Young Martial God

At this moment, in the ten rings, there were four people who had decided who would win. Currently, among the six people from the Nangong family, only Nangong Xuan had won.    

Nangong Yun, Nangong Xi, Nangong Ming, and the others were still fighting with all their might, but the situation wasn't too optimistic.    

"young master Ye, Third Prince has invited you."    

A waiter came to Ye Zhi and said in a low voice.    

"Gu Yu?" the waiter asked.    

Ye Zhi was startled. He looked around and saw Gu Yu sitting not far behind Ancient King. Gu Yu met his gaze and nodded slightly to him.    

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Zhi slowly got up and walked over with the servant.    

Nangong Qi and the others were shocked when they saw Ye Zhi's actions. Nangong Huanxue saw Ye Zhi walking towards Gu Yu and narrowed her eyes. A glint appeared in her eyes.    

Ye Zhi's actions also attracted the attention of the three family leaders beside Ancient King.    

Nangong Xiong frowned when he saw Ye Zhi walking towards Gu Yu. He looked at Old Dog Wu and relaxed his frown slightly.    

"Third Prince."    

Ye Zhi nodded slightly when he saw Gu Yu sitting down beside him.    

He was also very confused. He did not know why Gu Yu called him here.    

"I really didn't expect young master Ye to be an elite of Nangong family. This should be able to help young master." Gu Yu handed a book to Ye Zhi with a smile.    

To be honest, when he found out that Ye Zhi was a member of the Nangong family, he couldn't help but feel excited.    

Gu Chen had received help from the Wu family and was also fighting for help from the Nangong family. Ye Zhi's words on that day had already explained his intention. As a member of the Nangong family and with the help of the Spirit Wielding Cultivator, Gu Yu just needed to put on a show and it wouldn't be difficult for him to get help from the Nangong family.    

Therefore, he was even more cautious towards Ye Zhi.    

Ye Zhi flipped through the book curiously. The thing inside startled him, and then a trace of surprise appeared on his face.    

He quickly put away the book and looked at Gu Yu gratefully. "Thank you, Third Prince. This is very beneficial to me."    

"That's good." Gu Yu also sighed when he felt Ye Zhi's surprise.    

"Speaking of which, young master Ye, do you have some conflict with that girl called Baili from the Tyrant Spirit Martial Palace?"    

When Gu Yu was sitting behind Ancient King, he had heard their conversation, which was why he asked this question.    

"A conflict?" Ye Zhi was stunned. Then he smiled and said, "There was a festival in the past."    

Gu Yu's heart tightened. His face was pale. That was a disciple of the Tyrant Spirit Sect!    

He was a little hesitant.    

Noticing Gu Yu's change, Ye Zhi raised his head and coincidentally met Baili Tong's tsundere eyes. He smiled, but she waved her fist at him.    

"Haha." Ye Zhi looked away and smiled. "We became friends again."    

"Really?" Gu Yu opened his eyes wide and stared at Ye Zhi.    

He was a little confused.    

If Baili Tong's threatening words had turned into a joke between friends, it would have made more sense.    

Otherwise, if there really was enmity between them, as a disciple of the Tyrant Spirit Sect, wouldn't he be able to do anything to Ye Zhi?    

Thinking of this, Gu Yu took a deep breath. There was no hesitation in his eyes. Instead, he was very enthusiastic.    

He looked at Gu Chen with a cold smile.    

Everyone probably thought that Miss Baili had a grudge with Ye Zhi.    

It would be fun if he flattered her.    

After exchanging a few words with Gu Yu, Ye Zhi took his leave and returned to the Nangong family's territory.    

He opened the book. The information on the participants of Wu family and Yin family was written on it. Their martial arts and other related attributes were clearly written on it.    

To Ye Zhi, it was undoubtedly a timely help.    

He took a rough look and found that most people could ignore them. The strongest opponents were only Wu Ming and Yin Lee, and the rest were also at the seventh level of the Metamorphosis Stage realm.    

