Chapter 36

Chapter Thirty-Four: One Punch Shakes the Entire Arena

At the royal arena, each of the four major families had their own designated resting areas, separate from the hundreds of thousands of spectators.

When Tuo Ba Ye and his group arrived, the arena, with its capacity of three hundred thousand seats, was nearly full.

Many people in the capital were paying close attention to this battle. It was rumored that the entrance tickets outside had been hyped up to ten gold coins each, originally costing only one gold coin.

It could be described as packed to the brim.

The strong figures from the four major families had arrived early and were seated in their own exclusive areas with the best views.

The imperial family's seats were in the center, but the strong figures from the imperial family had not yet arrived.

The strong figures from the Du family were seated next to the Tuo Ba family.

Du Yu Sheng said with a smile, "Without Tuo Ba Xiong, the Tuo Ba family, even if they cobble together a team, can't produce any formidable fighters."

"Du Yu Sheng, what did you say?" Tuo Ba Zhong said angrily.

Tuo Ba Zhong had a fiery temper and immediately stood up, his hair standing on end in anger.

The competition hadn't even started, yet the high-level figures from the Du and Tuo Ba families were already clashing, much to the delight of the spectators.

"Today's competition will definitely be exciting; the ten gold coins were well spent!"

"Du family's head is going to clash with Tuo Ba Zhong from the Tuo Ba family; I'm really looking forward to it!"

"His Majesty has arrived!" At that moment, the emperor arrived, accompanied by a large group of imperial strong figures.

"Pay your respects to His Majesty!" Everyone stood up and bowed.

"Everyone, you may rise! Today is the competition among the four major families. The four major families are the pillars of our Warring States. I do not wish to see any tragedies on the field. I hope everyone will stop at the right moment and just determine the winner," Emperor Si Tu Bo Wu said loudly.

Emperor Si Tu Bo Wu was of the same generation as Tuo Ba Jie. He looked to be in his thirties, with a majestic appearance, a fair face, and red lips, a typical handsome man.

Tuo Ba Ye couldn't help but take a good look. Si Tu Bo Wu's strength was extremely formidable, almost reaching the level of a nine-star innate martial god.

In terms of strength, Si Tu Bo Wu was likely much stronger than Tuo Ba Wei.

Si Tu Bo Wu was a legendary figure, always the first among his peers, with strength surpassing most of the older generation.

In his youth, he had also ventured out, establishing a glorious reputation.

Si Tu Bo Wu didn't say much more, and the competition soon began.

The referee, an elderly man with the strength of an eight-star innate martial god, announced, "Please invite representatives from the four major families to draw lots to determine the order of today's competition."

"Grandpa, could you please go and draw the lots?" Tuo Ba Ye said.

Actually, if he were to draw the lots himself, he could choose any opponent he wanted. However, he didn't see the need, so he let Tuo Ba Wei draw the lots. Regardless of the opponent, he was confident of victory.

The drawing of lots was quickly completed, and the Tuo Ba family's opponent was revealed. Their first opponent was the Yu Wen family.

The referee announced loudly, "Today's competition will start with the Tuo Ba family against the Yu Wen family. After that, the Qian family and the Du family will compete. Tomorrow morning, the Tuo Ba family will face the Du family, and the Yu Wen family will face the Qian family. The day after, the Tuo Ba family will face the Qian family, and the Du family will face the Yu Wen family. The strong figures from the Tuo Ba and Yu Wen families, please prepare to enter the arena."

The schedule for the three days of competition was set, and there was no need for further drawing of lots. The competition could proceed directly.

The rules of the competition remained the same as before, and everyone knew them, so the referee didn't elaborate.

Tuo Ba Wei asked, "Xiao Ye, do we really not need to participate?"

"No, let me perform alone first," Tuo Ba Ye said with a faint smile.

Since he had already gained fame in the capital, he might as well make it even greater.

Being famous could attract attention, but Tuo Ba Ye no longer cared about that. His goal was the cultivation sects, and secular fame had no impact on them.

Before leaving, establishing an invincible reputation would be a form of protection for the Tuo Ba family.

When the referee announced that the strong figures should enter the arena, Tuo Ba Ye stood up and slowly walked to the competition platform.

When Tuo Ba Ye appeared, everyone in the arena was shocked.

Although everyone knew that a four-year-old child was going to participate, they hadn't expected a four-year-old to actually enter the arena. Most people thought Tuo Ba Ye was just there to fill the numbers.

Tuo Ba Ye being the first to enter the arena was completely unexpected.

"Such a young child participating, it seems I've definitely lost money betting on the Tuo Ba family to win."

"A four-year-old child, many haven't even started cultivation yet. How strong could they be? It's really questionable."

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Most people started discussing, and some of the innate martial god-level strong figures began to check Tuo Ba Ye's cultivation.

Tuo Ba Ye had long hidden his cultivation, and no one could see through it.

Si Tu Bo Wu asked, "Does anyone know Tuo Ba Ye's situation? Is he a true strong figure, or does he have no cultivation at all?"

None of the strong figures from the imperial family could answer.

Si Tu Bo Wu said, "Tuo Ba Ye is a direct disciple of the Tuo Ba family, and you all take him so lightly. Truly..."

The strong figures from the imperial family all lowered their heads, not daring to look at Si Tu Bo Wu.

Si Tu Bo Wu looked at Si Tu Yu Er, "Yu Er, do you know Tuo Ba Ye's situation?"

"I don't know; I have almost no contact with him," Si Tu Yu Er said.

"You must have more contact with him in the future; he is your fiancé," Si Tu Bo Wu said coldly.

