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The reason was simple. He was acquainted with Lin Zhaotian, and their relationship was not unfamiliar.

In reality, Lin Ze had always admired Ye Xi. Before Ye Xi and the Ninth Prince got engaged, he had always paid attention to Ye Xi's every move. He had gotten to know Ye Xuan along the way and learnt all kinds of things that Ye Xi loved.

After doing this a few times, Lin Ze Tian started to get familiar with Ye Xuan.

Ye Xuan was very clear that if he didn't use this open and aboveboard opportunity to teach Ming Yu a lesson, he wouldn't be able to do anything with his identity as the 17th prince of Ming Yu in the future.

Because of this, the best method would be to let Lin Ze openly injure Ming Yu under the eyes of tens of thousands of people! After all, Ming Yu would definitely stop at the top 8. If he lost too easily, how would Ye Xuan feel right now? How would he avenge Ye Rong?

Lin Zhaotian nodded his head. Although he had a smile that was like the spring wind on his face, his eyes were filled with a chilling intent as he looked at Ming Yu.

The first match of the competition was between Ye Xi and a martial artist who had luckily won the last round. That martial artist didn't hesitate and directly surrendered, leaving the arena.

In contrast, the following match between Song Shuliang and Liu Songming was quite exciting. After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, in the end, with a slight advantage, Song Shuhang finally obtained victory.

And in the third round, Ye Xuan was extremely domineering. He only needed ten breaths of time to defeat his opponent.

Soon, it was time for the fourth match. Everyone's attention was focused on Lin Zhaotian and Ming Yu!

With a leap, Lin Ze Tian easily arrived on the battle stage. He calmly looked at Ming Yu who was walking over from the opposite side. However, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Hehe, how long do you think Ming Yu will be able to last for?" Some people discussed in the audience.

"I saw that Mingyu had used all the strength in her body, but she was actually able to cause black lines to appear on the battle drum. It's clear that her strength isn't weak." Someone analyzed, "However, in terms of combat experience and martial arts usage, Ming Yu was like a piece of white paper, so he could only use brute force for five breaths of time before being defeated."

"Haha, aren't you overestimating Ming Yu? Although he surprised us in the first match just now, don't forget that his opponent is the Lin Family's most talented genius of the last 100 years, Lin Zhaotian!"

Some people were able to unravel the mysteries of heaven with a single sentence.

That's right, Lin Ze Tian, who had trained in martial arts at the age of ten, stepped into the first stage of the Transcending Mortality Stage's Flesh Forging Stage at the age of eleven, reached the sixth level of the Transcending Mortality Stage, reconstructed his soul at the age of fifteen, and wielded an Ice Bone Fan.

The current Lin Zhaotian was only seventeen years old, yet he had already reached the peak of the seventh level of the Transcending Mortality Stage, the Deity Stage, and even reached an astonishing rank of 832 on the Great Ming Empire's overall list!

Although his talent was slightly inferior compared to the sixteen year old Ye Xi, he was, without a doubt, an extremely strong competitor other than Ye Xi in this competition.

However, they still approved of Ming Yu. After all, the trash that everyone once spoke of was able to stand in front of Lin Zhaotian. This kind of astonishing progress was worthy of admiration.

"Your Highness Prince, I am very happy to have a fight with you. I am not talented, so I hope that I can gain something from my spar with you."

Lin Zhaotian slightly cupped his hands and politely greeted Ming Yu.

"Please." Ming Yu declined to comment and said indifferently.

"Then, let's begin."

Lin Ze was still laughing in the sky for a moment, but the moment he finished speaking, an enormous folding fan with a radius of half a meter suddenly appeared in his hand.

With a flick of Lin Zhaotian's wrist, the fan opened up with a "hua" sound. There were eight icy-blue bone fans on the fan, and the fan appeared to be transparent icy-blue in color. The blade of the fan was as thin as a cicada's wing, but it was extremely sharp!

In the next moment, Lin Zhaotian was like a shadow, sweeping towards Ming Yu's waist.

