Day 98 Tournament end

Zhao Yan had just fried a random cultivator. Showing his 5th Heavenly Realm cultivation. The crowd was impressed with the young Flame Martial Artist.

"Already there, and only at the age of 19." A cultivator said a little shamefully. He himself was 27 and just reached the 5th heavenly layer. "He's definitely the most outstanding genius of our Blue Carp town."

'I didn't think that Zhao Yan's strength would have already reached a level like this.' Lin Yin was somewhat impressed. BUt that level of strength would not help her with the family trouble she had. Her eyes looked to Ye Xinghe in pity then towards Liang Yu. 'I wonder if he will come out on top?'

"It's your turn Ye Xinghe, don't forget our bet!" Zhao Yan's voice was arrogant as he spoke towards the crowd. His pride rising higher and higher from the stares of admiration from the crowd. "Or have you decided to hide away until my strength drops?"

"I Ye Xinghe am no coward." Ye Xinghe stepped into the arena. Before he could start, another stepped in. The crowd liking the developing situation. "Liang Yu, what is the meaning of this?"

"I have important matters to attend to, this needs to be solved now." Liang Yu removed his outer robe. His vest the only thing covering his top half. "No rules about multiple people fighting at once."

He turned towards Lin Yin making direct eye contact.

"I do not care about the way things are currently set up but you are needed for certain matters even more so now." He gave her a simple fist salute as an apology. Lin Yin was confused but would understand soon enough. "I will remove the problem for your marriage and then we will talk it over in private. They.." A scowl at the Ye clan and Zhao clan members in the audience. "... after all dragged me into this."

"What's happening here?" A cultivator had no idea what was going on. He looked around for an answer. The faces of the crowd not helping his lack of information. "Any one mind telling me?"

"You must have just got back in town." A local said. "The Zhao clan made a bet with the Ye clan over some mines. Liang Yu was.. convinced to join for some reason or another."

"I do not have time for this..." Liang Yu released his cultivation. His 5th Heavenly Layer weighed on the stadium forcing Ye Xinghe and Zhao Yan knees to buckle. This solved the rumors about him losing his cultivation due to some medicine. "..I must remind you who stands on top in the younger group!"

Ye Xinghe caught sight of An Xueyun and froze up. The excitement in his heart caused him to break free of the pressure subconsciously. Simple infatuation was the friend of Star Martial Cultivator.

'I can't let her think I haven't improved! Need to show her she can count on me!' Ye Xinghe circulates his QI and charges. "If you insist, let's do this!"

"Raaahhh!" Zhao Yan broke through due to pure humiliation. Having been underestimated, he charged with Ye Xinghe. "I will make you pay for that!"

*Woosh!* Ye Xinghe sent a wave of star energy forward.

*Fwoosh!* Zhao Yan launched a concentrated fireball.

Pinched in from both sides, the crowd thought the worse of the situation. Liang Yu just raised his hands in defense. His qi at his fingertips.

*Snap!* With a twitch of his fingers, he ignited he qi right before contact. The counterforce hitting just right distorted both attacks harmlessly.

"Pathetic." Liang Yu said. He clenched his fists distorting the air. Flames appeared around his opponents. Mimicking his hand movements and gestures. Modify the technique of Fire Burst with his own insights. "Not even worth the hassle really."

Zhao Yan created a Crimson Flame Shield as he moved. Wanting to fight fire with fire.

Ye Xinghe moved away quickly as possible. Remembering that Liang Yu had some really weird attacks at times. This being one of them. He manages to slip out of the "Moving Fire" hand that enclosed in front of him.

*Booom! Boom!* A dual explosion pushed them both out of the ring into the dirt. The same thing did not happen equally on both sides. Ye Xinghe was relatively fine, but Zhao Yan's body was covered in burn marks.

"Ye Xinghe!" An Xueyun yelled out worried. She wanted to check on him but was held back by an elder. "Tch!"

"This is not the place." The elder warned. It was bad enough they were even here.

"I do not have time for this.." Liang Yu addressed the crowd. Provoking those martial artists that wanted to challenge for Lin Yin. His eyes stopping on the girls' father warningly. "..Lin Yin is my friend and you all are not worthy of her. If you are..."

*Fwish!* A pillar of fire appeared with a lift of his palm.

"..get your ass in here and beat me!" A few will be insulted and give him all the justification he needed for afterward attacks. As well as creating some issues in the Lin family. "Oh?"

