Slap! A slap hit Han Yang's face.
The whole place was silent. People stared at the battlefield and no one spoke.
This battle did not last long, but the thrilling twists and turns in it are really sigh-worthy.
Before the battle, Ye Xiangyang was late, and almost everyone believed that Ye Xiangyang was timid and didn't dare to come. This was understandable, a four-star master of the Mystic Master and a two-star general of the Mystic Master didn't dare to go on the field, it wasn't shameful.
When everyone was getting impatient, this kid finally came.
When the competition started, this kid's strength was greater than Han Yang's, which made everyone's eyes light up. No one could have imagined that such a strange thing would happen.
Thanks to Han Yang's mental restraint, the two men ended up in a draw.
In the meantime, this kid's mental strength improved, which was a remarkable miracle. He injured Han Yang twice, which was amazing.
Han Yang took out the Nine-Ring Soul-Calming Bell, which marked another turning point in the situation. People thought that Ye Xiangyang was going to fail.
At this time, Ye Xiangyang asked for peace, but Han Yang was not willing to do so and insisted on killing Ye Xiangyang.
I never expected that this would be the outcome.
Slap, another slap hit Han Yang's cheek.
The Han family elder, the Xuanzong strongman, suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Ye Xiangyang, don't bully us too much. We lost, so we lost. How can you bully others like this?"
Ye Xiangyang frowned and stepped on Han Yang's leg. The sound of bones breaking rang out in the whole place. "I just bullied him. What else do you want? Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're a Xuanzong strongman. Let me tell you, I've killed Xuanzong strongmen before."
The elders of the Han family were so angry that their faces turned blue. The Yu family of Daxingzhou, the Feng family of Xiangzhou, the Fang family of Beiluzhou, the Wu family of Tianhezhou, and the Han family were the four major families of the Jiuzhou Empire, all with a thousand years of heritage. Even the royal family, even the emerging King Zhengxi Huangfu Yue, had to treat them well. This bastard was so ignorant of his own limitations.
"Just now, when I said it was a draw, Han Yang was still aggressive. Why don't you say he was bullying me? Han Yang relied on the Nine-ring Soul-Calming Bell to kill me. Why don't you say he was bullying me? I'm on the ring. Life and death are at your own risk. How can I be considered bullying?"
As Han Yang kicked his right leg again, a crackling sound was heard.
Han Yang's screams like a pig being slaughtered were heard on the ring. Just imagine, his sternum was shattered, his limbs were broken, six or seven teeth were knocked out, and his whole body was covered with wounds. How could he endure such pain
The elder of the Han family was about to burst his eyes, but he did not dare to be presumptuous again. He had to endure it again and again and said to Ye Xiangyang: "Master Ye, I was wrong. Please show mercy, Master Ye. Our Han family will be grateful."
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "That's more like it, Elder Han, I almost broke Young Master Han Yang's Dantian."
The elders of the Han family understood that if they said one more harsh word, Ye Xiangyang would really dare to destroy Han Yang's Dantian. By then, this talented person with a promising future would really fall.
Deep down in his heart, he was furious like a landslide, a tsunami, or a volcanic eruption, but he didn't dare to show it at all. This reckless kid had the audacity to kill the five elders, three group leaders, and five hundred mystics of the Yuan family in Daxingzhou, causing irreparable losses to the Yuan family. But he was not afraid of his own Han family.
How powerful is the backing behind this kid that allows him to be so unscrupulous
"Thank you very much, sir, for showing mercy." The Han family elder hated Ye Xiangyang to death, but said with an apologetic look on his face.
Han Yang looked at Ye Xiangyang with fear in his eyes, real fear. He originally thought that this kid only relied on luck or some kind of adventure in Daxing Yunlin to cause the Yuan family to suffer unbearable losses. Now he realized that this might not be the case. This kid is unfathomable.
After today's battle, I am still traumatized. This guy is a demon in my heart.
The commentator said: "I declare that Ye Xiangyang wins this match."
Wow! There was a thunderous applause from the audience. People were excited. Today they once again witnessed the birth of a miracle. Today they saw Ye Xiangyang ascend to the altar of the young people of the Jiuzhou Empire.
"Awesome, Ye Xiangyang is awesome."
"Yes, a monster, a real monster."
"Ye Xiangyang, my idol."
"I think Ye Xiangyang can be compared with the top two on the Talent List."
"Yes, compared to the son of Marshal Long, he is no worse."
After this battle, people suddenly understood why Ye Xiangyang said that there was no age limit for the Xuan Master level during the competition. This was purely a trap. No matter how old he was, a Xuan Master was still a Xuan Master. After all, he was not a Xuan General and was just a piece of cake under Ye Xiangyang.
Hu Ba stood up and said to Ye Xiangyang: "Brother, good job, let's fight later."
Hu Ba's majestic aura shook the surroundings, and his voice was like a tiger's roar, shocking the entire audience.
Duanmu Ao, the son of Long Shuai, also stood up and said with a smile: "Brother, I also look forward to fighting with you in the martial arts competition."
Ye Xiangyang looked at them and smiled: "The first and second masters of the Talent List, I am also eager to meet you, and we will see you then."
It ended perfectly. Ye Xiangyang accepted the 400,000 Xuanwu silver coins given by the competition venue and took Zishu Qingyun and the others back to his residence through the secret passage.
