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Shangguan Yao's hand trembled slightly as he presented the challenge letter, but he fought to maintain control.
"Mr. Jiang, even if it’s just an ant, you should give it a chance. Besides, this ant is quite confident; it might not necessarily lose," Shangguan Yao said with a smile, though the clouds in his eyes grew heavier.
His patience seemed to have reached its limit. The man before him had killed his son, yet he still forced a smile, which was more painful for Shangguan Yao than death itself. However, he endured; he had waited over two years for this opportunity for revenge. Each day had been tormenting, and now that he was getting closer to his goal, he needed to be even more patient.
Everyone was watching. If Jiang Chen refused the challenge, the rumors would surely suggest that Jiang Chen was afraid of Shangguan Yao.
"Master, why should you personally deal with this ant? Just leave it to your disciple," Lin Yin suddenly spoke up.
Jiang Chen glanced at Lin Yin. Her current strength was indeed sufficient to compete with those in the Divine Realm; it was no longer a question. However, Shangguan Yao had already reached the Transcendent Realm, making him exceptionally powerful on Earth. Lin Yin did not have guaranteed victory against him.
"Let Ye Ming handle it," Jiang Chen said.
Upon hearing this, Ye Ming stepped forward eagerly, her innocent and beautiful eyes gazing at Shangguan Yao as she said earnestly, "Give me the challenge letter; your opponent is me."
After saying this, Ye Ming reached out to take the challenge letter from Shangguan Yao. However, Shangguan Yao's grip tightened around it; this was an unbearable humiliation for him.
Seeing that Shangguan Yao wouldn’t let go, Ye Ming's fingers glowed with a faint red light. The temperature of the challenge letter suddenly surged, and Shangguan Yao felt as if his fingers were pressed against a red-hot iron block, causing him to immediately release his grip.
Once Ye Ming took the challenge letter away, the smile on Shangguan Yao's face vanished completely; this was an open humiliation.
"Mr. Jiang, sending this little girl to fight for you is likely just sending her to her death," Shangguan Yao said in a low voice.
Having feared that Jiang Chen might refuse the duel, Shangguan Yao had been polite until now. He never expected Jiang Chen would go so far as to send his female disciple to face him; it was infuriating and contemptible.
"Don't worry; she is not your match," Jiang Chen replied.
"Good, good, good," Shangguan Yao nodded repeatedly, his anger reaching its peak as he emphasized each "good." "Then tomorrow at three in the afternoon, I will wait for you by the lake at Mingjing Valley. Our battle is inevitable."
Fuming with rage, Shangguan Yao left after throwing down those words.
The news quickly spread through the crowd: at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, the master of Tianlang Palace would challenge Mr. Jiang’s female disciple.
This martial arts conference had been lively enough already, but nothing could attract more attention than this.
"Isn't Mr. Jiang being a bit too arrogant by sending his disciple to fight? Shangguan Yao is in the Transcendent Realm! How strong can that little girl be? Isn’t that courting death?"
"Those three beauties can't all be Mr. Jiang's disciples, can they? How come all of Mr. Jiang's disciples are so beautiful?"
"If I had Mr. Jiang's abilities and could take on disciples, I would only take in beauties too—heh heh."
"Haha! We’re all men here; I understand."
"Stop talking nonsense! Be careful not to let Mr. Jiang hear you; he's not someone to mess with. Let’s place bets on whether Mr. Jiang’s disciple named Ye Ming can stand up to Shangguan Yao."
"Definitely not," came the reply.
"I agree. There's no way she could be a match for Princess Shangguan. I doubt she could even stand up to me. I can't believe a little girl could have much strength," another voice chimed in.
"Don't forget, a great teacher produces outstanding students. Mr. Jiang is so young yet so formidable; his disciples can't be weak either. Mr. Jiang's abilities were witnessed by many in Qinling a few years back. His extraordinary skills left our sect's leader saying he had never seen or heard anything like it."
The group continued to discuss, but after a long conversation, they still remained skeptical about Ye Ming's strength.
As evening approached, the sky in Tianshan remained bright, as it was several hours later than in the mainland. By eight o'clock at night, the sun was still shining.
This gathering was a grand event, with numerous Hidden Sects coming together. Many of the closer Hidden Sects organized bonfire gatherings, creating a lively atmosphere.
That night, Jiang Chen brought Lin Yin and others to Shen Xue Men and Divine Medicine Valley.
At Shen Xue Men, Wu Taitian was still leading the group, and the Lu siblings were also present. The brother and sister duo had significantly improved their strength.
"Master, I can't fight that little ant, but can I spar with Elder Wu?" Lin Yin looked at the beaming Wu Taitian and asked Jiang Chen earnestly.
Upon hearing Lin Yin's request, Wu Taitian felt embarrassed. If he fought Lin Yin and won, it wouldn't be honorable; if he lost, it would be quite humiliating. Although losing to Mr. Jiang's disciple wasn't exactly shameful, it was best if such a situation didn't occur.
"Why don't you spar with the Lu siblings instead?" Jiang Chen suggested.
"Yes, yes! Miss Lin, I'm too old to compete with you young folks. You should spar among yourselves," Wu Taitian quickly downplayed his own abilities.
"Alright then," Lin Yin agreed without pushing further. She simply felt an itch to fight; this opportunity was rare, and she just wanted to find someone to practice with.
"Then I'll take this chance to learn from Miss Lin," one of the Lu siblings said. Martial artists have their pride; although they had no doubts about Jiang Chen's strength, they felt overlooked when Lin Yin directly challenged Elder Wu without acknowledging them first. They were among the best disciples of Shen Xue Men in recent years and were ten years older than Lin Yin. Being ignored by a little girl made even the most composed person feel uncomfortable, prompting Lu Lengxue to step forward.
"Sister Lu, don't hold back!" Lin Yin said playfully.
Seeing Lin Yin's cheeky demeanor took Lu Lengxue by surprise; she never expected that someone as profound as Mr. Jiang would have such a lively female disciple.
In contrast, Ye Ming and Qin Xiaoya seemed to share a personality more akin to Jiang Chen's.
Though the sun had completely set, shadows began to creep in at the foot of the mountain due to its towering peaks. Lu Lengxue and Lin Yin stood on the lawn; after bowing respectfully to each other, Lin Yin called out "Be careful!" before launching her attack. She was not one to hesitate or hold back. Over the years, her strength had grown rapidly; however, within Quiet Villa, she felt like the weakest among her peers as the eldest disciple. This sense of inadequacy fueled her desire to regain her confidence in front of others during this martial arts tournament.
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