"Take it! This ring is for you. It has the same effect as the one on Mo Wen's hand. It is a pair. I plan to give it to you for training after you leave the Nascent Soul stage.
Let me tell you some things to note when going out. I didn’t expect you kid to sneak out halfway..."
Ye Qingyun said with a depressed expression.
"If I had gotten these two rings in the secret realm earlier, maybe my parents would not have been discovered by someone with intentions, and would have encountered something unexpected..."
"Grandpa, I'm sorry for making you worry! Xiaoxiao will listen to grandpa and stop running around..."
Ye Xiaoxiao took the ring with tears in her eyes and said with a slight cry.
"The thing is over, let it be over! In one month, it will be my 100th birthday. After that, you can go out and travel the mainland as you like!"
"Only when the young eagle leaves the shelter of the eagle and undergoes training can it truly spread its wings and fly high! The flowers in the greenhouse cannot withstand the test of wind and rain..."
Ye Qingyun said earnestly.
"Boy, how about staying for another month?"
"Okay! The juniors will definitely attend the senior's birthday!"
Mo Wen readily agreed.
The auction will be held in half a month, so you can just keep it for another half month.
"Okay, you all go back! I have other things to deal with..."
Ye Qingyun sent the two of them away.
…
"I heard that you want to compete with Mo Wen?"
Ye Xiaotian, who returned to the mansion, suddenly stopped and looked at Ye Wudao behind him.
"Yes! Tomorrow is the date of the competition, which will be held on the martial arts stage..."
Ye Wudao also stopped and replied.
"What if you lose?"
Ye Xiaotian said suddenly.
After Ye Xiaotian and Ye Qingyun settled their differences, their relationship became as good as ever.
After Ye Qingyun had a chat with Mo Wen yesterday, he felt that this kid should be able to defeat Ye Wudao with thunderous means. So he went to find Ye Xiaotian, talked to him about the matter, and asked him to give Ye Wudao some mental training first.
Ye Qingyun and Ye Xiaotian supported Mo Wen. He has the inheritance of his ancestors and the sword, and he has both swords and sword skills. His sword skills are even more powerful, which is comparable to that of monks in the Yuan Ying stage. When he explodes, his combat power is comparable to that of the gods.
Ye Qingyun was afraid that Ye Wudao would be devastated because of this,
"Grandpa, what are you talking about?"
Ye Wudao looked confused.
"Let me tell you, how will you deal with it if you fail in the competition? Wu Dao, you are the leader of the younger generation of the Ye family, but you must not underestimate the world's talents!"
Ye Xiaotian said loudly.
What's happening here?
Doesn't his grandfather think highly of the competition between him and that pretty boy?
Is this my grandfather?
Before it even started, you came to destroy my confidence.
"Wudao will definitely win this battle!"
Ye Wudao said firmly.
"Well, it's a good thing to have confidence! You should go back and prepare for tomorrow's competition. Keep your spirits up and remember to go all out tomorrow..."
Ye Xiaotian patted Ye Wudao on the shoulder and said.
Ye Wudao bowed and resigned.
…
Ye Family, martial arts stage.
This is a ten-foot-wide square platform located halfway up the mountain. This platform is surrounded by mountains, and there are aisles and steps for people to walk on the mountains.
The news that Ye Wudao was going to compete with Mo Wen had already spread in the Ye family.
The steps on the mountain surrounding the martial arts stage were already packed with seats. People from the Ye family heard the news and came here, wanting to have a look at the elegant demeanor of the young leader of the Ye family.
It seems that the person who can be challenged by Ye Wudao is definitely not an ordinary person. Everyone wants to come and see this exciting showdown.
"Wow...the head of the family and all the elders are here too!"
"Hey, today's showdown will definitely be exciting!"
"Is it almost time? I'm really looking forward to it!"
Seeing that the time was almost up, Ye Wudao jumped up from a step and landed in the middle of the martial arts stage.
