428: Yang Lele: Didn’t you just guess right?

Yang Lele, who had been secretly glancing at Yang Dian, immediately hugged his arm, a little aggrieved, when she saw him looking enlightened:

"Brother~~~"

"You said I'm not allowed to summon your Martial Soul True Body to fight for me when I'm free."

"I've been very obedient, and I've only made it to the semi-finals through my own hard work."

"I haven't disgraced you, right?"

Seeing Yang Dian nod, she shook his arm again:

"But Brother~"

"Now, others broke the rules first."

"Zheng Fei was the first to ask his grandpa to fight for him."

"I definitely can't beat that old man."

"Brother, are you really going to watch your Universe's most adorable little sister get bullied like this?!"

As she spoke, Yang Lele became aggrieved again:

"If someone beat me with their own strength, I would definitely accept it wholeheartedly."

"But Zheng Fei's strength isn't even as good as mine. I can't beat him because his grandpa is fighting for him."

"If you don't help me, I'll... I'll..."

After saying "I'll" twice, she stomped on Hu Jiu's head and said:

"I'll cry in front of Mom and tell her you bullied me!"

Yang Dian couldn't help but laugh.

This was truly something Yang Lele, that girl, would do!

Reaching out to pat the extremely aggrieved Yang Lele, he said with a smile:

"Alright, alright, I'll help you fight."

"But I'll only help you this one time."

"If others don't break the rules in the finals, you'll fight on your own."

"If others use dirty tricks, you can call me anytime."

Yang Lele jumped up happily:

"Oh yeah~"

"Brother, I knew you loved me the most and definitely wouldn't let me get bullied."

Yang Dian reached out and patted her head.

After all, she was his precious little sister whom he had raised since she was a baby. How could he watch her suffer?

However, even though he had decided to fight for Yang Lele, Yang Dian still asked curiously:

"Speaking of which, how could the organization allow Zheng Fei to openly summon his grandpa's Martial Dao projection to cheat in the Martial Arts Competition?"

Yang Lele pouted:

"That was an accident."

"No one expected that shameless old man Zheng Xinglong to Breakthrough at this time, nor did anyone expect him to be so shameless as to fight for his grandson."

"Originally, the Martial Arts Competition officials were going to introduce a rule [Regarding the Prohibition of Summoning the Martial Dao Projection of a Strong Cultivator for Competition]."

"But in the end, they used the excuse [The world is full of surprises, no one knows when unexpected events outside of our cognition will descend, so we must always be prepared to face the unexpected] and did not add this rule to the competition rules."

Yang Dian nodded slightly. He felt that what the officials said made sense.

Reality is not a game where suitable opponents are arranged for Martial Artists to gain experience as their strength grows.

True reality is that a powerful individual could jump out from any corner at any time and launch a dimensionality reduction attack on someone.

For example, Zheng Fei summoning Zheng Xinglong's Martial Dao projection.

Or Yang Lele summoning Yang Dian's Martial Dao projection.

'The officials also taught the Citizens a vivid lesson about society~'

While Yang Dian was lamenting, Yang Lele raised her head again and said somewhat arrogantly:

"Hmph~"

"I, Yang Lele, will interpret this official statement to its extreme."

"He has Lao Deng, I have Zhong Deng."

"Zhong Deng, you won't disappoint me, will you?"

Yang Dian patted Yang Lele's head:

"Call me Brother."

"Hehe."

Yang Lele smiled foolishly, happy for a while.

After being happy for a while, she became a little dejected again, bumping her head against Yang Dian's back intermittently:

"It's a pity I can only beat Zheng Fei."

"I can't beat the other two, whether it's the Sichuan-Chongqing tigress Pei Sisi, or the little gun god Li Fugui from Shandong."

"Sigh, it seems I have no chance with the Martial Arts Competition championship~"

While sighing, Yang Lele kept signaling Yang Dian with her little eyes.

Those little eyes were very direct, basically saying, 'Zhong Deng, do you have any cheats? Quickly open them for Xiao Deng.'

Yang Dian poked her head with his index finger:

"Compared to others, I've given you enough cheats."

"The amount of heaven and earth treasures, Spirit Medicine, and Spirit Fruits you've consumed is almost in the top ten on Earth."

"Besides that, there's also my occasional Martial Arts guidance."

"In this situation, if you're still inferior in skill, then you have to accept it."

"Alright~" Yang Lele slumped:

"I didn't say I wouldn't accept it."

"It's just a bit of a shame not to win the Martial Arts Competition championship."

