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by Heaven's White Crane

“What a man has to do?” Duanmu Liang was baffled. ‘What is it?’

  The young fellow turned around and walked with his chin up. He left the Smithing Hall with a cheerful smile, and a formidable aura was released as his footsteps became firmer.

  Duanmu Liang followed him to the main street. He turned pale when he saw where Ou Yangming was heading, and he mumbled, “Im-pos-si-ble…”

  Chapter 301 - I Want To Dominate A Ring

  ‘Ring domination! Ring domination! Ring domination! Ou Yangming looked high-spirited, and he only had one thought in his mind.

  ‘I want to dominate a ring!’

  After seeing Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Wu Hanning going up to a ring each, unlimited lofty sentiments rose from the bottom of his heart.

  He did not want to be a spectator at this moment as he wanted to dominate today.

  Ou Yangming’s killing intent kept growing as he came closer to the square. It was similar to the pressure released by Wu Hanning earlier, where it occupied the space around her bit by bit and shocked everyone present.

  There was a much lesser crowd at the square as compared to before. After all, it was only the first day of the Myriad Treasure Meet. Although the appearance of ring defenders attracted a lot of attention, there were a minority of people who were merely there to watch the events during the meet.

  Perhaps the other people would have extra time for this after they fulfilled their wishes.

  Nonetheless, the square was still the most attractive spot. It was not packed with people, but at least 1,000 people gathered around.

  The instant Ou Yangming appeared on the square, the people in front of him felt numb, and they somehow felt as if they were being eyed by an ancient carnivore. Without any hesitation, the people made way and turned to look in shock.

  They instantly saw a teen walking slowly in their direction. He was not fast and had a bright smile, but those who were within 10 steps from him somehow saw a giant ferocious beast’s image drifting on him.

  The teen’s seemingly harmless eyes were fearsome, so much so that the people around him did not have the guts to look him in the eye.

  Spiritual pressure—this was the outcome when Ou Yangming peeled off the mental power from his Spiritual Fist to be released on its own. It was also a special ability that he grasped by using Wu Hanning’s mental power attack as a reference.

  Through the ability’s disguise, everyone who was affected by the spiritual pressure would not pay attention to his martial arts cultivation, but would fully focus on resisting the pressure.

  Unless a Supreme Great Ancestor was present, Ou Yangming’s pressure was sufficient to make anyone avoid him.

  With that, the crowd evaded him and staggered backward subconsciously. An oval was unknowingly formed as a result.

  The disturbance caught more attention in an instant. Since the people who were a distance away could not feel Ou Yangming’s spiritual pressure, they were surprised.

  ‘A Yin Grade teen is walking leisurely among the crowd, but those who were within 10 steps from him backed away as though they encountered a dreadful monster. What the hell is going on?’

  Ou Yangming controlled his mental power very well such that he did not release it without restraints, but this was exactly the reason for the misunderstanding.

  Zuoqiu Hongyuan was exchanging blows with a person on his ring, but the fight seemed irresolvable. It was then when he suddenly turned to look at Ou Yangming in the middle of the intense fight. He only took a glance, but he captured plenty of information.

  Ou Yangming paused, and the smile on his face became brighter.

  ‘Zuoqiu Hongyuan is clearly fighting with ease!’

  He looked up and turned to glance at Zuoqiu Hongyuan too, where his look contained a similarly strong power. Zuoqiu Hongyuan, who was still fighting, shuddered but recovered his state after a split second.

  At the other ring, Wu Hanning was sitting on a big carved chair. After winning two fights, nobody else challenged her. Sure enough, her status as part of the imperial family was useful at certain times.

  She looked plainly at Ou Yangming then curled her lips into a smile as though she was saying “you should’ve done this sooner”.

  After having a trial of strength in terms of mental power with Ou Yangming in the smithing room, Wu Hanning knew that blacksmith was not a simple figure. So what if he had a Yin Grade cultivation base? With such great mental power, one’s martial arts cultivation base was merely an assistant for one’s skills.

