I Can See Your Combat Power

The spectators gradually exited the venue, while Tang Yao, who received the token, approached the desolate Xiao Ziyu.

“What, are you here to mock me?” Xiao Ziyu suppressed his anger, asking coldly.

“No.” Tang Yao shook his head, holding the token in front of Xiao Ziyu.

“Are you insulting me?”

With a slap, the token in front of him was sent flying. Xiao Ziyu raised his head and shouted angrily, “Is this a repayment for my previous misstep? Then congratulations, you’ve succeeded, I’m now very angry!”

True to his fiery nature, Tang Yao sighed, “Carrying two bloodlines must be very painful for Brother Xiao.” He walked to the side, picked up the token, “The Fire God’s bloodline is extremely violent, since ancient times the awakened had suffered ostracism and rarely met a good end. Moreover, Brother Xiao still carries eight different kinds of Spiritual Fire. Under the tempering of these Spiritual Fires, the Fire God’s bloodline gradually becomes incredibly pure and strong, and the Spiritual Power flowing through the meridians is as hot as magma. This kind of pain, for ordinary people, would lead to madness in a day. Yet brother Xiao has endured it for a full two years. I admire you from the bottom of my heart.”

“Hmm, you seem to understand it very well, but what does it have to do with you?” Xiao Ziyu crossed his arms over his chest, looking rejecting despite being intrigued by Tang Yao’s words.

For two years, every person who saw him only talked about how blessed he was with the Double Fire bloodline, yet they never thought of the pain he had to bear; Tang Yao’s words indeed moved him.

Tang Yao, having picked up the token again, humbly said, “I just think that Brother Xiao should show the talents of the west Longzhou to all the clans in Xiehe Longzhou. After such great pain, your unique talents must be breathtaking.”

“What do you mean.” Xiao Ziyu looked at the token that was handed over for the second time, asking in disbelief, “.. Don’t you want to visit the Longzhou Youth Martial arts competition yourself?”

If he had thought he was superior to Tang Yao earlier, things had changed after watching Tang Yao’s fight with the Star General. Tang Yao’s strength was a solid one indeed.

The perfect combination of several secret techniques made Tang Yao’s martial arts flawless, impressive in both offense and defense. Especially after gaining the rebound technique, his endurance in battle was extraordinary. He managed to suppress the Star General of Qutang City, who was also a transformed martial artist with a bloodline, from beginning to end.

Even if he were to fight himself, the outcome would only be decided after thousands of moves. The only reason for Tang Yao’s failure was that he didn’t have a supporting bloodline.

How much effort does an ordinary martial artist need to achieve such level of martial power? Not to mention, Tang Yao, a prime candidate for the chief of the younger generation of the Tang Clan, was letting go of such a great opportunity to earn reputation at the Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Tournament.

Xiao Ziyu couldn’t believe that Tang Yao, a person of such good heart, existed in this world, until the token was shoved into his hand.

“Take it. You must make those martial artists who look down upon West Longzhou know how extraordinary Western martial arts are!” Tang Yao laughed and reminded, “Don’t forget to gather at Mount North Yunfeng two days later. Oh right, you can follow the head of the Xiao Clan. He is the team leader for this trip.”

“Hey! Wait!” Xiao Ziyu called out to the departing Tang Yao, looked at the token in his hand and hesitated, “.. Why did you give up this spot for me?”

Fairly speaking, after he had just openly disrespected Tang Yao in front of so many people, it would be already astonishing if Tang Yao didn’t retaliate. However, not only did he not hold any grudges, but also gave up his spot for him, this was too strange.

“First, the head of the Xiao Clan has done me a great favor years ago.”

Tang Yao turned his head from a distance, smiled and said, “As for the second, as you said, you are stronger and thus more qualified to represent West Longzhou. But with so many people watching, including the students from the Martial Hall, you should leave some face for me, right?”

Xiao Ziyu’s face flushed, he felt the token in his hand burning hot, awkwardly saying, “Earlier I was just talking nonsense: actually, you are very strong and fully capable of representing the West in the competition.”

“Alright, alright, now that there’s nobody around, Brother Xiao, you don’t need to flatter me. When you return victorious, I will set up a banquet at Lanshan building and we can have a drink and a chat. I want to hear about the talents from all over Longzhou from you.” Tang Yao waved his hand and left gracefully.

“Okay! When the time comes, I promise to drink with Brother Tang for three days and three nights. We won’t return until we are drunk!” Xiao Ziyu reciprocated with a clenched fist salute, earnest and sincere.

Tang Yao left with a smile on his face. People with Fire God bloodlines are usually stubborn and often ostracised, but if they can get along well with them, they would cross mountains of swords and plunge into seas of flames for their friends and brothers.

If there’s anyone in the entire Longxi Alliance who has the capability to compete with that freak Tang Luo, it’s undoubtedly Xiao Ziyu, who carries the Double Fire bloodline and possesses eight Spiritual Fires.

To trade an unimportant quota for a friendship with a future top-notch powerhouse, what a bargain it was.

…

With the twelve arenas in the three cities closed down, the candidates representing Tang Clan were decided.

Li Xuanba from Li Family of Fuling City, Cui Haoran from Cui Family of Lanshan City, the Fire God Xiao Ziyu from Xiao Clan.

But the last one on the list hadn’t been decided until the last moment. Some speculated that Tang Luo was reserving the last spot for Tang Qingshan.

Until the day of the gathering, people finally saw the last person in the team.

The Spiritual Fire Pride, Tang Xing, who had just turned fifteen this year.

The last person turned out to be Tang Luo’s younger brother. Xiao Ziyu was furious, “Is this your choice for the representative of West Longzhou? Ridiculous!”

Not only him, even Li Xuanba and Cui Haoran wore disgruntled looks. After all, this was the first time in a century that West Longzhou had been invited by Martial Saint Mountain, and a fifteen-year-old boy was to represent them. Wasn’t this a laughing stock for others?

“Tang Yao, Tang Qingshan, aren’t they stronger than this kid? This is about the face of the entire West Longzhou. Just because he’s your brother, he gets an automatic seat? Is this how you favor your relatives and friends?” Xiao Ziyu’s eyes were aflame. He thought of Tang Yao, who had given up his spot for the pride of West Longzhou. He felt, as members of the Tang Clan, that Tang Yao was hundreds or thousands of times more mature than Tang Luo.

“To tell you the truth, you’re just stupid.” Tang Luo gave Xiao Ziyu a look of disdain, “Be it you, or Tang Qingshan, or Tang Yao. What’s the point of taking you to the Martial Saint Mountain? You are all nearly thirty. Don’t I need to plan for the future?”

He pulled the boy behind him to the front and patted him on the back and said, “Show us your cultivation level!”

The surging spiritual power fluctuation exploded from within Tang Xing, drawing the attention of the three. Just by sensing the spiritual power fluctuation, Tang Xing was not inferior to ten-year-old transformed martial artist. It was hard to believe that the momentum came from a fifteen-year-old boy.

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