After He Yihai got on the stage, the two men cupped their fists and began to carefully fight each other.
Everyone knew that the nature of the arena this time was just a custom of the previous generations, and it was impossible to see a life and death battle. However, most of the people in the main hall had no chance to see the fight between the two great aristocratic families' disciples, let alone the people who formed a circle not far away.
Therefore, from the beginning of the fight, the cheers were incessant, causing them to use a little more strength when they attacked.
Cheng Lan Nuo cultivated a set of bizarre water-type cultivation method. His palms seemed to be flying, rolling up and down like waves, seemingly endless and never-ending.
He Yihai, on the other hand, was a cultivator of a fire attribute cultivation method and was naturally restrained by his opponent. However, what was surprising was that when he began to circulate the fire attribute cultivation method, his whole body was like a furnace, emitting a heatwave that made people not dare to approach him. The heatwave surged and was not afraid of the opponent's water attribute power at all. Instead, it seemed to have a vague tendency to break through the opponent's cultivation method's blockade at any time.
The experts saw the technique, while the laymen just watched the excitement.
Most of the spectators cheered loudly when they saw the two of them fighting in the ring. However, those who could see the real deal were secretly shocked.
The two men on the stage were cultivators of the sixth level of internal strength, and the cultivation methods and combat skills they cultivated were clearly ordinary cultivation methods.
It was reasonable to say that Cheng Lan Nuo, who cultivated the water attribute, should have the upper hand, but in fact, he gradually lost the initiative and was faintly at a disadvantage.
This was not because Cheng Lan Nuo was secretly holding back, but because his strength was not good enough.
Although both of them were at the sixth level of cultivation, He Yihai's internal strength was faintly higher than his. More importantly, it was in the comprehension of combat skills.
He Yihai had practiced the fire attribute combat skill he cultivated to the extreme, and he had truly grasped the essence of this combat skill.
He had spent countless energy and hard work, and after many discussions, studies, and competitions with He Yitian and He Yixuan, he finally comprehended it. It was also the conclusion after countless failures that he finally comprehended the true essence of this combat skill.
Therefore, when he used this battle technique, his entire body was like a condensed furnace, while the opponent's water droplets were like sporadic water droplets. Once they came into contact with the furnace, they were instantly dried up by the intense temperature, leaving only a wisp of smoke at most.
Although there was a certain restraint in terms of the attributes of power, one clenched his power into a fist, while the other scattered his power. This power was like a plate of loose sand, and it was impossible to win against the other.
As soon as the two of them exchanged blows, He Yiming and the others with good eyesight could already see the final result. After fighting for a while, even He Yitian and the other juniors let out a sigh of relief.
All of a sudden, Cheng Lan Nuo's palms danced rapidly, as if there were countless pairs of palms appearing in an instant. Immediately, countless cheers were heard. However, just when everyone thought he was going to display some earth-shattering combat skill, he withdrew and said loudly, "Brother Yihai, I admit defeat. Young men of the Cheng Family, use the wheel battle to deal with them."
Everyone was in an uproar. They couldn't understand why he admitted defeat when he clearly had the upper hand. Even if he was going easy on them, it was too obvious.
Only a few people in the main hall were smiling. Cheng Lan Nuo lost, but he didn't lose his momentum. Moreover, when he finally got off the stage, he shouted loudly, which made everyone roar with laughter.
Using the wheel battle during the competition showed that the two families weren't officially competing, but were deliberately making things difficult for He Yitian to marry smoothly. This sentence immediately loosened the slightly tense atmosphere, and several guests on the chairman's seat even showed a hint of knowing smile.
This Cheng Lan Nuo was indeed a talent. Otherwise, the Cheng Family wouldn't have arranged for him to be the first to fight.
Amidst the crowd's laughter, the younger generation of the Cheng Family went up the stage one after another.
The highest cultivation among these people was only at the sixth layer, and their mastery of combat skills was even worse than Cheng Lan Nuo's. Naturally, it was impossible for them to cause any trouble for He Yihai and He Yixuan.
Of course, they also knew that this was definitely not the real strength of the Cheng Family. They had also been to the base where the Cheng Family trained the younger generation. Among the Cheng Family's disciples there, there were several real experts.
Although those people hadn't broken through the limit of the sixth layer and couldn't be their big brother's opponent, if they were compared with the two of them, it was unknown who would win.
After fighting for half a day, the sun was about to set in the west. Although Yihai and Yixuan were taking turns to attack, they were still tired to the point of gasping for breath. Only now did they realize that the bridal escort arena was not so easy to fight.
Old Man Cheng smiled and nodded slightly. Cheng Jiahui stood up. Just as he was about to order the removal of the arena, he heard a soft and pleasant voice, "Father-in-law, please wait."