  When she previously displayed her spiritual pressure and went up to a ring in an imposing manner, she thought Ou Yangming would do the same.

  Who knew, the young fellow turned and left, making her rather disappointed.

  Nevertheless, he returned in the end.

  Wu Hanning was somewhat glad at that moment. Her appraisal of Ou Yangming would plummet if he avoided fighting, and she somehow did not want that to happen. Seeing as Ou Yangming walked toward the rings, and the crowd stayed away from him, Wu Hanning was pleased and had a gentle look in her eyes. Once Ou Yangming made his way to the center of the square, he looked at the two dominated rings in the middle.

  At the same time, the spectators, who experienced his formidable spiritual pressure, were excited because they had a strong feeling that something interesting was about to happen.

  Just as they were thrilled, Ou Yangming smirked and headed to another ring. He ascended it while the spectators watched him dumbfoundedly.

  His intense aura disappeared as he laughed and sat down.

  An imperial guard ran over to him after a brief moment and shouted at him madly, “Who are you? What are you doing?”

  The guard sounded strict, but he was careful with his moves; he did not underestimate Ou Yangming at all for his Yin Grade aura.

  After all, the unusual scene where people within 10 steps from the young fellow avoided him left quite a deep impression. The imperial guard was not a rash person, hence while he was forced to question Ou Yangming out of his duty, he did not actually want to offend the odd fellow.

  Ou Yangming grinned. Having curbed his aura, he was the same as an ordinary Yin Grade martial artist.

  “I want to dominate a ring.”

  “W-what?” The imperial guard was stunned, and he widened his eyes.

  “I said

  I want to dominate a ring!”

  “D-dominate your *ss!” The imperial guard was stupefied but furious as well.

  It was fine that Zuogiu Hongyuan dominated a ring; he was a God-favored son from Huangsha County.

  As for Wu Hanning… She was the Wu imperial family’s disciple, so the imperial guards dared not obstruct her even if they had the nerve to.

  ‘But how dare a little Yin Grade martial artist like you join the fun? If everyone learns from you, won’t the Martial Arts Battle become a laughing stock?’ The imperial guard wondered.

  Bursts of laughter echoed in the square.

  It was worth noting that Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Wu Hanning were renowned figures. The crowd was displeased and hostile to them when they dominated a ring each, but everyone still respected them and acknowledged their abilities.

  On the opposite, when a Yin Grade martial artist came out of nowhere and foolishly imitated the first two ring defenders by wanting to dominate a ring, the crowd found it funny.

  Despite that, half of the people on the square looked gloomy, and they did not join the others to mock the young fellow. They were cultivators who experienced Ou Yangming’s spiritual pressure, and they were looking strangely at him instead.

  ‘Is it true that threatening fella, who’s similar to a giant ancient beast, a Yin Grade cultivator?’

  Incredibly strange thoughts crossed their minds when they looked at Ou Yangming. ‘He’s not pretending to be weak, is he…’

  Ou Yangming looked at the imperial guard and asked, “Since they can dominate a ring each, why can’t I do the same?”

  The imperial guard became angry with shame. “T
hey have Yin Grade cultivation bases, but what about you?”

  “Is there a rule saying that Yin Grade martial artists can’t dominate rings?” Ou Yangming blurted as he scratched his head.

  The imperial guard was speechless. He hesitated for a while before he bit the bullet and noted, “Young fella, the ring is a place of life or death, so don’t regret it!”

  Ou Yangming nodded with a smile. “Okay, I won’t regret it.”

  The imperial guard nodded and turned around to announce, “Everyone, this young friend here spoke wildly and said he wants to dominate a ring like Zuoqiu Hongyuan and Her Royal Highness did! Given that he’s dominating a ring as a Yin Grade martial artist, if I wasn’t a guard, I’ll definitely be the first to defeat him!” His voice echoed far and wide.

