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After experiencing the incident with Blue Shadow, Ye Feng became even more resolute in his thoughts. The head of the Li Family, Li Fengyun, not only aimed to deal with him but also wanted to cripple his friends during the Outer Sect Grand Competition, forcing him to watch helplessly as his companions lost their cultivation. This was an immense psychological blow. Once it was his turn to compete, there might even be hidden means to take his life. It must be said that Li Xingqi was indeed not someone to be underestimated.
Ye Feng quietly glanced at the Seventeenth Arena, where two evenly matched opponents had already determined a victor. Since they knew each other and practiced the same Martial Technique, both had given their all. Even the one who ultimately lost did not show much dissatisfaction or anger; he merely sighed and walked out of the Training Ground alone.
Such a scene made Ye Feng feel a sense of admiration. The Outer Sect Grand Competition was not a life-and-death struggle; it was enough to just stop at a certain point.
As Ye Feng had guessed, a voice soon called for Zhang Yihang to take the stage at the Seventeenth Arena.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yihang looked at Ye Feng helplessly and said with a wry smile, "Brother Ye is right. If it weren't for the long duration of their previous match, Blue Shadow and I would probably be corpses by now." Although this was an exaggeration, having their cultivation crippled was not much different from losing their lives.
At this moment, Blue Shadow was quite nervous. With wide eyes fixed on the Seventeenth Arena, he turned to Zhang Yihang and said, "Hey, you idiot, you must listen to Brother Ye and just admit defeat when you go up there. I don't want anything to happen to you."
Zhang Yihang scratched his head awkwardly; Blue Shadow rarely showed such concern for him, making him feel somewhat embarrassed.
Ye Feng patted Zhang Yihang on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Go on, this person's cultivation is not low."
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Yihang strode toward the Seventeenth Arena. As he stepped onto the Training Ground, he squinted at the Gray-Clad Man opposite him and sneered, "So you're Zhang Yihang? Heh, meeting me is your tragedy!"
The man had a sharp face that immediately suggested he was not a good person. Zhang Yihang found his demeanor particularly unpleasant and frowned as he asked, "What's your name?"
Perhaps due to their plans being disrupted earlier, the man appeared somewhat irritated and shouted, "Remember this: my name is Li Yang. If you don't want to die, just admit defeat."
Having likely said such things many times before, he blurted it out without thinking. Generally speaking, such words were a provocation; the opponent would surely refuse to concede out of pride.
But now he faced Zhang Yihang. After giving Li Yang a strange look, Zhang Yihang declared loudly without hesitation, "As you wish, I surrender in this match!"
Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile slightly.
Immediately, the crowd erupted into a noisy uproar. Among those watching from below were members of the Li Family who were momentarily stunned; however, those who reacted quickly began jeering loudly: "You’re too scared to fight! You should change your name to Turtle!"
Li Yang snapped back to reality from his initial shock and glared at Zhang Yihang with eyes that seemed ready to spit fire.
"Are you messing with me?"
After saying that, Li Yang assumed a tiger claw stance with both hands, clearly indicating his intention to fight.
However, this time, Supervisor Elder arrived at the center of the Training Ground immediately, speaking harshly: "The opponent has already admitted defeat. If you want to make a move, don't blame me for being rude."
Li Yang was extremely unwilling and shot an angry glare at Zhang Yihang before turning to walk out of the Training Ground.
This match had caused Zhang Yihang to lose face completely. As he walked along, he could feel the disdainful gazes from everyone around him. Blue Shadow felt uncomfortable as well; any man with a bit of pride would find it hard to maintain composure in such a situation.
"A true man can bend and stretch; compared to one's life, everything else is trivial. Yihang, you must remember this," Ye Feng said calmly when Zhang Yihang reached his side.
Zhang Yihang smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Don't worry, Brother Ye. I'm not someone whose spirit can be easily crushed; I have thick skin! Otherwise, Blue Shadow wouldn't be so devoted to me." He then winked at Blue Shadow, looking quite pleased with himself.
Blue Shadow's face flushed red, and she immediately retorted angrily, "Who is devoted to you? You really have no shame."
Ye Feng laughed heartily. In fact, seeing Blue Shadow and Zhang Yihang like this was what he hoped for the most. As he had said, he had very few friends in this world. Han Chong could be considered one of them, but because of the Li Family's revenge against him, Han Chong had met an untimely death. From any perspective, Blue Shadow and Zhang Yihang were definitely people he needed to protect.
The Outer Sect Grand Competition wasn't particularly noteworthy; for Inner Sect Disciples, such competitions lacked significant skill level. The ones interested were mostly Outer Sect Disciples, who were generally at the Martial Realm level and had relatively little exposure to martial techniques or supreme techniques. Watching the competition allowed them to observe others' martial techniques and reflect on their own cultivation.
With Blue Shadow and Zhang Yihang eliminated, only Ye Feng remained. They had strong confidence in him—not from his cultivation level but from their belief in him as a person.
Thus, both chose not to leave but stayed behind, hoping Ye Feng would achieve a good ranking.
