Chapter 51

At the entrance of Luoyun City, Peng Qianqiu!

A commotion arose in the crowd as they recognized the first man to step onto the stage, a young and outstanding figure from Luoyun City, with cultivation at the Blood Movement Tendon Layer level.

Soon, a black-clad youth named Wu Zhuang from Guangling City walked out and stepped onto the stage.

After a brief exchange, they immediately engaged in a fierce competition, drawing cheers from the crowd from time to time.

The atmosphere in the venue became increasingly热烈.

The dignitaries in the seats conversed casually, offering occasional comments, remaining relatively calm.

Everyone knew that this was just the beginning.

Standing in the crowd, Su Yi watched for a moment and then shook his head privately.

To him, such a sparring match was too boring, completely lacking in interest.

He shifted his gaze to the distant river surface.

In comparison, the Dacang River under the night sky was truly magnificent.

Lanterns flickered, and a thousand sails floated. On each boat, figures could be seen watching, whispering, drinking, or cheering loudly…

Even on some of the pleasure boats, the sounds of music could be heard, and graceful courtesans danced to entertain the crowd.

On the banks of the river, ordinary people, though unable to see the scene of the Dragon Gate Competition, were still excited by the distant sounds.

People, after all, just wanted to enjoy the spectacle.

As for who won or lost, only those who cared would pay attention.

The myriad scenes of human life were vividly displayed in the countless lights and shadows, quite interesting.

Silently appreciating all this, Su Yi no longer felt bored.

On the stage, one match after another was held, with participants all being young people from the two cities, not exceeding eighteen years old, and all at the Blood Movement level of cultivation.

In the matches, there were wins and losses.

According to the rules, when no one dared to challenge anymore, the defender would be the champion of this Dragon Gate Competition.

About half an hour later.

Nie Beihu's son, Nie Teng, stepped onto the stage, which piqued Su Yi's interest, and he looked over.

Nie Teng was valiant and composed, a prominent figure in the Songyun Sword Mansion. His appearance caused quite a stir.

Even some of the dignitaries stopped their conversations and looked over.

Nie Teng lived up to everyone's expectations, displaying cultivation far beyond his peers, and his combat experience was also extremely seasoned and rich.

In the following time, he won thirteen consecutive matches!

This was the best performance since the start of the Dragon Gate Competition.

The audience erupted with unprecedented enthusiasm, cheering loudly.

According to the rules, if Nie Teng won two more matches, he could step down from the stage to rest and return when he was ready to fight again.

However, in the fourteenth match, Nie Teng encountered a formidable opponent and ultimately lost narrowly.

Many people felt sorry for him, but no one mocked him.

Because achieving thirteen consecutive victories in the Dragon Gate Competition was already an extremely impressive feat for the young generation.

"His temperament is good, and his combat experience is solid. Clearly, he has undergone brutal battles. Unfortunately, his cultivation techniques and martial arts are somewhat crude…"

Su Yi observed everything, fully understanding Nie Teng's cultivation background.

Just as he was pondering, Huang Ganjun had already stepped onto the stage!

"This kid is a bit impatient; his temperament still needs tempering."

Su Yi raised an eyebrow.

However, when he saw Huang Ganjun easily defeat his opponent with overwhelming force, the crowd was stunned, and the atmosphere became intense.

Because the opponent he defeated was the one who had just beaten Nie Teng!

In contrast, Nie Teng seemed less impressive, far inferior to Huang Ganjun.

What surprised people even more was that no one expected this young rascal, Huang Ganjun, to have such formidable combat strength, which even surprised some of the dignitaries, changing their perceptions.

"Huang brother, your son is truly remarkable!"

"Unexpected, truly unexpected. Indeed, a tiger father does not have a dog son."

… Nearby dignitaries praised Huang Yunchong, who was beaming with pride.

How could he not know how bad his son's reputation used to be?

But now, who would dare to look down on him?

"This is all thanks to Lord Su's excellent guidance."

Huang Yunchong sighed inwardly, feeling a deep sense of admiration for Su Yi.

"How does my son feel?"

Nie Beihu watched the confident Huang Ganjun on the stage and then looked at Nie Teng, who had returned defeated, feeling very complex.

He knew very well that Huang Ganjun's transformation was entirely due to Su Yi's influence.

If his son had followed his arrangements and stayed by Su Yi's side, the benefits he would have gained in cultivation would not have been inferior to Huang Ganjun's.

The more he thought about it, the more Nie Beihu felt uneasy.

"Father, I am not discouraged."

Nie Teng's expression was calm, and he said calmly, "It's just one defeat. It doesn't affect me. Instead, it has shown me some of my shortcomings. As long as I correct them, I will surely make further progress in martial arts."

Nie Beihu was taken aback, and his complex emotions dissipated, feeling relieved. "Win or lose, my son has the right mindset. You will surely become a capable person one day."

Suddenly, Huang Ganjun's loud voice echoed on the stage:

"Yuan Wenjue, dare you come up and fight now?"

As these words spread, the lively atmosphere in the venue suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked incredulous.

Even the dignitaries were shocked.