"I was careless just now!" Zhao Yan jumped back into the ring. Almost frothing at the mouth. "That time does not count!"

"The rules say you get one shot..." Liang Yu kicked off the ground covering the distance in a single leap between the two. His hand appeared grabbing Zhao Yan's throat. ".. to not put the Lin family in your eyes let alone me, you just want to die."

The qi in the arena turned savage. The Zhao patriarch feared for his son and charged in. He did not want his son to die. The implication could be smoothed over but this could in a fatality.

"Little brat, don't you dare!" He yelled voraciously. Liang Yu circled his Flame Vortex Core producing some lighting in his opposite hand. "You think you can take me!" Outraged at seeing his words disregard made him incensed.

Forgetting that Liang Yu was a member of the Dark Moon Family was only because of the relationship he had with the steward. One that was not paying out well enough on the Zhao family's end.

*Bzzztt!* Lighting sparked around. With a flick of the wrist, he tossed a flame spear full of lighting at the fatty. Before anyone could act, the Zhao patriarch was sent flying back in the other direction at the edge of the arena.

*Thud!* The body made an ugly sound against the ground. The spear still there protruding from his chest. The fatty was alive but in intense pain. Liang Yu did not remove his grip around the son as he walked over.

"I know I can." Liang Yu's voice came out like booming thunder. His footsteps like heavy footfalls of a death general. He grabbed the spear while standing in the arena still. "The matter with the Azure Feather clan.. consider it over. I mean, your son lost, Ye Xinghe lost, and I won. EVen beating you who jumped into the arena. So things will remain as they have..."

The crowd had mixed feelings. A 5th Heavenly Layer doing something like this was unheard of. Especially a Flame Martial Artist.

"I.. kuff... understand!" Fatty Zhao looked at his son with hope. "..we serve the Dark Moon family.. surely you won't kill my.. son.." Liang Yu smiled as he finished getting his point across. The Flame Spear had injected his qi inside fatty Zhao. Slowly busting wildly in key locations. 'What is with this fiery qi of his!?'

"Of course, just remember who you yield to." Liang Yu released him. 'My flame qi has settled nicely inside them both. I may not be able to control them but I can kill them whenever I need to for a few months. just need to look into this more later.'

"Damn you.." Zhao Yan became furious. He built he qi up ready to go all out. "I will.."

*Bam!* Liang Yu punched him in the gut as his other arm let him go. Zhao Yan was sent out of the arena once more. Just hunched over like a shrimp in pain. Landing on the ground, his eyes rolled over as puke forcefully left his mouth.

"The matter is finished.. understood old Ye?" Liang Yu asked. It was more of a command but polite enough.

"This vassal understands." Old Ye bowed in understanding. "We are grateful for your assistance." The Ye's took a step back not wanting any more trouble. Ye Xinghe was slightly unwilling but did nothing. 'This will be a chance for him to grow I hope.'

The old man was actually grateful this happened. If Ye Xinghe grew to quickly, to much trouble would pop up. If Liang Yu drew the ire of the Zhao clan, a chance for the Ye clan could grow a little more before things turned worse.

"When I came to Blue Carp Town, to take part in Yin'er's martial contest..." Thunder clan member said loudly. "...I originally felt that it was somewhat meaningless. That not a single fighter my age would be here. I am interested in you!"

He jumped into the ring raring to go. Battle intent in his eyes already. As he strode forward, his qi circled madly. A dragon martial artist that specialized in lighting. Black scales formed around the eyes, arms, and legs that were covered by pants.

"Interesting.. I wonder if you are better than the other Dragon ones I have fought?" Liang Yu rolled his neck. "Lin Yin my friend, you do not mind if I break him do you?"

"Ummm, it is ok." Lin Yin nodded. Her smile was very enchanting. "Just do not kill him or cripple. We do owe them a little. I think sparing him alone is enough." She didn't mind reaching a little more with the agreement between the two. "This is enough to settle accounts." She looked to her father with a smile. "I am sure this will settle debts, right?" Had to be sure of course.

"If he can beat him, then sure." The Lin family Patriarch already thought of ways to handle the situation. But it all depended on the results of the fight. 'The Dark Moon Family is not to bad to get involved with.'

