121: Chapter 121 Killing Qi Deqing

Ignoring the pincer attack of the three Nine-Colored Green Lotuses behind him, Qi Deqing channeled his energy into his right hand, unleashing a Thunderbolt Palm straight at Ye Yisong's face. He did not care about scoring a hit; he only wanted to complete this final strike to give his Family an explanation before the Wei and Wang Families.

Feeling the oncoming heat wave, a wicked smile curled at the corners of Ye Yisong's mouth. Just as he was getting sleepy, someone brought him a pillow. A faint blue light shimmered in his hand as he pointed his fingers directly at Qi Deqing's right hand.

The moment Ye Yisong's fingers touched Qi Deqing's right hand, the Spiritual Qi circulating within it suddenly vanished as if it had never existed. Qi Deqing cursed inwardly, realizing it was the eerie blue light mentioned in the intelligence reports.

Since he had already completed the mission assigned by the Clan Chief, Qi Deqing was about to raise his hand to signal the referee that he was conceding, but he discovered that his hand was completely numb, as if it had been injected with an anesthetic, and he couldn't lift it at all.

The moment Qi Deqing disregarded the danger behind him to engage in a desperate struggle, Ye Yisong understood his intention.

He never intended to win; he had only stepped onto the arena to go through the motions so the Qi Family would have an explanation.

Qi Deqing's plan was nice, but unfortunately, Ye Yisong would not let him have his way.

If Qi Deqing hadn't actively approached Ye Yisong but instead attacked from a distance, Ye Yisong would not have been confident in killing him in one blow. Regarding attack power, Ye Yisong held an absolute advantage; it could be said that no other Martial Master present could surpass him, but in terms of speed, Ye Yisong did have a certain weakness.

Ye Yisong first used the blue light to cut off the momentum of Qi Deqing's Thunderbolt Palm, then pointed a finger at Qi Deqing's Dantian Qi Sea, disrupting the flow of his Spiritual Qi. Qi Deqing had never seen such an eerie attack method and was completely stunned from the start.

Now, the Spiritual Qi in his body was completely chaotic, rampaging everywhere, which meant his body was entirely out of his control. He couldn't even raise his hand to surrender, and he regretted it in his heart: why had he been so foolish to deliver himself to his doorstep?

Just as Ye Yisong used the blue light to disrupt the circulation of Spiritual Qi throughout Qi Deqing's body, the three Nine-Colored Green Lotuses he had just unleashed closed in. To ensure there were no mistakes, Ye Yisong even specifically added some red light, doubling the power of the Nine-Colored Green Lotus.

There was only this one chance. Once Qi Deqing survived this attack, he would surely surrender immediately, and Ye Yisong dared not violate the rules of the competition to strike again.

"Explode."

Ye Yisong mercilessly detonated the three Nine-Colored Green Lotuses. Three extremely pure clusters of Spiritual Qi exploded with Qi Deqing at the center. Even with Qi Deqing's Middle Stage Body Refining cultivation, it was extremely difficult to withstand this energy shockwave.

Compared to the Green Lotus used to blast Li Yuan during the Shuinan County County Exam, the power of this current Green Lotus was more than three times stronger.

After the aftershocks of the explosion subsided, Ye Yisong leaped forward with his sword. He nudged Qi Deqing's corpse a few times and slashed his carotid artery to confirm that Qi Deqing was indeed dead.

He cupped his hands toward Official Wu Tian in the sky, ignored the Qi Deqing lying on the ground, walked straight off the arena, and returned to the Ye Family's resting area.

"Thirteenth Brother, impressive."

"Thirteenth Brother, you're awesome!"

"Thirteenth Young Master, well done."

Just after returning to the resting area, he was showered with praise from the Ye Family members, especially that kid Ye Yiguang, who was particularly exaggerated.

During this period, the Qi Family's points had been chasing fiercely from behind, suppressing everyone and making it hard to vent their frustration. Now, with the death of Qi Deqing, everyone had finally found an outlet for their emotions.

"Yitian, how is your situation?" Ye Yisong had been competing the whole time and hadn't seen Ye Yitian's match, so he asked this question.