The subsequent matches lacked excitement; Ye Feng's three opponents were all at the Martial Realm level and were easily defeated by him.
After about a day, around twenty contestants advanced to the finals. However, since it was getting late, the finals were scheduled for the following morning. After a full day of competition, everyone would be fatigued; a night’s rest was necessary.
Among the three experts from the Origin Martial Realm that Ye Feng was concerned about, aside from Li Zhen who was instantly defeated by Ye Feng and eliminated, both Li Chengce and Li Yang made it to the finals. Li Chengce's advancement was somewhat surprising; one of his arms had been broken by Ye Feng, yet he still managed to win with overwhelming superiority in cultivation!
It is worth mentioning that besides these two, there were also two other experts from the Origin Martial Realm who appeared among the finalists. These two had not shown up earlier and only arrived at the Training Ground around noon, with cultivation levels of Origin Martial Realm Fifth Level and Yuan Wu Realm Sixth Level respectively.
On the way back, Ye Feng pondered for a moment. These two were most likely from the White Tiger Hall or the Jiang Family, perhaps trying to play some tricks during the Inner Sect Competition!
Ye Feng was not afraid of these people. After returning to his residence, he lay down and went straight to sleep without saying a word!
After all, he had worked hard all day. If he didn't rest well, how could he face the remaining matches tomorrow? Moreover, he needed to conceal his cultivation level so that no one with ulterior motives would discover it. This was a high-difficulty task.
Early the next morning, the Training Ground was filled with people. At a glance, it was a sea of black, with two-thirds being Outer Sect Disciples and one-third being Inner Sect Disciples.
The grand competition was a major event for the Dragon Tiger Sect. On the day of the finals, Inner Sect Disciples naturally came to join in the excitement. Apart from a few Inner Sect Disciples, the Sect Master of Dragon Tiger Sect and the Three Grand Elders also arrived.
After today's competition determined the winners, the Three Grand Hall Masters would choose corresponding disciples to enter the Inner Sect.
Ye Feng arrived early at the Training Ground and glanced at a few people sitting on the high platform. A faint cold smile appeared on his lips, especially when his gaze landed on Li Xingqi. This old man had schemed against him in every possible way; when the time was right, he would definitely take your life.
Boredly observing the venue, Ye Feng suddenly felt a hostile gaze fixed on him. Startled, he instinctively looked up and made eye contact with someone, immediately furrowing his brow.
It was none other than Ning Ruoxue, who had previously used Vital Energy to kill Ye Feng. At this moment, Ning Ruoxue wore white clothes, her long hair reaching her shoulders as she stood across from him like an ethereal fairy.
The surrounding Outer Sect Disciples were clearly captivated by Ning Ruoxue's serene beauty. Even Ye Feng was taken aback when he first saw her. It seemed that as her cultivation level increased, her beauty had also enhanced significantly.
He wasn't sure if he had simply overlooked it before or if she truly looked this stunning now.
Ning Ruoxue did not say a word; she stared at Ye Feng for a while before turning her head to look at the Training Ground. Her expression was cold, and she remained silent throughout. It was precisely because of this that Ye Feng felt uneasy.
This woman—I can't even see through her cultivation level now. Has she reached the Yuanwu Realm Ninth Level?
"Everyone, our Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect Grand Competition is indeed a significant event for our Sect. After yesterday's matches, twenty disciples remain. Today we will hold the finals here. As you all know, after the finals, the winner will have the opportunity to enter either Flame Hall, Azure Dragon Hall, or White Tiger Hall for training. Of course, whether you can catch the attention of the Three Grand Hall Masters depends on your own efforts. Now I announce that the Dragon Tiger Sect's Outer Sect Grand Competition finals officially begins!"
While Ye Feng was lost in thought, an elder from the Sect had already delivered an impassioned speech. As soon as he finished speaking, three Supervisor Elders simultaneously called out six names!
"Training Ground One: Li Chengce and Yuan Yun."
"Second Arena, Chen Ke, Zhao Army."
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Ye Feng's name was not called, and he did not need to participate in the first round of matches.
In this first match, Ye Feng was particularly concerned about the first Training Ground, because besides Li Chengce, the opponent Yuan Yun was someone he was paying attention to, a fifth-level practitioner from the Origin Martial Realm.
"Strange, his surname is Yuan, not Jiang. Could he not be from the Jiang Family? But that doesn't make sense. If he isn't from the Jiang Family, could he really just be an ordinary Outer Sect Disciple, biding his time just to attract the attention of the Three Grand Hall Masters during this competition? Is there really someone like that?"
Ye Feng shook his head, feeling somewhat confused.
While he was pondering, he heard Zhang Yihang's voice calling out from a distance.
"Brother Ye, so you are here! I was wondering why I couldn't find you anywhere! I went to your place early this morning to look for you, but it was a wasted trip!"
The following Blue Shadow also chimed in with a grin, "I told you Brother Ye would definitely come early. You weren't happy when I asked you to come sooner!"
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