9 Ye Wen
Her palms that had just readjusted itself headed for Wang Hong Jun's sword, the latter used the same move again which Mo Yingyue too, did the same. However, this time she quickly withdrew her exquisite hands and bent her entire body downward and sent a palm at Wang Hong Jun's stomach.
Pow!
The force of her palms slammed against Wang Hong Jun's body as he flew backward by ten steps as blood dripped down the side of his mouth.
Wiping the blood away, Wang Hong Jun made his move as his sword swung out in a straight line. Mo Yingyue dodged swiftly shifting her entire body to his left, as the crowd thought that she had successfully dodged his sword, Wang Hong Jun swung his sword sideways without looking at his target.
Whoosh!
His attack missed by a small margin as Mo Yingyue dodged the attack by a hair's breadth. In that instant that she dodged his attack, Mo Yingyue lowered her stance and sent a palm at Wang Hong Jun's exposed back.
Pow!
Pfft!
Wang Hong Jun spat out a mouthful of blood as his body moved two steps forward, the attack may have not sent him flying back, but clearly it did much more damage than the previous attack.
This time, Wang Hong Jun no longer looked at gentle as he did previously. With a blood-filled mouth and dried blood along his jaw and chin, his hair untied itself as he glared at Mo Yingyue.
When the audience believed that he would attack her again, Wang Hong Jun cupped his hands and said "Thank you, junior sister, for going easy on me" before jumping off the stage and disappearing into the crowd.
"Amazing! The Grand elder's disciple is truly worthy of being a Core disciple being able to defeat someone at a higher stage than herself!" one of the Outer court disciples shouted.
Many disciples whether Outer or Inner court disciples nodded in agreement. Just before daoist Li was about to tell Mo Yingyue to stop sparring, a disciple wearing a golden robe jumped onto the stage.
With one look, you can tell that disciple is at the peak of the Body Tempering Realm and at the edge of breaking through to the Qi Controlling Realm.
"Disciple Kang Hai requests that the Grand elder allow him to spare with junior sister Mo Yingyue" Kang Hai cupped his hands as he faced Daoist Li and spoke.
Daoist Li frowned and stroked his white beard for a few moments, "Naturally, I will lower my own cultivation to that of the Body Tempering stage six" Kang Hai spoke again.
Stroking his beard, Daoist Li finally spoke, "Alright, I'll allow it then"
"Many thanks, Grand elder" Kang Hai said before facing Mo Yingyue and lowering his own cultivation stage to that of his opponent.
"To think senior brother Kang Hai would also challenge Mo Yingyue! This is our chance to see how Core disciples fight!" one of the Inner court disciples spoke to the one next to him.
The Inner court disciple next to him nodded, "Indeed, I hope that one day we will be able to become a Core disciple. Normally one would need to reach the Qi Controlling Realm by the age of twenty to become a Core disciple or be able to defeat those at a higher stage in cultivation than themselves"
'It's truly a pity, this year I am nineteen and I'm only at the Body Tempering stage eight.." the same disciple continued.
Mo Yingyue and Kang Hai faced each other on the stage. Both of them moved at the same time.
Bang!
The two moved at speeds that only disciples at the Body Tempering seven or higher could see clearly.
In the midst of their duel, Mo Fan's left eye started twitching. "What the? What's happening?" he thought as his eye continued twitching constantly.
A voice within the Beast Monument spoke to him, "Mo Fan, we have sensed a powerful bloodline nearby. It's the reason for your eye twitching continuously. Give us a moment to locate it"
Mo Fan nodded and thought "A bloodline? They must be extremely powerful for the beasts within the Beast Monument to acknowledge them"
"We're done, the bloodline is extremely pure! It seems that the holder of the bloodline is like yourself and hasn't stepped into the Body Tempering Realm yet"
"His bloodline is extremely pure reaching an astonishing ninety-five percent! Not only that, but the bloodline also belongs to an extremely powerful race of dragons within the True dragon race!"
"To think a human has inherited my bloodline" one of the voices muffled making it inaudible for Mo Fan to hear what it had said.
"Is that true?! How can a human have a True dragon's bloodline? Also what was that you said at the end?" Mo Fan asked.
"Nothing, don't worry. You must go to him now, he is not here at the platform currently, find an excuse to leave and approach him. It seems that there are others near him, hurry he is in danger!" the voice shouted within Mo Fan's mind.
Mo Fan nodded as he said to Daoist Li while holding his stomach, "Master, I need to do my business, I'll be back"
Daoist Li nodded without suspecting a thing as Mo Fan turned into a white light and appeared to have disappeared from his previous spot. Even though he had yet to reach the Body Tempering realm, his physical body is already greater than even Body Refiners at the peak of the Body Tempering realm!
His figure disappeared from the platform as Mo Fan made his way towards the Outer court.
Pow!
Pow!
"Haha, Ye Wen, your parents were slaughtered while you are a piece of trash who can't even reach the Body Tempering Realm even though you have been here for two years!" one of the Outer court disciples laughed.
Two other disciples beside him laughed too, as the three of them kicked at Ye Wen's body as he lied on the ground covering his head.
Ye Wen had wounds all over his body, without making a sound he glared at the three disciples with bloodshot eyes. As Mo Fan got closer, Ye Wen's pupils began changing to resemble the eyes of a cat, no a dragon!
Suddenly, with a burst of unknown energy from within his own body, Ye Wen stood up and shook away the three disciples as they flew back ten meters away. The shockwave shook the nearby trees as leaves fell off all the nearby trees, leaving only a few behind.
