C13 Defeat without defeat

The corpses of Yan Yun and Yan Fei had been ordered by Yan Lingyun to guard the site. The servants walked over and dragged them down for burial.

Yan Qiuyu thought back to the battle just now, and her heart felt heavy. Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and Ao Xue and Gu Mei's robes were slightly lifted by the wind. She looked just like an otherworldly expert.

Everyone looked at Yan Qiuyu who was now standing on the stage. She was tall and slender, her aura of being a good-for-nothing had already disappeared without a trace. Her slightly furrowed brows added a few traces of dignity to her.

His entire body shrank back on the stage, his eyes staring at the spot where there was no focus. As he looked at Yan Qiuyu, he suddenly felt a wave of fear enter his mind. He was so scared that he started trembling, and he even started to utter some fearful syllables.

With a "plop," Yan Peng actually kneeled down.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!"

After admitting defeat, the entire audience burst into an uproar:

"What?"

"Admit defeat? Yan Peng, who was always so arrogant, actually admitted defeat?"

"Hmph, I could already tell that this guy is weak on the outside but weak on the outside. He's bullying the weak and afraid of the strong!"

"But if it's someone like Yan Ling and Yan Lanyue, why don't you give up? It would be fine if you admit defeat, but how about facing Yan Qiuyu, who is just a piece of trash?"

"Haven't you heard? A few days ago, Yan Qiuyu suddenly showed off her might and taught a lesson to all the disciples in the clan. This Yan Peng is one of them!"

"But even so, that Yan Qiuyu shouldn't be that strong to the point that she's even scared Yan Peng into admitting defeat, right?"

"Anyway. "What Yan Peng is doing is really stupid. The elders in the entire family will definitely give up without fighting, and most of them will be casting a vote for Yan Peng."

"As an outsider, it's obviously very easy for you to say that!" "Didn't you see how scared Yan Peng was in front of Yan Qiuyu? He was only thinking about avoiding physical pain, how could he be in the mood to think about such things?"

"Silence, silence!" Yan Lingyun, who was in the stands, spoke.

Yan Lingyun looked at Yan Peng and asked, "Yan Peng, do you really want to admit defeat?"

Yan Peng nodded. "Yes, yes. I admit defeat. I won't fight with him. Great sir, why don't you give me another one? Anyone else can do it …"

"Nonsense!" Yan Lingyun was fuming, "In the Clan Martial Meet, you will decide your opponent by drawing lots, how can you just change your lot like that? If you admit defeat, then scram! "

Yan Peng immediately jumped off the stage as if it was in amnesty!

There was another hiss from below the stage.

"All of you, quiet down!" Yan Lingyun was enraged. She turned around and said to Yan Yun, "Announce the result!"

Yan Yun nodded her head, "In this competition, Yan Qiuyu wins!"

Most people thought that Yan Peng would admit defeat in front of Yan Qiuyu. If he wasn't bewitched, he would be afraid of Yan Fengtian's identity as the clan leader, and would not dare to fight his son. Yan Qiuyu's victory was laughable. Those who had heard of Yan Qiuyu teaching Yan Peng a lesson that day all cast looks of anticipation towards Yan Qiuyu, hoping that he would bring a good show to them when he faced other opponents.

Yan Qiuyu bowed to each of the seniors in the audience and then slowly walked down from the arena.

As he looked at his son's back, Yan Fengtian's heart was filled with joy. He had also heard about how Yan Peng was defeated by the clan head, Yan Qiuyu. Back then, he didn't believe him, but now, he was starting to believe him. At this moment, he was very happy that his son had finally mastered it. He was worried that his son would have to face an even more powerful opponent if he didn't give in. He didn't know if he could survive this kind of test.

At this moment, Yan Lingyun also looked over. He seemed to understand his younger brother's intentions. He whispered into Yan Feng Tian's ear, "Feng Tian, the next round of Qiu Yu will be tomorrow. Do you think that after today's match ends, you can try to persuade him in private and make him give up?"

Yan Feng Tian smiled and said in a low voice: "This time, Yan Peng gave in without a fight. I don't know how many people below the stage are feeling that Qiu Yu's victory is strange. "My son is completely speechless?"