A sharp wave of Zhen Qi mixed with an ice-cold aura instantly rushed over. A flash of blood flashed in Ming Yu's hand, and immediately after, the throat sealing sword suddenly flew out from its scabbard, slashing at the sharp light, instantly cutting it in half.

"Hmm?"

Lin Zhaotian had not expected Ming Yu to use his sword. Furthermore, he had easily blocked his own sudden attack, but he was not the least bit impatient. This was because the real attack had just begun.

"Ice Fan, Gale!"

Lin Ze Tian violently swung his wrist, the strength of over 1500 lions was released, bringing along a fierce gust of cold wind that swept towards Ming Yu. This was a middle grade spirit rank martial skill, although its attack power was not strong, it still had a good effect of interference. If an ordinary person were to meet this attack, this gale could directly send them flying!

"Break!"

Ming Yu shouted lightly, the Throat Sealing Sword in her hand slashed down vertically, the Sword Qi of the fifth stage of the Annihilation Sword shot out instantly, slashing the gale into two.

In the next moment, Lin Zhaotian had taken advantage of the moment when Ming Yu had taken action to get close to Ming Yu.

"Ice Fan, Moon Slash!"

The ice fan seemed to have turned into a sharp blade as it madly flew towards Ming Yu. Ming Yu wielded the Throat Sealing Sword as he retreated while defending against Lin Zhaotian's attack. His emotions became increasingly ice-cold.

It wasn't because of how powerful Lin Zhaotian's attacks were, but rather, it was because Lin Zhaotian's attacks were extremely ruthless and deadly.

Previously, when he said that this was just a spar, he seemed to be carrying a very sincere attitude. But now, it seemed that he was clearly beating him to death!

From the corner of his eyes, Ming Yu noticed Ye Xuan looking at him with a sinister smile. In that instant, Ming Yu immediately understood.

This Lin Ze Tian was obviously in cahoots with Ye Xuan. They wanted him dead!

Although Ye Xuan didn't make a move, his viciousness still caused people to feel extremely disgusted.

Seeing Ming Yu being pushed back by Lin Zhaotian's crazy attacks, everyone knew that this battle was about to end and Lin Zhaotian had become even more confident and arrogant.

But as the exchange continued and time passed, everyone's expressions quickly changed. Under Lin Zhaotian's crazy attacks, even though Ming Yu was like a lone boat in a giant wave that was on the verge of destruction, he was able to endure for dozens of moves!

From Ming Yu's expression, it was clear that she was dealing with it with ease and not the slightest bit embarrassed.

On the other hand, Lin Ze Tian's every move was fatal and he was giving his all every time he attacked. At this moment, his forehead was already covered in sweat and his confident eyes were gradually beginning to become confused.

"Lin Zhaotian, you don't have to deliberately let me win. This is a fair battle, let everyone see your true strength." While dealing with Lin Zhaotian's violent attack, Ming Yu mocked in a calm and composed manner.

"Shut up!"

Lin Ze had never thought that Ming Yu's martial skills and combat experience would not be inferior to his own. He might even be more adept than his own. This series of attacks were extremely powerful, but they were all completely swept away by Ming Yu's sword energy.

His moves were unable to cause any damage to Ming Yu!

This made Lin Ze Tian especially unhappy. However, he still had a lot of confidence in himself, because he still hadn't used his ultimate move yet!

"Before, I was only respecting you so I didn't take it seriously. But since you are intentionally looking to die, don't blame me for being ruthless. Remember, this is my strongest move, Destruction."

Everyone could feel the cold and unrestrained killing intent in his words. Immediately, everyone saw Lin Ze Tian fold the ice fan, and as true energy gushed out from his entire body, a blade shot towards Mingyu's right shoulder. If it pierced through, Mingyu's right arm would be completely separated from her shoulder, becoming a one-armed person!

This move was a middle rank martial skill that was comparable to a high rank spirit martial skill: Destruction.

Just as the name suggested, a single stab without mercy had been completely shattered!

