Chapter 119: Chapter 119
With Zhao Letian's strength, even if he can't sweep the field by himself, he's not far from it. Why would he need Zhao Lingfeng to save him?
"Humph! Just watch out for yourself." Zhao Lingfeng snorted coldly and no longer paid attention to Zhao Letian. If it wasn't for the fact that Zhao Letian's ranking would affect the Zhao Family's interests, he wouldn't bother reminding him. In fact, if possible, he would like to personally send Zhao Letian tumbling down, to show him who the real Zhao Tianjiao is.
The martial arts competition has started, but the five factions have not acted rashly. Everyone is waiting for an opportunity, no one wants to become the target of everyone's attack.
"Miss Luo Yao, the people from the four big families are all tough, who should we target first?"
"Miss Luo Yao, you take command, we'll all listen to you."
At the Loose Cultivators' side, everyone looked at the leading lady in blue and spoke, their eyes filled with admiration and respect.
This woman, named Luo Yao, was a Loose Cultivator with no background. Now 23 years old, her cultivation had reached the grand completion of the True Martial Fourth Realm. She was quite famous among the Loose Cultivators of Qingzhou City and could be called the number one Loose Cultivator of this generation. Not only was she beautiful, her appearance rivaling Liu Fei's, but she was also very diligent and hardworking. For cultivating resources, she would often venture alone into the wild mountains to hunt demon beasts, gather herbs, and mine, before bringing everything back to Qingzhou City to sell. She was a very independent and strong woman, with a heroic spirit between her brows.
She has repeatedly refused the invitations of the four big families because she dislikes constraints. However, as her cultivation improved, she gradually realized that the cultivation resources she could acquire on her own were no longer sufficient to meet her needs. Therefore, she intended to use this martial arts competition to win some rewards and demonstrate her talent and strength, in hopes of joining one of the four big families under more favorable terms.
"The City Lord Mansion has Shentu Yuanbao, whose strength is unfathomable and hard to deal with; the Zhao Family has Zhao Letian, who is said to have killed Shentu Yu, one of the Four Young Masters. If it's true, his strength is also formidable. Therefore, we are only left with the Sun Family and the Liu Family," Luo Yao said with a concentrated voice as her gaze swept over the people from the other four forces.
When her gaze passed over Zhao Letian, she involuntarily paused. She found it hard to believe that such a young man could kill Shentu Yu, making her feel, for the first time, as if her talent had been completely crushed by someone else.
Besides diligence, Luo Yao's talent was undoubtedly strong, no weaker than Qingzhou City's so-called Four Young Masters, perhaps even stronger. After all, she was just a Loose Cultivator without any strong backing, and the cultivation resources she had were nothing compared to those available to members of the four big families. Under such circumstances, her cultivation was not much less than that of the Four Young Masters of Qingzhou City. It was foreseeable that her talent would naturally not be inferior.
With her talent, not to mention joining the four big families of Qingzhou City, even joining a force like the Galaxy Sect would not have been a problem at all. Unfortunately, during the entrance test for the Galaxy Sect many years ago, it was discovered that she had the Absolute Vein Body, with innately incomplete meridians, meaning she could only reach up to the Middle Stage True Martial in her lifetime, unable to break through to High-level True Martial, let alone advance to the Sect Martial Realm. Such a person, no matter how strong her talent, was of no value to the Galaxy Sect, so they gave up on her.
However, Luo Yao refused to accept her fate. She wanted to defy the heavens and change her destiny through her own efforts, hence she trained even harder than the average Martial Artist.
"Miss Luo Yao, who should we target first, the Sun Family or the Liu Family?" someone asked from behind Luo Yao.
"Let's target the Sun Family first. Liu Yidao has the Sword Martial Soul, and his attacks are domineering and fierce; he could take a life with a single strike. Let him fight others first. Compared to him, Sun Shuhao of the Sun Family should be easier to deal with," Luo Yao analyzed.
"Alright, then let's go after the Sun Family!"
"Move out, surround them!"
The Loose Cultivators nodded one after another and immediately set out, charging toward the people of the Sun Family.
"Hmph! You think this young master is an easy target? Since you're all seeking death, then this young master will oblige. Brother Zhao, you help me keep an eye on the Shentu and Liu Families. Once I've dealt with these blind fools, I will join hands with you to deal with them," Sun Shuhao snorted coldly, addressing Zhao Lingfeng in a corner nearby.
Zhao Lingfeng's brow furrowed immediately, and his expression turned sour. Expecting the Zhao Family to withstand both the Shentu and Liu Families alone? What a joke; facing just Shentu Yuanbao alone, he might not be able to cope, let alone the equally skilled Liu Yidao.
These Loose Cultivators were really something – passing up the Shentu and Liu Families and instead choosing to target the Sun Family, making the already vulnerable alliance between the Sun and Liu Families even more precarious.
It wasn't just Zhao Lingfeng; the expressions of Zhao Wuji and the Clan Leader of the Sun Family also darkened instantly. Although the rankings of this martial arts competition might not determine the distribution of benefits next year, under the watchful eyes of all, neither of their families wanted to lose too disgracefully.
"It seems that even the heavens are aiding us. Zhao Lingfeng, would you roll off the stage on your own, or wait for me and Young Master Yuanbao to blast you off?" Liu Yidao, with the people of the Liu Family, walked over, looking at Zhao Lingfeng with a smug sneer. The opportunity he had been waiting for had arrived. With the Loose Cultivators dealing with the people of the Sun Family, his Liu Family and the Shentu Family could easily defeat those of the Zhao Family.
"Zhao Letian, didn't you think you were very strong? Now, this young master is giving you a chance to show it. As long as you can hold off either Shentu Yuanbao or Liu Yidao, leave the rest to this young master," Zhao Lingfeng's brow furrowed deeply as he suddenly turned to speak to Zhao Letian.
Though he did not believe Zhao Letian's strength was that formidable even up to this moment, given the urgent situation, he had no choice but to resort to desperate measures.
"A chance to show myself? Who do you think you are? Get lost."
Unexpectedly, Zhao Letian, with his hands clasped behind his back, completely disregarded Zhao Lingfeng, responding coldly and indifferently.
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The surrounding crowd all inhaled sharply, having heard that Zhao Letian was incredibly arrogant. Only now upon seeing him in person did they realize how apt his reputation was. Surprisingly, when he was arrogant, not even his own people were spared.
"Good! Very good! Zhao Letian, given the current critical situation, this young master will not hold you accountable. After the competition, we'll see," Zhao Lingfeng's face turned ashen with shock and anger. Meanwhile, witnessing Liu Yidao approaching with his men, he had no choice but to bolster his True Yuan Power, drawing out a black iron broadsword with a flip of his hand.
"I don't care about the others; his life is mine."
At this moment, Shentu Yuanbao inverted his spear, dragging it on the ground to create a string of sparks, staring coldly at Zhao Letian as he stepped forward, his eyes filled with alarming murderous intent.
Zhao Lingfeng's heart leapt with joy; as long as Shentu Yuanbao didn't join forces with Liu Yidao, he was confident in staying on the stage. The Zhao Family still had a chance in this competition. As for Zhao Letian, let him die if he must; no one cared.