Yan Lingyun sighed, "But Yan Peng's strength is a divide among the younger generation. Yan Peng is the best amongst the second tier experts, and those who beat Yan Peng are the first tier experts amongst the younger generation. If Qiu Yu encounters someone like this, you can guarantee …"

The Misty Wind Palace's Dao: "Things have already come to this point, let's just look at it from the sidelines!"

Yan Lingyun did not respond. She turned around and instructed Yan Yun, "We can begin the next match!"

Yan Yun nodded her head, "Next match, Yan Lanyue against Yan Fengwu!"

"Yan Fengwu?"

"He's the adopted son of uncle Yan Lingyun. I heard that his true strength is the strongest amongst the younger generation. It's because his identity is that of an adopted son that he has been hindered in entering the sect."

"Of course I know him. I was just a bit surprised when I heard that he was an adopted son, that he had been developing our family's division and taking care of our family's business, and suddenly came back to join the Family Martial Meet!"

As he was speaking, a burst of metal wind suddenly rose up from the arena. Like a phoenix descending from heaven, a white-clothed youth slowly descended onto the arena.

At once, the audience burst into cheers, "Aiya, being famous is better than seeing you! I have long heard that the Great Master's adopted son not only has great martial arts skills, but is also one of the most outstanding younger generation. Seeing you today is indeed extraordinary! "

As they discussed, they saw a handful of sand slowly descend onto the arena, like a cage of cold water, the moonlight shining on the blue gauze. It was filled with a cold and seductive look, an absolutely beautiful appearance, yet it filled one's heart with love and adoration, a peerless beauty that reflected the brilliance of Yan Fengwu on the opposite side!

"Aiya, what a perfect pair!"

"Do you dare to face the two of them and shout together? Together!"

"You're courting death, that 'White Sword Technique' of Yan Lengyue is not something to be trifled with. If you were to shout that out, then a cold light would immediately flash. Your head wouldn't be able to hold on!"

The two people on the stage weren't moved in the slightest by the discussions below.

Yan Fengwu bowed towards Yan Lengyue, "Greetings, sister Leng Yue!"

It was as if Yan Lengyue didn't hear him at all as she stared coldly at Yan Fengwu, as if the bright moon was shining coldly in her eyes.

The smile on her face was still as warm as the sun. She looked at Yan Lengyue and said, "It doesn't matter if you ignore me, as I said before, even if your heart is cold, I will still warm you like a sun. Even if you are cold to death, I will still be willing!"

Ah!

Below the stage, there was a cry of surprise followed by laughter. Yan Qiuyu, who was sitting on the stage, couldn't help but smile.

"This Yan Fengwu is truly adept at handling his clan's affairs and business. However, he doesn't seem to know a single thing about love!"

"That's right. To say something like that to a girl like Yan Lanyue who's like a mortal in front of so many people would only make Yan Lanyue hate him even more!"

"That might not be the case. From what I see, this young master Yan Fengwu is handsome and magnificent. There isn't a single one of them that isn't worthy of young lady Yan Lengyue!"

"It is not a question of whether a lady like Yan Lengyue is compatible or not. Leng Yue, even her name is cold, and her temperament is as ice-cold as ice." There was no room for ordinary people in their eyes. Did you hear? One year ago, when the Wang family had just risen to prominence, the eldest son of the Wang family, Wang Bufan, had intentionally provoked and sent a letter to Yan Lanyue's father. When Lady Leng Yue heard this, she immediately covered her face and took advantage of the night to sneak into the prince's mansion to castrate this young master Wang Bufan! "

"I know about this. I heard that Wang Bufan's scream was like a pig being butchered and disturbed the entire Royal Mansion. That Wang Long sent his clan's experts to capture Lady Leng Yue. Lady Leng Yue actually acted like a human and retreated completely!"

"Aiya, but since Lady Leng Yue possesses that ability, why would she lose to that Wang Mu in the Wang family's battle two days ago?"

"He lost in strategy. Although Wang Mu's cultivation is high, he is still one rank lower than Lady Leng Yue. However, his ability to adapt to the battle is much stronger than Lady Leng Yue's!"

"Moreover, in the competition, victory and defeat must be decided. To be able to escape through assassination, you only need to escape with your body intact. The two situations are different and cannot be compared in the same breath!"

