Chapter 10: Drawing Attention

Next is the Outer Residence competition; those whose numbers are called go up on stage to fight.

Every person who goes up to fight, Ye Liuyun carefully observes their martial techniques and skills.

Before, he had no martial art; although he often secretly watched others train, he never grasped the essentials.

Now his soul is strong; looking again, each move and stance seems slowed down, he sees them very clearly and can learn much from them.

With the Steward Elder's call, one excited young disciple after another steps onto the arena.

The victors are full of vigor; the losers hang their heads in despair, even losing their lives.

Each year's clan competition is so brutal; on the arena at this moment, life and death are no distinction.

Only the strong have the right to enter the Inner Residence, to gain respect and resources.

This is precisely the cruelty of the martial path!

Just then, the Steward Elder shouted: 'Number sixteen, versus number eighty-nine!'

After the words fell, Ye Liuyun glanced at the number plate in his hand.

'Finally, it's my turn.'

Before Ye Liuyun could rise, a young disciple with a fierce face leapt up and jumped onto the arena.

'Ye Yong! Outer Residence rank seven! Who knows who his opponent is?'

Someone below exclaimed.

'Looks like his opponent is in for bad luck!'

On the arena, Ye Yong also bore great confidence, suddenly shouting: 'Where is number eighty-nine? Come up and die!'

'Hehe, are you sure the one who will die is me?'

Ye Liuyun's calm voice sounded; wearing coarse cloth, like the wind, he floated onto the arena.

And seeing this coarse cloth, the Outer Residence disciples all twitched their mouths fiercely.

'What?'

'It's actually Ye Liuyun!'

'Trash…… Ye Liuyun…… is it you?' Ye Yong's expression stiffened, his aura instantly dropping.

'I'm also terribly unlucky!'

Ye Yong's face turned pale, he almost wanted to cry but had no tears.

He has trained hard this year, made great progress, and is confident he can fight Ye Tao to a draw.

But he never expected to meet, in the first round, Ye Liuyun who defeated Ye Tao!

From below came a sigh; everyone lamented Ye Yong's ill fate.

The clan chief and some Inner Residence elders unaware of the situation, seeing this, also became curious.

'Who is this disciple? As soon as he steps onto the stage, he stuns the Outer Residence disciples?'

'Could it be that the Outer Residence has produced another genius disciple? I've never heard of such a figure before!'

Ye Liuyun only recently became known in the Outer Residence, so many Inner Residence elders naturally do not know him.

Ye Yong swallowed his saliva, clasped his hands to Ye Liuyun and said: 'No matter what, I will still fight you openly and honorably!'

No matter how strong Ye Liuyun is, Ye Yong will not allow himself to surrender without fighting.

'Good, I will let you three moves!' Ye Liuyun said aloud.

'Let three moves?'

'What's going on? A Body Refinement Fifth Level disciple wants to give three moves to a Body Refinement Sixth Level?'

All the Inner Residence elders became interested, discussing it among themselves.

The Grand Elder, however, gave a grim hum: 'This child is arrogant, not fit for great use!'

The clan chief, however, said with interest: 'Interesting! I'd like to see what abilities he has!'

Ye Yong took a deep breath, circulated his true qi throughout his body, placed a palm before his chest; surging heat waves rose all around, his momentum instantly soared.

'This is Ye Yong's famous ultimate technique, Flaming Dragon Palm! It is a top-tier Yellow Rank martial art!'

Seeing Ye Yong use a top-tier Yellow Rank martial art, the people below immediately exclaimed in astonishment.

'Using this martial art, combined with fire-attribute true qi, Ye Yong could possibly fight a Body Refinement Seventh Level!'

'Ye Liuyun probably has no high-level martial arts, right? Who knows which of them is stronger?'

Ye Liuyun also didn't expect Ye Yong to know a top-tier Yellow Rank martial art. It seems not only Inner Residence disciples can obtain such martial arts.

However, there was no trace of fear in his eyes. The gap in cultivation techniques is not irreparable. His Nine-Layer Wave can already accumulate the strength of six punches. He is confident that one punch can end the fight.

'Flame Heart Devourer!' Ye Yong shouted loudly, a wave of heat accompanied by a palm striking toward Ye Liuyun's chest.

