Chaotic Conceited God

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C37

The young man standing in front of the door was not Ming Yu, so who could it be?    

    

He stood upright and stared straight ahead with his pitch-black and bright eyes. His gaze pierced through the distance of a thousand meters and landed on the high platform in the distance.    

    

The moment Ming Yu saw Yang Xuerong, he couldn't help but smile slightly. Under the astonished gazes of 30,000 people, he walked towards Yang Xuerong.    

    

It was just like how, in the entire Martial Arts Practice Grounds, thirty thousand people, six books, three people who had rendered meritorious service in the imperial palace, more than a thousand young geniuses, and even King Ming were unable to garner any attention from him.    

    

In his eyes, Yang Xuerong was the only one, and that was it!    

    

When Yang Xuerong saw the scarlet door open, she had already stood up.    

    

At this moment, she stood up and walked towards the distance. It was only when she saw Ming Yu walk in front of her that she was finally sure that her son had returned!    

    

"Yu!"    

    

Yang Xuerong hugged Ming Yu. She felt that everything was wonderful like a dream. However, the warmth from Ming Yu's body and the firm and powerful hug told her that everything was real.    

    

This was all real!    

    

Ming Yu smiled warmly and said in a soft, guilty voice, "Mom, because of some reasons, I left before I could. I've made you feel wronged for coming back now. As for the process, I'll explain it to you in detail tonight, okay?"    

    

Ming Yu had suffered too much for the sake of meeting his mother in broad daylight today, but he wouldn't say it out loud. He wouldn't let his mother worry about him.    

    

"Good …" Good... "Silly child, it's good that you're fine …"    

    

Yang Xuerong was so excited that she cried tears of joy. As she sniffled, she said, "…" Your mother is proud of you for being able to muster the courage to participate in the tournament today! "    

    

No matter what the outcome of the match was, Yang Xuerong was already moved by his attitude of not backing down.    

    

With that, Yang Xuerong seemed to lose her balance due to her excitement. Her right leg lame and fell to the ground. Luckily, Ming Yu was quick to help Yang Xuerong up and asked, "Mom, are you alright?"    

    

Yang Xuerong gritted her teeth and explained, "Mother is fine, just that …" "When I saw you, I was so excited that I lost my balance …"    

    

"Mom, you have to be careful."    

    

Ming Yu warned and smiled meaningfully: "Go up and sit for a while. You'll have to cheer me on later."    

    

Yang Xuerong nodded with a smile and returned to her original seat.    

    

There was no gloominess left on Yang Xuerong's face. On the contrary, her face was rosy, and the joy that was seeping out from the bottom of her heart could not be concealed.    

    

However, Consort Lee, who was at the side, was staring at Ming Yu with a shocked expression!    

    

How is this possible? How could he possibly survive!    

    

Consort Lee was already surprised that one of the Blood Servant s did not kill Ming Yu. She then mobilized all of her strength and deployed three of her Blood Servant s, but still failed to kill Ming Yu?    

    

Impossible, Ming Yu must have used some deceptive method to escape the Blood Servant's pursuit, which is why he was here so lucky.    

    

Consort Lee felt displeased when she thought about how the Blood Servant she invited did not kill Ming Yu. When she returned today, she would definitely punish those three Blood Servant s well!    

    

No one knew what Consort Lee was thinking. Including Ming Chenyuan, they only thought that Ming Yu's decision to participate in the competition had caused Yang Xuerong to cry tears of joy.    

    

Ming Yu turned around and glanced at Ming Chenyuan. In his memory, he hadn't seen this father since he was twelve years old. He originally thought that seeing him today would make him feel a sense of kinship and warmth.    

    

However, Ming Chenyuan was dignified, solemn and expressionless. This made Ming Yu's heart turn cold.    

    

He couldn't help but think that he was being sentimental. He laughed self-deprecatingly, then turned around to Mu Lang and asked, "Can I enter the list now?"    

    

"..." "Sure."    

    

Ming Yu walked towards the group, but noticed that many complex gazes were staring at him. There was surprise, confusion, and even more, disdain.    

    

In the end, his gaze fixed itself on a beautiful young girl.    

    

Ye Xi was also looking at Ming Yu. She was surprised, as she didn't expect this useless trash to be so impulsive in coming to participate in the competition.    

    

Ye Xi realized that Ming Yu seemed to have grown a lot taller after three months. He was already taller than her by half a head. That way, she could only look up at Ming Yu.    

    

However, it would be laughable for him to prove that he looked like a man just like that.    

    

Strength is the way to go!    

    

Ye Xi really did not understand. Although Ming Yu's appearance had raised her spirits a lot, but didn't he know that losing face in front of 30,000 people would lower her dignity and make her even more despicable?    

    

Ye Xi retracted her gaze and her pair of beautiful eyes became emotionless once again. She did not want to look at Ming Yu again.    

    

If it was the original owner of this body, he would definitely feel uncomfortable when he saw Ye Xi's merciless gaze. He wanted to go up and explain, but Ming Yu just laughed it off.    

    

Action was the proof of all truth.    

    

"Since everyone is here, let's begin the match."    

    

Mu Lang brought all one thousand geniuses to the southern gate and lined them up in an orderly manner, saying, "Next, we will officially enter the competition stage. According to the rules, we will start with the large clans of the dynasty, the royal family, and finally the princes and princesses. "Now, number one is the Liu Family, Liu Songming."    

