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"Is that the Sealing Space that the uncle and the others created?" Ouyang Zixin looked at the empty space in the center of the square, where shimmering lights flickered. The barrier separating it from the outside world seemed so thin; did it really work?
Yun Tianmo nodded, holding Ouyang Zixin's hand with one hand while pointing to the top of the Sealing Space with the other. "From that point as the center, it envelops the entire Dueling Arena."
The Sealing Space appeared to be just a thin layer, but it took Rong Yi and the others an entire night to complete.
It was said that this Sealing Space nearly consumed all of their Mysterious Energy, which explained why Rong Yi looked rather unwell today.
"I'm doing better than them; the other three are still lying at home," Rong Yi raised an eyebrow.
Ouyang Zixin smiled lightly, winked at Yun Tianmo, and walked over to Rong Yi. "Thank you for your hard work, uncle. I just wonder if this Sealing Space has any...?"
Rong Yi snorted and rolled his eyes at Ouyang Zixin. This girl never thought about anything serious; even before the match, she was already thinking about how to cheat. He decided to ignore her.
As the three chatted, the match was soon announced to begin.
Although Yun Tianmo had a bye today, Ouyang Zixin was set to compete. It was told to her by Ouyang Hao yesterday that her opponent was Yun Guo Haoran's Third Miss, who practiced the Orange Element.
The earlier matches were not very exciting; they were mostly one-sided performances that made Ouyang Zixin yawn repeatedly.
Yun Tianmo looked at her with concern. He had told her not to come so early, but she didn’t listen. Now she had such dark circles under her eyes; it seemed he shouldn’t have talked to her so much last night.
The night before.
"Honey, did the Housekeeper say anything to you?" Ouyang Zixin asked, feeling a bit guilty as she lay on the bed, looking at Yun Tianmo, who was reading beside her.
Yun Tianmo didn't lift his head and replied, "What did they say?"
Uh...
Ouyang Zixin shook her finger, feeling a bit embarrassed to speak up, but dragging this out wasn't a solution.
Forget it, I'll just go for it!
"It's about that white handkerchief..."
"Mm?"
"Oh! It's about the wedding night! The evidence, the evidence!" Ouyang Zixin suddenly sat up.
Only then did Yun Tianmo look at her, his eyes clear and genuine. "Evidence?"
Ouyang Zixin got off the bed and walked over to Yun Tianmo, poking his shoulder with her finger. She whispered, "They said that handkerchief was prepared for the first night..."
"Oh." Yun Tianmo finally understood; it turned out his dear wife was being shy about this matter.
Putting down his book, Yun Tianmo pulled Ouyang Zixin closer and pinched her nose. "You may look grown up, but I know you're different from others, so I'm willing to wait."
Ouyang Zixin felt a surge of emotion upon hearing those words, but her body was still a bit anxious. She had grown significantly in the secret realm over the past few years, and she was still quite young.
"You are so good to me."
"Because you are my wife," Yun Tianmo said, giving her a light peck on the cheek with a smile.
"And today is the day of the competition's opening. If I kept you up all night and you couldn't get up today, that wouldn't be good," Yun Tianmo said playfully, his gaze wandering over her while his hand gently slid across her back.
Ouyang Zixin trembled all over; the sensation was simply... too intoxicating.
"Then tonight won't work either."
"What's this? It seems like my wife is looking forward to it? Then I..."
Ouyang Zixin quickly covered Yun Tianmo's mouth, blushing as she shot him a glare. He was clearly a perceptive person, yet he insisted on being cheeky. "Are your shadow guards aware of how inappropriate you are?"
"Do they need to know?" Yun Tianmo continued to be shameless.
The two chatted casually until Ouyang Zixin's eyelids began to droop. Only then did Yun Tianmo realize how late it had gotten and hurriedly said, "You should rest now; there's still a competition tomorrow."
"What’s there to be afraid of? After all, they are your people from Cloud Nation," Ouyang Zixin replied, reluctant to sleep. She felt there were many things she wanted to say to Yun Tianmo. While mumbling, she buried her head into his chest and drifted off to sleep peacefully...
Yun Tianmo was taken aback and chuckled helplessly. So this was where the focus lay?
The Haoran Family, a family highly regarded by the royal family of Cloud Nation, was participating in the competition at the royal family's arrangement.
"Fool, I won't make you work too hard," Yun Tianmo said softly, gently placing Ouyang Zixin on the bed. He looked at her sleeping face for a moment before walking toward the window.
A shadow flashed outside, and Yun Tianmo made a gesture; the shadow immediately disappeared.
