Fatty patted his shoulder, whispering, "Behave yourself. If you ruin the Boss’s plan, even if the Boss doesn’t kill you, Master Fatty will!"
Lu Hong said in a low voice, "There’s no need for you to kill him. Once his identity is revealed, the first person who would want him dead will certainly be Lin Han."
At those words, Lin Chang felt a shiver down his spine, instantly dismissing the idea he’d been toying with.
「On the square.」
Lin Yiyi followed Lin Han and others, walking along the red carpet toward Yan King.
She wore a long gold gown that skimmed the ground, adorned with a phoenix crown-like headpiece. Her look was less innocent than before, replaced by an air of nobility.
However, her beautiful face revealed no joy. Even her once-lively eyes now looked somewhat dull and lifeless.
Today, she was to marry. But the man she was marrying wasn’t him.
She fervently wished that he would suddenly appear and whisk her away. She would follow him without hesitation, undeterred by any hardships they might face together. But she knew it was a vain hope. He might have already forgotten about her. He might even have forgotten that today was her wedding day to another man.
She was like a walking corpse, following Lin Han, curtseying to unfamiliar faces.
Even when she saw her old friend, Zhao Shuang’er, there was no light in her eyes.
As she passed by Qin Feiyang, she didn’t realize that this was the man she had been longing to see.
"SIGH!" Zhao Shuang’er sighed inwardly.
She could tell how much Lin Yiyi despised this wedding.
But as someone without status or a powerful backer, she had no choice but to comply. The world is just that cruel!
Fortunately, Qin Feiyang was here. This wedding was doomed to fail.
Qin Feiyang’s heart also ached.
The Lin Yiyi he once knew was so innocent and kind-hearted. But now, no trace of those qualities remained on her face.
He desperately wanted to step out and stop this unjust wedding, but reason told him the time was not yet right.
Ling Yunfei glanced at him, whispering, "I know you care deeply for her, but don’t be impulsive."
Qin Feiyang nodded.
「A little later.」
After finishing her courtesies, Lin Yiyi went with Lin Han and sat in the main seat.
Yan King turned to the Crown Prince, laughing, "Didn’t you organize a competition? Since everyone is here now, let’s begin!"
"Yes." The Crown Prince assented respectfully, then rose and strode to the center of the square. He scanned all present, radiating confidence.
"I believe everyone has been eagerly awaiting this final," he announced. "Like all of you, I am also eager to see which young genius will overcome the rest and claim victory. Without further ado, I will announce the rules for the finals."
"First, harming another’s life is forbidden!"
"Second, no weapons of any kind are permitted!"
"Third, taking any medicinal pills during the competition is forbidden."
"Any violation will result in immediate disqualification."
Then came Shen Qiang, followed by the three youths from the Lin family and the royal family. Finally, it was Ling Yunfei, Lo Qingzhu, and Zhao Shuang’er.
Qin Feiyang observed all of this.
Although he didn’t know the specifics, he could guess the Crown Prince had surely rigged the lots.
I’m curious to see what tricks you’ll try to pull.
He stepped forward and drew the last bamboo slip. Looking down at it, he said calmly, "Number five. Who is my opponent?"
"Me!" A youth from the royal family stood up, looking at him provocatively.
Ling Yunfei then asked, "Then who has number one?" The bamboo slip he held was number nine. That meant he would be the first to compete.
"That would be me." Shen Qiang waved his bamboo slip.
Ling Yunfei smirked, casually tossing his bamboo slip aside and saying, "Then let’s begin!"
The others tactfully retreated to a distance.
The Crown Prince glanced at the two, saying, "I’ll say it again: stick to an exchange of pointers. Begin!"
With that, he swiftly retreated.
Simultaneously, Shen Qiang lunged at Ling Yunfei. He unleashed a powerful aura, True Qi surging from his palm. As his Illusion Extinguishing Palm struck, nine afterimages flickered in mid-air, a dazzling sight!
At that moment, the three magnates of the Martial King Palace couldn’t help but frown.
"If you’re going to be a lackey, you should at least choose the right master to serve," Ling Yunfei sneered. Employing the Return to Origin Step, he effortlessly dodged the onslaught of the Illusion Extinguishing Palm.
"Let me tell you, your arrogance won’t last long!" Shen Qiang retorted with a sneer, suddenly taking a step and rapidly closing in on Ling Yunfei. His speed had astonishingly doubled!
"EH?" Ling Yunfei was taken aback.
Is this a support-type Martial Arts Technique?
"Surprised?" Shen Qiang laughed proudly. "The real surprise is yet to come!" His fingers suddenly clenched into a fist as he threw a punch.
This punch unexpectedly carried an air of supremacy, as if a sovereign had descended upon the world!
Overlord Fist!
Ling Yunfei frowned.
He even taught this person the Overlord Fist? The Crown Prince is truly generous.