Everyone knew that Ye Xiangyang would never be able to continue the downward race again.
No one at the Xuan Master level will challenge him. Whoever does that must be crazy. Han Yangxuan was defeated by him even as a two-star general. What's more, no matter how many Xuan Masters come, they will all be there to serve as food.
For this military exam, Ye Xiangyang was not willing to play all his cards, so it would be better to keep some back-up plans.
I have fought fifty-one battles in these seven or eight days. These combat experiences are enough for me to digest well when I take the military examination.
Everyone in the Han family had a grim look on their faces. The martial arts competition was approaching, and their son Han Yang was seriously injured. Really seriously injured. Ye Xiangyang was so cruel and ruthless that it was unimaginable.
"Elder, this kid must not be let go. If we don't kill him, our young master's reputation will be ruined."
"That's right, no matter what, we can't let this kid live."
Elder Han's face darkened. "Nonsense! Let me ask you, among the people from our Han family, who besides me can be a match for Ye Xiangyang? Don't mention this matter again. Even if it's a grudge, keep it in your heart."
"Yes." Everyone lowered their heads. Yes, most of them were Xuanshi. If they were not satisfied, they could only serve food. The Han family spent a lot of money to buy Xuan-level healing medicine from the auction hall, and gave it to Han Yang for external and internal application to quickly treat him, so that Han Yang would not be injured at all during the martial arts competition.
In Hu Shuai's mansion, three people were sitting together, they were: Hu Shuai Hu Xingguo, Zuoqiu Weitong, and Hu Ba.
Tiger coach chuckled and said, "Boy, what do you think after watching the game today?"
Hu Ba laughed and said, "Father, Ye Xiangyang is indeed a genius. I am confident that he can compete with me now, but think about it. This kid started practicing martial arts a year ago. In just one year, he broke through the nine-star Xuanshi, five-star Xuanshi, fourteen small levels, and one large level in a small family in Zhenhai City. This speed is unparalleled. In the meantime, he destroyed the Black Panther, killed Ye Xingyue, destroyed the Hong family, fought the Yuan family, and won fifty consecutive victories. These achievements are piled up one by one. He is indeed a real talent."
Zuoqiu Weitong stroked his beard and said, "Some people in this world are born with good fortune. Those born with evil spirits are great villains who bring disaster to the world. Those born with righteousness are the myths and legends on the Xuanwu Continent. Ye Xiangyang has unlimited potential, so the King of Zhengxi is so respectful to him."
Hu Xingguo smiled faintly: "Master, let me say something unpleasant. It is unlikely that this kid will submit to our prince."
This sentence is very clear. As soon as this kid arrived in the capital, Marshal Tiger and Marshal Dragon came together to rescue him, but the prince got there first.
Having been under the care of the crown prince for so many days, it was indeed difficult for the King of Zhengxi to win him over.
Instead of waiting for him to grow, it is better to kill him now.
This is what Hu Shuai is thinking.
Zuoqiu Weitong nodded and said, "General Hu, wait for the opportunity. If it doesn't work, we can try it again. If it's true, we'll take action sooner."
Ye Xiangyang just returned home accompanied by Zishu Qingyun, Yue Li and others.
Then he saw his servant hurried over, bowed and said, "Master Ye, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the Regent, the Imperial Master Zhuge Tongshi, Marshal Long, and Marshal Long's son are here to pay you a visit."
Yue Li's eyes widened. Who are these people? They are the real rulers of the Jiuzhou Empire. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is now the Emperor of the Jiuzhou Empire, the Regent King, the First National Master, the First Marshal, and the Marshal's son. If these people stomp their feet in the Jiuzhou Empire, the empire will shake.
Ye Xiangyang's face was a little agitated, but he immediately regained his composure: "Brother Yue, let's go to the door to greet him."
The prince smiled and took Ye Xiangyang's hand and said, "Today's battle is a classic. I heard from Brother Duanmu Ao that you defeated Han Yang in today's battle and shocked the capital. Even Brother Duanmu said that if he were to fight you, he might not be your opponent. This is a cause for celebration."
The prince spoke eloquently, and his demeanor was impressive.
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly, lowered his body slightly and said, "Your Highness, thank you for the compliment. It was just a coincidence today."
"Your Highness, Regent, Grand Master, Marshal, Brother Duanmu, please come into the house and talk."
He is not arrogant after winning, and he is neither overbearing nor humble in front of them. He always acts with moderation. This person is truly amazing.
Unconsciously, everyone's evaluation of Ye Xiangyang has risen to a higher level again.
The host and the guest had a very pleasant conversation. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince invited Ye Xiangyang to visit the Royal Secret Book and Treasure House in the inner courtyard of the palace in two days, and to let him know if he needed anything.
Ye Xiangyang happily agreed. He said that he didn't need to go to the treasure house. Xuanwu was not there, and his little knowledge was not worth mentioning. Besides, one should not accept rewards without merit. The treasures collected in the royal treasure house could not be taken casually.
It would be a good thing if I could go to the secret book. I was born in a declining marquis's house near the sea, and I have little knowledge since I was young. Now my mental power is dozens or even hundreds of times higher than that of ordinary people. I have a photographic memory, and reading the royal secret book is of great use.