I Am Supreme

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Hong Changtian glared furiously and said in a voice thick with hatred, "Yun Yang, to cut others some slack is to give yourself the leeway in time of need. I advise you not to push things too far."

"Push things too far?" Yun Yang said coldly. "I only know that this is the rule, and I can't go beyond the rules. Residence of Nine Supremes' goal has never been to stay at the bottom of the sects with the Celestial Luck Banners."

"What does your goal have anything to do with us?" Hong Changtian bellowed angrily.

Yun Yang's face turned friendly as he smiled and said, "Have Sect Leader Hong become a fool after losing to us? Or are you pretending to be a fool? Let me just make it clear. The rules say that if we wish to keep on challenging, we need to win all five matches, so we have to fight five matches. If you don't want to fight anymore, you can admit defeat now. We need the record of five straight wins!"

Hong Changtian said darkly, "Admit defeat? That is absolutely impossible!"

"If you refuse to admit defeat, fight us then! There's nothing else to talk about." Yun Yang laughed.

Hong Changtian's eyes shot with blood. He turned around, only to see all the disciples in his sect looking dejected and despondent. Their eyes were dull and their spirits seemed to have completely gone with the defeat of the previous three matches.

Were they still his disciples? They looked more like a group of dead men who had lost their minds and souls!

They were in a state of utter stupefaction!

Hong Changtian ground his teeth and then said in a deep voice, "Residence of Nine Supremes insists on fighting the remaining matches. Who wants to defeat their disciples?"

The disciples looked at each other, and no one volunteered for a long time.

"Yue Qingfeng!" Hong Changtian could wait no longer and called out a name.

Yue Qingfeng was the lead disciple of Cangwu Union, who was also the recognized number one expert among all the other disciples.

In the crowd, a comely youth with a pale face raised his head and said blankly, "We've lost our Celestial Luck Banner…What's the point of fighting or winning this match?

"If I may ask, Sect Leader, what's the point for me to fight this match?" With tears coursing down his cheeks, he went on, "Am I fighting for the honor of our sect, for the preservation of the Celestial Luck Banner, or simply to stop Residence of Nine Supremes from winning all the matches?"

Hong Changtian flew into a rage. "We, as warriors, must always advance regardless of the obstacles. We can never back off from any battles, not to mention that the enemy is throwing the challenge at our faces! Are the disciples of Cangwu Union lacking the courage and determination to face their foes?"

Yue Qingfeng's face was covered with tears as he straightened his body and said, "It is futile to fight this match. I would rather give up and let Residence of Nine Supremes have the chance to challenge a higher position! It had always been my dream to raise our sect's position, but too bad that I didn't have the chance to fulfill it even after years of hard work.

"Since Residence of Nine Supremes has such an ambition, I have no desire to kill it off with my sword.

"Now, my dream is almost impossible to achieve, so I hope that someone can win this honor!"

Before his voice had died away, he leaped out from the crowd and stood in the arena. "I am Yue Qingfeng, and I represent Cangwu Union in the match of disciples!"

Immediately after that, he straightened his body and cried out, "I admit defeat!"

After saying that, he threw his head back and burst into laughter. "My long-cherished wish was to fight in the match of disciples as the representative of my fellow disciples once for the promotion of Cangwu Union in this venue. However, I didn't expect that when I finally stood here, it was only to admit defeat! But no matter what, I want to die here at least one time!"

His tears flowed, and he choked with sobs. Then, he lifted his sword and dragged its sharp blade across his throat all of a sudden.

A head flew up into the air, spinning rapidly.

Yue Qingfeng had put all his strength into this cut. His head flew hundreds of feet straight into the sky and only fell back after dozens of breaths. And when it touched down, the mouth opened and bit hard into the ground!

At this point, the head finally stopped moving, but such a sight was extremely tragic to behold.

Everyone was shocked.

Looking at the headless body that remained standing in the arena, all the disciples of Cangwu Union were stupefied, their faces pale as sheets.

Huo Yunfeng sighed. "None of the seniors in Cangwu Union is as praiseworthy as this disciple…What a pity!"

A light flashed.

Yue Qingfeng was resurrected, but he stood there for a long time. With a final wild laugh, he finally walked toward his junior brothers. When he got within the crowd, he bowed his head and spoke not a word as tears coursed down his cheeks.

"The match of formations!"

Hong Changtian was boiling with rage. "Cangwu Union will fight with all our might! We can never let Residence of Nine Supremes get what they want!"

"The odds of us winning the match of formations are even slimmer," Gao Danyun said with a long sigh. "We'd better admit defeat. Let's go, Changtian! Stop humiliating ourselves here! If others can snatch the honor from us, we can do the same in the future. There's no point to keep on clinging to it now."

After saying that, he bellowed, "Cangwu Union admits defeat! We give up fighting the match of formations!"

On the high stand…

Huo Yunfeng said, "Cangwu Union lost two more matches and Residence of Nine Supremes has won all five matches!" In a cold voice, he then added, "Cangwu Union, you all can leave now."

Suddenly, Yue Qingfeng stood up and said loudly, "May I have the permission from Your Honorable to be a spectator and witness how far can the Residence of Nine Supremes go?"

"What happens after this concerns only the sects with Celestial Luck Banners," Huo Yunfeng said coldly. "Your sect has lost the Celestial Luck Banner, and that means you have no right to stay here. Mere ants do not have the right to watch the battles between the experts over the clouds!"

He flicked his sleeve. "Go now!"

Hong Changtian bowed his head and led his disciples away. When they had gone far away, Yue Qingfeng still stood in place, staring wistfully at the flat arena.

"Qingfeng!" Hong Changtian turned around and growled.

As Yue Qingfeng closed his eyes, two drops of tear fell to the ground. After that, he turned and strode away without looking back. Even when he walked past his fellow disciples, he did not stop or even glance at them, but went straight into the distance.

Huo Yunfeng's loud cry rang out from the high stand, "You have won the Celestial Luck Banner, and the celestial luck is now with you. People of the Residence of Nine Supremes, please be seated!"

What he meant was Residence of Nine Supremes could now ascend to the empty high stand that once belonged to Cangwu Union.

Yun Yang waved a hand and said lightly, "The seats need to be cleaned."

As if answering to his call, a stream of water appeared out of nowhere and quickly cleaned all the seats.

"Let's go!

"To our temporary seats, which are by no means the place we will stay for long!"

The disciples were extremely excited as they followed their respective masters in high spirits and full of pride. The eyes of Shi Wuchen and his fellow brothers turned red as they stared at the empty high stand.

'We finally got the Celestial Luck Banner!'