or later!"
Han Yi didn't hold back either. He glared at her and retorted without any politeness. His unwillingness to admit defeat was like a small flame that was burning brightly.
"I'm waiting for you to defeat me!" Qingfeng stared at Han Yi, said this, turned around, and flew away. His back looked quite dashing, but in Han Yi's eyes, he was just a traitor who liked to act cool.
Han Yi curled his lip, cursing inwardly, "Hmph, so what if he started early? What's he acting all high and mighty? Let me cultivate for a while longer, and who knows who will get beaten up!"
Huixin stood to the side, watching the "contest" between the two clearly. Her expression was very complicated. She was shocked by Han Yi's amazing potential, but also a little intimidated by Qingfeng's strength.
He scratched his head, sighed helplessly, and said with a wry smile, "You two are both so talented, how are we senior brothers and sisters supposed to survive?"
Mingyue stayed close to Han Yi, as if declaring to everyone that she and Han Yi were on the same side.
She looked at Han Yi with gentle yet firm eyes and said softly, "Yu Ji, I believe you can do it."
The air around them seemed to freeze, the tension was so intense that it was hard to breathe. Everyone was wondering how far this junior brother, who had just emerged and shown amazing talent, would go.
The inevitable showdown between Qingfeng and Han Yi has everyone itching to see it for themselves.
Seeing Qingfeng leave, Xuansong and Jingxu exchanged a glance, lost their desire to stay any longer, and quickly left as well.
Just then, Huixin let out a loud "Aow!" The sound exploded in the air like thunder: "Oh no! My spirit garden!"