"As everyone knows, vital energy cannot be released outwards, but Tian Shixian from Batian Military Martial Arts has broken this limitation!"

"According to the experts' comments, it turns out that Tian Shixian has already cultivated his mental power!"

"My God, he actually touched the realm of mountains and seas ahead of schedule... Oh, why isn't Xiao Ye reacting at all?"

"ah!"

With a startled shout from the commentator, the scene on the ring suddenly froze.

The sandstorm dissipated, and Tian Shixian, who had been so imposing just moments before, was now like a dead fish, caught in mid-air by Xiao Ye with one hand.

There was no earth-shattering collision, nor any back-and-forth exchange.

Everything was as calm and uneventful as a glass of lukewarm water.

It seemed as if in just a moment, the turbulent scene on the arena had turned into a huge illusion.

"Hehe..."

Tian Shixian's face turned purplish-blue. He frantically waved his arms and legs, trying to break free. The surging energy in his body even deformed his combat suit.

But whenever he just gathered his vital energy, Xiao Ye only needed to press lightly on his neck, and that vital energy would be instantly dispersed.

A dignified martial arts master, in the hands of Xiao Ye, who had an indifferent expression at this moment, was like a primary school student, powerless to resist.

Wow!

After a brief silence, a sudden uproar erupted like a tsunami, engulfing the entire venue.

"Tian Shixian, admit defeat!"

Amidst countless gasps of amazement, a sudden, furious shout rang out from the arena.

It turned out that the referee from the Mountain and Sea region was the first to lose his composure, and he roared with a serious expression.

As Tian Shixian's struggles slowed, his face turned as red as a tomato, and his vital energy rapidly weakened.

Anyone could see that if Tian Shixian didn't admit defeat, he might really die on the ring.

"I……"

Tian Shixian's expression twisted, his eyes filled with extreme resentment, but it ultimately turned into fear. He trembled as he raised his hand and made a gesture.

Peng!

As the referee blew his whistle, Xiao Ye released his grip, letting the nearly unconscious Tian Shixian fall to the ground.

"I should never be the one who regrets it."

As Tian Shixian was carried off the stage by medical staff, Xiao Ye raised his head, his gaze seemingly fixed on a girl in the audience who was looking down, and murmured with a complicated expression.

At that very moment, Xiao Ye's aura underwent a subtle change.

"Huh?"

Inside the lounge, Cheng Qingqing, who was trimming her nails, looked up and chuckled, "My state of mind has undergone a transformation, and I've even acquired a trace of Daoist charm. If nothing unexpected happens, I'll definitely enter the Mountain and Sea realm within three years!"

Shen Qian was also somewhat amazed. Although Xiao Ye's realm had not yet reached the peak of high-level martial artist, he had already vaguely found the direction of "Dao," which could be said to be "seeking the Dao" ahead of time.

Xiao Ye is only nineteen years old this year, and at most he will be twenty-two in three years.

At such an advanced age, the sinking of the mountain and sea, setting aside its past, can only be described as astonishing.

Although Geng Qianqiu and the others could not fully understand, the phrase "three years to become mountains and seas" was enough to drive them crazy with envy.

Xiao Ye remained on the arena, but there was no movement from Batian Military Martial Arts.

Even without watching the director's camera, it's clear that the rest room at Batian Military Equipment is probably in some kind of chaos right now.

A few minutes later, a figure finally walked up the escalator and appeared in everyone's sight.

"Han Yan!"

"It's actually Han Yan..."

"It seems that Batian Military Martial Arts is really getting restless."

Hearing the commotion outside, Shen Qian realized that this Han Yan must be someone important, and couldn't help but glance at the character introduction on the big screen.

Hmm, a seventh-level high-level martial artist...that's quite impressive.

"It's said that Han Yan is related to the Duke of Yanshan by blood, hehe..."

Unlike Shen Qian, Geng Qianqiu and the others had naturally done their homework, and Li Jiaqi soon smiled.

Duke Yanshan!

Shen Qian's eyes narrowed for a moment, then he shook his head.

Even if Han Yan is related to Han Chi, the Duke of Yanshan, they probably aren't very close by blood.

Otherwise, given Wang Hou's abilities, even if Han Yan wasn't as good as Wang Shuo, he probably wouldn't have ended up like this.

Of course, this is just the feeling before sinking.

Han Yan didn't think he was doing badly. He stepped into the arena with high spirits, a faint smile playing on his lips.

That smile seemed ordinary, yet it carried a sense of superiority, as if Xiao Ye, who had just killed Tian Shixian in one move, was nothing in his eyes.

"The number two figure in the Northwest Military Command, a name on the Hidden Dragon List, with unpredictable methods, not to be underestimated, and rarely suffers defeats outside the military."

Zhao Keyi gave an objective and fair evaluation.

"start!"

The referee disappeared between the two who were locked in a standoff.

"Using the name of Batian Military to show off is the most foolish decision you've ever made!"

Han Yan looked at Xiao Ye and said calmly.

"I don't understand." Xiao Ye shook his head.

"You must be the strongest person in Jiangzhong Military Force. What a brilliant preemptive strike! The others tried to mislead us with games, what a tactic!"

Han Yan sneered, with an expression that seemed to see through everything.

Not only was Xiao Ye somewhat bewildered, but everyone in the lounge also looked at each other in confusion.

"……bring it on."

Xiao Ye was not good with words to begin with, and after a twitch at the corner of his mouth, he had no desire to explain, and simply uttered two words.

"Oh."

Han Yan chuckled, stretched out his hand, and when he pulled it back, he had a feather in his hand.

The feather was a foot long and three colors, but it was unknown what kind of demonic beast's tail feather it was. However, it had a shimmering light on it, and it was clear at a glance that it was no ordinary item.

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