"Humph!" He charged forward wanting to solve it martially. Aware his qi was inferior after thinking of the rumors told in his clan about Liang Yu and the display he just witnessed.

"Tsk!" Liang Yu grabbed the extended fist and twisted it forcefully. Lei Hong was not expecting that. Not many competed with Dragon Martial Artist head-on. Tearing a few tendons and burning the nerves with his flame qi something else not expected happened. "Damn you!"

*Bzzt!* A purple lighting left from Lei Hong hitting against Liang Yu's own electrical field.

Liang Yu sent a jab straight to his jaw after breaking the grab some. It was dodged with ease by his opponent. Misjudging the attack entirely as the air near Lei Hong's head heated up.

*Boom!* A small explosion of fire racked against Lei Hong's eardrum. The flash of heat blinding him on that side momentarily. Before he could recover, a blow was delivered to his ribcage.

"Ugh!" Lei Hong took a few heavy steps back. Clutching his side unbelieving the pain he was under. "A Flame Martial Artist... should not be this physically strong!"

"Pft!" Liang Yu pursued his opponent jumping up and grabbing the back of his head. Doing a clutch and his opponents' poor stance, he flipped him over onto the arena floor. Not out of the ring but onto his back. "Hah!" Liang Yu sent two Flame Spears at his opponent.

Lei Hong hopped up circulating his qi as he pushed his dragon arts. A barrier of lighting blocked the two attacks. Both Flame Spears dissipated against the force.

"I am not that easy!" Lei Hong had little horns appear on his head. His arms almost doubling in size. "Time for some payback!" He shook as lightning crackled around him. Boosting his speed as he moved.

"Haaaa." Liang Yu exhaled as he activated Fire Body. All across his skin, lines of qi formed. Lighting circling the arena. "There!" The lighting was able to pick up the different charged lighting of his opponent. Palm raised guiding to block against it.

*Wham!* Palm met fist in a deadlock. Lei Hong's other fist charged in qi came around. Another palm strike blocked it.

"Heh, we are evenly matched it seems!" Lei Hong taunted.

"Heh!" Liang Yu pushed his qi towards the Metal Seed. Little small metal lines filled the qi lines on his body already that showed. "We are not evenly matched! I deny it!"

The muscles in Liang Yu's body were finally getting pushed as needed. Exactly what he needed to push his techniques more to the next level. His hands clutched Lei Hong's as he pushed back in a power struggle.

*Crack!* The tile under Lei Hong's feet started to break as he held his ground. Feet sliding back. He pushed his cultivation even harder determine to when the power struggle. But he gained no ground and his lighting was starting to dissipate.

"You study lighting techniques so deeply as well!" Lei Hong was more suprised than angry at the way the fight went. Only paying half as attention at what he heard from his clansmen. This was the kind of fight he wanted. "After I win, we can discuss techniques!" Pulling on a forbidden technique his dragon arts transformation increased further. "Woooaahh!" He bellowed.

"Damn, can't have you injuring your cultivation base." Liang Yu smirked. He finally rembered some more about the young man he was fighting. He let his arms relax just a bit changing the stance of them both. Lei Hong slid forward from the momentum. "Hup!"

Liang yu grabbed the arms and used them as a holder. He did a back flip with his qi at the tip of his feet. Flame and lighting connected just right.

*Bam!* A force left the arena on impact. Liang Yu's foot connected against Lei Hong's chin. The flame knocking it back forcefully. The abrupt shake disrupting the way Lei Hong was able to deploy the forbidden technique. The lighting from Liang Yu making the rattling of the brain worse as it clashed against Lei Hong's qi and lighting.

"Hah!" Liang Yu exerted a force of qi to blast Lei Hong out of the arena. "Well, that was something." A member of the Thunder family caught Lei Hong before he hit the ground. "Well, anyone else?"

The crowd said nothing. A few of the families enjoying the fight. Seeing the Thunder Family knocked down a few pegs was more than satisfactory. Disrupting the Lin clans' plans more were a bonus to.

But the Dark Moon family's young master was growing into a problem. No way the clan would not elevate Laing Yu's status after today.

A few making plans to deal with. But not all. The ones who knew that Liang Yu was not fond of his family due to certain events were thinking of ways to become close with him.

"Well, we have our winner." Lin Zhanyun announced conflicted a little. But he was not prepared for the next action taking place. His daughter started chuckling under her breath while looking at a bag that was brought over.