Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

Seeing Mingxinjing's punch with such momentum, Lin Ye couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

But that's all.

Immediately afterwards, everyone saw Lin Ye neither dodge nor flinch, and in the blink of an eye, he grasped the fist that Mingxinjing was swinging at him.

No one expected that the two combatants would start a direct physical confrontation in such a short time.

The hearts of everyone who came into view tightened involuntarily, as if only the retreat of one of them could ease the tension.

After Lin Ye blocked his fist attack, Ming Xin Jing's eyes showed a momentary change of emotion.

This punch wasn't his full-force punch, but it was definitely not weak. Even if a martial arts master could withstand it, they wouldn't be able to catch it with such composure.

In the instant their internal energies clashed, he immediately realized that this was a stronger person whose level was even higher than those martial arts masters from before.

But when this understanding formed in Ming Xinjing's mind, he did not have any intention of backing down.

Instead, a long-lost competitive spirit has rekindled.

Lin Ye was very close to Ming Xinjing at this moment, so he naturally did not miss the overwhelming fighting spirit in the other's eyes, which was like a raging fire.

That suited him perfectly.

If the other party is afraid of him, then there is no need for him to continue to fight.

The tense scene in everyone's eyes did not last long. After all, there were differences in cultivation levels, and those who could only compete in terms of the strength of their true energy would not gain an advantage in the Mingxinjing realm.

Therefore, the one who retreated first was the Mirror of Clear Mind.

However, Mingxinjing's retreat was not embarrassing; in fact, it could be described as clever.

As he retreated, he swung his palm towards Lin Ye's feet. The wind from his palm was like willow catkins, seemingly soft and gentle, but it exploded with a surprising sound when it landed.

The soldiers who had just fought against Mingxinjing couldn't help but feel a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex feeling of mixed emotions, including regret and sympathy). If they had encountered such a blow, they would have been seriously injured if not killed.

At the same time, watching Lin Ye nimbly dodge, they had completely forgotten their initial idea that "Mingxin Jing would defeat the last opponent".

Immediately afterwards, everyone felt a dazzling display of skill before their eyes. The back-and-forth exchanges between Lin Ye and Ming Xin Jing were something they could no longer keep up with at a glance.

During their "difficult" observation, they discovered something even more alarming.

"I lost to the Mirror of Mind's move just now. I didn't expect that the masked man could also use this move."

One of the soldiers couldn't help but whisper.

"No, it seems a little different from the Mirror of Enlightenment, it seems..."

At this point, someone couldn't help but chime in: "It's even more ingenious than the move Mingxinjing used."

"..."

Mingxinjing himself naturally noticed this and couldn't help but be secretly shocked: this man not only learned his moves in just a few hours, but also made improvements.

As a result, he became even more defiant and came up with more tricks.

However, these moves were all rendered useless by Lin Ye's extraordinary comprehension and golden finger.

Lin Ye only needs to watch it a few times to understand its essence and then apply it in other situations.

Of course, Lin Ye had his own purpose in doing this.

On the one hand, it was to personally test the power of the Mind-Clearing Mirror.

On the other hand, it also meant to offer some guidance, since he was a martial arts talent who would be of great use in the future, and any progress the other party could make would be entirely beneficial to him.

Of course, the most important thing is that he just wanted to find someone to test how far the "Breath Concealment Technique" could conceal one's breath.

After thinking it over, Lin Ye moved with his mind, and in a flash in front of Mingxin Mirror, he disappeared like the wind before Mingxin Mirror's eyes.

When one's martial arts cultivation reaches the level of the Mind-Clearing Realm, one will naturally not look around and leave any openings when the opponent is nowhere to be seen.

But to Mingxinjing's surprise, he couldn't sense Lin Ye's presence at all.

Mingxinjing couldn't help but furrow his brows.

The others present were also martial artists, and they subconsciously used their aura to locate Lin Ye when he disappeared.

After arriving at the same conclusion as Mingxinjing, he finally understood why the other party's expression suddenly changed.

Lin Ye stood in mid-air, looking at the expressions of everyone below, a slight smile playing on his lips behind his mask.

This is indeed a good technique!

When everyone sensed Lin Ye's presence again, Lin Ye had already appeared before them and removed his mask.

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Whether they knew Lin Ye's identity or not, everyone knelt down to pay homage.

His shouts were as loud as a bell.

Lin Ye stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping across the room, his voice carried by the wind to the ears of everyone present: "From today onwards, you twenty-eight people will be captains of the Divine Martial Army, and will be codenamed as the Twenty-Eight Constellations according to the order of today's competition."

Of the twenty-eight people, all except Mingxinjing, who remained expressionless, wore expressions of joy.

Finally, they replied in unison, "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."

Then Lin Ye's gaze swept over Zhao Fei and Wu Qing, and he said in a deep voice, "Commander Zhao and Commander Wu, the Divine Martial Army has just been established, so you two need to put in extra effort during this period."

Zhao Fei: "Your subject obeys."

Wu Qing: "Your subject obeys."

After Lin Ye and Zhao Fei left, everyone surrounded Wu Qing.

"Commander Wu, His Majesty's martial arts are truly extraordinary. I wonder when His Majesty will be able to spar with us again?"

The young man standing next to the speaker couldn't help but roll his eyes and said, "With your martial arts skills, you think you can compete with His Majesty? You'd better beat me first."

Upon hearing this, Wu Qing raised an eyebrow and said in a gruff voice, "What kind of status does His Majesty have? It's already a great honor for you all to be able to show yourselves today. You still want to compete? Come back to camp with me, Old Wu."

He himself was itching to take a look.

Those guys are dreaming.

However, His Majesty is indeed a martial arts prodigy.

His martial arts skills improved significantly in a short period of time.

After speaking, Wu Qing led everyone away from the martial arts training ground.

Mingxinjing walked at the end of the group, his gaze thoughtfully fixed on the direction Lin Ye had left in.

......

After returning to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Lin Ye took out a cultivation manual from the table and handed it to Zhao Fei.

Zhao Fei looked closely and saw the words "Concealing Breath Technique" written on the book cover. He asked with a hint of doubt, "Your Majesty, what is this?"

"This technique is the reason why I was able to control my breath and gather my energy just now," Lin Ye said to Zhao Fei with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fei couldn't help but recall his own experience of repeatedly trying and failing in his attempts to explore the techniques. When he spoke again, his tone was even slightly excited: "This... there is such a technique in the world."

"Of course." Seeing his capable subordinate so dumbfounded, Lin Ye didn't mind saying some nonsense to make him "face reality."

"Find a few talented people to practice this technique. Once they've mastered it..." Lin Ye paused, his clear black and white eyes seeming to deepen as if he were thinking of something, becoming as dark as the silent night. When he spoke again, he returned to normal, his deep voice entering Zhao Fei's ears word by word: "Send someone to secretly follow Mingxin Jing."

"The Mirror of Enlightenment?" Zhao Fei was puzzled at first, but his years of experience leading troops quickly gave him an idea. He hesitated slightly before asking, "Your Majesty, is there something wrong with this person?"

Although soldiers undergo a series of thorough checks before entering the camp, it is still possible that someone might take advantage of the situation.