"That's true, haha. From the looks of it, our young brother Yan Fengwu's situation today is not going to be too optimistic!"

As she spoke, Yan Lengyue pulled out her blade and swung it towards Yan Fengwu, who was facing her. She moved mercilessly towards the fatal acupoint, obviously angered by Yan Fengwu's words.

"Aiyaya, it is taboo to get angry on the spot. Sister Leng Yue, quickly calm your emotions. I am not willing to reveal my true feelings to you and turn it into a strategy to anger your sister!" As she was speaking, Yan Fengwu raised her hand and condensed the spirit seed in her dantian, turning it into an extremely fast and swift saber Qi, and swung it down.

Below the stage, there was a wave of restlessness.

"Activate the spirit within my body, unleash saber energy, impressive!"

"There's a spirit child in my body, I can send it to anyone I want. It seems that Yan Fengwu has already broken through to the Spirit Realm!"

"Not only that, condensing a spirit seed into a blade aura and unleashing it will hurt the enemy. This is impossible without the cultivation of a second level spirit realm!"

"Aiya, looks like our Lady Leng Yue is going to suffer a loss!"

Before the discussion was over, a "verdant" sound came from the stage. The blade in Yan Lengyue's hand snapped, but the female hero did not retreat. Her right arm glowed with a cold light and continued to cut towards Yan Fengwu's neck like a sharp blade.

"Mmm, looks like after my battle with Wang Mu, Lady Yan Lengyue's cultivation and tactics have improved by leaps and bounds!"

"That's right, the blade that didn't seem to have reached its goal was actually half an attack, half a bait to lure the enemy, and seventy percent of true qi had already been reserved for this attack." That's right, the blade that didn't seem to have reached its goal was actually half an attack, and half a bait to lure the enemy, and seventy percent of true qi had already been reserved for this attack. "It seems that after Wang Mu tricked Yan Lanyue and won the battle, Yan Lanyue has finally understood the principle of 'no one is going easy on you'!"

"Furthermore, Lady Leng Yue's cultivation base is still between the eighth and ninth level of the Spirit Stage when she fought against Wang Mu. From the looks of it, she has broken through to the third level from the Spirit Child within her dantian!"

"After experiencing failure, we will be able to obtain great progress. Mn, you truly possess the attitude of one looking down on the mortal world, Lady Leng Yue!"

"Let's see how that Yan Fengwu will respond!"

As the sounds of discussion had yet to reach the ground, Yan Fengwu gathered his energy and the spirit seed began to gather in front of him, forming an invisible shield in front of him. Immediately, he dissipated Leng Yue's attack.

"Mm, if one can defend and attack, then they can be created!"

Yan Lengyue let out a soft snort. She flipped her body in the air, and then landed about three feet away.

"Aiyaya, Little Sister Leng Yue, you're truly amazing!" "Feng Wu …" Yan Fengwu was obviously going to say something, but Yan Lengyue seemed to have long since been unable to endure his blabbering attitude. She waved her hand, sending out a swift blade energy towards Yan Fengwu without waiting for him to finish.

Yan Fengwu's voice was forcibly cut off by this blade energy, but she didn't think that she was angry. She maintained her smile that was as warm as the sun, and with her body to the side and her right foot pointed at the ground as the center, she drew a semicircle in the air to avoid this attack. She was just about to say a few more words.

The corners of Yan Lengyue's lips curled up, revealing an extremely cold smile. The hearts of everyone beneath the stage instantly turned cold, but this smile was so warm in Yan Fengwu's eyes.

When the spectators saw the smile on Yan Lengyue's face, they could already tell that she was about to use her ultimate move.

Sure enough, Yan Lanyue's palms slowly absorbed the surrounding spiritual energy, and with the help of the spiritual energy in her body, the energy around her began to surge. She was ready to strike.

When Yan Fengwu saw this, she couldn't help but wait with rapt attention.

Below the stage, there was a flurry of discussion, "This, this is the 'Poem of Leaving Whitehead Inscriptions'!"

"Yes, using a brush to draw a painting is the easiest way to leave one with endless reverie. It is clear that one has not even touched the brush, yet all one can see are the most beautiful scenes in the painting. Just like this move, you can't make any big movements, and yet, wherever you stand, there is nowhere that you can't hide your life from this move! "

"That's right, this is a legendary move! It looks like Yan Fengwu won't be able to escape this calamity!"