"And you still dare say you’re not someone’s lapdog?" Ling Yunfei sneered, his Heart Locking Kill Fist lashing out to meet Shen Qiang’s punch.
BANG!
Immediately, both were thrown back.
However, Shen Qiang only retreated two steps before steadying himself. He then lunged again, closing in on Ling Yunfei and striking with the Illusion Extinguishing Palm. The wind from his palm was incredibly fierce!
"Impossible!" Ling Yunfei’s brow furrowed. He pushed his Return to Origin Step to its utmost limit, narrowly avoiding the palm strike.
Simultaneously, a gleam flashed in Qin Feiyang’s eyes.
Both are Nine-Star martial masters and possess Perfect Martial Arts Techniques; their strength should be equal. So why did Shen Qiang only retreat two steps? And Ling Yunfei has blood at the corner of his mouth, while Shen Qiang merely turned pale? I don’t believe Shen Qiang has broken through to become a One-Star Martial Ancestor. The strength of a Martial Ancestor is at least ten times greater than that of a Nine-Star martial master. If he truly were a One-Star Martial Ancestor, Ling Yunfei would have been seriously injured and down by now.
"Why are you running? Fight me head-on if you dare!" Shen Qiang taunted continuously as he chased Ling Yunfei.
"HUMPH!" Ling Yunfei snorted coldly. He stomped his foot, stopped dodging, and True Qi erupted from him as he threw a powerful punch.
"Overlord Fist!" Shen Qiang roared, his fist covered in True Qi. Their fists met with violent impact!
CLANG!!!
The same thing happened again. Ling Yunfei was forced back step by step, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. But Shen Qiang only retreated two steps before charging at Ling Yunfei once more. Ling Yunfei executed the Return to Origin Step, continuing to dodge.
Lo Qingzhu said, "Something’s not right."
Zhao Shuang’er remarked, "Given Ling Yunfei’s strength and combat experience, Shen Qiang should be no match for him. Something is definitely wrong."
Qin Feiyang glanced at Xie Fang and the others; a smug sneer was on all their faces.
What exactly is wrong?
He looked again at Shen Qiang in the arena, his brows knitted tightly.
The Hall Master of the Martial King Palace and the others also looked puzzled.
Wasn’t it said that Ling Yunfei single-handedly defeated Xie Fang and Wang Xia? Why did it now seem his reputation was undeserved?
The Crown Prince crossed his arms, a brilliant smile on his face.
To deal with you all, I’ve put in a great deal of effort. Even risking censure from my Royal Father, I taught them the Overlord Fist. If they still can’t win like this, then they truly are useless.
However, his smile soon vanished, and his heart sank. He suddenly realized Ling Yunfei’s speed was at least twice Shen Qiang’s!
In other words, the support-type Martial Arts Technique Ling Yunfei has mastered is a Perfect-tier one! If he keeps dodging like this, he’ll become a huge nuisance. Damn it! Even low-grade support-type Martial Arts Techniques are extremely rare, let alone Perfect-grade ones! Where did this guy get it from? The support-type Martial Arts Technique Shen Qiang is using was actually one I gave him. And to obtain that technique, I had to use all my connections, spent three days, and paid a hefty price. Yet, it turned out to be useless. How infuriating!
Just then, Qin Feiyang’s eyes lit up. He shouted to Ling Yunfei, "Rip off his clothes!"
"EH?" The Crown Prince looked at Qin Feiyang in surprise.
Has he figured it out so quickly?
Clothes?
Ling Yunfei was stunned. Although he didn’t know what was happening, he didn’t doubt Qin Feiyang’s words in the least.
The next moment, he launched an attack!
After a few exchanges, he managed to grab Shen Qiang’s outer robe and pulled forcefully. With a RIPPING sound, Shen Qiang’s robe was torn away.
Underneath was a thin inner layer. But Qin Feiyang recognized at a glance that it wasn’t an undergarment, but soft armor!
The soft armor was pliable as silk. Not only could it provide protection, but it could also help Shen Qiang disperse some of the incoming force.
This was why Ling Yunfei had been repeatedly at a disadvantage.
Qin Feiyang turned to the Crown Prince and frowned. "What’s your explanation for this?"
"I have no idea!" The Crown Prince shook his head, feigning innocence. "Besides, although I did say no weapons are allowed, soft armor is defensive gear. It can’t really be considered a weapon, so Shen Qiang hasn’t broken any rules."
Qin Feiyang raised an eyebrow. He withdrew his gaze and looked back at the two in the arena. He felt helpless against such a shameless person and didn’t want to waste his breath arguing.
He said calmly, "Ling Yunfei, Shen Qiang’s soft armor isn’t unbreakable. Observe him carefully."
How can I break it?
Ling Yunfei muttered to himself, dodging while carefully observing Shen Qiang.
Soon, he understood.
[End of Chapter 2!]

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