Chapter 35: I Am Heng Xian

In the Xiao family camp.

Xiao Qiyun was dressed in black brocade, surrounded by people who dared not get too close.

She also stood with her hands behind her back, her slender body straight, her face carrying an indifference that ignored everything, her cold eyes scanning all the participants:

"Just a bunch of clay chickens and pottery dogs!"

In the Li family camp.

The siblings Li Lingxiao and Li Linghan had no expression on their faces, but their postures were as powerful as leopards, and their eyes were filled with intense fighting spirit!

In the Sun family camp.

Sun Bukong stood quietly, his eyes filled with a wisdom that surpassed his peers, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl into a trace of disdainful laughter.

Beside him, the chubby Sun Bufan asked: "How much confidence do you have in winning?"

Sun Bukong said indifferently: "To win, one does not rely solely on high cultivation and combat power.

Watch carefully later; I will give you the results of this battle as a gift before you become a monk!"

"Forget it, just be happy yourself!"

The smile on Sun Bufan's face disappeared, and two lines of hot tears rolled down.

At this time, the ten arenas were empty.

The arrangement of the personnel for this round of fighting had been delayed.

After a while, a group of people under the arenas raised their tokens simultaneously:

Ye Xiaoyao vs. Xie Lingyu!

Xiao Qiyun vs. Heng Ruze!

Sun Bukong vs. Heng Yin'er!

Li Lingxiao vs. Heng Xu!

Li Linghan vs. Heng Chong!

Ye Qingyi vs. Heng Ying'er!

Xue Jiao'er vs. Heng Ce!

Li Tong vs. Heng Bing!

The entire "Martial Arts Field" instantly became so quiet that a needle could be heard dropping!

In the Heng family camp, Heng Xiu, the Heng Wei brothers, Heng Yue Ruo, and a group of elders instantly turned pale!

In this round, it was actually the Heng family's most outstanding direct-line disciples and the Heng family's cousin, Xie Lingyu, fighting against the strongest disciples of all the other families!

What was this?

There was absolutely no comparability between the two sides!

Martial arts sparring should absolutely not be arranged like this!

Heng Wei's teeth were almost crushed as he lowered his voice: "Father! This is clearly playing with us!"

Heng Xiu scanned the crowd with difficulty.

City Lord Ye Baili, Xiao family Patriarch Xiao Nantian, Li family Patriarch Li Ruhai, Xue Zhengnian, and others were all looking at their noses and hearts, appearing transcendent and worldly!

The sixteen artifact and pill refiners were all looking fair, open, and just!

The matter was clear: the alliance of most families like Ye, Xiao, Li, and Xue represented most of the powers in Donglan City,

and the sixteen presiding masters were turning a blind eye, even cooperating!

For a moment, he seemed to have aged, slumping in his seat, his voice hoarse: "Don't speak, just let it be!"

"How can this be?" A group of Heng family members were filled with humiliation, their teeth almost crushed!

Heng Xiu closed his eyes: "Accepting it is the best choice!"

"Heh!"

At this moment, Li Lingxiao, Li Linghan, Xue Jiao'er, Sun Tong, and others leaped onto the arenas.

Then, Ye Xiaoyao, Xiao Qiyun, Sun Bukong, Ye Qingyi, and others stood with their hands behind their backs, like transcendent experts, and also arrived on the arenas!

Immediately after,

The eyes of the 100,000 people in the audience all turned to Heng Ruze and the group of Heng family juniors!

Even the Heng family's own disciples, wives, and sisters-in-law looked at them with hope!

Heng Ruze, Heng Yin'er, and the others, however, retreated slightly, their bodies trembling slightly.

They couldn't win!

The pressure was too great!

This was not the sparring they had expected at all!

"Hehe..." At this moment, cousin Xie Lingyu suddenly laughed heartily: "Winning or losing is no longer important, is it?

Fighting for the family, even if we lose, it is still an honor!"

Saying this, she walked straight toward the arena where Ye Xiaoyao was.

Heng Ruze and the others looked at each other, and a glimmer of hope spontaneously arose, their eyes slowly brightening: "Fighting for the family! Even if we lose, it is still an honor!"

Saying this, they all walked toward their respective arenas.

After everyone was in place, they all cupped their fists together: "Heng family disciples have come to accept the challenge, please enlighten us!"

As soon as these words fell, almost all the Heng family members had their eyes blurred by tears.

The nearly 100,000 people in the audience stared fixedly at the eight arenas!

Perhaps this would be the most exciting match of the year!

However,

The ideal was too full, and reality was too cruel; there was absolutely no expected effect:

Bang! Bang!

Heng Bing and Heng Ce didn't even take a single move before vomiting blood and flying backward out of the arena.

"Ah..."

Heng Ying'er's entire face was almost ruined, her body sliding across the ground as she flew out of the arena.

"Pfft!"

Heng Xu took four moves, lost two teeth, and passed out!

"Cough, cough!"

Heng Chong had five ribs broken and lay there like a sandbag!

Next was Heng Yin, who managed to take nine moves before her hair was disheveled and she was slapped flying, becoming dazed on the spot.

Heng Ruze fought Xiao Qiyun, being passive in every move. Despite exposing his latest cultivation level of the eighth tier of the Innate Realm and putting in all his effort,

he was still like a clay chicken, falling out of the arena with his limbs spread, vomiting blood, and unable to crawl up for a long time!

The only one still struggling to hold on was Xie Lingyu!

After all, coming from a famous sect, her cultivation techniques, footwork, martial arts, and secret arts were all classic, but... she was still no match for Ye Xiaoyao!

