C9 Promotion to the finals

Bai Ye busied herself a lot during the following matches. Not only was she busy competing in martial arts, but she also had to step down from the stage to cultivate martial arts. Fortunately, her soul was incomparably strong, and she was able to split her attention between two uses.

"Number 10 and number 43, go on stage!"

Bai Ye stood up, and at that moment, all of the members of the Bai Family were looking at him with gazes full of fear, because all of Bai Ye's opponents had somehow lost. If one or two of them were lucky, then all of the more than ten Fourth Stage Martial Cultivator had lost, but the middle-aged man in charge of adjudication had not revoked Bai Ye's qualifications, proving that Bai Ye had used a fair and honorable method. Then, what level had Bai Ye's strength actually reached?

As for Bai Ye's opponent, he was one of the Bai Clan's few geniuses, a fourteen-year-old fifth level meat refining practitioner like Bai Lin. If it was before, the crowd would probably have been boiling with anger at Bai Ye, but after that strange scene where Bai Ye's opponent fell on the stage, no one dared to make a sound, unless Bai Ye lost.

"Bai Ye, I don't know what method you used to suddenly become a fifth stage Flesh Training Martial Cultivator, but I will use my strength to tell you that even if you obtain the strength of the sixth stage of the Flesh Training Realm, you will still not be my match!" Bai Lin was also one of the people that could clearly see Bai Ye's movements. However, he was very confident that even though Bai Ye had obtained strength that was not inferior to his, her combat experience was definitely not as good as his!

"My opponent is not you!" Bai Ye didn't use any strength or speed that far surpassed his opponent this time, instead, using the speed of a 5th level of the Body Transformation realm to instantly appear in front of Bai Lin. Bai Lin aimed at where Bai Ye went, and his body abruptly squatted down, his sharp sweeping kick sweeping towards Bai Ye's legs, and without hesitation, Bai Ye pounced forward towards Bai Lin. He lifted his left foot to hit Bai Ye's left knee, and Bai Lin pressed his palms flat against Bai Ye's left knee, slapping Bai Lin in the chest.

Bai Ye was about to use his strength again when he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck, and immediately jumped out of Bai Lin's body, and then saw Bai Lin's feet kicking towards his back, and immediately, Bai Ye's foot ferociously stomped towards Bai Lin's back, and immediately, Bai Lin rolled on the ground to dodge the kick, and then supported himself with both hands on the ground, and nimbly clamped his feet onto Bai Ye's feet, but Bai Ye's experienced kick only happened to hit Bai Lin's back, and Bai Lin could be considered to be forceful, but after taking this vicious kick, his feet actually got kicked, but Bai Ye crossed his arms in front to block this strike.

Especially when Bai Ye seemed to still have the upper hand. The members of the Bai Clan could not believe their own eyes, and at the same time, they were unwilling to accept how a trash like Bai Ye was able to reach such a level that even Bai Lin seemed to be no match for him. All of the members of the Bai Clan looked at Bai Ye with jealousy, cursing in their hearts that Bai Ye should not win.

At first, Bai Xin was looking forward to seeing Bai Ye's strength, but looking at the situation now, the situation was not looking good. Bai Lin was completely suppressed by Bai Ye, and could not injure Bai Ye at all, and Bai Ye's battle experience seemed extremely plentiful, so even Bai Lin's moves were able to counter and counter moves. In comparison, Bai Lin's skills were a little stiff, after all, Bai Lin had not reached the stage of changing moves as he pleased.

Bai Wuqing watched Bai Ye's actions with rapt attention, and muttered some words, his eyes were filled with fervor, excitement, and desire, and even Bai Ye was affected. He felt a chill down his spine, but Bai Lin's attacks were all already coming towards him, so Bai Ye did not pay too much attention to him.

As for Bai Xue'er, she only looked at her curiously a few times, then began to play with the little rabbit in her arms.

The few geniuses of the Bai Clan who had reached the fifth level of the Flesh Training Realm all stared at Bai Ye's figure with a serious expression. There was no other way but that Bai Ye's battle awareness and methods were very old, and he obviously wasn't a novice in battle. However, they had all bullied Bai Ye before.

Some of them also started to see Bai Ye as their opponent. After all, although Bai Lin's strength was not strong among them, they were still of low and medium levels. Yet, Bai Ye was able to suppress him.

He had personally witnessed Bai Ye's display of power, so even though he was also shocked, he quickly came back to his senses. However, he also began to consider whether or not he should avoid Bai Ye in the future, because he was one of the people who bullied Bai Ye the most, and fortunately, Bai Ye was almost killed several times.

"How is this possible? Bai Ye, how can you be so strong?!" Bai Lin and Bai Ye's hands were entwined together, but they were gradually suppressed by Bai Ye. Bai Lin said in disbelief.

What answered him was a knee strike from Bai Ye. However, Bai Lin's reaction wasn't slow either. He also sent out a knee strike to meet the attack.

