Chapter 315 - The Yang Grade Powerhouses Decision (2/2)

Although the meteoric jade ruler was a priceless treasure that complemented the martial arts that he cultivated, when compared to the opportunity to ascend into the Extreme Grade, it meant nothing.

Sure, the item might have swayed him somewhat, but in the end, his cultivation was of the utmost priority.

Qin Xingchen heaved a long sigh. In truth, he had already expected this answer before he asked. However, it did not feel right to him unless he asked beforehand.

“Brother Yuan, it seems that we brothers are forced to settle this matter by force.”

Yuan Zhiyong responded with a long sigh of his own. “Never would I have imagined that there would come a time where I would need to cross swords with you, Brother Qin. Fate is truly merciless, huh?”

After a long pause, Qin Xingchen suddenly stated, “Brother Yuan, you go instead. This is only the first day, after all. However, my offer is still on. So long as you’re willing to back down now, I’ll hand you my meteoric jade ruler.”

Yuan Zhiyong’s expression changed slightly. It was clear that he was touched by Qin Xingchen’s offer.

Despite that, someone under the ring shouted, “Hehe, it seems that you two have it all thought out, huh? Does this mean that this ring belongs to one of your families? If not, why should you guys be the one to decide who gets to fight in the ring?”

Qin Xingchen mentally cussed. He turned to look at the source of the voice, but to his dismay, everyone — both friends and strangers alike were sneering at him. “There is not a single person with a good heart among them!’ As expected, Yuan Zhiyong had tossed aside Qin Xingchen’s offer. He apologized, “I’m sorry, Brother Qin.”

The longer he listened to the two’s idle banter, the greater Ou Yangming’s mood soured. He snapped. “Sorry to burst your bubble, but the Spiritual Fist has taken out too much from me, and I’m currently out of juice. So, hurry up and decide who’s going to face me!”

Qin Xingchen and Yuan Zhiyong froze as their face contorted into a strange expression.

The only reason they had fought tooth and nail for the ring domination challenger spot was so that they could experience Ou Yangming’s simulated spiritual attack firsthand.

After all, it was their greatest opportunity for a breakthrough into the Extreme Grade, and for this goal, they were willing to fork out any price. However, once Ou Yangming revealed that the opportunity was no longer up for grabs, what use was there in fighting him?

Qin Xingchen wrapped his fists together and carefully stated, “Brother Ou, should you recover tomorrow, is there a chance that you would display your Spiritual Fist again?”

Ou Yangming snapped, “Do you think that the Spirit Fist is that easy to use? If I were to use this technique for all my opponents, I would’ve fallen on the ground in exhaustion a long time ago! If that were to happen, how could I continue to stay in the ring?”

Qin Xingchen flinched. After a slight pause, he then raised his brows and stated with a smile, “Oh, so Brother Ou wishes to continue dominating the ring, eh? In that case, the solution is rather simple, no?” Qin Xingchen then turned around and declared with a thundering voice, “Gentlemen, from this moment onwards, no one aside from the Yang Grade Cla.s.s Five powerhouses of the major families is allowed to enter this ring! Does that sound fine to all of you?”

Something clicked within Yuan Zhiyong and he immediately responded, “I second this suggestion!” However, a second after he voiced his support, he chastised himself mentally. It would have been better if he was the one who suggested it.

A strong wave of objection rang out from underneath the ring. Their combined voices were so loud that it had threatened to topple the ring itself!

Despite that, a cold voice chimed in during this moment and said, “I approve.”

A shadowy figure shuffled his way through the crowd, appeared at the edge of the ring, and swept his smoldering gaze across the crowd. There was mysterious energy contained within his eyes, and though they were nowhere near the ferocity of the Supreme Great Ancestors’ gazes, it was still intimidating enough to deter most people from making direct eye-contact.

“Hoho, this seems fun! Mind if I join in as well?”

Another figure had appeared in the ring in a blink of an eye.

Soon after, other figures began to gather in the ring one after another, be it slowly s.h.i.+fting through the crowds or by appearing seemingly out of nowhere.

It was a considerable number of people, tallying at 30-odd of them. Although this was still a small number when compared to the ma.s.ses under the ring, every time one of them appeared on stage, a portion of the people below would seal their mouths shut.

This was all because they had discerned the figures’ ident.i.ties, and be it in terms of individual ability, or the forces that were backing them, no one among the crowd was capable of going against them.

Slowly but surely, the voices of dissent began to dwindle, and in the end, they had died off completely. To Ou Yangming’s surprise, all 30-odd figures that appeared in the ring were powerhouses at the peak of the Yang Grade.

There were eight Human counties in total, and they were sprawled across the land. Within each of these counties, countless powerful forces could be found.

The Myriad Treasure Meet, in particular, was an event where several influential forces would congregate. Despite being a rare sight during normal circ.u.mstances, the number of peak Yang Grade powerhouses that appeared in the Myriad Treasure Meet was staggering.

Alas, cultivation alone was not enough for one to qualify for a spot in the ring. Without sufficient backing, none of the Yang Grade Cla.s.s Five powerhouses would even consider heading up the ring. This, however, did not apply to the 30-odd Yang Grade powerhouses that were in the ring. With all their power and influence put together, even the imperial Wu family was powerless against them.

Wherever those powerhouses looked, the crowd below would instantly lower their heads. No one had dared to meet their gaze, as they feared that it would cause misunderstandings.

Zuoqiu Hongyuan shook his head and gazed at Ou Yangming with a complex expression. Had things gone as planned, Zuoqiu Hongyuan was supposed to make a name for himself that day. Alas, his plans had been disrupted, and worse still, his fame had been s.n.a.t.c.hed away by a brat in the Yin Grade, in such a fas.h.i.+on that made it impossible for him to take it back.

He stared at the 30-odd powerhouses’ faces and visualized the amount of support they had. Upon doing so, Zuoqiu Hongyuan came to a startling realization, that from that point onwards, the politics of humanity would change forever.

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