75: Chapter 75 Could he be his father's illegitimate son?

Ye Yunfeng strode toward the challenge arena, followed by a large crowd of students looking for excitement.

The news spread quickly; on the way from the cafeteria to the arena, many people had already rushed over upon hearing the news.

"Did you hear? A freshman from a small base city is going to challenge Ye Yunfeng!"

"Which Ye Yunfeng? The Ye Yunfeng from the Ye Family?"

"That's him! SS-grade Wind-Thunder Spirit Body, 9-star Grand Martial Master!"

"What's the background of the person challenging him?"

"Seems like his name is Han Ming, from Jiangbei. I heard he was brought back by Teacher Xue Muhan."

Soon, some insiders had dug up Han Ming's background.

"Jiangbei? Never heard of it. What kind of Genius could come from such a small place? Isn't this just courting death?"

The discussions rose and fell, and not a single person was optimistic about Han Ming.

Han Ming walked in the middle of the crowd, his expression calm, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Li Xuewei followed by his side, her fingers tightly gripping his sleeve, her palms covered in sweat.

Although she had broken through to a 1-Star Great Martial Master and could be considered top-tier among the freshmen, she was still far behind geniuses from the great families of the Magic City like Ye Yunfeng.

Lin Fan walked behind Han Ming, his brows tightly locked as he listened to the mockery from the people around them.

Gong Shuting's expression was calm, but there was a hint of worry in her eyes.

The challenge arena was located in the center of the freshman area; it was a circular stone platform with a diameter of fifty meters, its surface engraved with defensive formation patterns. The arena was surrounded by tiered spectator stands that could accommodate thousands of people.

By the time Han Ming and the others arrived, quite a few people were already sitting in the stands. There were freshmen, upperclassmen, and even a few instructors standing in the distance watching.

Ye Yunfeng stood in the center of the arena, arms crossed over his chest, chin slightly raised, looking down at Han Ming from a superior position. His five lackeys stood in the front row of the stands, already prepared to cheer for him.

Han Ming walked onto the arena and stood opposite Ye Yunfeng, the two of them ten meters apart.

Just then, a commotion came from the entrance of the stands.

A young girl dressed in a pale green dress walked in.

Her face was as exquisite as a jade carving, her brows and eyes carrying a cold, otherworldly temperament, and her long hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall. Her entire being was like a cool, bright moon, causing the surrounding clamor to quiet down somewhat.

Magic City Han Family, Han Qingyue.

SS-grade Moonlight Spirit Body, 9-star Grand Martial Master. Recognized as the goddess among the freshmen of this year at Modu Martial Arts University, with countless pursuers.

Her gaze swept across the arena, paused on Ye Yunfeng for a moment, and then fell on Han Ming's face.

Seeing that Han Qingyue had arrived, Ye Yunfeng felt a surge of joy, and the arc of his mouth became even more flamboyant.

He thought Han Qingyue had been attracted by his "heroic bearing," and his back straightened even more.

"Qingyue, you're here."

Ye Yunfeng nodded slightly toward Han Qingyue and smiled.

Their Ye Family and the Han Family both belonged to the five great families of the Magic City; although there was occasional competition, their overall relationship was not bad.

He couldn't say he and Han Qingyue were childhood sweethearts, but they had known each other since they were young. In the Magic City, who didn't know he liked Han Qingyue?

Moreover, the Family also intended to promote this matter and reach an alliance through marriage with the Han Family.

Han Qingyue ignored him, her gaze lingering on Han Ming's face for a few seconds, her brows slightly furrowed.

It was like… too much like him.

That face reminded her of her father. Not that the features were exactly the same, but the outline of his brows and eyes, that indescribable, indefinable resemblance.

"Could he be Father's illegitimate son from outside?" Han Qingyue wondered secretly in her heart.

She found a seat and sat down, deciding to watch this match first.

At a critical moment, she could also protect this person who bore some resemblance to her father.

Han Ming sensed that gaze and turned his head to glance over. Han Qingyue's gaze met his for a moment before she looked away.

The discussions in the stands gradually grew louder.

"Why is Ye Yunfeng getting into it with a hick from Jiangbei?"

"That kid doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth; he took the initiative to challenge Ye Yunfeng. I heard the bet is that if he loses, he has to kneel down and call him Brother Feng, and acknowledge him as his boss."

"Hahaha, isn't this just delivering himself to be abused? Ye Yunfeng is a 9-star Grand Martial Master, what kind of strength does that kid have?"

