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The midday sun was high when the martial arts tournament officially began.

Atop the Fumanlou's highest balcony lay a thousand-square-foot platform, in the center of which sat a thirty-meter square arena where today's tournament would take place.

Surrounding the arena were neatly arranged chairs, filled once again with hundreds of cultivators and martial artists, among them some ordinary people who held CEO-level positions in large corporations.

These ordinary folks came to the Ghost Market for several reasons.

To seek spiritual medicine or to forge good relationships with the cultivators and martial artists.

Or else, to hire them with a hefty sum as private bodyguards.

However, cultivators and martial artists rarely became bodyguards for the sake of money, but not every cultivator or martial artist possessed a high cultivation level, so some with lower levels would choose to work as bodyguards.

Zhang Sanqian took a few minutes to explain the rules of the martial arts conference once again.

The basic rule was that each family could send someone to challenge another family, and if the other party agreed, they could take the stage to compete. The winner could take away the opponent's stake.

As soon as Zhang Sanqian stepped down from the platform, a tall man strode onto the stage.

The man stood at two meters tall and wore loose training clothes, exuding a fierce and wild aura.

His gaze swept through the crowd before finally settling on the Lin Family's area.

"Liu Family's Liu Meng, with Fourth Rank martial skill as the stake, challenges Lin Family's Lin Feng!"

Upon hearing this, the Lin Family members sneered.

Lin Wen said, "Feng, this Liu Meng was defeated by you last year. Since he dares challenge you again this year, he must be fully prepared. Be careful."

Lin Feng, around thirty, had muscles that were no less impressive than Liu Meng's, presenting the image of a human tank.

"A mere Liu Meng, I've never taken him seriously. Well, I shall claim this first battle for the Lin Family today!" Lin Feng stood up and with a step, his body soared like an unsheathed precious sword, leaping high to trace an arc in the air before landing heavily on the arena stage.

"Liu Meng, I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time," Lin Feng said with disdain.

Liu Meng's eyes were as cold as a viper's. Last year at the Ghost Market, representing the Liu Family, he fought Lin Feng and lost by just a single move.

Over the past year, Liu Meng devoted himself to frenzied cultivation and sought out challenges everywhere. He was confident that this time, he would win!

Liu Meng shouted, "Enough talk. Show your stake!"

"Fifth Rank bodily movement martial skill: Soaring Dragon Step."

Liu Meng's pupils suddenly constricted, betraying a hint of greed in his eyes.

If strength were the only factor, Liu Meng would not be any less capable than Lin Feng, but Lin Feng's agility far surpassed his. If he could master the Soaring Dragon Step, his strength would surely climb to a new level.

With the stakes declared, Lin Feng called out, "Let's begin!"

As his words fell, two figures collided instantly.

Below the stage, the crowd burst into discussion.

"The Lin Family really is generous, even putting the fifth-rank bodily movement martial skill: Soaring Dragon Step up for stakes."

"If that Soaring Dragon Step were auctioned, it would fetch an astronomical price."

"The very first duel is this fierce. It seems this year's martial arts conference will be spectacular."

In the Lin Family's area.

"Who would have thought Liu Meng's strength would improve so quickly? I wonder if Brother Feng can win against him," said Lin Yun, who was watching the fierce battle on the stage with some concern.

Lin Shiyun said indifferently, "In terms of strength, Liu Meng is perhaps a bit more formidable, but his movements are too stiff compared to Lin Feng's agility. This fight might be tough, but the ultimate victor will still be Lin Feng."

Lin Langtian held his teacup, nodding gently, "Mhm, Shiyun is right. In this battle, Lin Feng is sure to win."

Among the crowd, Lin Langtian and Lin Shiyun were the strongest. Since they said so, Lin Feng would undoubtedly win.

Lin Langtian withdrew his gaze and turned toward Li Xiaoyao, who sat not far off. His eyes scanned the area around him, and then he suddenly paused in surprise.

"Where's Yuanyuan?"

Lin Shiyun heard the voice and looked over, but she also didn't see Lin Yuanyuan.

Li Xiaoyao sensed a gaze on him and looked over, only to see Lin Langtian and another looking back at him.

Lin Shiyun directly asked, "Where is Yuanyuan?"

Li Xiaoyao indifferently replied, "She was too tired last night, resting in the room."

"What!" Lin Langtian's eyes bulged, his fury rising almost instantaneously, his muscles tensed and his clenched fists cracking with noise.

Lin Shiyun's expression also turned extremely ugly as she said, "Li Xiaoyao, what exactly did you do to Yuanyuan last night?"

Li Xiaoyao sneered, "A man and a woman alone in a room, do whatever they want to do, what's it to you?"

"Bastard!" With a forceful grip, Lin Langtian crushed the teacup in his hand into pieces, startling a few members of the Lin Family nearby.

"What's the matter?"

Lin Langtian's gaze was fixed on Li Xiaoyao, filled with murderous intent, he said, "Li Xiaoyao, if you're a man, accept my challenge. I will personally kill you on the stage and make you regret what you've done."

"You think you're worthy to challenge me?" Li Xiaoyao shook his head, "If you weren't a member of the Lin Family, I would have killed you already."

After saying that, Li Xiaoyao no longer looked at him.

Lin Langtian's gaze was almost tangible, as if it could kill.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, deciding to challenge Li Xiaoyao on stage immediately after Lin Feng's match was over.

He wanted to kill Li Xiaoyao and make him regret ever coming to this world.

"Langtian, what's wrong?" The Third Elder of the Lin Family, Lin Changfu, turned his head and asked from the front seats.

Lin Wen quietly explained the situation to Lin Changfu, and after hearing it, Lin Changfa frowned, asking, "Lin Yuanyuan? The daughter of Qian Jun?"

Lin Langtian nodded in response.

Lin Changfu said, "I understand the matter. After we return, I will speak to your father and ask him to propose a marriage. She's just a woman; there's no need to be so angry."

On the martial arts stage.

The battle between Lin Feng and Liu Meng was nearing its end, and as Lin Shiyun had mentioned, Liu Meng was actually stronger, but Lin Feng was more agile.

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"Is this a martial artist?" Li Xiaoyao watched the stage, where two humanoid machines were fighting, and smacked his lips silently.

If it came to physical strength, martial artists were indeed stronger within the same realm.

In close combat, there was a 90% chance that a cultivator of the same realm would be killed on the spot by a martial artist who got close.

But all of this meant nothing to Li Xiaoyao.

Because Li Xiaoyao practiced both martial arts and cultivation, he not only possessed the strong physique of a martial artist but also had the spirit root of a cultivator.

The combat simulation system allowed Li Xiaoyao to undergo brutal practical training, dying over and over. Although he had never practiced any martial arts techniques, even if faced with a martial artist several realms more powerful than himself, Li Xiaoyao was confident he could win.

In all martial arts, only speed is unbreakable.

A drop of water, if fast enough, can pierce through armor.

Even if weaker, Li Xiaoyao believed that as long as his sword or blade was fast enough, he could kill the opponent before they even had a chance to react.

You are stronger than me, but I am faster. While you are still drawing your sword, my blade has already pierced your throat.

This was the difference between apparent strength and combat strength!

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