Chapter 13: Powerful Enemies, Conspiracy of the Direct Lineage
The atmosphere in the martial arts arena became increasingly heated and tense as the competition entered its final stage.
Ye Li was like a dark horse emerging from nowhere, crushing the competition with her overwhelming dominance, and undoubtedly made it to the final four. Every time she appeared on stage, she attracted the attention of everyone in the audience and sparked a huge discussion.
At this moment, the other three qualifiers have also been decided.
Without exception, they are all top talents among the direct lineage. The one with the lowest cultivation level is already at the high level of the Spirit Qiming Realm. They are the real backbone of the younger generation of the Ye family and enjoy the best resources and training.
The drawing of lots took place again. The air seemed to freeze as everyone held their breath, awaiting the moment when the final match list would be decided.
When the deacon read out the name "Ye Li" and drew her opponent from the lottery that decided her fate, the entire martial arts arena was silent for a moment, and then erupted with an unprecedented loud noise!
"Ye Li, versus—Ye Feng!"
Night wind!
This name seemed to have magic power, making the whole audience boil in an instant!
"It's actually Master Ye Feng!"
"The son of the Patriarch! The number one of the younger generation of our Ye Family!"
"Half a step to Meridian Condensation! It is said that only one step is left before one can truly enter the Meridian Condensation Realm!"
"It's over, it's over, Ye Li's good luck is over!"
"This is a true fight between dragons and tigers! Unfortunately, Ye Li is probably not even qualified to be an opponent..."
Exclamations, sighs, and lamentations intertwined. Almost no one believed that Ye Li still had a chance of winning. Ye Feng's strength had been proven countless times and was deeply engraved in the hearts of all the Ye family members. It was an insurmountable mountain!
On the high platform, the head of the family, Ye Tian, frowned slightly, almost imperceptibly, and then regained his composure. No one could tell what he was thinking.
The corners of Third Elder Ye Lang's mouth curved into a cold, complacent arc. He lifted his teacup, and through the cover of his sleeves, his gaze briefly met with Ye Lang in the crowd below, a hint of sternness and suggestion flashing in his eyes.
When Yelang received the signal, an expression of ecstasy and cruelty suddenly appeared on his face. He took advantage of no one's attention and quietly slipped to the waiting area. He whispered a few words to Yefeng, who was closing his eyes to regulate his breathing and his aura was as solemn as a mountain.
Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes. He had a handsome face and an upright figure, with a natural arrogance and confidence between his brows. Hearing Ye Lang's words, he glanced sharply at Ye Li, who was not far away, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes. Then he nodded slightly to Ye Lang and whispered, "I understand. Father and the elders have their own considerations. A side branch that suddenly emerged, even if it has some luck, is still a side branch after all. You shouldn't dream of what you shouldn't have."
His words were calm, yet carried a condescending judgment. Clearly, he had received some sort of instruction.
Yelang retreated contentedly, and looked at Yeli as if he were looking at a dead person.
The game hasn't even started yet, but an invisible murderous intent is already in the air.
Ye Li clearly felt the mixed gazes of anticipation, gloating, and cold malice from all sides. She also witnessed the brief exchange between Ye Lang and Ye Feng, and the meaningful expression on the Third Elder's face on the platform.
"Finally... are you going to use some tricks?" She sneered in her heart, but her eyes became colder.
The power gap on paper was indeed enormous. A mid-level Spiritual Awakening Realm cultivator (she had deliberately suppressed her abilities, not fully revealing her near-advanced cultivation) versus a person at the Half-Step Condensed Veins stage, there was practically a whole realm between them! Her spiritual energy reserves, physical fitness, reaction speed... were all inferior. Under normal circumstances, her chances of victory were extremely low.
What's more, the other party may have hidden "gifts" from their elders.
This wasn't just a competition; it was a siege targeting her, the "variable"! The dark side of the family was clearly revealed at this moment.
But has Ye Li ever been afraid of a challenge?
Pressure will only make her more excited!
Soon, the first two semi-finals concluded. Ye Feng easily won without a doubt, demonstrating overwhelming strength. Another talented player from the same family also secured a spot in the finals after a hard-fought battle.