"Life is always full of regrets; nothing can be perfect." Yang Dian's voice also carried a hint of emotion:

"It's enough that you've tried."

"If not this time, there's always next time."

Yang Lele lowered her head even further:

"If I can't beat them this time, it'll be even harder next time."

Yang Dian poked her head:

"Did you forget that you have a Brother?"

"Eh?" Yang Lele raised her head:

"Brother, didn't you say you wouldn't give me cheats?"

"I only said I wouldn't give you cheats before this Martial Arts Competition." Yang Dian said with a smile:

"After this Martial Arts Competition ends, the resources that should be given to you will still be given."

"It's not like I would keep good things from you and really make you struggle alone to earn resources, right?"

Yang Lele's eyes lit up:

"Then am I not set to win next year's Martial Arts Competition championship?"

Yang Dian smiled:

"Who knows what will happen next year?"

He would Cultivate Yang Lele, but that didn't mean he would only Cultivate Yang Lele.

If Yang Lele didn't work hard, whether she could even make it to the semi-finals next year would be a question... Two days passed in Yang Dian's somewhat bored life, where he could only invite Shi Sheng for a foot wash. In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the Chinese Martial Arts Competition semi-finals.

[territory map - Main Arena Area]

Yang Lele stood in the waiting area with her arms crossed, saying nothing, pretending to be a master.

Pei Sisi, whom she called the tigress, habitually walked over to Yang Lele after arriving at the waiting area and poked her ribs, whispering:

"Lele, don't be unhappy."

"It's just bad luck that we ran into those two shameless people, Zheng Fei and Zheng Xinglong."

As she spoke, she shook her small fist, which could send a strong man flying in pieces:

"When the officials introduce a rule next year prohibiting the summoning of Martial Artists' projections for combat, we'll teach Zheng Fei a good lesson."

"Next year, I'm definitely going to beat him until he's completely confused."

Yang Lele raised her head:

"Hmph."

"No need to wait until next year."

"I'll make Zheng Fei and his old man pay later."

Pei Sisi looked at Yang Lele's spirited appearance and couldn't help but blink:

"Lele, have you contacted some important person?"

"Besides Zheng Xinglong, we have three Grandmaster-level Martial Artists in China, and two Transcendent Realm-level Martial Dao celestials above Grandmaster-level."

"Those five important individuals are all far more powerful than Zheng Xinglong."

"Which one did you contact?"

Yang Lele became even more arrogant:

"Guess!"

"Mo Yuntao, Director of the Martial Security Bureau, the Director of the Martial Security Bureau?"

Yang Lele shook her head, "Not Uncle Mo."

Pei Sisi's little heart skipped a beat.

How did she not know that her good friend, whom she had known for several months, could call the Director of the Martial Security Bureau "Uncle"?

"Deputy Director Yue Shan?"

Yang Lele continued to shake her head:

"Not Uncle Yue either."

As she spoke, she paused again:

"Eh, speaking of which, I haven't heard from Uncle Yue in a long time."

Pei Sisi swallowed, not paying attention to Yang Lele's words.

In her perception, for a powerful individual like Yue Shan, who had achieved Martial Dao enlightenment, it was perfectly normal to go into seclusion for a year or two, wasn't it?

"Not Mo Yuntao, Director of the Martial Security Bureau, the Director of the Martial Security Bureau, nor Deputy Director Yue Shan. Could it be the reclusive Cultivator Tang Shichang from Zhongnan Mountain?"

Yang Lele shook her head:

"I haven't met Grandpa Tang."

Pei Sisi's eyes gradually widened:

"Could it be Daoist Qingfeng, a Martial Dao celestial in the Transcendent Realm, known for having the strength to destroy a country alone?"

Seeing Yang Lele continue to shake her head, Pei Sisi's eyes finally became round:

"It can't be the strongest person on our Earth, the Commander of the Expeditionary Force, can it?"

Yang Lele chuckled:

"Actually, there's one more person you didn't mention."

Pei Sisi looked puzzled:

"Who else?"

"Uncle Chen Jie. He also possesses high-level Transcendent Realm strength."

"It's just that he Cultivates the Western Knight's Dao, so when we usually talk about Martial Dao projections, we don't include Uncle Chen."

Pei Sisi breathed a sigh of relief:

"So you contacted the powerful Chen Jie?"

"He's your uncle?"

Yang Lele continued to shake her head:

"Not him either."

Pei Sisi was puzzled:

"Not him either? Then who is it?"

Yang Lele chuckled:

"Didn't you just guess correctly?"