Then he stood with his hands behind his hands, waiting for Mo Wen to arrive.
"Wow... Young Master Wu Dao is so handsome!"
"Yes! Not only is he handsome, but he is also powerful. It's a pity that Young Master Wudao only cares about Miss Xiaoxiao and he doesn't even care about us..."
"What about Mo Q? Why didn't he come?"
"Are you afraid?"
After Ye Wudao entered the venue, there was a lot of discussion among the crowd.
A quarter of an hour later, Mo Wen and Ye Xiaoxiao came slowly from the entrance, like a pair of golden boys and girls.
"Is this Mo Wen?"
"So handsome!"
Ye Wudao narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Mo Wen walking side by side with Ye Xiaoxiao.
"You're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Ye Wudao looked at Mo Wen who was about a foot away and said.
"Why are you here so early? It's just the right time!"
Mo Wen said with a smile.
"Ye family, Ye Wudao! Please give me some advice from Brother Mo!"
Ye Wudao was full of fighting spirit, cupped his fists and saluted.
"Heir of the Tyrant Sword, don't ask! Just take action!"
Mo Wen clasped his fists in return and said loudly.
"Qiang!"
Ye Wudao looked indifferent, pulled out his long sword, pointed the sword at Mo Wen, and said coldly.
"The name of this sword is Qisha! It is the most powerful weapon in the world. Its blade is two feet and seven inches tall, and its net weight is seven kilograms and twelve taels."
"This knife is called Iron Broken Tooth! It can blow and break hair. The blade is three feet and six inches long, and its net weight is ten kilograms and six taels."
Mo Wen took off the knife from his back and pointed it at Ye Wudao, tit for tat.
"You have to be careful! I will only use one knife!"
Ye Wudao frowned when he heard this.
Mo Wen holds the knife in both hands, his momentum continues to rise!
Early stage of Nascent Soul!
Ye Wudao looked solemn.
The middle stage of Nascent Soul!
Ye Wudao's eyes suddenly widened, he retreated to the edge of the martial arts stage, and distanced himself from Mo Wen.
Late Nascent Soul!
Ye Wudao was horrified!
Mo Wen's momentum climbed to the late Nascent Soul stage and then stopped.
"Heaven Breaking Style!"
A ray of sword light quickly struck Ye Wudao.
"A sword that breaks the sky!"
Ye Wudao quickly mobilized his whole body and slashed out a sword, which was Ye Qingyun's sky-shattering sword.
Ye Wudao is also a person with outstanding talents. During the four years of seclusion, he learned Ye Qingyun's sky-breaking sword.
But compared to the sword light, Ye Wudao's sword energy was only half the size of the sword light.
"Bang!"
The sword light and the sword light collided together, and the sword light was partially offset by the sword light, and continued to move forward.
"Wudao, retreat quickly!"
Ye Xiaotian shouted loudly and appeared in front of Ye Wudao.
"Draw the ground as a prison!"
The light mask lit up, layers of defense enveloped Ye Xiaotian, and the sword light directly hit Ye Xiaotian's defensive light mask.
"Click! Click..."
After two layers of the defensive light shield on Ye Xiaotian's body were broken by the sword light, the sword light was finally offset.
Ye Xiaotian was greatly shocked. His defense, which was mainly driven by those in the Transformation Stage, was actually broken through two layers by the sword light of a Nascent Soul Stage monk!
"Boy! Have you gone too far? It's just a discussion, is it necessary to kill me?"
Ye Xiaotian frowned.
"Senior, if you say that I saved three points of my strength with this blow, would you believe it?"
Mo Wen stared at Ye Xiaotian and answered the wrong question.
"No! This is impossible! I don't believe it!"
Ye Xiaotian frowned, thinking about Mo Wen's words. Ye Wudao behind him heard the words, his eyes were red, and he suddenly yelled crazily.
How can this be!
He didn't even use his full strength for this terrifying sword strike!
Ye Wudao couldn't accept this fact for a while and fell into madness...