章 47: Yan’er Asks for Help
The light and shadows subsided, and Lin Yang stood weakly but proudly on the arena, his spine straight!
His pale cheeks and unsteady steps indicated that a gentle breeze could knock him over at any moment.
Yet there he stood, proud and resilient, declaring, "I won!"
It wasn't like he was proclaiming; rather, he was stating an undeniable fact.
He, Lin Yang, a second-rank martial master, defeated a fourth-rank martial master as if it were a matter of course.
Mo Qingkuang stared fixedly at Lin Yang, understanding that Lin Yang had won despite the elemental disadvantage and level suppression.
Even though he firmly believed Mo Fan's statement that 'Lin Yang will win,' he had also anticipated a scenario where both parties suffered.
Unfortunately, Lin Yang, despite looking extremely weakened, seemed to have no significant injuries at the moment.
"Heavenly-ranked!" Mo Qingkuang muttered to himself. This was the first time he had witnessed a Heavenly-ranked martial skill, and its imposing aura seemed to connect with divine realms, unrivalled.
Ask yourself, if he were the one facing this terrifying Fire God's Fury, could he withstand it?
Seeing Mo Qingkuang's gloomy expression, Lin Yang laughed.
"You wanted to see the hidden moves I have, didn't you? Now you've seen them. Can you handle it?" Lin Yang sneered internally. "The Flower-Plucking Manual? So what? In the end, it's only Earth-ranked, a world of difference from Heavenly-ranked!"
"This round, Lin Yang wins!" After a while, the referee finally announced the result of the match.
The audience, initially shocked, gradually regained their senses.
Lin Yang had won again! Against a fourth-rank opponent, he had triumphed.
Entering the top sixteen meant participating in the palace examination, contending for the title of martial champion. With Lin Yang's strength, who could be his opponent?
What about Kuang Qing? He was only a second-rank martial master! Even a fourth-rank martial master couldn't stop Lin Yang.
To the dismay of many, it seemed almost desperate: "Is our Tianxuan really going to suffer such humiliation?"
People like Han Yan'er didn't know how they returned to the Misty Rain Villa. Everyone was in a state of absent-mindedness.
Lin Yang's strong performance severely shook their confidence, including Mo Qingkuang.
Mo Qingkuang asked Mo Fan with a sense of confusion, "Ancestor, do you think I can win against him?"
"Do you think you can win against him?" Mo Fan replied indifferently.
Lin Yang's Fire God's Fury was originally a powerful martial skill tailor-made for Lin Yang, starting at the heavenly level! As the cultivation level increases, it will become more powerful.
However, according to the original setting, this should have been achieved by Lin Yang after he entered the Grandmaster realm. Unexpectedly, after Mo Qingkuang took away the 'Flower-Plucking Manual', Lin Yang actually practised the Fire God's Fury in advance!
Even though it's evident that there are significant side effects, the power is undeniably formidable.
The situation has developed beyond his expectations, indicating that Lin Yang has undergone more rigorous training than in the original plot.
"But that's a Heavenly-ranked martial skill!" Mo Qingkuang was somewhat envious but also worried.
Why was Lin Yang so blessed, born with Heavenly-level roots, and with the former Alchemist Saint guiding and providing high-level martial techniques and alchemical advice?
Why was Mo Qingkuang's fate so unfortunate?
A deep sense of unwillingness rose in Mo Qingkuang's heart.
'Alas, your character still has a long way to go! You're just a minor character who won't survive past ten chapters.' Seeing Mo Qingkuang in low spirits, Mo Fan sighed internally.
Mo Fan sternly exclaimed, "If you hesitate before even fighting, you've already lost. You'll never surpass him in your entire life!"
"But..."
"No 'buts'! He forcefully executed a Heavenly-ranked martial skill, with immense consumption. There will undoubtedly be hidden dangers. In tomorrow's palace examination, whether he can recover is uncertain! Even if he does recover, with me around, you won't necessarily lose to him!" Mo Fan continued.
"Really?" Mo Qingkuang appeared somewhat hesitant.
"Do you doubt your ancestor?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Qingkuang's mind settled down. Mo Fan had resurrected him from the brink of death multiple times, and all the predictions made by the ancestor had come true!
He couldn't afford not to believe in his ancestor! A resolute expression once again appeared in Mo Qingkuang's eyes. Yes, with the ancestor by my side, I'm not afraid of anyone!
Seeing Mo Qingkuang regain his confidence, Mo Fan finally felt relieved.
He could help Mo Qingkuang rapidly improve his strength, but he couldn't substitute for the toughening of his mentality. Mo Qingkuang had been born with a silver spoon in his mouth and had never experienced significant setbacks.
His mental fortitude wasn't as resilient as Lin Yang, who had endured ridicule and bullying. Mo Qingkuang needed guidance and advice; otherwise, he might not achieve great success in the future.
"You still want to experience the Hell Training Technique, don't you? After this martial examination ends, I'll take you to try it out," Mo Fan said softly.
"Yes! This descendant will surely not disappoint the ancestor!" Mo Qingkuang nodded with joy.
"Knock, knock, knock." At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
Mo Qingkuang opened the door and found Han Yan'er standing there, looking at him with a pair of pleading eyes.
"Kuang Qing, can you defeat him?" Han Yan'er's tone was not as lively and proud as usual, carrying a trace of expectation.
"Come in and have a seat," Mo Qingkuang invited Han Yan'er into the room, and the two sat down.
"Kuang Qing, can you defeat him?" Han Yan'er looked at him hopefully, her eyes showing a hint of evasion, fearing to hear a negative answer from Mo Qingkuang.
Mo Fan quickly reminded, "Quickly, ask for something! In the palace, there is a piece of Thousand-Year Cold Jade, which is extremely beneficial for cultivation. You can say you want to use it for a year!"
Thousand-Year Cold Jade was the heirloom treasure of the Tianxuan Imperial Family. It had the effect of stabilizing the mind, preventing deviation during cultivation. More importantly, its cold aura could significantly slow down the rotation speed of true qi, making the condensation of true qi purer. It was a treasure for cultivation.
"Ninth Princess, he knows Heavenly ranked Martial Skills!" Once Mo Qingkuang heard this, he realized that the ancestor was trying to bargain with him again and whispered.
Han Yan'er nodded, "I know he can use Heavenly-ranked martial skills. But I can see that he also considers you as his greatest opponent. I believe you must have a way to defeat him, right?"
Lin Yang's strength was beyond doubt. Among the contestants who advanced to the top sixteen, apart from Mo Qingkuang, there was no one else who could contend with Lin Yang. Even the fourth-ranked martial master had lost to him. The Fire God's Fury not only defeated Tian Sheng but also crushed their confidence.
"You must help us! The Martial Champion title cannot be taken by the Yuan Sword Sect! Otherwise, we, Tianxuan Imperial Family, will lose face and never be able to lift our heads again! If you can avoid such a situation, Tianxuan will definitely not treat you unfairly!" Seeing Mo Qingkuang silent, Han Yan'er pleaded with a tone of despair.
She had no other choice now. Liu Wuying lost, Chen Shi lost, and even Tian Sheng lost. Now, there was only Kuang Qing, who no one could fathom, and there was a glimmer of hope.
Pretending to hesitate, Mo Qingkuang pondered for a while before saying, "I want the Thousand-Year Cold Jade!"
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