Chapter 35: with translation of chapter title

What a powerful movement technique! Who is this person?

You don't know him? This is Mo Tianheng of the Mo family!

Isn't he the number one genius who is invincible in Fengyang?

Yeah! It's said he can fight someone at True Origin Triple.

Some people in the audience were whispering, but Ye Liuyun heard them all.

Only seeing Mo Tianheng with his hands behind his back, standing on the stage, he said to the scarred man, "Your Excellency, is your strike a bit too vicious?"

The scarred man licked his lips and said, "In a duel on the stage, do we still have to hold back? Afraid of death? You can get lost!"

Mo Tianheng smiled slightly and continued, "If you really are a Qin family member, we'll accept a heavy strike! But if I'm not mistaken, you're a minor leader of the Yunxiang City Flying Tiger Mercenaries, your real name is Tong Hu—am I right?"

Hearing that, the scarred man was greatly shocked, but he retorted, "Nonsense! You must have mistaken the person!"

"I've been training in the surrounding cities for years and have never mistaken a person! Especially with that scarred face of yours—it's not easy to get it wrong!" Mo Tianheng continued calmly.

Everyone isn't stupid; just looking at the scarred man's expression, they knew Mo Tianheng wasn't wrong.

The Qin family has really fallen! They actually pulled this trick!

I never expected it! The Qin family is actually so weak!

Immediately, someone in the audience began to mock.

Mo Tianheng's expression also gradually became solemn.

You're an outsider, yet you dare to disturb the martial competition, even step onto the stage to commit violence—how could I let you off!

Hmph! If you have the ability, kill me then talk! The scarred man immediately showed a fierce look, drew his blade first, and attacked Mo Tianheng.

Facing the scarred man's lightning-fast blade, Mo Tianheng closed his eyes, sidestepped to dodge, then threw a punch at the scarred man.

This punch of his appeared soft and powerless, not any advanced technique.

But to Ye Liuyun's feeling, this punch was like Mo Tianheng himself—it seemed to merge with the surrounding environment, becoming one with nature.

He naturally thought that if a blade has blade intent, then a fist naturally has fist intent.

And Mo Tianheng's movement technique is the same as his fist technique—it seems each step he takes is extremely harmonious with the surroundings.

This Mo Tianheng gave him the feeling of a martial arts grandmaster—although he didn't use any advanced techniques, his punches and kicks were effortless, carrying an unfathomable artistic conception.

Ye Liuyun stared at Mo Tianheng without blinking, afraid to miss any detail. His Divine Sense and Illusion Pupil also tightly locked onto Mo Tianheng, observing his movements.

It's just a pity that the scarred man on stage couldn't hold out for long. Soon, Mo Tianheng's punch hit him, blood spurted from his mouth, and he collapsed unable to rise.

Ye Liuyun saw clearly that the force Mo Tianheng exerted himself wasn't great, but he gathered the surrounding spiritual energy, doubling the punch's power. In the end, the punch the scarred man endured had the strength of mid True Origin Triple.

And Mo Tianheng's footwork also seemed to follow some rule, with his moving positions in order.

Ye Liuyun immediately closed his eyes, began to feel the process of Mo Tianheng's strike, and at the same time, in his Sea of Consciousness simulated it, attaching that nature‑merged artistic conception to his Thunderbolt Fist, beginning to comprehend his own artistic conception.

As for what happened in the arena, he no longer had the mind to care about it. Mo Tianheng's strike seemed to open a door for him, giving him some insight.

And the Qin family, exposed publicly for hiring outsiders, naturally lost face and were abandoned by allies. Disciples of the Ye and Mo families then began to target the Qin family, taking turns challenging them, pressing down the Qin disciples one by one.

With Mo Tianlie and Ye Tianci present, the Qin family had no chance to retaliate, destined to be at the bottom of this martial competition.

Qin Ziyuan's face was extremely grim, yet she could do nothing about it.

So she secretly calculated in her heart, no matter what she had to defeat a disciple of Ye Mingzhen's level, to regain some face for the Qin family.

Unexpectedly, Liang Xue saw through her plan.

Liang Xue also secretly resented the City Lord's Manor for acting against her, and immediately volunteered to challenge Qin Ziyuan.

Feeling Liang Xue's powerful aura, Qin Ziyuan dared not accept the challenge.

