Young Martial God

"I'm not sure."    

Ye Zhi's eyes were red as he stared at Old Dog Wu and said while gritting his teeth.    

"Old Dog Wu, Blood Sun Wonderland, don't you know that?"    

A furious shout shook the Cloud Sky Arena. Nangong Xiong jumped up and waved his hand. Ye Zhi felt that the terrifying sound had disappeared.    

Whoosh!    

The sudden disappearance of the aura made his body tremble, and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.    

Old Dog Wu, Wu family!    

Ye Zhi roared, and his heart was burning with anger.    

"Old Wu, the three families have set a rule. Once you enter the Blood Sun Wonderland, no matter if the criminals or the three families kill each other, you will not be punished."    

At this moment, the Yin family Master also jumped out of the Crystal Platform. He stared at Old Dog Wu and said, "Do you want to break the rules?"    

Facing the doubts of Nangong Xiong and the Yin family Master, Old Dog Wu's face darkened. He stared at Ye Zhi with a terrifying killing intent in his eyes.    

"Ye Zhi, I understand. This must be related to you. Even if you are a Spirit Wielding Cultivator and have countless connections with the Tyrant Spirit Sect, our Wu family won't forgive you. Just you wait."    

Old Dog Wu's voice that contained hidden killing intent suddenly sounded out by his ear. Ye Zhi bit his lips and threw his eyes at Old Dog Wu fearlessly. He grinned and said, "Alright."    

"Tsk.    

Old Dog Wu snorted coldly and heavily struck the hearts of everyone like a giant hammer. His body leaped and turned into a ray of light that flew out of the Cloud Sky Platform.    

On the Cloud Sky Platform, the Wu family and the others were staring at each other. The patriarch had already left. Why would they keep him?    

After hesitating for a moment, the people of the Wu family left one after another.    

On the Cloudsky Arena, everyone was dumbfounded as well.    

No one had expected that this competition would be so dramatic.    

The entire Wu family was killed, and the Wu Family's Patriarch immediately left.    

The seats were in an uproar.    

"Cough!"    

Mai He coughed awkwardly, and everyone's attention was once again drawn to him.    

"The martial competition between the three great clans ends here. Please hand over the criminal tokens you obtained." Mai He looked around and said in a low voice.    

"Xue'er."    

Nangong Huanxue stopped and turned around to look at Ye Zhi, frowning slightly.    

"I still have one." Ye Zhi threw the badge to Nangong Huanxue.    

Nangong Huanxue took the badge and walked to the front of the stage.    

"Put the identity token here." Facing Yin Lee, Nangong Huanxue was one of the outstanding talents of the younger generation. As a Clear Mind Stage warrior, Mai He also stood up with a smile on his face.    

Although he was a Clear Mind Stage warrior, he could only stop at his current realm for the rest of his life. As for Yin Lee and Nangong Huanxue, if nothing unexpected happened during the journey of martial arts, they could easily reach the Clear Mind Stage realm, or even higher.    

Seeing Nangong Huanxue placing the tokens on the stage, Yin Lee smiled bitterly. The result of this competition was really unexpected.    

Luckily, he was already prepared.    

Putting the ten tokens on the stage, the two slowly retreated to the side.    

At this moment, everyone looked over curiously.    

Was the winner the Nangong family or the Yin family?    

Beside Ancient King, Ling Mooh suddenly smiled at Baili Tong. "Tong, this friend of yours is really unusual."    

Baili Tong was stunned. Then, a smile appeared on her face. She said proudly, "Of course. Your uncle, what do you think of him?"    

"Haha, don't tell me Tong likes him?" Ling Mooh teased her with a smile on his face.    

"Why do I like him?" Baili Tong's white neck instantly turned red as she gritted her teeth and said.    

"Yes, he is more than enough to be an outer disciple. As for inner disciple, it will depend on himself." Ling Mooh smiled.    

His heart was rolling like waves. It was not as calm as it looked.    