  Following that, he turned to smile hideously at Ou Yangming and left. As expected, numerous people were resentful after they heard the imperial guard. The Yang Grade powerhouses were unwilling to bully the inferior, but it was different for the Yin Grade martial artists.

  Three figures jumped onto the ring almost at the same time. They were martial artists in Yin Grade Class Four or Class Five, and while they were either swift or agile, each of them had outstanding combat powers.

  That said, the three men were startled right away.

  In the Martial Arts Battle, it was fine for several people to take turns fighting the same person to tire him or her out, but challengers were not allowed to gang up against an opponent.

  Even if Ou Yangming infuriated the crowd with his actions, the challengers were not daring enough to do that.

  Ou Yangming laughed and stood up, then he cleaned the dust off his pants and asked, “All of you want to challenge me?”

  The three men looked at each other angrily. They had different thoughts at the moment, but their attitudes were the same.

  “Okay, if that’s the case, you may start first.” Ou Yangming sighed, then he swayed and arrived in front of a middle-aged man, where he leisurely launched a hit with his fist.

  His punch seemed weak, making him look like he was making a fool out of himself.

  The middle-aged man sneered and stepped forward. He lowered himself into a stance and roared before he punched as well.

  However, just as the man swung his fist, his face changed, and he was in fear.

  A frightening aura, which could not be described, shrouded over him and suppressed him, causing his momentum, confidence, and willpower to be destroyed.

  The pressure felt like it came from a Supreme Great Ancestor, so how could an ordinary Yin Grade martial artist withstand it?

  Consequently, the middle-aged man felt like his body and consciousness were restrained by an invisible power, preventing him from moving even an inch.

  On the other hand, Ou Yangming’s soft and seemingly powerless punch hit the man’s body.

  The man flew up and did a somersault in mid-air, then he landed hard on the ring.

  Everyone in the square was taken aback at once. Apart from Zuoqiu Hongyuan and his opponent, nobody made a sound.

  Chapter 302 - It’s Mine

  Chapter 302 It’s Mine

  A punch was all it took to defeat a Yin Grade Class Four martial artist in the ring.

  It did not seem difficult because the Yang Grade powerhouses in the square were capable of doing the same.

  However, what if it was not a Yang Grade powerhouse who did it, but a Yin Grade cultivator?

  The fact that someone defeated his peer with one punch was truly shocking.

  Nonetheless, the shock was only a beginning for the crowd.

  Ou Yangming turned and smiled brightly as he said, “You’re the second one.”

  The person Ou Yangming was looking at was a Yin Grade Class Five cultivator, who was around 30 years old. The man scoffed and shouted furiously, “You’re very presumptuous!” Before his voice died away, he made a move first.

  Ou Yangming’s control of the Spiritual Fist was quite on point, by which he could release the spiritual pressure to a specific person.

  Therefore, while the second challenger did not sense anything abnormal, he was not shaken up at all when he witnessed a Yin Grade Class Four martial artist being beaten off the ring without being able to resist. As such, when Ou Yangming stated that the man would be the second person to be defeated, the man promptly decided to make the first move so that he would not be taken out so easily.

  Ou Yangming curled his lips and fixed his gaze on the man. He instantly released enormous mental power, which turned into a huge pressure that was directed at his opponent.

  The man who punched stared at Ou Yangming with his bright eyes, and he was feeling endless joy.

  He could not end the fight quickly if Ou Yangming dodged him, but the young fellow stood still like a fool. Yes, Ou Yangming did not even change his posture to block the punch.

  If the second challenger managed to punch the young fellow, he would certainly be victorious through one punch. He became fiercer when he thought about that, and his fist force grew more violent.

  Nevertheless, it was then when his view turned black as a massive and irresistible fear occupied his heart.

  Without any delay, the man’s consciousness fell into absolute darkness.

  His initially overbearing punch did not become soft and powerless, but it changed according to the situation and lagged.

  Ou Yangming shifted his body sideways and evaded the punch effortlessly.

  “Bam…”

  On the other hand, the man fell hard to the ground and stopped moving.

