135: Chapter 135 First Place in the Martial Arts Competition (Part 1)

Sun Chengan looked at Ye Yisong, who was standing on the arena, with resentment, but he dared not utter a word. Even Sun Chengzong, an elder who was usually calm, had bloodshot eyes when he saw the corpse of Sun Jiadong.

"You give me..." Sun Jiaping, who had met him once before, was about to make a threat when he was interrupted by Sun Chengzong.

"Jiaping, shut up. In arena duels, life and death are determined by fate!" The elder, who had spent his whole life working for the Sun Family, had a straight back, but at this moment, it was slightly bent.

The pillar of the next generation of the Sun Family was dead, just like that, right before his eyes. Sun Chengzong did not know for a moment where the Sun Family would go in the future.

Could the reckless and impulsive Sun Jiaping hold up this century-old foundation?

Sun Chengzong personally picked up the corpse of Sun Jiadong and slowly left the Prefecture Examination grounds step by step. Many people from the Sun Family behind him were sobbing.

Before the Sun Family left, the Wei Family kept their promise to Sun Jiadong and gave them the five High Grade spirit ascension pills they had promised beforehand.

Looking at the five Medicinal Pills with enticing fragrance in his palm, Sun Chengan did not know whether he should hate the Ye Family or the Wei Family.

Was the leading figure of the Sun Family's next generation only worth five High Grade Medicinal Pills?

Could a Royal Family play with the lives of members of a Martial Ancestor Family so recklessly?

"Eighty-ninth Brother, we shouldn't have given them the Medicinal Pills. That waste Sun Jiadong didn't even test out Ye Yisong's bottom line; he didn't test anything at all," Wei Jiajun said with a look of disdain.

"Seventh Brother, the death of Sun Jiadong still had value," Young Master Qi said. "You don't really think Sun Jiadong just blew himself up while hiding, do you?"

"Wasn't it?" Wei Jiajun asked suspiciously. He had watched the entire process just now and hadn't seen anything amiss.

"It was fourth-grade Mental Energy that affected the judgment of Sun Jiadong," Young Master Qi explained. "No matter how incompetent Sun Jiadong was, he was still the successor cultivated by the Sun Family. He still had the ability to avoid harm. How could he have been foolish enough to get himself blown up?"

"Fourth-grade Mental Energy? This kid hides so deep," Wei Jiajun swept away his previous contempt and began to re-examine this opponent.

"Seventh Brother, if you meet him later, you must be careful," Young Master Qi said.

"Eighty-ninth Brother, don't you trust me? When it comes to the ability to save one's life, I am this," Wei Jiajun boasted.

Young Master Qi did not object. When it comes to the ability to save one's life, Wei Jiajun certainly had some tricks up his sleeve.

"Such strong Mental Energy," Wang Xianliang praised. "Xianda, in the future, if you meet this Ye fellow outside, be very careful."

"Hmm." Wang Xianda nodded solemnly, then coughed a few times.

In the previous duel with Young Master Qi, Wang Xianda had been defeated overwhelmingly; he simply couldn't withstand the attacks of the short sword of Young Master Qi.

What was most surprising was that Ye Jiexuan had lost his duel with Wang Xiannan. Wang Xiannan was pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger; he was not a 6-star Martial Master at all, but a genuine Seven-Star Martial Master.

Although Ye Jiexuan had been very careful, he still capsized in the gutter and was defeated by the illusion techniques of Wang Xiannan.

Thus, the top five contestants for the Cangjiang Prefecture Prefecture Examination were freshly released: Ye Yisong, Wang Xianliang, Wang Xiannan, Young Master Qi, and Wei Jiajun.

Finally, it would be the battle for first place among the three giants of Cangjiang Prefecture.

It was also the most exciting battle of this Prefecture Examination.

Would it be Wang Xianliang or Young Master Qi, who had comprehended the Martial Dao Seed, who would take first place, or would Ye Yisong, who possessed the mysterious blue lotus, emerge victorious?

The five people formed a small circle, surrounding Official Wu Tian, waiting for the final grouping.

Official Wu Tian did not waste words. He directly raised his hand and pointed a ray of Spiritual Qi at the large turntable in the center. The name the pointer landed on would be the lucky person of this round, who would get a bye for this duel.

"Ding."

A crisp sound echoed over the empty arena. The name the pointer eventually pointed to was Wang Xianliang.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yisong's handsome face couldn't help but twitch. Why did good things never fall to him?

"Ye Yisong versus Wei Jiajun."

"Young Master Qi versus Wang Xiannan."

Soon, the groupings for the remaining four were also announced in the sky. The winners of this round would directly advance to the top three of the Prefecture Examination and compete for the top three rankings with Wang Xianliang, who had the bye.

No one dared to be careless!

Yet at this moment, something unexpected, yet also expected, happened: Wang Xiannan chose to concede directly.

Then he gracefully left the arena.

It was unexpected because he had come this far; it was a pity to concede without even trying.

It was expected because the opponent of Wang Xiannan this time was simply too powerful; he couldn't possibly beat Young Master Qi.

Ye Yisong looked at Wang Xiannan with admiration in his eyes. This was a strong opponent with a very clear mind, knowing what should be done and what should not!

Moreover, he knew how to hide his clumsiness and not act ostentatiously. If he grew up, he would be another great enemy in the future.

With the concession of Wang Xiannan, now only the battle between Ye Yisong and Wei Jiajun remained to be seen. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two, wanting to see whose strength was superior.

Ye Yisong had some understanding of Wei Jiajun. He knew that his strength had reached the Perfection of a Nine-Star Martial Master, and his Mental Energy had also broken through to the fourth grade. He was only one step away from comprehending the Martial Dao Seed before he could begin to work on the Breakthrough to Martial Ancestor.

If he was still thinking of using Mental Energy to confuse him like he did with Sun Jiadong, it would be impossible. Only by crushing him with pure strength would there be a chance of winning.

While Ye Yisong was looking at Wei Jiajun, Wei Jiajun was also watching him. Wei Jiajun had long been on guard against all of the strange methods of Ye Yisong, standing not too far and not too close, looking at him from a distance.

The greatest expectation of Wei Jiajun for this battle was to win; if that failed, the next best thing was to severely injure Ye Yisong, creating favorable conditions for his Eighty-ninth Brother to help him win first place.

Neither of them made the first move. They just stood on the arena, letting the breeze blow by, as if they had forgotten they were in a competition.

"Hundred-Step Lotus."

In the end, it was Ye Yisong who moved first. With a wave of his hand, three blue lotuses floated from his palm and flew straight towards Wei Jiajun.

The corners of the mouth of Wei Jiajun curled up. After all, young people couldn't hold their breath. He raised his hand and cast three fireballs, approaching the three blue lotuses. The fireballs and the blue lotuses collided, making a shocking sound, and a huge Spiritual Qi shockwave swept across the arena.

"Kid, whatever methods you have, use them all," Wei Jiajun said with a triumphant smile after breaking the blue lotus of Ye Yisong with one blow.

The Martial Artists under the stage were also amazed when they saw this scene. Could it really be done like this?

It seemed that the many Martial Artists before had been frightened by the terrifying power of this blue lotus and only knew how to dodge blindly, not daring to touch its edge.

Unexpectedly, Wei Jiajun had broken the strongest method of Ye Yisong with just three fireballs. It seemed Ye Yisong would stop here.