Wounds appeared on her body one after another, and she almost became a bloody person!

Many people in the audience couldn't bear to watch anymore!

The Heng family members covered their mouths, tears streaming down their faces!

At this time, Heng De, who had been staring blankly, suddenly jumped up and cursed: "Ye, Xiao, Li, Xue, you nine families of bastards!

I gave you profits so you would raise your hands high and not make the Heng family look too embarrassed!

How did you promise me?"

Ye Xuan and the others looked at each other: "Fatty, you must be crazy, right? What nonsense are you talking about? Do you want to call your son to come and get another VIP card?"

"Pfft—" Heng De was anxious and angry, his blood surging, and he spat out a mouthful of old blood.

In the East Garden.

Heng Xian had already finished his daily cultivation cycle, pool-bottom footwork, and 20,000 sword strikes. He looked toward the martial arts field and hesitated for a moment.

Just then, Ling Feng ran back, looking soul-less: "Young Master! Second Master vomited blood, and Cousin Xie Lingyu is about to be beaten to death!"

Heng Xian frowned slightly and walked toward the "Martial Arts Field" with large strides!

On the "Martial Arts Field."

Heng De's face was pale, his eyes were dull, and the bloodstains on the corners of his mouth were not yet dry.

On the arena, Xie Lingyu was covered in wounds and at the end of her rope, but she was still persisting.

Five breaths!

Twenty breaths!

Half a stick of incense!

Finally, exhausted, she was forced to a standstill by Ye Xiaoyao's blade at her throat.

"Clang!"

Her spiritual sword fell to the ground, and her eyes revealed a final sorrow as tears rolled out.

She had wanted to use all her ability to repay the Heng family for her parents, but unfortunately... her cultivation was not enough!

"Wuwu..."

The Heng family women and young disciples couldn't help but cry softly.

The nearly 100,000 people from all directions cast a look of respect at Xie Lingyu!

This girl was worthy of respect!

"You are quite good!" Even Ye Xiaoyao put down his arrogance, sheathed his blade, and cupped his fists in a salute.

Thus,

The Heng family had fought eight battles, and all eight major direct-line disciples had been defeated!

Master Mo stood up and sighed: "There are no more disciples on the Heng family's participation list!

May I ask, are there any other eligible disciples who wish to participate? If not, the Heng family is eliminated!"

The host eliminated halfway through?!

Such a thing had never happened in the entire 1,000-year history of Donglan City.

After all, the host treated everyone with hospitality, so they would usually give some face; even if the disciples were trash, the arrangements would look better.

"May I ask if the Heng family has any other eligible disciples to participate?" Master Mo repeated, "If not, this old man will have to announce your elimination!"

The entire Heng family camp was silent and dead!

"Heh..." City Lord Ye Baili, Xiao Nantian, Li Ruhai, Xue Zhengnian, and others exchanged knowing smiles.

Master Mo coughed lightly: "Then, this old man announces that the Heng family is elimi..."

"Slow down, let me try!"

Just then, a voice came from not far away, loud and clear, even surpassing Master Mo's.

Whoosh...

The 100,000 people in the audience looked over in unison.

They saw a young man in white brocade walking step by step from the depths of the Heng family residence.

He was not very tall, but his back was straight. His appearance was very youthful and handsome, but he could not hide the old and profound look in his eyes.

Facing the gaze of 100,000 people, he did not show even a trace of stage fright, only a slight frown between his brows.

"Son?" Heng De regained some spirit, looking blank.

"Xian'er?" Heng Yue Ruo murmured.

"Heng Xian?" Heng Ruze, Heng Yin, Heng Xu, and the group of seriously injured juniors, including Xie Lingyu, all called out in surprise.

"Sigh!" Old Master Heng Xiu, Heng Wei, and the other Heng family elders covered their faces and sighed lightly.

And the various families, major powers, Master Mo, Ye Xuan, Xue Hao, Ye Xiaoyao, the Seventh Princess, and others looked at each other:

"That spendthrift Heng Xian who knows how to do business?"

"Does he think the martial arts tournament is as easy as doing business, that he can use clever tricks?"

Artifact refiner Master Xu asked: "Who are you?"

Heng Xian looked at his father, the "bloody" Xie Lingyu, and the Heng family, walked step by step to the arena in the middle, and looked directly at the 100,000 people from all directions: "Heng family, Heng Xian!"

I really don't want to come; this is completely inconsistent with my persona of low-key development!

Who would have thought that a simple martial arts competition could make the Heng family so miserable?

I earned them hundreds of millions of low-quality spirit crystals; even if they just took pills, threw money around, or played dirty, they shouldn't have ended up like this.

A bronze-tier family, a bunch of combat-level-five trash, they are completely impossible to carry, damn it!

However, I am a Heng family member after all; I cannot remain indifferent. Today, I have to act cool whether I want to or not!

It's just a pity that there's no time for a more subtle, high-class entrance!

"Pfft—" Xue Jiao'er was glowing and laughed loudly: "Who can a piece of trash like you beat?"

This sentence almost represented everyone's inner thoughts!

Heng Xian had no mood to pay attention to her.

He waved his sleeves, and as his clothes danced, his aura climbed sharply—first Acquired, then Innate, Innate seventh tier, eighth tier, ninth tier, Condensing Qi first tier.

The Condensing Qi aura was pure and sharp, making people feel alarmed!

Immediately after, he said coldly as if he were above everything: "I am Heng Xian of the Heng family. Today, I challenge all disciples of all families and powers in Donglan City. Whether it's a one-on-one or a group fight, I only seek one defeat!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 36 =====