    

Although everyone knew that the winner today would be Ye Xi, they still had to try their best to shine, proving to Ye Xi that their talent and strength were not to be underestimated!    

    

Following the end of Mu Lang's speech, the Liu Family disciples in the audience started to cheer loudly. Liu Songming was the most talented younger generation member of the Liu Family in his generation. It was best for Liu Songming to lead the charge.    

    

Liu Songming's mood was high. He responded with a loud cry and then strode like a dragon or tiger to the front of the battle drum.    

    

He had a head full of short hair, and his skin was the color of wheat. Although he was only seventeen years old this year, his stature was very tall.    

    

After all, he had already reached the seventh stage of the Mortality Transcending Stage, and possessed the strength of twelve hundred lions!    

    

"Phew …"    

    

Liu Songming let out a breath of turbid air, and in the next moment, his gaze towards the battle drum became extremely firm. He then rushed towards the battle drum, and his violent heavy fist instantly struck the battle drum.    

    

"BOOM!"    

    

A heavy, muffled sound echoed out. Everyone felt as if their hearts were being shaken by the sound wave. The lines at the edge of the battle drum quickly changed from white to deep red, and then to deep purple!    

    

"Beautiful!"    

    

"Our Liu Family is the best!"    

    

Because of the powerful sound of the war drum, the younger generation of the Liu Family was excited. The young man was hot-blooded, and shouted out those arrogant words.    

    

However, these words soon aroused the dissatisfaction of the other two clans. They did not say anything, but they were all thinking in their hearts that if the contestants were to beat the drum in the future, they must ruthlessly take back a round!    

    

Very soon, the ten juniors selected from the Liu Family finished playing the battle drum. However, they had all changed the pattern of the battle drum to either dark red or light purple. Liu Songming was clearly the best in the field.    

    

"Next, Lin Family, Lin Haoran." Without any hesitation, Mu Lang had already read the Lin Clan's name.    

    

"..." "Me?"    

    

Although Lin Haoran knew that he would have to compete later, when his name was called, his heart suddenly jumped.    

    

Even though he was a powerhouse at the peak of the sixth stage of Mortality Transcending Stage and was praised by countless people, he did not have the slightest temper when he saw Liu Songming's performance and knew that he could not compare to him.    

    

And when he thought of the 30,000 spectators watching him from behind and King Ming watching him from the stage to the left, he felt his scalp go numb and his body turn stiff.    

    

Calm down!    

    

Lin Haoran braced himself and forced himself to step forward. The ten meter distance between him and the battle drum seemed very long. In the end, he punched the battle drum.    

    

"Thud."    

    

A dull sound rang out, and the battle drum began to vibrate a bit. The white lines on its edge quickly turned red, and finally turned into a deep red. In the end, it didn't turn into a deep red.    

    

Suddenly, a burst of cheers came from the Liu Family members in the crowd.    

    

Although it was impossible for them to openly ridicule the Lin Family, from the looks of their haughty looks, it could be seen that they were silently mocking the Lin Family!    

    

Lin Haoran felt extremely awkward. He clenched his fists and lowered his head as he walked off the stage. Then, Mu Lang's voice sounded out once again: "Next, Lin Family, Lin Zetian."    

    

Amongst the contestants, a handsome young man with long hair in his mid thirties and a head full of bangs slowly walked out, and his appearance had practically set the Lin Family, which was a little depressed just a moment ago, ablaze, on fire in an instant. All of them stood up and shouted loudly, Lin Zetian is their Lin Family's strongest genius, and just like them, he also reached the peak of the seventh stage of Mortality Transcending Stage in his early teens!    

    

On the overall list of the elite list of the Great Wu Iron and Steel Dynasty, Lin Zetian was ranked 832.    

    

This ranking had even surpassed Ye Xi's performance of 926 a year ago, and could be said to be the strongest people beneath Ye Xi.    

    

"Brother Zetian!" Come on! "    

    

"Lin Zetian, you're the best!"    

    

When Lin Zetian heard the cheers from the audience, he extended his hand and gently pressed down towards the Lin Family's direction, indicating for them to be quiet. Then, he steadily walked towards the battle drum and stood still.    

    

All of a sudden, the scene became completely silent, as if they were all waiting for Lin Zetian to make a move.    

    

Suddenly, with a swoosh, Lin Zetian did not move. He moved as fast as lightning and instantly rushed at the battle drum. He flipped his palm, and at the end, it fiercely landed on the battle drum.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the lines at the edge of the war drum turned crimson, and then turned into a deep purple, and then directly turned black! Only when one's strength reached the strength of 1500 lions would the battle drum markings turn black!    

    

Immediately, thunderous applause erupted from the crowd and Lin Zetian's palm caused the depression in the Lin Family juniors to be swept away. One by one, they stood up with flushed faces and applauded with all their might, repeatedly cheering.    

    

"Alright!"    

    

"Beautiful! Well done! "    

    

"Our Lin Family is the strongest!"    

    

The juniors of the Lin Family raised their eyebrows with pride. They looked at the Liu Family again with strong disdain.    

    

Although Lin Zetian was also at the peak of the seventh stage of Mortality Transcending Stage, his strength had already reached the strength of more than one thousand five hundred lions.    

    

Just this simple palm strike had already made Lin Zetian stand out among the more than one thousand geniuses. He had become the most dazzling, highest level group of people.    

    

Lin Zetian would definitely enter the top 80!    

    


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