Yuan Wenjue!

He was the shining star aiming for the championship of the Dragon Gate Competition, favored by everyone in Guangling City.

Even the young generation of Luoyun City regarded Yuan Wenjue as their top rival!

Who would have thought that Huang Ganjun would challenge Yuan Wenjue at this moment?

Immediately, the venue erupted in a clamor.

"Huang brother, when did your son become so bold?"

Li Tianhan couldn't help but laugh, his words tinged with mockery.

"This is the spirit of a young man." Huang Yunchong was not angry, speaking calmly.

City Lord Fu Shan smiled and said, "This kid is indeed full of vigor and courage. Even if he loses, he is still commendable."

"Indeed, he is good."

Zhou Huaiqiu nodded.

"Don't praise this kid too much. He's just a reckless rascal."

Huang Yunchong laughed and waved his hand, feeling a sense of relief from Zhou Huaiqiu's brief praise, which came from an inner gate elder of the Qinghe Sword Mansion.

"Hmph."

Li Tianhan sneered silently.

As for Wen Changqing, he had been distracted the whole time.

He had just experienced the pain of losing his son, and his personality had changed dramatically. Since taking his seat, he had been sullen, silent, and neither eating nor drinking.

"This Huang Ganjun is simply arrogant and reckless!"

"I'll see how he will be defeated later."

Not far away, the Wen family's young men sneered upon seeing Huang Ganjun challenge Yuan Wenjue.

Especially Wen Shaobei, who looked excited and gritted his teeth, "This rascal is asking for it. Who can blame him?"

Soon, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Yuan Wenjue stepped onto the stage.

He was dressed in white, his figure tall and graceful, with a long sword at his waist. As soon as he appeared, the crowd erupted in cheers, and some young girls screamed excitedly.

It was undeniable that Yuan Wenjue was extremely popular, and every move he made was closely watched by many.

"You haven't disappointed me."

On the stage, Yuan Wenjue spoke coldly.

He hadn't expected Huang Ganjun to challenge him voluntarily.

"Cut the crap!"

Before he finished speaking, Huang Ganjun had already launched a fierce attack.

His momentum was like a massive mountain moving, overwhelming and unstoppable.

In his hands, he performed the Xingyi Liuhe Quan, each punch accompanied by the movement of his hands, elbows, waist, and hips, his body twisting like a rope, making his punches explosive and powerful.

With each breath, his movements combined stillness and motion, like a divine being striking a drum, shaking the heavens and the earth!

"Ah!"

Many dignitaries narrowed their eyes, sensing that the boxing technique Huang Ganjun used was extraordinary, with a captivating momentum.

"How has this rascal changed so much…"

Li Tianhan frowned.

But when Yuan Wenjue made his move, the crowd was once again amazed.

He moved gracefully, easily breaking through Huang Ganjun's punches, appearing relaxed and effortless.

In the subsequent battle, Yuan Wenjue advanced step by step, his palm strikes like a storm, rapid and fierce, combining elegance with a sharp edge.

Soon, Huang Ganjun was on the defensive, struggling to hold his ground, waiting for his opponent to tire and reveal a weakness, then finding an opportunity to counterattack.

The crowd was already in a state of shock, with exclamations and murmurs spreading everywhere.

This match was undoubtedly more exciting and intense!

Whether it was Huang Ganjun or Yuan Wenjue, the martial arts foundation they displayed caught the attention of the dignitaries.

Yuan Wenjue's strength was expected by everyone.

What no one had expected was that Huang Ganjun could hold his ground against Yuan Wenjue's attacks!

This was too surprising.

"If this trend continues, Huang Ganjun will surely lose."

Su Yi had been watching the match and had already reached a conclusion in his heart.

Although Huang Ganjun had made great progress, he was still a level below Yuan Wenjue, and it was impossible to make up for this gap in a short time.

However, as long as Huang Ganjun did not slack off, he was destined to surpass Yuan Wenjue in the future.

Sure enough, the outcome was soon decided.

Huang Ganjun lost!

Although he had been struggling to hold on, hoping to find a weakness to counterattack, Yuan Wenjue did not give him the chance.

This young leader of the Wen family, who was the focus of everyone's attention, displayed terrifying combat strength, ultimately breaking through Huang Ganjun's defense with a Pi Guazhang and striking his chest.

Bang!

Huang Ganjun stumbled and fell, trying to get up but unable to stand.

At this moment, people saw that his chest was torn, with an indented palm print on his skin!

Many of the young generation's outstanding figures gasped, feeling a chill down their spines.

The strength Yuan Wenjue displayed was undoubtedly too overwhelming!

The city was silent for a moment, then erupted in thunderous cheers for the victorious Yuan Wenjue. Even some of the dignitaries couldn't help but applaud in admiration.

The Wen family's dignitaries and young people were all overjoyed, their faces beaming with pride.

Yuan Wenjue's victory brought them glory and honor.

At this moment, Yuan Wenjue, dressed in white, was undoubtedly the center of attention, his appearance impeccable and his demeanor unmatched.

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ps: There will be an extra update tonight~