The Style of That Brick

(I wrote 5,000 words and released one chapter at a time)

Yi Yun is a celebrity now. If Chu Xiaoran and Qiu Niu are the main characters today, then Yi Yun is the most important supporting character.

The ongoing battle between Yi Yun and the Hong Dao Society has attracted the attention of countless people.

Some people wanted to see how many matches Yi Yun could last, while others were convinced that Yi Yun would lose to Feng Hai in the very first match.

The Four Little Tyrants were no pushovers; their ability to make a name for themselves in Beijing's social circles wasn't solely due to their background or their spoiled nature.

Feng Hai himself ranked 10,750 on the Earth Ranking. Keep in mind that there are several hundred experienced trial participants ahead of him who are ranked over 10,000. Excluding them, Feng Hai would rank over 300 among the newcomers.

This ranking is quite outstanding!

At that moment, in the audience, a girl dressed in green looked at Yi Yun with a hint of curiosity, "So, she's Yi Yun."

This girl in green, petite and with a touch of cuteness, is Chu Xiaoran, the youngest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo of the current Tai'a Dynasty.

Beside Chu Xiaoran stood a young man who was at least 1.9 meters tall. He was wearing crystal armor, his eyebrows were shaved off, and most of his hair was shaved off, leaving only a one-inch-wide strip of hair on the top of his head. His excessively long hair hung down to his back.

The young man sat on the stone bench with his arms crossed in front of his chest and his legs apart, as if he were in a horse stance. His back was straight, and he had an imposing and powerful air about him.

This man, who looks like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth, is actually only thirteen years old; he is Qiu Niu.

Qiu Niu chuckled and said, "This kid is quite interesting, you probably don't know. He comes from Yunhuang, with a very lowly status. Yet he has achieved what he has now, which is truly remarkable!"

"I have a feeling that Yi Yun may not be showing his full potential now, but he is a rough diamond that has not yet been polished. In the future, he may very well become a threat to you and me."

"Oh?" A strange light flashed in Chu Xiaoran's eyes. "So, you're going to compete with us for the top spot on the future Heaven and Earth Ranking?"

"Possibly!"

Qiu Niu nodded.

Both Qiu Niu and Chu Xiaoran share the same goal: to reach the top of the Heaven Ranking or the Earthly Ranking in the future!

Once Qin Haotian and his group leave Tai'a Divine City, and Qiu Niu and Chu Xiaoran been undergoing trials in Tai'a Divine City for more than five years, it won't be difficult Qiu Niu them to rank first!

The challenge is whether they can achieve this goal within five years.

"Xiao Ran, I want that Glory Points for the top rookie this time! Don't try to take it from me." Qiu Niu licked his lips and said to Chu Xiaoran.

Chu Xiaoran chuckled, "Then let's see if you're capable. It's been a long time since we've had a competition!"

Qiu Niu and Chu Xiaoran have known each other for a long time and are good friends. They each have their own strengths and neither is willing to concede to the other.

"Yi Yun, come up on stage now and face your death!"

After the Enforcement Envoy called out his name, Feng Hai couldn't wait to leap onto the Divine Desolation Stage, a thick-backed broadsword in his hand, his heart surging with fighting spirit!

Today, I'm going to make a name for myself!

Feng Hai shouted in his heart, feeling that his awesome life was about to begin today!

Yi Yun was the first whetstone he used upon arriving in Tai'a Divine City —if he deserved it.

Yi Yun walked onto the stage unhurriedly, carrying Thousand Army Saber that looked like a flagpole on his back, looking rather strange.

"Haha, you use a knife too, but you're not even as long as the knife!" Feng Hai was the tallest of the four, so he felt superior because of his height. "Draw your knife! We all use knives, and today I'll show you what a real knife is!"

Feng Hai's knife is very different from Yi Yun's.

Yi Yun wields a long saber, and his attack style is similar to that of a sword, excelling in speed and sharpness.

Feng Hai wielded a thick-backed broadsword, specializing in head-on combat; strictly speaking, these were two completely different types of weapons.

"Draw your sword?" Yi Yun glanced at Feng Hai.

Using the Thousand Army Saber against Feng Hai is completely unnecessary, because it's ineffective.

The rules of Tai'a Divine City stipulate that anyone who intentionally kills their opponent in an arena tournament will be sentenced to death!

Anyone who accidentally kills another person will be imprisoned!