He still remembered that before entering the Blood Sun Wonderland, Ye Zhi was only a Third Rank of Metamorphosis Stage warrior. But in just a month's time, he had broken through to the Sixth Rank of Metamorphosis Stage realm.    

One must understand that in the Metamorphosis Stage realm, even if one's talent was above the four spirits, it would take at least a month to break through to the next level. The seventh level of the Metamorphosis Stage realm was even more difficult to advance to the next three levels.    

He actually advanced three levels consecutively within a month.    

Thinking back to Tong's words, Ling Mooh, who originally had some doubts, no longer had any doubts.    

This kid's talent was really special.    

"Yin family..."    

Mai He raised her head with a smile on her face. She stared at the interweaving cloud platform and shouted loudly before stopping abruptly.    

"Old thing always likes to whet people's appetites."    

"I really can't take it. How many times are there in such an important moment?"    

"Tell me?"    

The surrounding people all expressed their dissatisfaction, and some even shouted.    

"Yin family, get ten criminal tokens!"    

Mai He's voice was high.    

Ten?    

On the Crystal Platform, the Yin family Master sighed and smiled at Nangong Xiong. "Brother Nangong, your Nangong family is going to win this time."    

Nangong Xiong swallowed his saliva. Although he had already guessed the result, it was not the time to announce it. Everything was just an illusion.    

"Nangong family has obtained 20 criminal tokens."    

"Congratulations to Nangong family for getting the first place."    

Mai He announced the winner and raised the twenty criminal tokens.    

"Nangong family, it really is the Nangong family. Oh my god, this is a cold door."    

"I never thought that the Nangong family would win. I bet all my wealth on the Wu family. Damn it."    

"Me too? Five hundred silver taels, all my money! No one from the Wu family actually survived. Truly!"    

...    

"Brother Nangong, congratulations!"    

"Nangong Patriarch, congratulations! You've won first place! This is really unexpected! "Haha!"    

"Congratulations, Brother Nangong."    

Nangong Xiong couldn't help but laugh when he heard the compliments. He looked at Nangong Huanxue and the others on the stage with tears in his eyes.    

It had been a hundred years, and the Nangong family had always been the last place in the martial arts competition.    

He thought he wouldn't be able to see the Nangong family win the championship.    

He had never thought that everything would come so suddenly.    

"Wu family, Old Dog Wu, you will have this day too, hehe..."    

Old Dog Wu's dark face appeared in his mind again. Nangong Xiong couldn't help but laugh in his heart.    

"Please be quiet."    

Mai He pressed his palms together and shouted.    

The noise on the Cloud Sky Arena quickly dissipated. Strands of gazes shot towards Mai He.    

"Everyone knows that the winner of the three great clans' martial arts competition will be rewarded handsomely. The reward for this martial arts competition is a high ranked martial art and a fourth level of Ethereal Opening Water."    

Hu!    

Everyone opened their eyes wide as their minds buzzed, and their faces were filled with shock.    

"Tongtai Spiritual Water? My God, a portion of Tongtai Spiritual Water is worth hundreds of thousands of pure silver."    

"A high level martial art and a set of Tongtai Spiritual Water, just give it to me."    

"What a big deal. The four disciples of Nangong family, just four copies of the Tongtai Spiritual Water is worth millions of pure silver, which is equivalent to the income of a small family for three to five years."    

...    

Ye Zhi stared at Nangong Xuan and the others' excited expressions. He couldn't help but furrow his brows. After hesitating for a moment, he asked softly, "What is Tongtai Spirit Water?"    

Nangong Xuan looked at him with a strange expression. "As a Spirit Wielding Cultivator, you actually don't know about this thing?"    

Ye Zhi shook his head.    

"Tongtai Spirit Water, as a Level Four Spirit Water. Everyone knew that if a warrior wanted to ascend to the One Thought Stage Realm, they would need to build a bridge within the Spirit Fire. " As for the Tongtai Spiritual Water, it can increase the success rate and break through to the One Thought Stage Realm. " A scorching light surged in Nangong Xuan's eyes as he licked his lips and said.    

When Ye Zhi heard this, his face was filled with shock.    

