The Contest Begins, the Protagonist's Time to Show Off!

Time flies.

In the Shanshui Manor, in a certain open space, there is a huge circular arena made of bluestone.

Around the arena, all the prominent Ancient Martial Families from the Lingnan had taken their seats.

At this moment, everyone present turned their gazes in the direction of the Tang Family.

"Who are those two young men? And why are they sitting in the main seats?"

"Could it be that the Tang Family has gotten in touch with some important figure? Old Master Tang is being so respectful."

"Could he be a direct descendant of a prominent family in Capital?"

Hearing the crowd's discussion,

From the direction of the Song Family, Ye Bufan snorted disdainfully.

"What nonsense about being a scion of a prestigious family in Capital!"

Upon hearing this, the Four Tigers of the Song Family frowned.

That brat is so arrogant, conceited, and utterly vulgar.

Regardless of whether the other party is from a prominent family in Capital, the fact that they can make the Tang Family submit shows that they are no ordinary person.

If someone with ulterior motives were to overhear this, wouldn't it be seen as deliberately creating trouble for the Song Family?!

"Young Friend Ye, do you know these two people?"

Old Master Song asked curiously.

"We're more than just acquaintances; we're practically inseparable."

Ye Bufan nodded, pointing at Jiang Cheng as he spoke indignantly.

"Mr. Song, there's no need to worry. They are from Jiang Cheng."

"The kid on the left is called Jiang Cheng. He's the eldest son of the Jiang Family, one of the Four Great Families of Jiangcheng. He's a complete spoiled brat..."

Before Ye Bufan could finish speaking, a murderous gaze fell upon him.

That's enough.

Song Qingyan gripped the sword hilt, her tone chilling.

This scoundrel actually dared to lie to his grandfather.

If I weren't worried about something, I would have loved to chop him in half with my sword!

Ye Bufan was taken aback at first, but then quickly realized what was happening.

Qingyan was afraid that Jiang Cheng would hear this and retaliate against her!

She's a woman who's cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

However, I like it.

Ye Bufan's mouth stretched almost to the back of his ears, revealing a sunny smile.

Old Master Song looked at Song Qingyan with a worried expression.

"Qingyan, are you alright?"

"Grandpa, I'm fine."

Song Qingyan shook her head and spoke softly.

Old Master Song frowned.

He had just clearly sensed that his granddaughter had shown murderous intent towards Ye Bufan.

Although it was only for a moment, how could it escape his notice?

Thinking back to when Qingyan faced Ye Bufan at the Song Family, she recalled the emotional fluctuations she experienced.

Old Master Song was a little worried. Could it be that Qingyan had run into trouble during her seclusion this time?

At this moment, Ye Bufan asked with concern,

"Qingyan, are you feeling unwell? Do you need me to take a look? My medical skills are superb!"

This time, before Song Qingyan could even get angry...

Song Zhengchun couldn't hold back any longer and kept calling Qingyan .

How long has it been?!

This dog's barking is so natural, how presumptuous!

Even if his daughter, such a beautiful and delicate flower, rots in the ground, he can't let this idiot get away with it!

"Nephew Ye, my daughter likes quiet."

At this time,

Song Qingyan had no interest in any of this; her eyes were fixed on the direction of the Tang Family, her heart filled with irritation.

"There are so many people here, be careful."

Feeling a slight rubbing sensation on the back of his hand, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but speak.

"Okay, we'll take our time tonight."

Shen Xiyue smiled and looked at Song Qingyan with a hint of provocation.

Just then, a powerful voice rang out from the arena.

The competition has begun!

A figure stepped onto the stage first, pointed at Ye Bufan's nose, and shouted,

"Kid, do you dare come up here?"

Around them, almost all the younger generation of Ancient Martial Families chimed in.

"Yeah, aren't you supposed to be really good? Go up and have a match."

"If you're too scared, go home and drink your milk. Don't embarrass yourself here."

This scene of public outrage left Old Master Song completely stunned.

What happened?

The younger generation of the Song Family quickly explained the reason.

Their expressions and demeanor were not pleasant.

Clearly, Ye Bufan's indiscriminate attacks had long displeased them.

If it weren't for Old Master Song being here, he probably would have started making sarcastic remarks as well.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Song rubbed his temples, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

I told you to make friends properly, and this is how you do it?

Song Zhengdong had an even more fiery temper; if the other three hadn't stopped him, he would have rushed up and kicked Ye Bufan long ago.

"Young Friend Ye, you... sigh~"

"Don't worry, Mr. Song, I will take responsibility."

Ye Bufan waved his hand, completely unconcerned.

They're nothing to fear!

What harm is there in letting him have three moves?

After speaking, Ye Bufan slowly stood up, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Qingyan must have been attracted by his responsible speech and Overlord Aura!

Thinking of this, Ye Bufan secretly glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

Huh? No response?

I understand!

Qingyan is not a man who likes to talk big, so it seems he's going to show his true strength.

Today is the day when Ye Bufan will make a name for himself.

Ye Bufan glanced around disdainfully, and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

First, she took a running jump, then performed a smooth 720-degree somersault in the air, and landed steadily.

Perfect!

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng's lips twitched.

With just this smooth little combo, even the Whirlwind Girl would have to admit defeat!

On the stage, Ye Bufan glanced at the burly young man in front of him and arrogantly raised three fingers.

"Three moves."

The surrounding disciples of Ancient Martial Families burst into laughter.

"This kid has no self-awareness at all. Does he really think he can withstand three moves?"

"No way, no way!"

"If you ask me, this kid will be taken down in one move."

The burly young man grinned and twisted his neck.

"Kid, blame your foul mouth."

Ye Bufan gave him a look as if he were looking at an idiot, and spoke disdainfully.

"What I mean is, three moves are enough to deal with you."

Upon hearing this, everyone present frowned.

"Arrogant!"

The burly young man snorted coldly and punched Ye Bufan on the head.

Faced with this powerful and heavy blow, Ye Bufan didn't even lift his eyelids. He simply raised his palm slightly and calmly received the attack.

"I'm at the peak of Outer Strength, I still need to practice."

The next second, Ye Bufan exerted his strength and kicked the burly man away.

Then he lightly patted his clothes, stood with his hands behind his back, and sighed with an air of superiority.

"I didn't expect to win so effortlessly with just a slight move. Thank you for the favor, haha~"

Damn it, you're just pretending to be a dog!

Everyone cursed inwardly, but their eyes were full of fear.

It should be noted that among the younger generation in Lingnan, there are only about twenty people who have reached the level of Internal Strength.

Unexpectedly, this foul-mouthed kid was also one of them, so they naturally wouldn't make a fool of themselves.

If that kid lets them go up there, we're doomed!

If I go, I might lose and lose face; if I don't go, I'll still lose face, but at least I'll avoid getting beaten up.

For a moment, silence fell over the room.

Many elders from Ancient Martial Families looked toward the Song Family, their faces filled with shock.

At the Lin Family, a strange light flashed in Old Master Lin's eyes as he spoke softly.

"The Song Family has really kept things well hidden!"