Chapter 70 (1/2)
Chapter 70: Son of Heaven Fist Technique
Translator: _Dark_Angel_ Editor: Kurisu
The night pa.s.sed silently. On the next day, the third round of the Da Yuan Tournament continued.
This was the finals, and today, the first place winner would be decided.
“Can Han’er really get the first place?” Ling Dong Xing was both expectant and anxious. Before the tournament began, he believed that his son would be able to at least advance into the top fifty, but dared not dream that he would also make into the top ten. After all, Ling Han’s cultivation level was honestly still too low.
But Ling Han’s extraordinary success the previous day had been a very joyous surprise to Ling Dong Xing, making a sliver of expectation for that illusory first place rise in him. However, on the path to that first place, there stood powerful warriors like the Fourth Prince, Li Dong Yue, and Jin Wuji. Even if he himself was the one competing, he couldn’t be sure that he would win–what more his son.
Initially, it was fine because he didn’t really bear any real expectations. But now that a spark of hope had flickered to life within him, he had become worried about winning and losing.
Liu Yu Tong smiled, and said, “You don’t have to worry, Uncle. Since Ling Han said he can get the first place, then he’ll definitely get the first place!”
Ling Dong Xing was astounded, this girl actually had more confidence in his son than even him! Looks like her affections for Ling Han have become deeply rooted! When he thought about this, he no longer bothered to worry too much about the first place. If his son could obtain such an excellent partner, then he really would die happy.
“The regulations for today’s tournament round are as follows!” The Chief Butler continued to be the host of the tournament, “You shall go up onto the ten tournament stages according to yesterday’s order. This would be your temporary placement. Anyone who is ranked lower can challenge the person one rank higher. If you win, you will replace him. But if you lose, you can only stay on your own stage and defend, and you will no longer be able to issue any challenges.
When everyone has lost the right to challenge others, or when the sun sets, your final rankings will be confirmed.
After every battle, both sides will have half an hour to rest. In that time, you may only challenge, but cannot be challenged.”
The moment the Chief Butler finished talking, Li Dong Yue took a great leap and arrived on the first tournament stage. He said, “Fourth Prince, I would like to challenge you.”
“Haha, I too want to see if your Little Tianyuan Hands has advanced to the seventh level,” Qi Yong Ye laughed heartily. He leapt up and also arrived on the tournament stage.
“It will definitely not disappointment you!” Li Dong Yue gave a long hiss, raised his hands and charged towards Qi Yong Ye in attack.
The two of them were both in the ninth layer of Element Gathering Tier. Three years ago, they were close rivals, but the Fourth Prince was slightly better. These three years, Li Dong Yue had buried himself in cultivation, and there was an extremely obvious improvement in his abilities.
“Brother Li, your improvement is indeed very large, but if I have to be honest, it was a great miscalculation on your part to stay in Da Yuan City in a sulk,” Qi Yong Ye displayed a fist technique. Every fist was imposingly majestic, like the arrival of a n.o.ble ruler. It not only possessed great force but also the ability to shake the heart, causing a powerful shudder to rise up from the depths of their hearts.
“The imperial city is the real Sacred Land of Martial Arts. There, you will encounter even stronger opponents, and every one of them is so strong that it will give you the s.h.i.+vers. Under this kind of pressure, the improvement in my abilities is far from what you can imagine!
Take this, my Son of Heaven Fist Technique!”
“Hong, hong, hong,” his movements were very p.r.o.nounced and every fist possessed overbearing power. A layer of Qi was wrapped around his fists, increasing the might behind each blow.
It was Fist Qi!
Li Dong Yue was very shocked. He could only retreat in the face of Qi Yong Ye’s fists. His expression revealed deep regret.
Three years ago, he had only been slightly weaker than Qi Yong Ye. After a tough battle of at least five hundred moves, he had been defeated due to being at a very slight disadvantage. Yet now, the battle had only just begun, and he was already suppressed by his opponent. He didn’t even have the opportunity to fight back against the Fourth Prince’s terrifying fist technique.
“Peng,” he received a heavy punch and his figure retreated continuously. A sliver of blood could be seen at the corners of his lips.
“I am not a match for you!” He said bitterly. They were both in the ninth layer of Element Gathering Tier, yet he was not just a slight bit weaker than his opponent. His opponent was on a wholly different level than himself.