The early morning mist enveloped Ye Family Martial Arts Arena like a veil. The rising sun penetrated the mist with golden light, casting mottled light and shadow on Tournament Platform paved with bluestone.
It was as if the storm last night had never happened, but the tension in the air felt like it was real, making people breathless.
The brothers from each house entered the hall one after another, walking calmly, and the youthful spirit of the past seemed to have disappeared overnight.
That sudden incident forced these inexperienced teenagers to lose their youthfulness, and their brows gained a bit of solemnity that was inconsistent with their age.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd, and whispers spread like ripples.
"I heard that Second Branch..."
"Sh--"
The discussion stopped abruptly the moment Ye Ruixuan stepped into the venue.
The young man was dressed in a black outfit, with his skirts flowing up and down, outlining his tall and straight figure.
His face was frosty, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes. He just walked through the crowd intently.
The jade pendant around his waist swayed gently with his steps, making a crisp impact sound, which was particularly harsh in the silent Martial Arts Arena.
On the high platform, Ye Family elders took their seats one after another.
Ye Zhentian's eyes were like lightning, and he paused slightly at Ye Ruixuan as he swept across the entire venue.
First Elder stroked his gray beard and whispered.
"I hope Zhenting's incident will not affect the child Ruixuan."
Third Elder squinted his eyes, thoughtfully.
"In the chaos that night, Ruixuan didn't seem to be seen."
On the night of the shocking incident, they searched the whole house but could not find any trace of Ye Ruixuan.
Perhaps Ye Zhenting still has some sense of conscience and has not allowed his parents and children to participate in this conspiracy.
This decision now seems to be a wise move.
Ye Zhentian's gaze Jiujiu stayed on Ye Ruixuan, with an undercurrent surging in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.
"Master of the house,"
First Elder's voice trembled slightly.
"Now Ye Family is like a candle in the wind and can no longer withstand any setbacks."
He looked at Ye Zhentian with pleading in his eyes.
If Ye Zhenting commits such a heinous crime, Second Branch will definitely be implicated.
But in First Elder's view, Ruixuan was innocent after all, and he hoped that the patriarch would be lenient.
Second Elder and Third Elder looked surprised when they heard this.
Second Branch has always been in tit-for-tat with the clan leader, but now First Elder is interceding for him?
"First Elder is worrying too much."
Ye Zhentian's expression remained unchanged and his voice was as steady as a bell.
"Ruixuan is my Ye Family disciple, so it's natural to participate in the competition."
Ye Zhenting has paid the price for what he did. He is not as guilty as his wife and children.
On the sidelines, Ye Ruixuan stood alone.
The scene of people hugging each other in the past no longer exists. At this moment, he is like a lone boat, looking particularly lonely amidst everyone's intentional or unintentional alienation.
"Dang..."
The competition bell suddenly rang, and the clear sound echoed in the sky above Martial Arts Arena, startling several perching birds.
Ye Ruixuan stood quietly on the sidelines, looking around calmly.
The slender fingers tightened and unclenched unconsciously, and the knuckles turned slightly white from the exertion.
That night when his father attacked, he was practicing hard in the back mountain.
When I came back, I saw that the whole courtyard was in a mess, and my mother was lying on the ground with a face ashen as death.
No one explained to him what happened, but the fearful looks in the eyes of the tribesmen and the lingering depression in the air said everything.
"Second Branch It's completely over this time..."
"Ye Zhenting colluded with the Star Luo Empire and almost killed the entire clan..."
These whispers were like poisoned arrows, piercing into his heart one by one.
But he neither refuted nor became angry, he just stood silently, like a lifeless stone statue.
As usual, representatives from each room draw lots to determine the order of the competition.
When the deacon approached holding the ebony stick, Ye Ruixuan suddenly raised his hand.
"Wait a minute."
The cold voice was not loud, but it silenced the whole place.
The young man turned around to face the high platform, cupped his fists and saluted, his movements clean and neat.
"Disciple Ye Ruixuan, requests a battle with Young Master Ye Ruilin."
As soon as he finished speaking, Martial Arts Arena was immediately in an uproar.