In the final round, the battle for third place and the battle for the championship will be held one after another.
The first battle to take place was between Ye Li and another defeated genius from the direct lineage for the third place.
Although the genius was defeated by Ye Feng, his strength remained formidable, and his high-level Qiling Realm cultivation should not be underestimated. However, facing Ye Li, he was filled with fear. Ye Li's ghostly movements and one-hit-kill finger techniques had left a huge psychological shadow on him.
The result was no surprise. Within five moves, Ye Li found the flaw and knocked the opponent down to the stage with a single finger, winning third place with ease!
But at this moment, the third place finisher couldn't generate much cheering. Everyone's hearts were already focused on the upcoming final showdown—the championship match!
Ye Li VS Ye Feng!
A true clash of the titans! A new dark horse versus a seasoned king!
However, in the eyes of most people, this was more like a one-sided crushing victory without any suspense.
A short break.
Ye Li returned to the corner and swallowed the few Qi-recovering pills she had just received as a third-place prize, quickly recovering her depleted spiritual energy. She knew that the next battle would be the real test.
Ye Feng was surrounded by several direct descendants and elders, seemingly giving final instructions. A trusted steward quietly slipped something into his sleeve, which he quietly tucked into his sleeve. He looked at Ye Li with absolute confidence and a hint of cat-and-mouse playfulness.
On the platform, the atmosphere was subtle.
"Feng'er has solid cultivation and is sure to win." The third elder Ye Lang stroked his beard and said with seeming satisfaction, but his eyes glanced at Ye Tian.
The Great Elder Ye Xiao remained silent, his eyes moving back and forth between Ye Li and Ye Feng, his brows slightly furrowed.
Fourth Elder Ye Yun said softly, "I hope it's just a fair competition."
Patriarch Ye Tian finally spoke, his voice calm and composed: "Let's get started."
The bell for the final has rung!
"Finals! Ye Feng, yes, Ye Li! Both parties, please come on stage!"
The whole place fell silent, a pin drop audible. Everyone's heart was in their throat.
Ye Feng leaped up and landed lightly in the center of the arena, his posture was elegant and calm, and the aura of the Half-Step Condensation State was released without any concealment, forming a powerful sense of oppression, which caused exclamations from the audience.
Ye Li continued to walk onto the stage, her steps steady and calm. Her restrained aura formed a sharp contrast with Ye Feng's flamboyant demeanor.
The two stood facing each other.
"You're lucky to have made it this far," Ye Feng said, his voice tinged with pride. "But, this is the end. If you admit defeat, you can still have a dignified end. Otherwise, fists and feet have no eyes, and it would be a shame if your hard-earned cultivation was wasted."
The words seemed like advice, but in fact they were full of threats and humiliations.
Ye Li raised her eyes, looked at him calmly, and said only two words: "Nonsense."
Ye Feng's face darkened, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Since you are seeking death, then I will grant your wish!"
The referee, sensing the tense atmosphere between the two, took a deep breath and raised his arms high.
"Finals—Begin!"
The moment the sound falls!
Ye Feng moved! The power of the Half-Step Condensation Realm exploded, and his speed was more than twice as fast as Ye Hua's before! He was not arrogant, and the first move he made was the Ye family's direct descendant human-level top-grade martial art - the Mountain Breaking Fist!
The punch came out like a dragon, wrapped in violent ochre-colored spiritual energy, as if it could really split mountains and rocks with one punch. The momentum was extremely terrifying, and instantly enveloped all the dodging space around Ye Li!
He wants to use his absolute strength to crush Ye Li!
The biggest challenge is coming!
Ye Li's pupils shrank slightly, and the "Youhuan Emperor Sutra" in his body was running at full power. He instantly performed the Shadow Step to the extreme, and his figure floated backwards like a ghost, narrowly avoiding this extremely powerful punch!
The strong wind hurts my face!
The battle instantly became intense!
Everyone held their breath, knowing that the real battle between dragons and tigers had just begun! And how would Ye Li deal with this huge gap in strength and the potential threat of underhanded tactics?
The suspense is full!
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