It was indeed a big deal. He even took out the fourth level spirit water as a reward.    

"Alright, stop daydreaming. The spirit water and martial arts are ready. Go and get it." Nangong Xuan patted Ye Zhi's shoulder and walked up to him.    

Ye Zhi took a deep breath and followed closely.    

Suddenly, Ye Zhi seemed to have noticed something. He looked up and could not help frowning.    

In a corner of the Cloud Sky Platform. In a corner of the Cloud Sky Arena, Gu Chen looked at him with a face full of unwillingness. His eyes were filled with killing intent.    

"Ye, you're lucky." Gu Chen waved his sleeve and turned around to leave.    

Ye Zhi's heart sank as he watched Gu Chen leave.    

It seemed like there was still a lot of trouble.    

Wu family, Gu Chen!    

"Bring it on. Only when there's pressure will there be motivation." Ye Zhi narrowed his eyes and grinned.    

"Wu family, Gu Chen, you will be the stepping stones for me to reach the peak of martial arts."    

His tightly clenched hands slowly relaxed. A light smile appeared on Ye Zhi's face as he accepted the Tong Tai Spiritual Water and advanced martial arts.    4

The vast Cloud Sky Arena followed the end of the martial arts competition. The dense crowd also went down the mountain like a receding tide. The one month's time and the winner made everyone sigh with emotion.    

The Wu family, which originally had the strongest strength, actually had no survivors. Although they didn't know what had happened in the Heavenly Abode, everyone had a vague feeling that there was some kind of connection between them and the Nangong family.    

The Nangong family was going to rise up in the Pugilistic World.    

On the Crystal Platform, Ancient King and the Nangong family were having an intimate conversation. Because Baili Tong had said that she was good friends with Ye Zhi and was the winner this time, Ancient King was not stupid and naturally knew how to make choices.    

In the past, the Nangong family was weak and only had one person. A scholar should not slack off for three days. They could not slack off for the Nangong family like in the past.    

All the major and minor powers on the side looked at them with fervent and envious eyes.    

"Ye Zhi."    

Baili Tong, who had come with Ling Mooh, suddenly waved at Ye Zhi.    

As a disciple of the Tyrant Spirit Sect and the Lord of the Martial Palace, Baili Tong's actions instantly attracted everyone's attention.    

Some people who knew Ye Zhi and Baili Tong secretly remembered Ye Zhi's image and regarded him as someone they couldn't afford to offend.    

As for the others who did not know the pros and cons, all of them had surprised and confused expressions on their faces as they secretly tried to figure out what was going on.    

Nangong Xiong also noticed that Ye Zhi was still in a daze. He could not help but say, "Ye Zhi, Miss Baili called you over."    

Ye Zhi smiled and slowly walked forward.    

Baili Tong was actually a member of the Tyrant Spirit Sect. This identity was really surprising!    

"I am Ye Zhi. Greetings to your master."    

Arriving in front of Ling Mooh, Ye Zhi smiled faintly at Baili Tong and then bowed.    

"Good. Tong has been talking about you all day long. I have seen you today. You are not bad." Ling Mooh observed Ye Zhi and nodded. A trace of admiration flashed across his eyes.    

Not arrogant or impatient. Not afraid of shrinking back. It was a great use.    

Even Ling Mooh had the heart to cherish talent. If he really accepted this man as a disciple of the Tyrant Spirit Sect, it would not take long for him to become stronger than the geniuses of the imperial clan.    

After listening to Ling Mooh's words, Ye Zhi felt a little awkward. He looked at Baili Tong and found that her face was red. Her head was drooping and she didn't speak much.    

"Ye Zhi, do you want to join the Tyrant Spirit Sect?" Ling Mooh suddenly asked.    

Baili Tong looked up and kept winking at Ye Zhi.    

Become a disciple of the Tyrant Spirit Sect!    

Ye Zhi took a deep breath and looked into Ling Mooh's eyes. He smiled. "Of course I want to, but I'm afraid it won't be easy to join the Tyrant Spirit Sect."