"Wu Ming, between the peak of the Seventh Order Metamorphosis Stage and the lowest level of the First Thought, he is good at using weapons: sword. Martial Arts: Fast Sword Stance. His speed is extremely fast. If he were to face Wu Ming, he wouldn't be able to keep up with his speed. Running away is a good plan."    

Seeing the description, Ye Zhi's face was heavy. If Wu Ming was really the same as what was written on it, then it would be troublesome. If he could not suppress Wu Ming with greater strength, the result would be really hard to predict.    

"Yin Lee, his strength is roughly at the peak of the seventh level of the Metamorphosis Stage realm. His true combat strength is unknown, and his martial arts are unknown. " External evaluation: Very terrifying. His strength is no less than Wu Ming's. "    

"I don't know, and I don't even know his martial arts." Ye Zhi took a deep breath and looked at Yin Lee. He still had his eyes closed, which made him look strange.    

"He is not an ordinary person." Ye Zhi frowned and patted his head. His heart was heavy.    

"Those who drew eleven to fifteen will go on stage."    

At this moment, Mai He's voice rang out.    

Ye Zhi raised his head and looked over. Only then did he realize that the competition had come to an end.    

Six people from the Nangong family had joined the battle. The two who had advanced were Nangong Xuan and Nangong Xi.    

The rest had ended in failure.    

"We'll see your performance later." Nangong Qi stood up, patted Ye Zhi's shoulder, and walked out of Crystal Platform with Nangong Huanxue.    

Ye Zhi had a serious look on his face.    

According to the rules, the first round would give birth to fifteen people, each corresponding to fifteen people, but he was an extra. Hence, only after all fifteen spots were born would he be able to participate in the battle. He would fight against one of the fifteen spots. If he won, then he would advance. If he lost, then he would lose his qualifications.    

In the top ten list, only two people from the Nangong family entered.    

If Nangong Huanxue and Nangong Qi both advanced, there would only be four people.    

The situation in the Nangong family was not good.    

"Nangong Qi against Yin Lee?" Ye Zhi's pupils contracted when he saw the two men on the stage. His face was stiff.    

The result was obvious.    

Nangong stood up and was a peak Sixth Rank of Metamorphosis Stage warrior. Although his cultivation base was equivalent to the seventh level of the Metamorphosis Stage realm, he still couldn't compare to the number one elite of the Yin family, Yin Lee.    

"F * ck!" Ye Zhi couldn't help but curse in his heart.    

He gritted his teeth and looked at Nangong Huanxue, but he let out a long sigh of relief. Nangong Huanxue was going to face a Sixth Rank of Metamorphosis Stage disciple of the Wu family.    

Nangong Huanxue's advancement was almost guaranteed. Even if he successfully advanced, he would still be able to do so. There were only four people from the Nangong family. The remaining spots would be distributed by the Wu family and Yin family. No matter what the outcome was, the situation of the Nangong family was not looking good.    

"I never thought that Nangong Qi would fight Yin Lee. It's over."    

"The Nangong family has indeed declined. This time, Nangong Huanxue was connected to the Nangong family. There were only three spots left for advancement. It's worse than the last time. Truly."    

"That's right. Nangong Xuan has no chance of winning against Yin Lee."    

Everyone shook their heads and sighed, as if they had forgotten about Ye Zhi. From everyone's point of view, Ye Zhi was just a minor character. No one knew where his luck came from, but he actually drew zero and let it go, but it was the end.    

What kind of storm could a Third Rank of Metamorphosis Stage cause?    

On the stage, Nangong Qi's face was deathly pale, and he was very embarrassed as he stared at his opponent with a gloomy expression.    

Yin Lee.    

The number one elite of Yin family.    

Although Nangong Qi thought that his cultivation base was not low, he wasn't arrogant enough to compete with Yin Lee. One must understand that Yin Lee's cultivation level was not lower than Nangong Huanxue's, and he could not defeat Nangong Huanxue.    