However, Liang Xue had no intention of letting the City Lord's Manor off the hook.

"If Sister Ziyuan doesn't dare to fight, then I think from now on the Fengyang City martial competition should be hosted by my Wanbaoge! After all, your Qin family has already fallen to the point of striking in secret! Without paying some price, you still want me to easily bypass you?"

She was referring to the matter of the Henglin Mountain Range, which the Qin family people understood in their hearts. But everyone else thought she was talking about the scarred man!

As the saying goes, when the wall falls, everyone pushes. Now everyone was just watching the spectacle, no one spoke up for the Qin family.

Disciples of the Mo and Ye families also took the opportunity to echo, demanding the Qin family hand over the right to host the martial competition.

Qin Ziyuan was already being forced to the point of nearly breaking down!

At that moment, a white‑haired elder came to Qin Ziyuan's ear and whispered a few words.

Qin Ziyuan immediately said, "Since this is everyone's opinion, our Qin family is willing to hand over the right to host the martial competition. However, Tiange Pavilion has never participated in the affairs of the three great families; I think the hosting right should go to the victor of this martial competition. Whichever family wins first place will thereafter host it—what do you think?"

This move of hers was also not without cunning—letting the Ye and Mo families vie for it, so they could sit on the mountain watching the tigers fight, while also shifting the focus of the conflict.

Liang Xue immediately sat down and fell silent. Her goal had been achieved; she mainly wanted to make things difficult for the Qin family.

Tiange Pavilion indeed does not involve itself in the affairs of these three families. Even if the Qin family gave her the martial competition rights, she would still do a favor for the Ye family.

And the Mo and Ye families also thought this method was fair. Anyway, they have Mo Tianheng, so there's nothing to worry about.

Thus everyone agreed: whoever gets first place will thereafter host the martial competition.

Thus the Mo and Ye families began their struggle. Since the Ye family still has Ye Mingzhen, their overall strength is greater than the Mo family's.

Ye Tianci and Mo Tianlie fought, and in the end they narrowly won by a single move, securing victory for the Ye family.

Now it's up to Mo Tianheng and Ye Liuyun to see who can take first place.

Meanwhile, Ye Liuyun and Mo Tianheng were both cultivating, and for a time no one disturbed them.

At that moment, a piercing sound rang out in the hall.

"I think Ye Liuyun clearly knows he can't beat Mo Tianheng, and is just deliberately stalling for time!"

The one saying this was none other than the overlooked Ye Qingyun.

Seeing him speak out to mock Ye Liuyun, Liang Xue naturally became dissatisfied and immediately scolded:

"What are you even? Do you have the right to speak here? You don't dare to go on stage, yet you criticize others here!"

Then he turned to Ye Tianci and asked, "Is this guy a member of your Ye family?"

Ye Tianci readily replied, "I don't know him!"

"You guys have a lot of nerve!" Ye Qingyun immediately took out the Token of the Heavenly Fortune Royal Mansion and shouted loudly: "How dare you despise the Golden Armored Guards of the Heavenly Fortune Royal Mansion! Are you looking for death?"

Upon seeing this Token, everyone immediately showed fearful expressions.

"Turns out he's a big shot from the Heavenly Fortune Royal Mansion!"

Immediately someone showed a fawning expression.

At this moment, Ye Xinyu, who was standing beside her, also rose up, pointing at Liang Xue and the Ye Clan members and scolding: "You dare to offend the Heavenly Fortune Royal Mansion—are you trying to bring disaster upon the Ye Clan?"

Ye Tianci and the others had grim expressions, yet they dared not argue.

Liang Xue, however, let out a cold snort and said disdainfully: "Ye Qingyun, don't think I don't know your background!"

You're just a menial disciple in the Heavenly Fortune Royal Mansion—you're not even as good as a dog they keep there; with just you, you're not worthy of having the Heavenly Fortune Royal Mansion speak up for you!

And you dare to pose as a Golden Armored Guard? With you? You're just asking for humiliation!

Liang Xue's single sentence left everyone shocked!

"Holy cow! This martial competition keeps delivering shocking revelations!"

"Yeah! Turns out he's just a menial worker—this guy really knows how to pretend!"

"Ah, piss! I almost got bluffed by this guy just now!"

Everyone immediately erupted in curses!