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"Who are you?" Nangong Tuo forcibly suppressed his surprise, but the slight tremor of his body betrayed him; he was truly astonished.
Ning Zhiyuan? A name he had never heard before. What kind of younger brother of Yun Tianmo could look exactly like him?
In contrast, Ning Zhiyuan appeared much calmer, maintaining his cool demeanor. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly in a smug manner, seemingly pleased with Nangong Tuo's reaction. He did not respond to Nangong Tuo but instead turned to look at Yun Tianmo on the high platform, as well as Nan Gong Yao, who sat beside him with clenched fists.
Ning Zhiyuan's mind was questioning, How is it? Are you satisfied with this effect? What do you think? Are you surprised by this entrance?
He did not know what kind of plan Yun Tianmo had, but he was willing to cooperate absolutely. After all, for so many years, he had existed solely for Yun Tianmo's plans. If it weren't for this appearance, he feared he would have already become a wisp of a ghost back then.
Since this is what you wanted, then I will do it. After all, there is nothing left to cling to in this Yuhai Continent; I only hope that you and she can be happy.
Ning Zhiyuan came back to his senses and extended his hand in a gesture of invitation, signaling that the competition could begin.
On the high platform, Nan Gong Yao gritted his teeth and looked at Yun Tianmo. He did not miss the direction of Ning Zhiyuan's gaze; everything was arranged by Yun Tianmo.
"What exactly do you want?" Regarding Yun Tianmo's actions in killing Feng Chengxuan, Nan Gong Yao had adopted an attitude of indifference. Why would he still not let go of his own son?
Yun Tianmo picked up a nearby teacup, gently blew away the tea leaves, and took a shallow sip before saying, "What is owed will eventually be repaid."
What is owed will eventually be repaid?
What does he mean by that? Does Yun Tianmo know something?
How is this possible? That secret has been guarded by the royal family of the Exiled Nation for centuries. Aside from that matter, the Nangong Family owes no one anything.
Yun Tianmo observed Nan Gong Yao's changing expression and knew what he was thinking. He sneered, realizing that Nan Gong Yao was indeed aware.
"Since you know, why be surprised?"
Nan Gong Yao remained silent.
At that moment, the two had already engaged in battle.
Nangong Tuo drew his flexible sword from his waist, channeling Mysterious Energy into it. Instantly, the soft sword became straight, shimmering with Azure Profound Energy. Similarly, Ning Zhiyuan also practiced Blue Element Controller, but his Mysterious Energy was in the form of a headband. At this moment, he had no fancy moves to display; he simply smiled at Nangong Tuo.
The entire arena fell silent, filled with shock and anticipation.
It was truly exciting to see how the seemingly indistinguishable Ning Zhiyuan would battle against Nangong Tuo.
The two figures charged toward the center of the arena almost simultaneously. In an instant, their Mysterious Energy collided, producing a deafening sound. The blue light was dazzlingly bright, making it difficult for those with insufficient cultivation to even open their eyes.
Nangong Tuo swung his sword to the right, closing in on Ning Zhiyuan. The tip of his sword glinted coldly as he attacked mercilessly. Ning Zhiyuan was not to be underestimated either; he sidestepped and used his left hand to pull down the headband infused with Mysterious Energy, transforming it into a flexible binding that wrapped around Nangong Tuo's soft sword.
Ning Zhiyuan pulled back forcefully, causing Nangong Tuo to lean forward. He stomped down hard to stabilize himself and struck out with his left hand to push Ning Zhiyuan back and free his soft sword.
However, what Nangong Tuo did not expect was that Ning Zhiyuan chose to fight desperately without dodging. He allowed himself to take a heavy blow on his shoulder from Nangong Tuo's palm and then kicked fiercely at Nangong Tuo's right hand holding the soft sword. With a crack, Nangong Tuo's face turned pale as he gritted his teeth to avoid dropping the sword, but he knew that his hand bone might have cracked.
"You dare!" Nangong Tuo knew that threatening words at this moment would have no effect, yet he couldn't help but blurt it out.
Ning Zhiyuan sneered at his words, completely ignoring him. He continued his movements and kicked towards Nangong Tuo's chest. At the same time, he retracted his headband and with a flick, it wrapped around Nangong Tuo's waist, pulling him closer.
This kick was delivered with full force, and it was evident that Ning Zhiyuan's toes glowed with orange light, a sign of the protective Mysterious Energy, Orange Element. If hit, Nangong Tuo would either be severely injured or worse.
"Impudent!" Nan Gong Yao realized that there was almost no way for Nangong Tuo to evade this kick. In an instant, he slammed his hands down on the armrests of the chair and propelled himself into the air, shattering the chair into dust.
As if anticipating Nan Gong Yao's move, Yun Tianmo also leaped up at the same time. With just three steps of Sky Treading, he positioned himself in front of Nan Gong Yao, blocking his path.
Nan Gong Yao encountered Yun Tianmo's obstruction mid-air and could not change direction. Anxious for Nangong Tuo's safety, he didn't think much and extended his arms straight out, palms charged with Mysterious Energy as he struck forward. He intended to push Yun Tianmo aside...
A gasp erupted from the crowd below; the spectacle was thrilling, and it seemed that the outside was just as chaotic.
As the saying goes, when gods fight, mortals suffer. Many people barely had time to comprehend what was happening before being swept away by the massive wave of Mysterious Energy, turning one side of the plaza near the high platform into utter chaos.
The only ones who remained calm and watched with indifference were those from Dream Nation. For them, the conflict between Exiled Nation and Cloud Nation was internal strife—an ideal situation where they could benefit from the chaos.
Feng Chengzhi was a representative of this group; he sat on the high platform, detached from the fray. If it weren't for the involuntary smirk on his face, one might think he was in deep meditation.
"Yun Tianmo—"
When Ouyang Zixin arrived, she saw Nangong Tuo facing off against Ning Zhiyuan and Yun Tianmo confronting Nan Gong Yao. Oh my god, what were they trying to do?
Yesterday, she had just killed a prince from Dream Nation, and today she had to deal with her own people?
She thought that at least after clearing out the people from Dream Nation, Yun Tianmo would confront Exiled Nation, but unexpectedly, he didn't want to wait at all.
"Princess, be careful." A shadow guard suddenly appeared beside Ouyang Zixin, raising his hand to intercept a flying dagger.
Immediately, the shadow guard scanned the chaotic crowd but failed to identify who had launched the sneak attack. "Princess, this place is not safe. My subordinate..."
"I'm not leaving!" Ouyang Zixin said coldly. She had sensed the dagger coming and was preparing to dodge when the shadow guard intercepted it.
It seemed that today it wasn't just Yun Tianmo targeting Nangong Tuo and Nan Gong Yao; someone else was also after her.
Who could it be?
Ouyang Zixin temporarily set aside the fighting happening on both sides, focused her mind, and mobilized her Mental Power to probe as far as possible—
Hmph, it's actually him?!
It seemed that this murky water was no longer something Yun Tianmo could stir; some people were already restless!
(To be continued.)
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