At this moment, the leader of the imperial guards had already prepared to save Ming Yu, and everyone held their breaths. They didn't expect Lin Zhaotian to be so decisive in his killing. He didn't fear the king's authority, and directly cut off Ming Yu's right arm.

However, Ming Yu did not have the slightest intention of retreating. The layers upon layers of sword qi condensed together, the strength of 2,000 lions was all poured into the sword, exploding on the sword edge!

The sword was raised diagonally.

The lightning-like wild and violent sword qi whistled over. In less than a second, it had blown away the incoming sword qi. Following that, the sword qi shot into the sky. Accompanied by it was Lin Zhaotian's entire right arm!

Ah!

Lin Ze Tian let out an earth-shattering howl, rolling on the ground in pain. Blood sprayed out from his body, dyeing the entire arena red.

How could he have expected that his strongest move would not only fail to break Ming Yu's right arm, but had actually been broken by Ming Yu's strongest move!

He originally wanted Ming Yu to become a cripple, but in the end, the cripple turned into himself.

"Remember, this is a casual move of mine, the Nine Layer Killing Calamity." After Ming Yu said this, she sheathed her sword and cleanly walked down the platform.

"What …" Lin Zhaotian was dumbfounded. His strongest attack had been easily defeated by Ming Yu's casual attack, and then his entire right arm had been severed?

So it turned out that Ming Yu was always stronger than him … From the beginning to the end, he had only been seeking his own disgrace!

At first, they thought that there would definitely be a bloody tragedy, but they did not guess the ending correctly, because the one who fell on the ground was not Ming Yu, but the one who was regarded as the super genius, Lin Zhaotian. Moreover, his right arm was cut off, so in this lifetime, it was impossible to call him a genius!

Everyone suddenly realized that Ming Yu was not a piece of trash!

Everyone from the Lin Family stood up, their eyes blood-red. However, no one dared to make a sound.

First, it was Lin Zhaotian's own ruthless attack, this was a fact that everyone saw in their eyes, they were in the wrong, secondly, Ming Yu's identity was a prince, while Ming Wang Ming Chen Chen Yuan was sitting here, could it be that they had the qualifications to make a move against Ming Yu?

They weren't from the Ye Clan, and they had the relationship between Ye Xi and the Ninth Prince. Thus, they could only forcefully swallow this insult!

As for Ye Xuan, his expression was currently extremely unsightly. When he had previously seen Lin Zhaotian use his strongest attack, he had felt joyful when he thought of how Ming Yu had been crippled.

But now …

Seeing Lin Ze Tian lying on the ground with a twisted expression, and that pool of dark red blood, Ye Xuan's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and an inexplicable fear arose within his heart!

After the relevant personnel carried Lin Zhaotian away and cleaned him up, the battle stage returned to its original state. However, the miserable state that Lin Zhaotian had just been in was remembered by everyone.

After resting for two incense sticks of time, the third round's semifinals officially began. Of the eight platforms, seven of them slowly sank down, with the center platform occupying the center of the entire arena.

Right now, there were only four people left on the field: Ye Xi, Ming Yu, Ye Xuan and Song Shuyan.

Mu Lang cleared his throat and said loudly, "This round is also decided by drawing lots. 1v2, 3v4. Ming Yu, come forward and draw your lot. "

Immediately, Ming Yu was the first to go up and draw number two.

"Mingyu, Number Two!" Mu Lang's loud and clear voice caused Ye Xuan, who was still in a daze, to be startled awake.

Then, Mu Lang continued, "Ye Xuan, it's your turn."

"..." "Right."

Ye Xuan walked in front of the wooden box and extended his hand inside. After choosing for a long time, he finally grabbed a metal ball and slowly took it out.

His face was pale as his right hand tightly gripped the iron ball, but he didn't dare to look at the numbers written on it. He kept chanting in his heart: "Please don't be number one, please don't be number one, please don't be number one …"

"What are you doing?" Mu Lang couldn't help but frown as he watched Ye Xuan grind the metal ball. He walked up to Ye Xuan and took a glance at the metal ball. Soon after, his loud and clear voice rang out once again:

"Ye Xuan, number one!"