"What kind of strength could he have? It'd be good enough if he could break through to a Martial Master. In a small place like Jiangbei that no one's heard of, what kind of geniuses could there be?"

"Tsk tsk, young people these days, they really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Used to being a Genius in a small place, they think they're invincible when they come to the Magic City."

"Wait and watch the good show, Ye Yunfeng definitely won't hold back."

"That kid is also asking for it. Who told him not to open his eyes? Of all people to provoke, why provoke Ye Yunfeng?"

"What do you know? Who knows if he's just using this as an excuse to follow Young Master Ye? You have to know, not just any stray cat or dog gets the chance to follow Young Master Ye."

Li Xuewei stood in the stands, listening to those harsh sounds, her face flushed red, her fists clenched tightly.

Lin Fan's face was grim, his clenched fists had bulging veins, and his fingertips were white. Strength, it was still a lack of strength!

Gong Shuting's expression was calm, but the fingers resting on her knees tightened slightly. Coming from Jiangbei as well, hearing those people's mockery, she didn't feel good either.

On the arena, Ye Yunfeng stood with his arms crossed, looking down at Han Ming with a disdainful smile on his lips.

"Did you hear? You're just a frog in a well from some backwater corner." His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears. "Now, just kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and I'll spare you."

He paused, his tone turning cold: "Otherwise, don't blame me for not giving you a chance if I cripple you. Although Modu Martial Arts University prohibits killing, no one would dare say anything if I cripple you in a gambling duel."

In the stands, his few lackeys began to heckle.

"Brother Feng, don't waste your breath on him, just beat him down!"

"That's right, let this kid know what it means to not know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

"Kowtow! Kowtow three times, Brother Feng is magnanimous, he might just let you off!"

Han Ming stood in place, listening to those mocks and heckles, the expression on his face not changing at all.

He tilted his head, looked at Ye Yunfeng, and said indifferently: "Too much talk. Just don't go back on your word after you lose later."

Ye Yunfeng's face instantly darkened.

"You're courting death!"

He stopped talking, and his Aura exploded violently!

The Protective Aura of a Peak 9-star Grand Martial Master erupted like a volcanic eruption, with silver and cyan light interweaving and flowing around him.

That was the characteristic of the Wind-Thunder Spirit Body; the wind aids the thunder's momentum, the thunder borrows the wind's power, and the two merged, creating an astonishing Aura.

The defensive formation patterns on the arena sensed this Aura and automatically lit up.

The stands instantly quieted down, and everyone was shocked by this Aura.

Although separated by the defensive formation, the overwhelming pressure still made many freshmen's faces turn pale.

"Peak 9-star Grand Martial Master... and he has already stepped one foot into the threshold of a Martial Ancestor."

"Is this the power of an SS-grade Wind-Thunder Spirit Body? It's too terrifying."

"That kid from Jiangbei probably won't even be able to take one move."

Li Xuewei and the others also looked nervously in Han Ming's direction.

Han Ming stood in place, feeling the pressure rushing toward him, his expression remaining calm.

Ye Yunfeng moved.

His speed was fast to the extreme, displaying his Heaven Wind Step to the fullest, and his entire person turned into a stream of light, instantly appearing in front of Han Ming.

His right fist, wrapped in the power of wind and thunder, carried a piercing whistle that tore through the air, heading straight for Han Ming's chest!

The Earth Rank Low Grade Martial Skill driven by the Heaven Rank Low Grade Cultivation Technique, although only at the Major Achievement Realm, when added with the Protective Aura of a Peak 9-star Grand Martial Master, its power was enough to split mountains and crack rocks.

Ye Yunfeng did not hold back with this punch.

He wanted to end the battle with one punch, establish his prestige in front of everyone, and show his strength in front of Han Qingyue.

Han Ming watched the approaching fist, a flash of sharp light appearing in his eyes.

This was exactly what he had been waiting for.

He displayed the Wind Shadow Step fused with the True Intent of Wind to the fullest; his speed was even faster than Ye Yunfeng's, and he instantly dodged his punch.

At the same time, his right palm, which had been gathering power for a long time, struck out!

Wind-Thunder Palm, Perfection!

The Protective Aura of a Peak 8-star Grand Martial Master, combined with a Profound Rank High Grade Martial Skill at Perfection, plus the addition of a layer of Wind and Thunder True Intent, the power of this palm far exceeded the limit of a Peak Great Martial Master.

"What?"

Ye Yunfeng's pupils suddenly contracted, and his face changed drastically.