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"Look, that person is really ruthless."
Yun Tianmo's thoughts were pulled back as he turned to look at the center of the square, where a very burly man was brutally beating a young man.
"That person is from Dream Nation's Zhai Family, named Zhai Peng. The one being chased and beaten is from Cloud Nation's Li Family, named Li Lan," Yun Tianmo explained to Ouyang Zixin.
Zhai Peng was tall, significantly taller than most men. He appeared to be cultivating the Orange Element, emanating a faint glow. Each punch he threw was powerful and fierce.
At first, Li Lan could still use his Mystical Artifact to resist him, but Zhai Peng seemed to possess innate strength and grew more vigorous as the fight continued. He shifted from defense to offense, completely destroying Li Lan's Mystical Artifact. Without his Mystical Artifact, Li Lan had nothing but Mysterious Energy but was powerless to resist; after all, Blue Xuan had completely lost its advantage against Orange Element.
Li Lan had taken several punches from Zhai Peng already. His torn clothes hung on him like rags, and he could fall victim at any moment.
Seeing that Li Lan wasn't resisting and was merely dodging, Zhai Peng grew impatient and shouted, "What are you hiding for? Do you dare to face me head-on?"
Li Lan inwardly lamented his misfortune; it was truly unlucky to encounter such a monstrous powerhouse in the first round of the competition. His Mystical Artifact had been rendered useless, and aside from dodging, he genuinely didn't know how else to save his own life. After all, this competition had no restrictions; if he wasn't careful and lost his life, it would be a huge loss.
The audience from the Li Family was also quite nervous, with many people already standing up from their seats. However, since the time had not yet come, they were unable to enter the Sealing Space and could only hope that Zhai Peng would show mercy.
"If you don't confront me head-on, I won't hold back!" Zhai Peng stopped in the center of the arena, his gaze following Li Lan.
At this moment, Li Lan resembled a mouse in the eyes of a cat, having lost any value for play; the cat was ready to pounce.
"Brother, I... I admit defeat. Is that not enough?" Li Lan said, his eyes scanning the location of his family in the audience. Although surrendering was a humiliation, it was nothing compared to the value of his life.
He thought that upon hearing this, Zhai Peng would let him off the hook, as there was no deep-seated hatred between their families. But to his surprise, Zhai Peng burst into laughter, as if he had heard an enormous joke.
"In the Three Kingdoms competition, we haven't even truly fought yet, and you admit defeat? How will others view me, Zhai Peng?" Zhai Peng's eyes were sharp as he fixed his gaze on Li Lan without a hint of relaxation. "What if it is deemed collusion? Wouldn't I become a laughingstock?"
Li Lan felt bitter upon hearing this. Who would collude with him? He merely wanted to survive, but it was clear that Zhai Peng had no intention of letting him go. What could he do now...
Ouyang Zixin also became interested in Li Lan's surrender and tugged at Yun Tianmo, asking, "So, is it not allowed to admit defeat?"
"It is allowed."
"Then how..."
Yun Tianmo fell silent for a moment, feeling somewhat hesitant. Even if he didn't speak up now, Ouyang Zixin would find out later; this matter couldn't be hidden.
"The Sealing Space is a double-edged sword; it protects the competition from interference but also hinders outside help in case things get too intense," Yun Tianmo turned his head to look at Rong Yi.
Rong Yi nodded.
Ouyang Zixin listened and suddenly recalled Ning Zhiyuan's words from yesterday; this was what he meant. No wonder Ning Zhiyuan said his thoughts were indeed kind, as the so-called Sealing Space was not set up to protect others from being affected.
A scream echoed through the venue—
"Oh my!" Ouyang Zixin exclaimed as he turned to look.
Zhai Peng quickly caught up with the fleeing Li Lan, ignoring Li Lan's pleas for mercy. He grabbed Li Lan's shoulder and yanked him back, delivering a punch straight to Li Lan's face.
The crowd outside erupted in noise, with angry voices from the Li Family.
But none of it mattered, as they could do nothing but wait.
Li Lan was hit hard by Zhai Peng's punch, blood immediately streaming from his mouth and nose, his head tilting back like a puppet that had lost control.
"Isn't it possible to admit defeat?" Ouyang Zixin recalled that in previous matches, there had been a clear disparity between strength and weakness, yet the situation hadn't been this dire.
"Of course it is," Ning Zhiyuan said, appearing at Rong Yi's side. "Unfortunately, the other party refuses to back down, so he can only endure."
