Tell him Everything

"My target is you!" Lin Yang's public declaration of war left the crowd in awe. 

Having shattered Chen Shi's Imprisoning Hand, Lin Yang's strength was beyond doubt, causing chaos and confusion among the people in the Capital. 

He's this strong! Within the same year, who else could defeat him? If Lin Yang were to win and announce he was from the Yuan Sword Sect, what face would the Tianxuan Empire have left to hold the martial examination? 

But Lin Yang's words reminded them! There was still a genius in the Capital, the one who held one of the highest rankings ever on the Young Qilin Ranking. 

Kuang Qing, ranked forty-ninth on the Young Qilin Ranking! Even though Kuang Qing also appeared out of nowhere, the people in the Capital didn't care about that at the moment. 

As long as he could defeat Lin Yang, then he was one of their own! 

"Kuang Qing, kill him!" 

"Kuang Qing, take down the dog from the Yuan Sword Sect!" 

"If you can defeat Lin Yang, I'll agree to our marriage!" 

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The impassioned crowd shouted madly, wishing Kuang Qing could rush up to the stage and eliminate Lin Yang. 

"Good! As long as you can defeat Lin Yang, this will be a turning point, and you'll be remembered for saving a collapsing situation! In the future, your position among the young generation in the Tianxuan Empire will be unparalleled, even surpassing Chen Kong!" Mo Fan happily reminded Kuang Qing. 

Mo Qingkuang's fighting spirit surged. He had never felt this way before, with so many people supporting him like never before. 

Like a hero in the limelight, bearing everyone's hope, going to eliminate the demon that brought them despair. 

At this moment, Mo Qingkuang felt an unprecedented anticipation and desire to fight Lin Yang. 

"Don't make a commotion here; the match is over. Disperse everyone!" A loud voice overwhelmed the crowd's shouts. 

Zheng Tao, with his hands behind his back, flew over with a gloomy expression. 

He looked at Lin Yang with a complex gaze. "Young man, you're not half bad." 

Chen Shi was also one of the disciples he considered, a candidate to become a great disciple. How could he not feel heartache when such a disciple had been crippled? 

But this was Chen Shi's choice. Using a high-level martial technique that went beyond his realm was extremely dangerous, especially the overpowering Imprisoning Hand. 

Results showed that not only did he fail to win, but he also lost his own hand. 

Lin Yang looked at the deep eyes locked on him, like a black hole ready to devour him. 

In an instant, it felt like a colossal hammer with immense force was coming straight at him. A strong dizziness invaded his entire consciousness, and he fell into a trance, stupefied. 

"Wake Up!" The Saint Alchemist's furious shout echoed from the depths of his soul, breaking Lin Yang out of his dazed state. 

He felt as if he had just been pulled out from hell, his body ice-cold, soaked in cold sweat. 

He touched his slightly warm nose and found two fresh streams of blood slowly flowing. Fortunately, he was saved thanks to Saint Alchemist's timely reminder; otherwise, Zheng Tao's gaze might have caused Lin Yang irreparable harm. 

"Dean Zheng! Bullying the weak with strength is not the way of a gentleman!" Lin Yang angrily wiped away the blood from his nose, staring sharply at Zheng Tao and questioning him. 

The people around were shocked to hear this. Dean Zheng had actually made a move against Lin Yang? 

"This Lin Yang can survive under Dean Zheng's attack? That's the skill of a Martial King! Amazing!" 

Zheng Tao hadn't expected Lin Yang to recover so quickly. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he now looked at him with an even higher regard. 

This kind of genius, if left in the Yuan Sword Sect, would be like raising a tiger. Zheng Tao had initially planned to take advantage of this opportunity to quietly eliminate him. However, Lin Yang unexpectedly resisted his soul attack. 

But things couldn't happen again. Lin Yang, by making this matter public, prevented Zheng Tao from taking further action, considering the reputation of the Central Province. 

Zheng Tao looked deeply at Lin Yang. "This old man couldn't help himself when he saw such a strong man." 

'Couldn't help himself? You probably wanted to kill me to silence, right!' 

Lin Yang rolled his eyes and said lightly, "I hope I haven't disappointed the senior." 

"I'm not disappointed, rather I'm quite satisfied." Zheng Tao's tone was calm, making it hard to discern his emotions at the moment. 

"Disperse, everyone. The competition will continue tomorrow. Rest assured; the dignity of the empire won't be trampled by anyone! Someone, take Chen Shi to Old Fu's place." Zheng Tao waved his hand and flew away. Before leaving, he glanced meaningfully at Mo Qingkuang. 

As the dean of the Martial Academy, Zheng Tao's orders still carried weight. Although the people were indignant, they believed that the court would punish these hostile elements. So, they dispersed one after another. 

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"Zheng Tao wants to see you," Mo Fan said softly. 

"He wants to see me?" Mo Qingkuang was puzzled. "He didn't tell me." 

Mo Fan rolled his eyes. "Do you need him to knock three times on your brain to get it?" 

"Ancestor, don't play riddles with me." Mo Qingkuang was helpless. This ancestor sometimes spoke without any relevance, making him hard to understand. 

"Forget it, you don't understand this kind of humour! Boring descendant." Mo Fan sighed. "Zheng Tao wanted you to find him." 

"It didn't look like that." Mo Qingkuang was still puzzled. "What's the matter?" 

"He must want to talk to you about how to deal with Lin Yang. Maybe he'll also ask about the incident where you humiliated Chu Yanran on the stage." 

Mo Qingkuang was taken aback. So, it was about that matter. 

"Ancestor, what do you think I should do?" 

"Tell him everything." 

"Even my true identity?" Mo Qingkuang was taken aback. 

"Of course, with Chen Shi eliminated, you can be almost certain to become Zheng Tao's disciple. The more sincere you are with him, the more likely you'll gain his trust. Besides, Lin Yang has already exposed your identity. The Mo family in Tiannan City is no longer safe." 

"If you defeat Lin Yang in future competitions, shattering Yuan Sword Sect's plans, they will undoubtedly blame you. At that time, all Lin Yang needs to do is reveal your true identity, and the Mo family will be in ruins!" 

"You must ask Zheng Tao to send people to protect the Mo family members and settle them here in The Capital. He is currently your most reliable support!" 

Mo Qingkuang shuddered at the thought, realizing that he could have endangered his family! 

"I'll go find Dean Zheng right away!" 

Seeing Mo Qingkuang with an unusual expression rushing out, Han Yan'er curiously asked, "Qingkuang, where are you going?" 

"I'm going to find Dean Zheng!" Without looking back, Mo Qingkuang left in haste. 

"He's also going to find Dean Zheng?" The last one to go find Zheng Tao after a match was Chen Shi, who had just suffered defeat. 

Could it be that Mo Qingkuang also wanted to confront Lin Yang in advance? No wonder Han Yan'er noticed Mo Qingkuang's changing expressions; Lin Yang's strength must have brought him considerable pressure. 

"He declared war in public; if he's a man, why would he avoid a battle? Moreover, I have a premonition that there must be some grudge between the two!" Tang Yu gazed at Mo Qingkuang's departing figure and murmured.

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