Hearing Jiang Biyao's words, Liu Tiancheng frowned and looked at Ye Yun slightly displeased: "Boy, are you sure you're not kidding?"
Ye Yun did not answer, but still walked towards the auction table with a calm expression.
Everyone looked at Ye Yun with disdain.
It was as if he had already seen the scene where he fell to his knees under the pressure of the divine sword.
When Ye Yun was ten meters away from the Divine Sword, Jiang Biyao immediately asserted:
"As soon as he enters ten meters, he will immediately be forced to kneel down by the pressure..."
However, before he finished speaking, he stopped abruptly.
Because Ye Yun had already entered the ten-meter range of the Divine Sword, with a calm expression on his face.
There was no difficulty in his expression, not even the slightest change.
It's like there is no oppression at all.
"What's going on? Is that terrifying coercion gone?"
"How can a mere first-level Zhenwu withstand that terrifying pressure? What on earth is going on?"
Many True Martial Realm warriors present looked in disbelief.
Because their cultivation levels are much higher than Ye Yun.
But even they themselves cannot stand within ten meters of the divine sword.
But Ye Yun could do it, and even looked calm.
This simply crushed their self-esteem under their feet.
In fact, when he entered the ten-meter range of the divine sword, Ye Yun was instantly enveloped by that terrifying pressure.
However, that coercion did not show any rejection towards him, but instead made him very close to Ye Yun.
Just like a baby swallow returning to its nest.
Soon, Jiang Biyao continued to mock: "We just entered the ten-meter range and took one step. What's so big about this?"
"The closer you get to the Divine Sword, the more powerful the pressure will be. He must be pretending to be fat now."
"If he dares to take another step forward, he will definitely fall..."
Before Jiang Biyao finished speaking, he stopped abruptly again.
Because Ye Yun still took a step towards the divine sword with a relaxed expression.
There was still no change in his face.
If it is true that Ye Yun is trying to make a fool of himself as he said, then what is it now?
Obviously, what Jiang Biyao just said was a slap in the face.
Everyone looked at Ye Yun in shock.
He was silent for a long time, unable to say a word.
Even the expressions on the faces of Sima Yu and Liu Tiancheng became a little subtle.
Liu Tiancheng was looking at Ye Yun expectantly at this moment, and all his previous dissatisfaction and doubts disappeared at this moment.
As for Sima Yu, looking at Ye Yun's performance, he looked very interested.
Vaguely, there was even some expectation.
Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Ye Yun took another step towards the divine sword.
Everyone's breathing suddenly stopped.
The young man in front of him took three steps towards the divine sword without any expression on his face and did not fall down.
You know, even Li Yifan, who is at the third level of Zhenwu, cannot finish these three steps with an expressionless expression like Ye Yun.
However, the next scene was even more surprising to everyone.
Ye Yun actually took another step forward.
But, this is not over yet!
Before everyone could recover, Ye Yun took another step forward.
At this moment, he was less than five meters away from the divine sword.
The pressure is much stronger than at the beginning.
But even so, Ye Yun still did not fall.
Everyone involuntarily took a breath of cold air.
However, Ye Yun kept going and took another step forward.
Step six! Four meters!
Everyone's eyes widened with disbelief.
Jiang Biyao's eyes widened with anger, almost going crazy, and said in disbelief: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"There is absolutely no way he can take the seventh step! If he can take the seventh step, I will..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Yun took another step forward.
Step seven! Three meters!
At that moment, Jiang Biyao took a step back like a gambler who lost all his money and looked at the auction table blankly.
Even a warrior at the fifth level of true martial arts would find it difficult to achieve this level.
Not only him, but also Liu Tiancheng and Sima Yu had expressions of disbelief.
At this moment, Ye Yun suddenly stopped.
Then, he turned around, raised his head, and looked at the second floor with disdain.
That look was like a superior god mocking the ants who tried to speculate on him.
There are no words.
It was just an understatement, but it was like a hard slap on Jiang Biyao's face.
His mean face turned red instantly.
Jiang Biyao couldn't accept this fact at all.
Because he himself immediately knelt down when he entered the ten-meter range of the divine sword.
As for Xiao Yan, although he could walk three meters away, it was impossible for him to do so easily as Ye Yun.
But Ye Yun, who was only at the first level of Zhenwu, took seven steps in a row with a relaxed expression and walked into the three-meter range of the divine sword.
How could he accept this?
However, she never imagined that this was just the beginning!
Withdrawing his gaze, Ye Yun turned around and walked forward again.
Step eight! Two meters!
Jiang Biyao was stunned.
Everything that happened before her eyes gave her a strong sense of unreality.
Step nine! The divine sword is close at hand!
No one knew what words they should say to express the shock in their hearts.
but!
The most terrifying thing is that Ye Yun's expression is still as calm as water.
There was no pause in his progress.
Step ten! last step!
Ye Yun took one step forward and came to the divine sword.
At that moment, his figure stood like a majestic mountain.
Time has lost its meaning at this moment.
Everything seemed to be frozen.
The entire scene was filled with dead silence.
Everyone felt their eyes were dim and their faces were burning with pain.
It was as if someone had blindfolded their eyes and slapped them hard.
The young man's back in front of them was so dazzling that they almost fainted.
"Can anyone tell me that this is not true!? He really walked in front of the Excalibur?"
"This is something that even Li Yifan and Yan Shuangying can't do. How did he, a true martial artist at the first level, do it?"
"I can't believe it, what the hell is going on! Am I dreaming?"
While everyone was silently amazed, Ye Yun had already stretched out his right hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword.
Seeing Ye Yun's actions, Jiang Biyao calmed down instantly.
A trace of cruelty flashed through his eyes filled with hatred.
She remembered that Xiao Yan told her that an elder in the sect had a divine sword.
But it is a pity that no one can control the divine sword so far.
Even the leader of Tianjian Sect has tried it. But the result is the same, the divine sword cannot be unsheathed.
There are also many geniuses in the True Martial Realm who can withstand the pressure of the Divine Sword and get close to it.
