Chapter 48: Dragon Night Duel
Yan Zhen shook his head, “Since most of the challengers are One, Two, or Three-Star Mystics, I’m not interested in bullying them.”
In order to ensure he could better complete the plot, Yan Zhen had diligently cultivated and had already advanced to the Four-Star Mystic Realm. Against Three-Star and lower opponents, he could basically one-shot them.
The Imperial Blaze Art combined with the Gold and Silver Fire was just that overbearing, not to mention he had also learned the Tai Chi Shock and Eight Extremes Explosion, two powerful Mystic Techniques.
Now, Yan Zhen could easily defeat Mystic Scholars, and ordinary Mystics were no longer worthy of his attention.
“That’s true, Cousin Brother Yan Zhen has regained his former peak, ordinary people can’t compare to him… No wonder you’re Cousin Brother Yan Zhen~”
Yan Meng’er clung to Yan Zhen, her face beaming with a sweet smile, making the nearby Yan Ruyu quite envious.
During the New Year, Yan Ruyu had been spanked by Yan Zhen to the point of being ashamed, and she had locked herself in her room for several days, refusing to go out, until Yan Meng’er said:
“Meng’er’s guess was right, Cousin Brother Yan Zhen really likes Cousin Sister’s buttocks, look how eagerly he bullied her.”
After hearing this, a faint joy had sprouted in Yan Ruyu’s heart, making her constantly think at night that could it be that Yan Zhen really had a bit of… that kind of good feelings towards her?
Yan Meng’er had told her to use this as a breakthrough to get closer to Yan Zhen, but it was really difficult for her.
After all, the two were originally like sworn enemies, suddenly asking her to actively approach Yan Zhen was too much to ask.
Yan Ruyu stole a glance at Yan Zhen, and he happened to look over, startling her into quickly averting her gaze.
“?”
Yan Zhen became alert, could it be that this cousin sister was harboring a grudge after being beaten by him, and was planning to take revenge? But there was no corresponding plot in the script, so theoretically, there shouldn’t be any trouble. Still, better to be cautious, in case she tried some tricks!
The three soon arrived at the stage set up by the City Lord’s Mansion.
At this time, the area around the stage was already crowded with people, cheering and applauding the fierce battles on stage.
The Dragon Night Duel of the City Lord’s Mansion had the most generous rewards, and the strength of the defenders was relatively strong, making the battles more exciting, thus attracting a large crowd.
Currently defending the stage was Yan Mo.
Yan Mo was a One-Star Mystic, probably having obtained a Condensed Mystic Pill from his grandfather after being defeated by Yan Zhen, but being able to successfully advance in one go, his foundation and luck were quite good.
Yan Mo’s opponent was also a One-Star Mystic, but much older, mastering two Mystic Techniques and using them alternately, fighting Yan Mo on equal terms.
However, Yan Zhen could see that Yan Mo had a slight advantage, and the advantage was still expanding. It wouldn’t take more than ten rounds for him to defeat his opponent.
Sure enough, after nine rounds, Yan Mo struck out with his Flame Palm, knocking his opponent off the stage.
“Good!”
Applause and cheers intertwined, making Yan Mo proudly raise his chin, just catching sight of Yan Zhen and the Yan sisters coming to the audience below, his heart immediately filled with bitterness.
—Meng’er is one thing, but how come Cousin Sister Ruyu has also become close to that guy? Damn it!
Yan Mo wanted to perform well to make everyone look at him in awe, to show that the young talents of the City Lord’s Mansion were not limited to just Yan Zhen!
With his One-Star Mystic cultivation, combined with the advanced technique he had learned in the Mansion and three Mystic Techniques, he was capable of defeating ordinary Two-Star Mystics, and could even contend against Three-Star Mystics.
Without waiting for the stage host to speak, Yan Mo took the initiative to call out, “Anyone else wants to come up and challenge?”
The young people in the audience looked at each other, some tempted, but also hesitant.
“Let us give it a try!”
A arrogant voice suddenly erupted from the crowd, and everyone turned to look. Several young masters in luxurious attire were approaching, all from the Ao, Jia, and Liu families, including Aoge.
Leading them was a handsome young man holding a folding fan, exuding an elegant air.
—Here they come.
Yan Zhen’s eyes narrowed, the fan-wielding young man was the boss of this plot segment, Liu Xing from the Liu family, also a classmate of Yan Ruyu at the Mystic Academy in Silver Moon City.
Although Liu Xing’s strength was high, having already reached the Seven-Star Mystic Realm, his reputation was not very good. He had gotten a girl pregnant and refused to take responsibility, a typical scumbag. Yan Ruyu had once stood up for a female classmate and fought with Liu Xing, so the two had a bad relationship.
Seeing Liu Xing, Yan Ruyu’s expression darkened slightly, a chill gradually gathering in her eyes.
Yan Mo was also startled by this grand display, he was only a One-Star Mystic, but the aura emanating from these young masters was stronger than his.
Because they were older and had studied at the Mystic Academy, their cultivation and Mystic Techniques were superior.
In previous years, the three major families would also send people to challenge the stage, but not in such a large group, obviously they were here to cause trouble.
Liu Xing gently swayed his fan and said indifferently, “Liu Feng, you go first.”
Liu Xing’s clan nephew, Liu Feng, immediately nodded and leaped onto the stage.
Channeling Mystic Power, the aura of a Three-Star Mystic was boldly emanated.
“Go ahead and make your move, young master of the Yan family, or you won’t get a chance.”
Yan Mo’s face flushed red with anger, activating his Flame Palm and striking out fiercely.
Liu Feng coldly smiled, and in less than ten rounds, he sent Yan Mo flying off the stage, unable to get back up.
Aside from the group of young masters who had come with him, no one cheered for him.
A twenty-two-year-old Three-Star Mystic bullying an eighteen-year-old One-Star Mystic was simply taking advantage of his superior strength, not worthy of applause.
With Yan Mo’s talent and diligence, he could advance one or two stars in a year, and at the latest, by the age of twenty, he could defeat the twenty-four-year-old Liu Feng.
The steward responsible for maintaining order on the stage had a grim expression, quickly signaling the medical staff to go up and carry Yan Mo down to treat his injuries.
Watching from below, Yan Ruyu was furious. She leaped onto the stage with a bound.
Clang!
Her sword drawn, she pointed it directly at the opposite Liu Feng.
“So you dare to bully the weak? You have really become shameless! If you want to fight, then I’ll fight you! Starting with you, Liu Feng!”
“What is Miss Ruyu saying, I haven’t violated any stage rules, how can you call us shameless? However, I don’t consider myself your match, so I’ll be leaving first.”
With that, Liu Feng slowly retreated, trying to get off the stage.
“Trying to run!?”
Yan Ruyu had no intention of letting him go, her feet pushing off, Mystic Power bursting forth as she attacked with the Scattered Flower Sword at high speed.
Liu Feng’s expression changed, quickly summoning a protective Mystic Artifact shield in front of him.
Boom!
The Mystic Power exploded like flowers on the shield, and under the impact, Liu Feng was sent flying off the stage, crashing heavily to the ground below, his eyes seeing stars and unable to get up for a long time.
Yan Ruyu snorted coldly, sheathing her sword and looking down at Liu Xing.
“If you want to fight, then come up, don’t be a cowardly turtle!”
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