The outcome was obvious.    

"You can't beat me. Why don't you admit defeat as soon as possible?" Yin Lee stared at Nangong Xuan indifferently.    

Even if he knew that he could not win, he was still so despicable. Nangong Qi was very dissatisfied. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth. "We can't win. We'll talk about it when we fight."    

Yin Lee's eyes froze. A cold light burst out.    

Hu!    

He actually made a move. He took a step forward, and an afterimage flashed behind him. His palm turned into a claw, and even the air seemed to be about to explode. A terrifying aura was emitted from Yin Lee's body.    

A feeling of fear welled up in Nangong Qi's heart. His expression suddenly changed, and spiritual power erupted from his body. With a stomp of his foot, his figure exploded out like an arrow.    

Bang! Bang!    

His fists were like hammers, and they carried a powerful force as they fiercely smashed towards Yin Lee.    

Yin Lee's expression was indifferent as he suddenly spoke, and he said a word that caused people to be endlessly shocked.    

"Freeze!"    

Bang!    

Nangong Qi's expression changed dramatically, and he only felt a shapeless force surging towards him from all directions, causing him to suddenly freeze.    

In a battle between experts, an instant of error could influence the situation.    

In Nangong Qi's panicked eyes, Yin Lee strode forward and appeared in front of him. He tilted his body and clenched his right fist with his five fingers.    

Bang!    

A strong wave of energy burst out from Yin Lee's body. He waved his hand and Nangong Qi felt his body floating in the air.    

Nangong Qi's face was pale, and his spiritual power spread throughout his body. As he floated in the air, he suddenly stepped into the air. In the strong wave, he staggered and fell to the ground in a sorry state. He almost fell down.    

Sensing his numb right hand, Nangong Qi's face was pale. He looked at Yin Lee with fear in his eyes.    

His strength was truly shocking.    

Could it be that he had the power just now?    

Could it be that he was a low-level One Thought Stage?    

Thinking of this, Nangong Qi's heart sank to the bottom.    

On the crystal platform, Ancient King said with a smile, "There are so many geniuses in the Yin family. They are really geniuses to learn how to use their power at such a young age."    

Hearing Ancient King's praise, the Yin family Master smiled and said humbly, "It's not worth mentioning."    

Nangong Xiong's expression was very ugly. The current situation was very unfavorable for the Nangong family. It was worse than the previous competition.    

"Low-grade One Thought Stage, my god!" Nangong Qi, who still had a trace of fighting spirit, was disheartened. Looking at Yin Lee's cold eyes, he smiled bitterly and said, "I admit defeat."    

The difference in strength was too great. If they continued to fight, it would be useless. It was better to admit defeat than to lose miserably.    

When Nangong Qi admitted defeat, the cold light in Yin Lee's eyes dissipated. He didn't even wait for the results to be announced before he calmly went down the stage.    

On the other side, Nangong Huanxue had also finished fighting, but it was the opposite of the situation here. Nangong Huanxue defeated her opponent in an instant.    

About half an hour later, the battle completely ended.    

The top fifteen were born. There were three from the Nangong family, seven from the Wu family, and five from the Yin family.    

"Next, it's that Third Rank of Metamorphosis Stage warrior's turn. Interesting."    

"Does that man give up, or does he know how to fight?"    

"Fight? Among the top fifteen, the lowest one is a Fifth Rank of Metamorphosis Stage warrior. He's really looking for death."    

Mai He's gaze swept across the top fifteen, and finally landed on Ye Zhi. With a strange expression, she said, "Now, let's proceed with the final battle of this round. Those who are not in the top fifteen will choose any one of them to challenge, and the winner will be one of the top fifteen."    

Ye Zhi took a deep breath, and under the attention of the crowd, he slowly walked forward.    

"Brother Nangong, your family's disciples really have personalities. Could it be that they want to fight?" Old Dog Wu gave a sinister smile.    

"I don't want to bother Wu Patriarch anymore." Nangong Xiong snorted coldly.