A match can be conceded, provided both parties reach an agreement; if one side disagrees, begging for mercy is of no use.
"Compared to a life-and-death struggle, this match is not merciful at all." Ouyang Zixin frowned; she had indeed been too naive about the competition.
What would her opponent be like in the upcoming match?
Yun Guo Haoran's family...
"Don't overthink it." Yun Tianmo squeezed Ouyang Zixin's hand, knowing from her expression that she was lost in thought again.
Ouyang Zixin slowly shook her head. It wasn't that she was overthinking; she felt that anything was possible. After all, once the competition began, those outside could not interfere. She couldn't expect to face someone from Cloud Nation or Exiled Nation in every match. What if she encountered a deadly opponent? What would the outcome be?
Or perhaps, there were traitors among the allies...
Yun Tianmo turned his head and met Ouyang Zixin's gaze, and he shivered slightly. Upon closer inspection, Ouyang Zixin's eyes had returned to normal. What was that hint of doubt earlier? Could it be that he had misread her?
"Get to bed early tonight," Yun Tianmo suddenly said.
This little woman must be sleep-deprived and disoriented; he would just assume he had misinterpreted her earlier look.
"Okay," Ouyang Zixin nodded.
Li Lan was eventually carried off; although he didn't die, he was nearly there. Zhai Peng had almost shattered his entire body with sheer force, his limbs twisted at unnatural angles. It was clear that his meridians were likely ruined as well.
The Li Family shot furious glares at the resting area of Dream Nation. This was only the first match, and it had already reached such a level; Dream Nation was truly going too far.
"Originally, the alliance was formed to suppress Dream Nation, but who would have thought they would take the initiative to stick their necks out?" Ning Zhiyuan sneered from the side. "Isn't this what they call being oblivious to danger?"
The venue was quickly cleared. This match, perhaps influenced by the previous one, turned chaotic, with bloodshed on the spot.
So soon, there were casualties?
"I'm afraid the Zhang Family will end up resenting the Zhai Family for this."
This match was still between Dream Nation and Cloud Nation, but the disparity in strength had flipped. Cloud Nation was ruthless this time, aiming to suppress Dream Nation's arrogance from the last match. The Zhang Family was clearly harmed by the Zhai Family, but what could be done? They were forced to bear the bitter fruit of a teammate's blunder.
Yun Tianmo smirked; he hadn't expected things to progress so smoothly. Before they even made their move, Dream Nation might end up fighting among themselves.
"The next match: Exiled Nation's Ouyang Zixin against Yun Guo Haoran."
The announcement for the match began.
Ouyang Zixin stood up, dressed in a purple combat outfit with her hair simply tied up. She walked confidently to the center of the arena. As she entered, she vaguely felt as if she had passed through a thin membrane, but when she looked back, there was nothing behind her. Only when she reached out to touch it did she realize it was blocking her.
The sealing space created by the older generation is indeed profound.
Ouyang Zixin looked across; stepping onto the stage was a woman clad in white. Unlike Ouyang Zixin, her hair was not tied up but flowed freely around her, her graceful figure slowly approaching. She didn't seem like someone here for a competition; rather, she resembled a contestant in a beauty pageant.
"Honey, you don't have to make it so obvious if you're going to help me cheat," Ouyang Zixin chuckled inwardly while maintaining a serious expression as she cupped her fists in salute toward Haoran Yan.
After Haoran Yan stood still, she nodded at Ouyang Zixin, yet showed no intention of making a move.
The two remained in the arena, neither willing to take that first step.
"What are they doing?"
"Who knows? Ouyang Zixin's status is quite special now, being the Consort of the Cloud Kingdom Ink King. I think this match..."
The spectators outside were buzzing with discussions, largely convinced that Ouyang Zixin was the predetermined winner of this contest. They may have looked down on it verbally, but deep down, they were envious; no one wanted to risk their lives unnecessarily.
"Has the Girl's Mental Power reached this level?" Rong Yi was somewhat surprised.
As the saying goes, outsiders watch for excitement while insiders see the intricacies. Rong Yi was naturally focused on the details, while those who thought both participants were inactive were hardly even outsiders; neither the intricacies nor the excitement concerned them.
Suddenly, Haoran Yan's lips tightened, and a trickle of blood flowed down without warning. She then raised her hand to wipe away the blood and softly said, "I lost."
Ouyang Zixin relaxed as well and smiled, "Thank you for your kindness."
The two turned away and exited the Duel Arena.
"Exiled Nation, Ouyang Zixin wins!" (To be continued.)
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