Hong Dao Society's strategy of using a series of attacks was merely intended to keep Yi Yun bedridden for several months; they dared not harm Yi Yun's life.

If Yi Yun to use the Thousand Army Saber in conjunction with the Radiant Sun True Qi, he could even slice through the Divine Desolation Stage, which was forged from Purple Tungsten Steel. With such power, it wouldn't be impossible for him to accidentally kill Feng Hai.

Even without using the Radiant Sun True Qi, Yi Yun felt that the Thousand Army Saber could easily break through Feng Hai's defense. The length of the Thousand Army Saber Blade was enough to cut through a horse, so it was completely unnecessary in a match where the difference in strength was huge and the fight was just a friendly spar.

Moreover, the Thousand Army Saber is double-edged; even if I were to use the back of the blade to strike someone, it would be enough to give Feng Hai a hard time, so it's better not to use it.

Yi Yun calmly shook his head. He recalled a phrase he often saw in biographical novels from his previous life, and so he slowly said to Feng Hai, "My sword is rarely drawn; when it is, it must draw blood."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the room was stunned.

It took people a while to realize what Yi Yun was planning to do. He felt that Feng Hai was not worthy of him drawing his weapon to fight!

Is this guy even mentally sound? Doesn't he know how many people are watching him?!

Those people are all incredibly strong!

Feng Hai was initially stunned by Yi Yun's words, then enraged, wishing he could tear Yi Yun, who had looked down on him, to pieces. But just a second later, he stopped being angry. Why bother getting angry at a fool?

Normally, being subjected to a series of attacks would make even someone confident in their own strength feel like they were facing a formidable enemy, but Yi Yun remained calm and composed, acting as if nothing had happened, and even shamelessly declared that he wouldn't draw his sword?

Isn't this clearly a sign of a mental problem?

The members of the Hong Dao Society stared at Yi Yun for a while before bursting into laughter.

They now all think that Yi Yun is an ignorant and fearless fool, which explains why he has remained so calm.

The wise are often worried, while the foolish are fearless.

"Don't misunderstand, although I won't draw my sword, I still need to choose a weapon."

Yi Yun waved his hand, saying that the Thousand Army Saber was not very effective and that it would be a huge loss if he accidentally cut Feng Hai in half.

But without weapons, things feel awkward; the power of fists and kicks is still a bit weaker. It's not that Yi Yun felt he couldn't deal with Feng Hai, it's just that there were too many people behind him. Fighting with fists would be too strenuous, and he might even hurt his hands. If it could save energy, why not use them?

Because he was going to play this match, Yi Yun had already taken off his Flowing Silver Shirt, so he could be said to be completely unprepared for the game.

So, Yi Yun calmly walked to the edge of the arena.

Everyone was watching him, wanting to see what kind of trouble Yi Yun would cause this time.

Around the arena, there are eighteen kinds of weapons!

"You want to choose one of these weapons?" the referee asked. These weapons were placed beside the arena and were originally intended for the trial participants.

"Yes."

Yi Yun glanced over and saw all sorts of swords, spears, and halberds.

None of these would work, Yi Yun decided to find a blunt weapon that would be handy and wouldn't accidentally kill someone.

"Hey, this looks good, what is it?"

Yi Yun picked up a rectangular metal block from the weapon rack. It was about a foot long and as wide as an adult's palm.

"Oh, you can't use this." The referee shook his head. "This is a magic weapon called the Sky-Flipping Seal. Generally, Origin Foundation Realm martial artists can only use the Sky-Flipping Seal when they are controlling weapons, allowing them to release their internal Yuan Qi. They can inject Yuan Qi into the Sky-Flipping Seal to control objects and kill people!"

"Besides that, there are some ingenious formations within the Sky-Flipping Seal. If you don't understand them, the power of the Sky-Flipping Seal will be greatly reduced."

No one believed that Yi Yun understood formations, let alone reached the Origin Foundation Realm. Naturally, he couldn't unleash the full power of the Sky-Flipping Seal.

"I see..." Yi Yun listened to the referee say so much, but he didn't really take it to heart.

What's with this "Sky-Flipping Seal"? All that nonsense and such a fancy name—it's just a brick, to put it bluntly.

What kind of thing is this, using objects to kill people? Just slam it on someone's forehead.

Yi Yun held the Sky-Flipping Seal in his hand and weighed it a few times. Its size was exactly the same as a brick, and it felt very comfortable to hold.

In his previous life, when Yi Yun was a student, he had also gotten into fights. Holding the brick in his hand, Yi Yun seemed to have rediscovered that feeling from back then.