Ye Liuyun, however, employed the Wind-Following Step, like a leaf, using the incoming heat wave to lightly drift aside, dodging this palm.

Seeing Ye Liuyun easily dodge this palm, Ye Yong then unleashed another move, 'Flaming Blaze'.

This is a wide-range attack move, its purpose being to make him unable to evade.

Ye Liuyun, however, smiled slightly, drifted back more than three zhang with the heat wave, leaving Ye Yong's palm attack range, then instantly returned to his original position following the swirling heat wave.

This move again drew murmurs from below.

'What exquisite footwork!'

'This is the Wind-Following Step! To have trained it to this degree, how could he be a trash!'

Ye Yong on the stage, seeing this, was also startled by Ye Liuyun's footwork, and immediately used a move suited for entangling strikes.

'Flame Dragon Entwine!'

Ye Yong's palm shot out a scorching true qi, like a flame dragon, coiling forward, wrapping Ye Liuyun in true qi, leaving no place to dodge.

Ye Liuyun also secretly praised Ye Yong's adaptability. He immediately tapped the tip of his foot lightly on the ground, lifted his body, using the surrounding heat-wave true qi in the air, performed several flips, and directly leapt out of the Flame Dragon's entwining.

After Ye Liuyun landed lightly, he directly said: 'Three moves have passed; now take one of mine! Nine-Layer Wave!'

Swish, Ye Liuyun's figure flashed, he directly rushed to Ye Yong's front, a Nine-Layer Wave blasted out directly, without any flourish.

Ye Yong felt the pressure of this punch, also knew this punch was not to be underestimated, and immediately circulated his true qi throughout his body.

«Flame Dragon Pushes Mountain! »

He let out a loud shout, both palms thrust forward with all his strength to meet Ye Liuyun's punch.

«Boom» a tremendous bang.

Ye Liuyun stood unmoving, while Ye Yong was directly blasted out of the arena.

This was still Ye Liuyun controlling his strength. After Ye Yong's several attacks, he had already gauged Ye Yong's strength. He bore Ye Yong no grudge and did not want to deal him a heavy blow.

After Ye Yong fell out of the arena, he was also stunned, originally thinking he would either die or be crippled! But now he discovered he had not suffered any injury.

He immediately realized, certainly Ye Liuyun had shown mercy. Thus he bowed deeply to Ye Liuyun to express his gratitude.

The disciples below the stage were all shocked!

«This trash is really going to turn things around! Not only did he let Ye Yong have three moves, but he also knocked Ye Yong flying with a single punch! »

«From now on who dares to call him trash! This is clearly hiding his strength! »

However, their shock cannot compare to that of the elders on the viewing platform.

What shocked those elders was Ye Liuyun's control of power.

Being able to knock back an opponent one level higher than themselves without injury, they themselves admit they cannot do it.

This is enough to prove that Ye Liuyun's strength is far more than simply defeating Ye Yong.

Based solely on this, if nothing unexpected happens, Ye Liuyun will surely enter the inner door!

Even Ye Xinyu, her expression at this moment became solemn as well. «A few days ago when I went to assassinate him, how did I not feel he was this strong! Could it be that even when his life was hanging by a thread he was still hiding his strength? »

And the strength Ye Liuyun now displays, even she has no confidence she could defeat him.

Ye Wan Jian beside her, however, said disdainfully: «Junior sister, don't worry. In my eyes, he's just a petty clown. »

Ye Tianheng also nodded in agreement: «Not bad, if I were to face him, three moves would be enough to take him down! »

«Hmm. Then I'll trouble a few senior brothers! » Ye Xinyu spoke softly and gently, also gave Ye Wan Jian a lingering look, making his bones go soft, unable to help but indulge in wild thoughts.

Ye Liuyun has already stepped down from the stage, his mind still reviewing his use of the Wind-Following Step just now and Ye Yong's Flame Dragon Fist. He completely failed to notice that he has now become the focus of everyone's attention.

In the urgent situation just now, he used the opponent's hot true qi as wind, which also counts as further understanding of wind. His Wind-Following Step has improved further.

«Looks like real combat really lets one improve faster! Fighting puppets always lacks that sense of crisis! »

He also gradually discovered that in his fist technique and body technique, there are many flaws and shortcomings.

Thus he continually refined his cultivation method in his mind.