"Ye Wen! What did you do! You monster!" one of the disciples cried out. However, he didn't know that Ye Wen's strength completely disappeared as his eyes lost its previous luster and returned to normal.
Falling down onto the ground without an ounce of strength, Ye Wen covered his head again. "Huh? Ye Wen, weren't you so impressive just now blasting us away? What happened now? Well, whatever you did, you can't beat us anyway" the leader of the three provoked.
"Come on now, you piece of trash that could only watch his parents die right before his very eyes and was left alive only because the murderer pitied you, hahahahaha!!!!" he continued.
Whoosh!
A white figure suddenly appeared with astonishing speed and slammed into the bodies of the three disciples sending them flying while spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
The three disciples stood up and saw an extremely handsome young man around sixteen years old in a white robe standing next to the target of their bullying. "Who are you?!" the leader shouted.
The handsome figure ignored them and looked at Ye Wen who was lying down on the ground, "Can you stand?" the handsome figure asked.
"Oi, don't you know anything? That's the Grand elder's disciple! His name is Mo Fan if I remembered correctly" one of the three whispered between themselves.
The white-robed figure was precisely Mo Fan. He had appeared before them and sent them flying with his physical body, injuring them greatly. Glaring at the three disciples, Mo Fan helped Ye Wen up.
"So what if you are the Grand Elder's disciple? Do you think it's alright to bully the weak?" the leader of the trio spoke.
"What the hell? Is he stupid? He was doing that just now and now he's blaming me? If he found out that I'm not even at the Body Tempering Realm yet, would he just knock himself with tofu?" Mo Fan thought internally.
Taking a step forward, the ground beneath him cracked as an oppressive aura leaked from his body. The remaining leaves fell from the trees as the nearby birds and fish took off due to his aura.
Feeling the pressure emitting from Mo Fan's body, the three of them dropped onto their butts, one of them even leaked some golden liquid soaking the ground beneath him as well as his pants.
"Not gonna scram?" Mo Fan asked.
The three of them immediately ran with all their might as they tripped a couple of times while running. The leader shouted while still running away "We won't forget this!"
Ignoring them, Mo Fan stopped emitting his oppressive aura and laughed before looking at Ye Wen.
Taking a pill out of his pocket, Mo Fan flicked it into Ye Wen's mouth as his wounded body immediately healed leaving nothing behind. Looking at the person before him, Mo Fan noticed that Ye Wen had a handsome face.
Though his face wasn't too handsome but still nice to look at. Suddenly, Ye Wen pushed Mo Fan back and ran away with all his might without saying a word.
When his figure was gone, Mo Fan shook his head and followed behind him.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
With his physical prowess, Mo Fan quickly caught up to Ye Wen quickly. Seeing Mo Fan behind him, Ye Wen continued running as Mo Fan continued trailing behind him. The disciples watched the two men playing cat and mouse.
"The hell? Why are they playing at a time like this? Hang on, is that Ye Wen? Who is that chasing him?" one of the disciples said.
After chasing him for over ten minutes, Ye Wen's breathing finally became haggard as he stopped running when he reached a small mountain.
"Seems like you can't run anymore" Mo Fan said standing behind the former. "What do you want?" Ye Wen replied with his somewhat high pitched voice. Mo Fan was surprised to hear a young man his age who sounded like a little boy despite having a large Adam's apple.
"I am Mo Fan" Mo Fan spoke with a smile revealing his set of perfect white teeth that didn't have a single blemish.
"So? I heard the three of them before" Ye Wen replied sharply. "Look, I understand how you feel but I know that you can become strong" Mo Fan answered truthfully.
"Understand? What do you understand? I watched my parents die in front of my very eyes! I couldn't do a single thing! The only reason I'm alive is that the murderer allowed me to live out of pity! He told me to become strong! To remember his face, and one day come to get revenge! What can you possibly understand!" Ye Wen shouted as tears dripped down the side of his face.
Mo Fan didn't continue talking about it since the former had put it that way. Of course, he could understand, his entire village was slaughtered, he didn't even know who killed them. Shaking his head, Mo Fan spoke again, "Didn't you say that you wanted to become strong? To get revenge?"
"Of course! But how can I? I've spent two years in the sect, I couldn't even reach the Body Tempering Realm! At this rate, I might get kicked out in a couple of months! I'll die a dog's death before I can do anything!" Ye Wen shouted again.
"Then come with me, I can help you become strong" Mo Fan replied. "You? Someone who has always been strong is saying that to me?" Ye Wen said with doubt.
"You may not believe me, but to tell you the truth. I haven't reached the Body Tempering realm either" Mo Fan replied truthfully.
A look of doubt flashed across Ye Wen's face, "Bull*hit! You just defeated three people at the Body Tempering stage two just by running into them! They spat out mouthfuls of blood and even ran away pissing themselves!" Ye Wen shouted.
"It's true, I really haven't reached the Body Tempering Realm and I can already defeat those at the stage. If you follow me, you too will become strong" Mo Fan said.
Ye Wen's doubtful expression lessened slightly as he began to believe Mo Fan. Even though they had just met, for some reason he could tell that Mo Fan was telling the truth.
Mo Fan put his fist forward and said "Come, we can become strong together. I will help you avenge your parents"
Ye Wen nodded as he stepped forward and placed his fist towards Mo Fan's making them touch.