"Are you really going to use this Sky-Flipping Seal?"

The referee watched as Yi Yun was about to carry the Sky-Flipping Seal onto the stage, and he couldn't understand it. He had already explained it very clearly, but Yi Yun was completely ignoring him. What was he trying to do?

"Yes, that's the one."

Yi Yun, carrying a brick, walked calmly onto the stage.

Seeing Yi Yun's antics, the members of the Hong Dao Society were laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight.

Was he really here to compete, or to fool around?

It's really impossible to judge someone with such an abnormal IQ by normal standards.

At this moment, not only the people from the Hong Dao Society, but even Zhou Kui, Song Zijun, and others who had great confidence in Yi Yun were stunned and completely at a loss for words.

Yi Yun knew nothing about formations; he couldn't use the Sky-Flipping Seal at all!

"Can we begin?"

The referee in the arena was highly professional. Even after such a bizarre scene, he only gave Yi Yun a strange look and then remained silent, focusing on the competition.

"Oh, right, there's something I need to say..." Yi Yun always seems to have a lot on his plate. "I heard that your Hong Dao Society started a gambling operation. I bet 5,000 Dragon Scale Rune on myself playing more than 20 matches. I wonder if you can afford to lose them all?"

Regarding Yi Yun's matches, the highest odds are 1 to 1 if Yi Yun plays all 20 matches.

However, Tai'a Divine City does not encourage gambling, which is a way to earn resources by relying on luck. Therefore, it levies a tax of up to 40% and sets a maximum bet limit of 5,000 Dragon Scale Rune.

Yi Yun naturally bet the maximum amount. If he wins, he can get 50,000 Dragon Scale Rune, but he will have to pay 20,000 in taxes.

Of course, this is on the premise that the Hong Dao Society can afford it.

In fact, 50,000 Dragon Scale Rune are a huge sum of money even for a gang like the Hong Dao Society! Keep in mind that Li Hong is only a two-year soldier.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Feng Hai almost laughed until tears streamed down his face. More than twenty games?

He had always thought that Yi Yun had some skill, but seeing his current silly antics, he thought he could win more than twenty games? He was dreaming!

The other members of the Hong Dao Society were laughing hysterically.

This guy must be a goofball sent by the ancient spirit ape!

They came here specifically to deliver Dragon Scale Rune and also to cheer them up. They are so lucky to have met such a kind person.

"Okay, we can begin."

Yi Yun nodded. The referee officially announced the start of the match.

All eyes were on the Divine Desolation Stage; they wanted to see how this bizarre competition would unfold.

At this moment, Feng Hai also stopped laughing.

Despite the laughter, Feng Hai was serious during the actual competition. He bet a thousand Dragon Scale Rune and a Space Ring on this match.

Li Hong had repeatedly warned that they must not underestimate their enemy, lest they be caught off guard and suffer an unexpected defeat.

Although Yi Yun seems to be mostly an idiot now, even if he's facing an idiot, he'll still beat him to a pulp!

Feng Hai got into position. He started moving quickly across the Purple Tungsten Steel ring.

People could only see Feng Hai's figure blur, and then they heard a series of footsteps coming from the arena, "Tap tap tap tap tap..."

Feng Hai moved with lightning speed, and at the same time, he swung his knife wildly!

The golden broadsword unleashed sharp, piercing sword energy. The energy tore through the air with a shrill, ear-piercing sound!

"It's the Feng family's 'Bell Sound Steps' and 'Golden Wind Saber'!"

Someone in the stands said this.

The vast majority of trial participants do not have enough Dragon Scale Rune to exchange for cultivation techniques when they come to Tai'a Divine City, so they mostly use their own family-inherited cultivation techniques.

Some Lineage possess highly refined family martial arts techniques. Take the Feng family, for example. As a prominent Lineage in the capital, their "Bell Sound Steps" and "Golden Wind Saber" are their most treasured Lineage heirlooms. Although Feng Hai's demonstration only shows the basic Mysterious Charm of these techniques, it is still quite remarkable!

After being praised by many talented people around him, Feng Hai's vanity swelled to an extreme. After all, he was only thirteen years old, the age when he needed recognition the most. For a moment, Feng Hai was very satisfied with the feeling of being the protagonist on the stage.

He was no longer in a hurry to attack Yi Yun, but instead focused on demonstrating the power of his "Bell Sound Steps" and "Golden Wind Saber".

