After this information surfaced in his mind, Tang Yi was quite surprised. He hadn’t expected the Tang Family to have such a young genius. If properly nurtured, his future achievements would be limitless.
Of course, Tang Yi currently had no way of helping his family members. The Martial Techniques and various Cultivation Techniques he obtained from the system were learned directly, making them impossible to teach to others, which was a real shame. However, he could gift them things like Weapon Equipment.
After glancing at Tang Piaomiao for a moment, Tang Yi followed the others’ lead and introduced himself. "Tang Yi."
Tang Yi’s introduction was as good as saying nothing. He had intentionally omitted his Level. If he announced his strength as a Nine-star Battle Spirit, it would be far too demoralizing for this younger generation.
"Alright, now that you’ve all met, you should get acquainted. I don’t need to tell you how to do that, do I?" Tang Haotian said with a smile. "In two days, gather here again. Then you will all face the qualification exam together."
"Yes, Father. We’ll take our leave now," Tang Yi said respectfully.
Then, Tang Yi and the six members of the younger generation walked out of the main hall.
After a moment’s thought, Tang Yi turned to the others and said, "Brothers and sisters, if you have nothing else to do, come with me to the Martial Arts Arena. Let me test your strength."
Although he had Chief Examiner Wang Zongyao’s assurance that the Tang Family members should be able to pass the qualification exam, they still needed some real strength to back it up. Otherwise, they would just be all show and no substance, and no one would be convinced of their merit.
Besides, it wouldn’t be good for Wang Zongyao, and Tang Yi didn’t want to put him in a difficult position.
"Alright, we’ll leave it up to you, Brother Yi," Tang Baijie replied with a nod.
"I hope Brother Tang Yi goes easy on us," Tang Shu added, pouting playfully.
"Agreed. I also want to see how many of Brother Yi’s moves I can withstand," Tang Piaomiao said arrogantly.
However, as soon as Tang Piaomiao finished speaking, the others all stared at him as if he were a complete idiot.
"What?" Tang Piaomiao asked, confused by everyone’s stares.
"It’s nothing... Let’s go to the Martial Arts Arena." Tang Yi let out a chuckle, then started walking ahead.
The group slowly followed behind him.
Just then, Tang Baijie glanced at Tang Piaomiao and spoke up. "Piaomiao, has all that training made you stupid?"
"Not just stupid. Incredibly stupid," Tang Wulin chimed in from the side.
"I think he’s a lost cause," Tang Xuling agreed.
Tang Zhanfeng was even more direct. "I’ll buy a nice coffin for you."
"What did I do?" Tang Piaomiao was completely baffled. Ever since he said he wanted to take a few of Tang Yi’s moves, everyone had been giving him an ’are you an idiot?’ look, and it left him utterly perplexed.
"Didn’t you hear about the match between Brother Yi and Brother Mingtian?" Tang Baijie asked.
"I didn’t see the match, but I heard Brother Yi beat Brother Mingtian and became our Tang Family’s number one genius," Tang Piaomiao said after a moment of thought.
"And do you know how many moves it took for Brother Yi to beat Brother Mingtian?" Tang Baijie asked.
Tang Piaomiao shook his head like an innocent child.
Tang Baijie held up a single finger. "One move. He only used one move. And with just two fingers! Do you think you’re stronger than Brother Mingtian?"
"What!?" Tang Piaomiao was utterly stunned.
He stared at the figure ahead—not burly, but rather on the slim side—and a storm of shock crashed through him.
The others patted Tang Piaomiao on the shoulder, giving him a look that said, ’You’re on your own.’
Their gazes seemed to say, ’You think *you* can withstand a few of Tang Yi’s moves? He defeated Tang Mingtian with just two fingers. Are you as strong as Tang Mingtian?’
「Martial Arts Arena.」
Once the seven of them arrived, Tang Yi stood on one side while the other six stood opposite him.
Tang Yi then spoke. "Alright, let’s not waste time. My schedule is tight. All six of you can come at me at once. Let me see what you’re capable of."
"All six of us?" Tang Piaomiao was taken aback. Even though he now knew Tang Yi was incredibly strong, he couldn’t quite keep up with the pace of events.
Tang Baijie and the others, however, simply nodded in agreement. "Alright."
Tang Yi glanced at the six of them and said seriously, "Come on. Attack me with your strongest Martial Techniques."
Without another word, Tang Baijie and the others prepared for battle. Those with weapons drew them, and the others fell into their stances. They all went all-out, treating Tang Yi as if he were a mortal enemy.
Tang Piaomiao, standing to the side, was completely bewildered. ’This is happening so fast...’
But he snapped out of it in an instant. Lifting his chin proudly, he reacted swiftly, declaring to Tang Yi, "I’ll go first!"
With that, he shot forward with a WHOOSH, moving like a bolt of lightning.
Such was Tang Piaomiao’s pride that he would never attack Tang Yi alongside the other five, even knowing how powerful Tang Yi was.
"Stone-Breaking Fist!"
As soon as he reached Tang Yi, Tang Piaomiao threw a quick punch.
However, because Tang Piaomiao had struck too hastily, without gathering any momentum, the punch only contained about half of his true power.
THUD!
The punch landed squarely in Tang Yi’s palm, which he had raised to catch it.
Tang Yi shook his head in disappointment. "Far too weak. You have the Cultivation of a Nine-star Battle Master. Is this really all the power you can muster?"
With a light push of his hand, he sent Tang Piaomiao staggering backward.
Tang Piaomiao possessed the Cultivation of a Nine-star Battle Master, yet the power of that punch was comparable to a casual strike from a Seven-star Battle Master.
Of course, this was partly due to his Cultivation Technique, which didn’t provide much of a Bonus, but the main reason was simply Tang Piaomiao’s poor execution.
Just then, the others’ attacks arrived.
Tang Baijie lashed out with a palm strike.
Tang Shu, holding a delicate Small Sword, thrust at Tang Yi.
The other three young men also launched their own fierce attacks toward Tang Yi.
But... with a casual wave of his hand, all their attacks disintegrated. Not a single one reached him. In fact, the powerful gust of wind generated by that simple gesture sent them all stumbling back several steps.
"This..."
With the exception of Tang Piaomiao, the others’ faces fell, a sense of defeat washing over them.
’He’s too strong,’ they thought. ’This is a complete rout...’
Even though Tang Yi was only testing their strength, the feeling of being so utterly dominated extinguished any thought of fighting back.
Meanwhile, Tang Piaomiao, smarting from his failed attack and Tang Yi’s scorn, gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and threw another punch.
"Stone-Breaking Fist!"
It was the same technique, but this time, the power Tang Piaomiao unleashed was far greater than before.
This punch, at the very least, met the standard of a Nine-star Battle Master. It was like a completely different attack from the one before.
However, while the power had increased, the outcome remained the same.
Tang Piaomiao’s punch was once again caught in Tang Yi’s palm.
Tang Yi didn’t even budge. Tang Piaomiao’s all-out punch was instantly neutralized.

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