Seeing that the emperor seemed angry, the strong figures from the imperial family dared not speak.

The Yu Wen family also sent out a strong figure, and when he appeared, there was a loud cheer.

"Yu Wen Ba Wu! Yu Wen Ba Wu!..."

Yu Wen Ba Wu was the father of Yu Wen Jie Wu and a contemporary of Tuo Ba Jie. His strength was among the best in his generation.

Because of Yu Wen Ba Wu's appearance, the Yu Wen family's ambitions were flourishing, aiming to suppress the Tuo Ba family.

Yu Wen Ba Wu was indeed formidable, his cultivation advancing even faster than Tuo Ba Xiong's in his youth. The Yu Wen family had high hopes for him.

"Since Yu Wen Ba Wu is participating, it seems the Yu Wen family is taking this very seriously!" Si Tu Bo Wu nodded and smiled.

"With my brother participating, the Tuo Ba family's child is definitely going to lose," Yu Wen Wen Yi said with a smile.

Si Tu Bo Wu smiled, "The competition is about to start; let's wait and see. Making conclusions too early is foolish."

Du Yu Sheng looked at Tuo Ba Wei and said, "Tuo Ba Wei, with Yu Wen Ba Wu personally participating, how many moves do you think Tuo Ba Ye can withstand?"

"Who knows? Maybe Yu Wen Ba Wu will be defeated in a few moves," Tuo Ba Wei said calmly.

Du Yu Sheng was somewhat surprised, "Tuo Ba Wei, what's going on? What has caused such a change in you?"

"Lord Du, I don't need to report to you, do I?" Tuo Ba Wei said coldly.

When the referee announced the start of the competition, the royal arena fell silent, and the sound of a needle dropping could be heard. Over three hundred thousand people, with over three hundred thousand eyes, were fixed on the competition platform.

On the platform, Yu Wen Ba Wu looked at Tuo Ba Ye with disdain, "Kid, you're so young. You should just get off the platform. I don't want to hurt you."

Yu Wen Ba Wu was a true martial enthusiast and had no interest in fighting a child, nor did he have the same ulterior motives as the other family heads.

"Uncle, you're so old, I'm really afraid I might hurt your old bones," Tuo Ba Ye said calmly.

"Since that's the case, you should be careful!" Yu Wen Ba Wu warned.

He attacked, a casual claw aimed at grabbing Tuo Ba Ye and throwing him off the platform.

Tuo Ba Ye held a small knife, less than a meter long, and looked very serious, making many people want to laugh.

"Uncle, be careful!" Tuo Ba Ye swung his knife, and a long blade aura appeared, instantly reaching Yu Wen Ba Wu's chest.

Yu Wen Ba Wu was relatively upright, so Tuo Ba Ye didn't want to make him look too bad. His knife skills couldn't compare to his fist techniques.

The moment the blade aura appeared, the entire arena was shocked.

A four-year-old child could already produce a blade aura, indicating that he was already at the level of an innate martial god.

Yu Wen Jie Wu, who was twelve or thirteen, had only recently become an innate martial god.

He had intended to teach Tuo Ba Ye a lesson, but seeing the long and solid blade aura, he realized Tuo Ba Ye's strength far exceeded his own, and he immediately lost confidence.

"Truly remarkable, a four-year-old innate martial god, the first in the history of the Warring States!" Si Tu Bo Wu said in shock.

"How is this possible? A four-year-old innate martial god, how did he cultivate?" The high-level figures from the Du, Yu Wen, and Qian families were all stunned.

Only the strong figures from the Tuo Ba family were extremely proud. Tuo Ba Wei said to Du Yu Sheng, "Lord Du, do you understand now?"

"Indeed, with such a prodigy in the Tuo Ba family, I doubt you have such great ambitions anymore," Du Yu Sheng said.

Besides envy, Du Yu Sheng also felt jealousy and resentment.

If Tuo Ba Ye were allowed to grow, he would likely suppress them for a long time.

Yu Wen Ba Wu was even more surprised. He could feel the explosive energy in the blade aura. If it hit him, he would likely be seriously injured.

His strength was very strong, having just reached the level of an eight-star innate martial god, with combat power not much different from Tuo Ba Wei.

An eight-star innate martial god was already a top figure in the Warring States. There were only a few nine-star innate martial gods, and perhaps more in the imperial family, given their deep roots.

However, the blade aura couldn't harm Yu Wen Ba Wu. He used his protective elemental energy to block it.

"Kid, your strength is not bad, but you're not my match," Yu Wen Ba Wu said with admiration.

Tuo Ba Ye, however, was not grateful: "Uncle, that was just a reminder to be careful, so you wouldn't lose too badly. To show my respect, I'll use my best skills. Otherwise, it would be an insult to you."

"Kid, you're too arrogant!" Yu Wen Ba Wu said coldly.

He suddenly punched, aiming to send Tuo Ba Ye flying.

Yu Wen Ba Wu's strength was very strong, his fist aura astonishing, emitting a blinding light.

Facing Yu Wen Ba Wu's attack, Tuo Ba Ye did not dodge. He leaped up, and his small fist struck, directly clashing with Yu Wen Ba Wu's large fist.

Yu Wen Ba Wu's large fist collided with Tuo Ba Ye's small fist.

A loud boom echoed, and Yu Wen Ba Wu was actually sent flying, directly off the competition platform.

The strong figures in the arena all thought Tuo Ba Ye's small body would be sent flying.

The result was unexpected; the winner was Tuo Ba Ye, and he won very easily.

All the strong figures were stunned, no one could believe what they saw, and even the referee was dumbfounded, forgetting to announce the winner.