  The third challenger’s eyeballs almost bulged as he stared at Ou Yangming dumbfoundedly and in fear. At this moment, the handsome teen looked as frightening as a devil to him.

  Ou Yangming looked up and gathered his mighty spiritual pressure again to charge at the last challenger.

  He opened his mouth and was about to say something when the last man yelled, “Ah!” Next, the man turned around and jumped off the stage at the speed of light, then he pushed aside the people in the crowd and scurried away.

  Ou Yangming shook his head. He thought the man was courageous for getting up to the stage at the first moment, but it turned out that the man was so easily terrified. Ou Yangming had only released some spiritual pressure and did not even get to say a word, but the man had already vanished out of his sight.

  The young fellow looked at the crowd.

  Other than the clashes between Zuoqiu Hongyuan and his opponent, no other sound was heard.

  The crowd looked at Ou Yangming differently. Not to mention Yin Grade martial artists, even the Yang Grade powerhouses became alert.

  They were puzzled because the three Yin Grade martial artists seemed muddle-headed when they were defeated.

  Forget about the first challenger who was taken out by one punch; the soft punch seemed as though it could not even kill an ant, but it was still a hit, after all.

  It was from the second challenger onward that the situation on the ring became rather mysterious.

  Ou Yangming shifted sideways to dodge the second man, who was a Yin Grade martial artist, but the man simply passed out after throwing a punch even though he made the first move.

  Nobody saw how Ou Yangming attacked, hence the crowd even suspected if the second martial artist suddenly experienced a disease’s attack, which was why he collapsed to the ground. Despite that, the situation for the third martial artist was the most exaggerated one.

  Although Ou Yangming did not make a move against the second martial artist, he shifted his body to dodge the man’s attack.

  When he faced the third martial artist, he only lifted his head.

  Yes. By lifting his head, the third Yin Grade martial artist somehow turned to escape as if he was possessed.

  The entire process was odd and mysterious, and the crowd was horrified the more they thought about it.

  If Ou Yangming had openly defeated the martial artists with punches and kicks, perhaps the crowd would admire him,
but they did not have goosebumps at the moment.

  Ou Yangming’s path to his victory exceeded their expectations, and it was definitely challenging their withstandable limit. In the square, the imperial guard who went up to the ring earlier gasped and shrunk his neck. A fellow worker, who was next to him, suggested softly, “Captain, why don’t you remove your military suit later during the duty rotation and go up there to teach him a lesson?”

  The guard was infuriated. When he turned to look, he saw that it was a working partner with whom he was not acquainted.

  He could already sense the strange looks on him without needing to turn around, but even if he had the guts to, he would not go up to the ring anymore.

  Ou Yangming patted his sleeves and asked, “Where are the relatives and friends of this dear brother? Please help him off the ring.”

  Two middle-aged men below the ring hesitated before they jumped up to the ring to carry their unconscious partner. Throughout the process, they dared not look at ou Yangming at all. Following that, Ou Yangming looked around him and made an announcement. His voice spread far and echoed in the square…

  “Young Lady- Oh no! Oh no!” A young maidservant hurried into a room and shouted anxiously.

  Bai Shixue turned to look in shock. The maidservant was a trusted person who had been serving her for years, where they experienced many things and saw much of life together. Hence, Bai Shixue found it weird that the maidservant was being so short-tempered.

  That said, she did not think that she trained the maidservant poorly. She figured that the little maidservant must have seen something out of the ordinary outside.

  Despite that, everyone’s outlook was different; what was considered a great event for the maidservant might be something insignificant for Bai Shixue.

  Bai Shixue waved her hand gently and asked lazily, “Little girl, have you become flighty again?”

  The little maidservant stopped and was reminded of the young lady’s teachings, so she forced herself to calm down and said, “Young Lady, you ordered me to notify you right away if I have news about Master Ou.”

  “Oh, Master Ou Yangming?” Bai Shixue became slightly interested, thus she asked with a smile, “What happened to Master Ou?”

 

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