Cheng Jiahui was startled. He turned around and asked pleasantly, "Young Master Lin, what are your orders?"
They didn't address each other the same way, but everyone didn't think it was strange. The young master of the Lin Family was giving you face by calling you Father-in-law. If he really kicked you in the face, that would be called insensible.
Lin Taoli slowly stood up and said, "Seeing everyone fighting in the arena, I suddenly felt very excited. If Father-in-law doesn't mind, this son-in-law would also like to fight in the arena."
Cheng Jiahui and his son looked at each other. From their expressions, it could be seen that this was not their arrangement, but the young master of the Lin Family's request on a whim.
He Quan Ming and his brother frowned. Although they hadn't seen Lin Taoli's combat skills, since he could be called the number one expert of the Lin Family's younger generation, He Yihai and He Yixuan definitely couldn't deal with him.
Their gazes landed on He Yiming at the same time. Although they had never thought that He Yiming would take action today, under such circumstances, he was undoubtedly the only choice.
He Yiming saw his father's and third uncle's eyes and knew that he couldn't escape in any case. He sighed in his heart. When he was about to stand up, he heard Lin Taoli say slowly, "I heard that the Raging Inferno Skill of the Xu Family is famous in Taicang County. It's called the number one skill in Taicang County. I wonder if you can broaden my horizons."
As soon as he said this, the entire hall suddenly became so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
Everyone suddenly thought of a rumor that had been spreading in the entire Taicang County for half a year. The source of this rumor was the Cheng Family, one of the three aristocratic families.
Half a year ago, the Cheng Family was ambushed by bandits. More than a hundred people were killed or injured.
Although these bandits were all killed in the end, the thousand-year-old blood ginseng given by the Lin Family of Glittering Jewels was stolen by a masked man on the spot.
This masked man was different from the Horse Gang. Moreover, he had exchanged blows with Uncle Cheng Jiahui and used the Raging Inferno Skill, one of the Xu Family's two great skills. What was more terrifying was that his cultivation had reached the ninth level.
Although Cheng Jiahui did not publicly announce this matter, he did not deny it either. It was a tacit agreement.
The relationship between the Xu Family and the Cheng Family was becoming increasingly tense. The marriage alliance between the Cheng Family and the He Family also explained some problems.
Now, as the son-in-law of the Cheng Family, Lin Taoli suddenly made such a request to the Xu Family. What was the meaning of this?
Old Master Xu Yinjie slowly raised his head. His face was as expressionless as a piece of dead wood.
After a moment, he slowly said, "Young Master Lin, in our Xu Family, only Xiangqian has successfully cultivated the Raging Inferno Skill and reached the ninth level."
Lin Taoli's gaze immediately shifted to Xu Xiangqian. This cultivator was already over forty years old, but he looked like he was in his thirties. He sighed softly and slowly stood up, saying, "Since Young Master Lin is so interested, I, Xu Xiangqian, will risk my life to accompany you."
The two of them left their seats and walked side by side towards the arena.
This time, everyone inside and outside the hall secretly broke out in a cold sweat.
These two people were of noble status. They were far from what the group of third-generation disciples could compare to. More importantly, the significance of them going up on stage was not ordinary.
It was as if everyone could feel the heavy atmosphere in the arena. Even the cheers silently disappeared.
When the two of them stood on the arena, Old Master Xu Yinjie's eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light. He looked directly at Old Master Cheng Ningsheng and said, "In our Xu Family, only Xiangqian has successfully cultivated the Raging Inferno Skill. Other than him, no one else has cultivated the Raging Inferno Skill to the sixth level."
His words were loud and clear. It was as if they were thrown to the ground and heavily smashed into everyone's hearts.
Then, Xu Yinjie closed his eyes and did not look at anyone else.
Cheng Ningsheng and Cheng Jiahui immediately understood his meaning. The two of them looked at each other and actually nodded. Under such circumstances, Xu Yinjie actually repeated it twice. With his status, there was definitely not the slightest bit of a lie.
At this moment, the father and son of the Cheng Family vaguely felt that they seemed to have been chasing the wrong target for the past six months.
However, no matter how much they guessed, they would never have guessed that although the thousand-year Blood Ginseng was not in the hands of the Xu Family, it was in the hands of the young man sitting at the same table as them.
Not only were the father and son of the Cheng Family confused, but even the He Quanxin brothers were also shocked.
If the one who stole the thousand-year Blood Ginseng was not the Xu Family, then who could it be? Could it be that a new power had appeared in Taicang County?
Or …
The father and son of the Cheng Family and the He Brothers looked at each other. There was a trace of fear in their eyes. Could it be someone who came from that place?
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