"With unbridled swordplay, the king of weapons; with a silent bell, a divine speed that can travel a thousand miles..."

Feng Hai loudly recited the poems written by the former head of the Feng family for the "Bell Sound Steps" and "Golden Wind Saber" techniques, and charged towards Yi Yun with great pride and high spirits.

"The first move of the Feng Family Saber Technique - Golden Wind and Jade Dew!"

Feng Hai slashed down with his sword, and the sword light stirred up countless golden winds, hence the elegant name "Golden Wind and Jade Dew".

In an instant, the winds rose and clouds surged, and countless flashes of sword light enveloped Yi Yun.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!"

A flash of golden light appeared, and the Purple Tungsten Steel ground was instantly covered with knife marks.

However, at this moment, Yi Yun moved, Subtle Movement his masterful Movement Technique, and his body seemed to merge with the surrounding environment.

He dodged all of Golden Wind Saber's blade flashes by a hair's breadth.

Feng Hai's knife is extremely fast, after all, it is the Feng family's heirloom knife technique. Once it is unleashed, the blade light is intricate and unpredictable. To dodge it, one must calculate the trajectory of these blade lights and seize the opportunity to strike!

However, Yi Yun calmly stepped into the whirlwind of blades, and no matter how sharp the blades were, they did not harm him at all.

The surrounding audience were all prodigies, and their sharp eyes clearly saw Yi Yun's movements amidst the chaotic flashes of swords.

What?! They actually dodged it just like that!!

Yi Yun's speed is too fast! He actually weaved through the dense array of sword lights. His Movement Technique is terrifying!

In that instant, Yi Yun's figure vanished!

"Um!?"

Feng Hai's heart skipped a beat, and his pupils contracted!

When Yi Yun dodged his first wave of sword wind, he was already on high alert. Now, seeing Yi Yun suddenly disappear, Feng Hai didn't hesitate and used the Bell Sound Steps to fly backward!

He wanted to create some distance and plan carefully, but just as he leaped backward, he suddenly felt a faint killing intent coming from behind. Yi Yun moved swiftly and appeared behind Feng Hai!

This scene left all the viewers stunned!

How could this be!?

Before people could even gasp, Yi Yun raised his hand, holding a brick—no, Sky-Flipping Seal —and slammed it down on the back of Feng Hai's head.

Let's go!

"Bang!"

The crisp sound was like a polo mallet hitting a polo ball.

Feng Hai was about to turn around when he felt a jolt on the back of his head, as if a heavy hammer had struck him.

Then, the world spun around me, my head spun, and I saw stars before my eyes.

Feng Hai, who was flying backward in the air, was knocked down by Yi Yun with a brick!

Feng Hai nearly fell flat on his face. He barely managed to brace himself with his golden knife, only to feel a sticky patch on the back of his head, clearly indicating that he was bleeding.

How... what happened...?

Feng Hai was stunned by the beating, unable to process many things. His body swayed, and he struggled to turn his head to see how Yi Yun had attacked him, but his vision was already blurred, and even Yi Yun's figure appeared somewhat indistinct...

"Oh? It's still quite firm..."

Yi Yun paused for a moment, looking somewhat surprised, and then, without hesitation, he picked up the brick again and swung it down.

This brick landed squarely on Feng Hai's forehead.

"Bang!"

It sounded like a ripe watermelon being cracked open—crisp, clean, and crisp!

Before Feng Hai could even get a clear look at Yi Yun, everything went black. His body felt like a noodle that had been picked up with chopsticks and then let loose, completely devoid of strength.

He struggled for a few moments, twisting and turning, before collapsing completely to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing in his limbs.

Blood gushed from Feng Hai's forehead, quickly forming a pool.

Everyone around was stunned. Yi Yun had actually used the Sky-Flipping Seal like a brick, knocking down Feng Hai, who had used the "Bell Sound Steps" and "Golden Wind Saber," with two consecutive blows!

All those fancy moves were defeated by... a brick!!

Feng Hai, one of the Four Little Tyrants of the Capital, was defeated by Yi Yun just like that. This is simply...

It's unbearable to look at!

As for the members of the Hong Dao Society, especially the other three of the Four Little Tyrants, at this moment, their mouths were slightly open, their eyes were fixed, and they were all petrified, unable to utter a single word.

Just moments ago, they were laughing so hard they couldn't stand up straight, but now they can't even cry.

What... what exactly happened?

...(To be continued~^~)