"Bam!" A similar force of a thousand jin collided, causing an intense airflow to erupt. The clothes of the two people almost couldn't bear the pressure and burst apart. However, Bai Ye and Bai Lin didn't even blink as they collided once again. "Bang!"

"Rip!" The clothes of the two finally could no longer withstand the intense air current and had several holes torn open. Meanwhile, Bai Ye's hot blood also began to boil. It had been a long time since he had enjoyed such a hand-to-hand combat.

"Bai Ye, die!" Bai Lin kicked Bai Ye's left abdomen, and Bai Ye also kicked Bai Lin's right abdomen. Blood immediately flowed out of his mouth, but Bai Ye was safe and sound. After all, his strength was too much stronger than Bai Lin's.

"Take one of my blows, Shadow Fist of the Sixth Layer!" Bai Lin's left hand clenched into a fist and punched towards Bai Ye, his fist shook in the air, transforming into six fist silhouettes. Bai Lin used this technique, it was much faster and faster than Bai Jing's, and its flaws were much smaller, but Bai Ye's soul could easily see through it, and he did not dodge at all as his fist collided with Bai Lin's fist. Both of them retreated a few steps at the same time, and Bai Lin's clothes ripped with a 'clang', because a portion of his Qi was used to protect his clothes, Bai Ye was not in a sorry state, so he was not that much better than Bai Lin.

"How is this possible? Even Bai Lin is not his match?" They were the people who had participated in bullying Bai Ye. Although the others had also insulted Bai Ye, they had actually never seen Bai Ye so many times before. If Bai Ye were to take revenge in the future, they would be in trouble.

Bai Lin naturally heard the words of the Bai Clan disciples. This made him even more angry, and his eyes also began to become irritable.

"Bai Ye, I want you dead!" Bai Lin's right hand clenched into a fist and punched towards Bai Ye. However, his right fist was not simple. The faint metallic light gave off a hard feeling. It was another martial art of the Bai Clan, the Black Iron Hand.

This martial art was created to compensate the Bai Clan's disciples for their lack of speed and lack of killing power. It could greatly increase the strength and tenacity of one's arms. Combined with the Bai Clan's disciples' extremely fast speed, it could create an astonishing lethality.

Bai Lin was no exception, of course he couldn't just use one punch when he used the Black Iron Hands, but used the Black Iron Hands and the Shadow Fist Technique of the Six Layer. Because of the Black Iron Hands, the fist shadows flashed with a metallic light, making it even harder to distinguish between the real and the fake.

"Bai Lin, take one of my six layers of the Shadow Fist!" At this time, Bai Ye astonishingly used the same fist technique. Six fist shadows appeared, but unlike Bai Lin, these six fist shadows could only roughly determine the direction of attack, and the fist shadows were strange and illusory. When Bai Lin wanted to control the fist shadows to block, Bai Ye's fist shadows changed directions once again.

"Bai Ye won!" Bai Xin suddenly said. The disciples of the Bai Clan beside him were all stunned, and then they looked at Bai Ye in disbelief.

After Bai Lin and Bai Ye retreated a few breaths later, Bai Lin knelt on the ground with one knee, he was hit in the forehead by Bai Ye, the inner strength entered his body, if Bai Ye did not just want to knock him out, then he would not have been in a state of unconsciousness, and Bai Lin's fierce punch was accurately caught by Bai Ye's left hand, Bai Ye only followed the force of Bai Lin's fist and retreated, appearing to be extremely relaxed.

"Victory number ten, 20 points, you can enter the finals!" The middle-aged man naturally saw this, so he quickly announced the results. That's right, this was the last match of Bai Ye, so he had nothing to do with the rest of the competition.

"How is this possible? Bai Ye actually won!" Hearing the discussion of these Bai Clan disciples, the corner of Bai Ye's mouth slightly raised. It was impossible to say that he wasn't happy after slapping them in the face. After all, Bai Ye's performance had fiercely slapped twenty people who were scolding him in the face.

Although Mu Junxiang was not qualified to enter the training grounds, but it did not stop her from seeing Bai Ye's performance. Seeing Bai Ye now, with her eyes red, and seeing that she did not cry, and seeing that her son did not disappoint her, Mu Junxiang could not cry anymore. She smiled and looked at Bai Ye.

The first time was when his first love had left him, and this was after that, it was this time that he threw himself into Mu Junxiang's embrace, like a child who had been wronged and cried for his mother's sake. Mu Junxiang caressed Bai Ye's hair, the one who once caused him so much suffering was this son, and now, the one that made him feel so proud, was also this son.

"Ye'er, mom is very happy. You didn't disappoint your dad, and you didn't disappoint mom either. You really have grown up." Mu Junxiang said softly, her voice trembling.

It had been a long time since he had cried so recklessly. Bai Ye's best friend had once joked that he was very similar to the most handsome BOSS in the final fantasy, Safilos. He was also aloof and aloof, but his heart yearned for kinship, love, and friendship.