Even before she finished speaking, she saw Yan Fengwu's pained expression. Yan Qiuyu, who was sitting on the seat of honor, couldn't bear to see this.

Yan Fengwu then shouted out to Yan Lengyue, "In order to protect your life, little sister Leng Yue, I'll be offending you!"

As he spoke, he turned around, countless spirit seeds flying around him. Yan Fengwu reached out with his right hand and drew in the air, as if he was drawing with a brush, throwing ink onto the ground. The spirit seeds around her were like ink as they scattered all over the place, creating an exquisite painting on the martial arts practice field!

"Alright, alright!"

"What an eye-opener, what an eye-opener!"

"'Waving a little bit of ink' against 'Poem of Leaving a white trail', such an impressive attack, such a beautiful catch! "Praising, praising!"

On the competition stage, the spirit seeds were like flying ink. They sprinkled with light, light, agile, and sometimes extremely powerful. Yan Fengwu was like a spirit fish in water, swimming with more than one blade in hand!

However, just as everyone was cheering, they saw that Yan Fengwu's footsteps had slowed down, and he fell to the ground. The spirit son around him immediately dispersed, and as soon as the matter occurred, Yan Lengyue's palm hit Yan Fengwu's chest, causing blood to spill out of his mouth.

"Huh?" Everyone in the audience was surprised!

Yan Lengyue was also surprised for a moment, and she hurriedly retracted her hand.

Yan Fengwu slowly stood up from the stage. "Aiyaya, little sister Leng Yue's' Blank Slow Incantation Poems' are truly amazing. You can't even receive a single bit of my 'Ink Splitting Strikes' anymore!" I'm impressed! "

Yan Qiuyu smiled in her heart. He could naturally see that just now, when the two of them were fighting, although 'throwing ink into the air' was not a guaranteed victory, they were evenly matched. If they were able to block it, then there would be no problem at all for the next attack, but Yan Fengwu had pretended that his ink into the hand of Yan Lengyue's Bai Baoyue.

He also knew that Lady Leng Yue's character was cold and arrogant. If she were to experience two failures, it would definitely be extremely painful, and she would deliberately give up on this opportunity to compete and admit her defeat.

Yan Qiuyu turned her head to look at Yan Lengyue, who was standing to the side. At this moment, she was standing there angrily with a pair of beautiful eyes glaring at Yan Fengwu.

Yan Qiuyu smiled in her heart, "Feng Wu, since you know that little sister Leng Yue is arrogant, you should know that she must hate false victories even more. It seems like she has already seen through you." "With this, you have managed to completely offend Lady Leng Yue. I'm afraid that your following days will not be easy!"

As he was thinking, he heard Uncle Yan Lingyun's voice from the stage, "Feng Wu, do you really think you've lost?"

Yan Fengwu bowed towards Yan Lingyun and said, "Foster father, your son has let you down!"

Yan Lingyun shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Yan Feng Tian Yu speaking from behind him with a smile on her face. She said softly, "If Feng Wu's defeat can win the heart of Yan Lanyue, the most beautiful amongst the younger generation, then the defeat would be worth it!"

Yan Lingyun carefully savored the meaning of Yan Feng Tian's words. She felt that although Yan Fengwu would temporarily leave a bad impression on Yan Lengyue, from now on, Yan Lengyue would see that he was different from the rest. Furthermore, Yan Lengyue had already injured Yan Fengwu in her hands.

Yan Feng Tian and Yan Lingyun had both experienced love training, so they naturally understood what was going on.

Yan Lingyun couldn't help but nod his head. He immediately said, "I, Feng Wu'er, am weaker than others and lost to the little niece Yan Lanyue. The victor of this match is undoubtedly Yan Lanyue!"

A shout was followed by a burst of cheers. These cheers were all made by Yan Lengyue. Although Lady Leng Yue had never given them any face, they were all happy to have a conversation with her.

Yan Lingyun looked at them and laughed coldly in his heart. "My son, Feng Wu, is someone that these plentiful people can compare to?"

He immediately announced: "Today, the sky is already dark. The battle shall end here. We will continue tomorrow!"

After the introduction, everyone dispersed.