"Is he crazy? Young Master but Twin Martial Souls!"
"In such a situation, Ye Ruixuan still dares to be so arrogant?"
Amid the discussion, Ye Ruixuan looked as usual, looking directly at Ye Zhentian.
Suddenly, two Yellow Soul Rings rose from under his feet, their robes automatically making a hunting sound without any wind.
The pressure of Level 27 Soul Power made the disciples in the front row unconsciously take a few steps back.
"Please Young Master enlighten me."
He spoke word by word, his eyes piercing the stands opposite.
Everyone's attention shifted accordingly.
Ye Ruilin was leaning against the white jade railing, with a Gold Soul Coin flying up and down between his slender fingers.
Ma Hongjun stood behind him, holding a grass stem in his mouth.
The sun danced on the fingertips of Ye Ruilin, reflecting the golden light of Gold Soul Coin.
Hearing his name, he raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Okay."
Before he finished speaking, the young man was already standing in the center of Tournament Platform.
The white clothes are better than the snow, and the jade belt around the waist flutters lightly in the morning breeze.
Although Martial Soul was not released, an invisible coercion spread, causing Ye Ruixuan's breathing to stagnate.
The elder referee looked at the head of the family hesitantly.
Ye Zhentian pondered for a moment and nodded slightly.
"Accurate."
Following this order, the defensive formations around Martial Arts Arena suddenly lit up, and a light blue light curtain rippled like water waves.
The disciples watching the battle crowded forward in unison, and even a few elders straightened their backs and stared at Tournament Platform.
On the stage, Ye Ruilin raised the corners of his mouth slightly and formed a mysterious seal with his hands on his chest.
In an instant, two completely different auras, hot and cold, burst out at the same time!
"Roar..."
An earth-shaking Qilin roar resounded through the sky, and a red Fire Qilin suddenly rose up from the left.
Its mane was like beating Lie Yan. Wherever its four hooves stepped on it, the bluestone ground was burned with blackened footprints, and the air was filled with a burning atmosphere.
On the right side, an icy blue Water Qilin appeared, surrounded by dense cold air. Fine ice crystals condensed wherever it passed, reflecting colorful light in the sunlight.
"This is..."
Third Elder The celadon tea cup in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The whole audience was in an uproar! The ordinary disciples were stunned, and some even rubbed their eyes vigorously, suspecting that they were hallucinating.
First Elder's beard trembled violently, Second Elder stood up suddenly, and the seat was knocked over without even realizing it.
"That's not right..."
First Elder's pupils suddenly shrank, and his skinny fingers clung to the armrest.
He narrowed his dim old eyes and carefully looked at the ice and fire pair Qilin next to Ye Ruilin.
Although the two Qilin phantoms have contradictory attributes, their original auras are exactly the same.
Could it be...
Ye Ruixuan's face instantly turned as white as paper.
The Martial Soul that he was so proud of actually began to tremble uncontrollably under the pressure of these two Qilins, and the operation of the Soul Powers was stagnated.
At the edge of the stands, Ma Hongjun stretched out and showed a playful smile.
"This is the boss's Qilin Clone!"
"Oh?"
A clear female voice came, Ye Qingxuan was standing beside him at some point.
The girl's bright smile was particularly dazzling in the sun, which made Ma Hongjun dazed for a moment. She hurriedly turned away and pretended to be interested in the clouds in the distance.
On Tournament Platform, Water Qilin suddenly raised his head and roared, and ice cones condensed all over the sky, flashing with a cold light in the sun.
Fire Qilin At the same time, he took a step forward, and a wave of scorching hot air swept out. Wherever the heat wave passed, the air was distorted.
The extremely cold and extremely hot air currents collided violently, forming a violent whirlpool around Ye Ruilin, rolling up his snow-white robes with a roaring sound. While his black hair was flying, there seemed to be thunder flashing in his starry eyes.
"Level twenty-seven?"
Ye Ruilin chuckled lightly and raised his right hand slightly.
The two Qilin Clone turned their heads at the same time, locking Ye Ruixuan with their cold gazes like blades.
"Please enlighten me."