"I advanced to the fifth round." Ye Yitian grinned, showing his big white teeth, and said happily.

Ye Yitian's Luck was quite good; if he won the fifth round, he would have a high chance of entering the top 100 of the Prefecture Examination.

After the first three rounds, there were 420 people left. The fourth round eliminated 210 people, and the fifth round would eliminate another 105, leaving only 105 people. Adding in the Martial Artists who had both suffered injuries during the competition, it could be said that as long as one survived the fifth round, there should be a place in the top 100 of the Prefecture Examination.

The few people in the small circle watched the matches on the arena and chatted idly. Ye Yitian's opponent for the fifth round was finally matched.

Surprisingly, it was a Loose Cultivator who was a 2nd-rank Martial Artist. Ye Yitian's Luck was truly excellent.

"Yitian, don't be careless." Ye Yisong advised. In past years, there had been incidents where low-rank Martial Artists made comebacks. Until the very last moment, anything could happen.

"Yes, Thirteenth Brother." Ye Yitian laughed even louder. With so many Martial Master experts in this year's competition, to have secured a spot in the top 100 as someone who had just entered the Martial Master Realm, how could he not be happy?

...

Second Master Qi Zhenglu personally went onto the arena to collect Qi Deqing's body. Amidst the grief and indignation of his clansmen, they slowly left the Cangjiang Prefecture government office.

Qi Deqing was one of the three outstanding figures of the Qi Family's 'De' generation!

He just died like that on the competition arena!

Often, Second Master Qi Zhenglu did not understand why the Family had to participate in the struggle between the three giants. At worst, they could just hunker down in the Prefecture City; developing a bit slower was better than the heavy casualties the Family Disciples were suffering now.

How many more Disciples did the Qi Family have that could withstand such attrition!

If that didn't work, they could just move to another prefecture to survive; it wasn't as if there was no precedent for such a thing.

As long as they were willing to spend Spirit Stones, the Great Wei government would also be willing to lend a helping hand to help them escape this vortex of conflict, trying their best to avoid situations where high-ranking Families bullied low-ranking Families.

Looking back at the Family's current Clan Chief, 4-Star Martial Ancestor Qi Xianzhe, and Elder, 4-Star Martial Ancestor Qi Xianxin, he hoped their decisions were correct!

Otherwise, the Qi Family would probably become history!

This centuries-old foundation was about to be destroyed in one fell swoop!

...

"Cousin, did you see anything?" Wei Jiajun asked, looking at Wang Xianda beside him. Wei Jiajun was one of the five major seeded players for the Wei Family in this Prefecture Examination. His cultivation had long reached the Nine-Star Martial Master level, and he had been holding back from breaking through just to compete for first place in the Prefecture Examination at this very moment.

"It is indeed as the intelligence stated; that blue light is quite eerie," Wang Xianda replied.

"Indeed, he is a thorny character," Wei Jiajun said.

"Cousin, if you encounter him, what are your odds of winning?" Wang Xianda asked.

"Hahaha, you brat, you're here to gather intelligence for Wang Xianliang again, right?" Wei Jiajun saw through Wang Xianda's little thoughts at a glance, but he didn't take it to heart. He had absolute confidence in his own strength and replied indifferently, "Fifty percent."

Wang Xianda looked at Wei Jiajun in surprise. Fifty percent? Was it that high?

He understood his cousin's temperament. Although he was arrogant, he never disdained to boast. If he said there was a fifty percent chance, then there must be a fifty percent chance.

Where did Wei Jiajun get the confidence to restrain Ye Yisong's various methods?

"Cousin, I'll take my leave first. After the Prefecture Examination, I'll treat you to a drink. That jar of Xuan Shen wine I've been soaking with 500-year-old tiger bones is almost ready," Wang Xianda invited.

"Good, then I won't stand on ceremony," Wei Jiajun laughed heartily. 500-year-old tiger bones were not easy to find.

Not long after Wang Xianda left, a young man walked down from the small pavilion and said with a smile: "Seventh Brother, aren't you afraid that Wang Xianliang will surpass you and seize first place in the Prefecture Examination?"