Yan Li won again!

After a brief silence, a wave of cheers broke out under the stage.

Glancing at the eight-section broken steel sword, Yan Li sighed slightly, and then looked at the Wushuang Sword, which lay aside.

He walked leisurely to pick the Sword, ignoring Ye Tianye, who had become disabled in this contest. Yan Li jumped down the platform and came to Meng Wushuang.

Meng's dimmed face turned to be a little bit brighter, thinking "Yan Li knows how to behave in this situation. He must want to please me by taking the opportunity of giving me my sword back!"

Walking slowly, Yan stopped at Meng, but Meng appeared to be aloof with his head up as if he saw n.o.body.

"Respectful s.h.i.+xiong Meng."

"Huh!" Meng hummed in response.

Yan did not care Meng's indifference, but said at a steady pace "In accordance with the rules, the winner is allowed to take the loser's weapon away as the award. The Wushuang Sword, now it is mine. I come specially to inform you. I hope you do not mind!"

"What...How dare you!"

An unbelievable look flashed in Meng's eyes, but then he said coldly to Yan Li.

Yan Li shook his head unconcernedly, appearing to ignore his threat. "Why not? When s.h.i.+xiong Meng has lent the Wushuang Sword to Ye Tianyu, you should expect that Ye might lose, so does your sword."

In spite of his anger at Yan, Meng's eyes became even colder. "Yan Li, do you want to be an enemy with me?"

"I feel honored to have an enemy like you, s.h.i.+xiong Meng. So long." Yan smiled and turned away.

"Stop!"

Meng became furious. Taking a large step, he clutched the right shoulder of Yan as fast as lightning.

But out of his expectation, he failed. Yan moved a few feet from the cross, and looked back to Meng, speaking in a cool tone “What? s.h.i.+xiong Meng? Are you gonna to break the rules of the Palace? Do you want to fight with your fellow without a proper reason?"

Meng glared at Yan. After a short break, a few words came out from his mouth "Great! Yan Li, you are so great. I, Meng Wushuang, will never forget you!"

"Me too. s.h.i.+xiong Meng!"

Yan replied slowly. He knew that Ye Tianyu had no courage to challenge him if he was not supported by Meng. Now that Meng did not take him seriously, Yan could ruin his fake kindness.

Dropping the long sleeves, Meng left the spot, which raised many people's interests.

Suddenly, Yan Li s.h.i.+fted his eyesight on Lin Hua, smiling ironically. "s.h.i.+xiong Lin. I've heard that you bet on Ye again. As it is said 'A fall into the pit, a gain in your wit.' How can you make the same mistake?"

Lin Hua was so narrow-minded that he wanted to kill Yan a long time ago. And this time Lin lost money due to Yan's victory. Lin must have the intention to kill Yan in order to get rid of him. It was natural that Yan satirized him with a few words after knowing his idea.

A gentleman was not a fool. Modesty didn't mean no fightback.

As for those who treated me with good intentions, I would treat them better. As for those who wanted harm me, I would revenge!

This was Yan Li's philosophy.

Lin Hua's face became extremely gloomy. He lost another 2 million, which made him annoyed. Plus, Yan's words made him lose his temper. "Yan Li. Let's wait and see!"

"Yan Li." A youth with gentle look came to Yan.

"Your honored s.h.i.+xiong Nangong!"

Yan bowed to greet him.

"s.h.i.+di Yan. Your performance goes beyond my expectation. Congratulations!"

"Thank you very much. s.h.i.+xiong Nangong." Yan answered without any emotion.

Nangong Yong glanced at Yan implicitly. "You can consider about the matter s.h.i.+di Yun told you before."

"Thanks to your appreciation, s.h.i.+xiong Nangong. But ..."

Nangong Yong interrupted Yan Li unhappily, "s.h.i.+di Yan. Answer the question carefully. You have become the enemy with Meng Wushang and Lin Hua. Would you be able to stay in the school if you become my enemy?"

"s.h.i.+xiong Nangong. Is it a threat?" Yan Li's face turned gloomy suddenly.

"It's both a threat and a warning!" Nangong Yong appeared to be a little disdainful, as if he could control Yan Li.

"Who are you to ask my master to follow you! You are not qualified to do so!"

A sudden sound came from the back. Uncle Wu walked slowly, followed by six persons, Xue Zhan, Lin Wu, Lin Wen, Yao Ling, Situ Xue, and Ling Er.

"Who are you? How dare you take such liberties in Dahuang Palace!" Nangong's face became colder, staring at Uncle Wu.

"I am Wu Zhongmou, and Yan Li is my master!" As he was speaking, an oppressive momentum burst out.

"Xuan...!" Nangong's expression changed dramatically.

"Get out of here!"

Uncle Wu said angrily.

"I am leaving!" Nangong Yong glanced at Yan and Wu with resentment and left immediately with his followers, including Yun Hao. At the same time, something stirred him up because he felt the tiny trace of Uncle Wu's power, which belonged to a master in Xuan realm.

But he was Yan Li's follower. What kind of person could attract a master in Xuan realm to serve him?

Usually, a Xuan master was able to form his own family, a rather small one, but he served Yan Li with all his heart, suggesting that Yan Li must be from a n.o.ble family.

However, none had the second name of “Yan” among the eight large families in the Dayun Empire. Was he the son of a family retreated to live in remote places?

Yan gained great reputation in today's contest as he defeated Ye Tianye again, ordered the Top one of the in-door disciples, Nangong Yong, to leave him, and took the advantage of two Top ten masters, Meng Wushuang and Lin Hua.

"s.h.i.+di Yan, you are so great!" Zuo Han walked to him and greeted him with warm words while unconsciously glanced at Uncle Wu.

Though Wu's power targeted Nangong Yong, Zuo Han felt it, for he stood close enough. Considering Nangong's reaction, Zuo was sure that the gentle middle-aged man was a Xuan master.

"That's a huge compliment, s.h.i.+xiong Zuo." Yan smiled without any pride.

Zuo Han laughed loudly, "Haha, you are modest. s.h.i.+di Yan. There, I've won plenty of silver. What about drinking in the Luoxia Village down the hill? My treat."

"Of course! No problem!" Yan Li discovered Zuo's intention to make friends with him, and he did not refuse. He did not come here to make enemies, but intended to attract people as his followers. Zuo Han could break into the Yuan realm in the future. He was somewhat a talent.

Zuo Han was rich and ostentatious. He called several in-door disciples who were close to him and went down the hill.

The group of people found a restaurant in the town, and ordered some dishes and liquors. The owner treated them with extraordinary hospitality as he knew they came from the Dahuang Palace.

All were youths, so they spoke as freely as they wanted. At sunset, they finished their meal and left the restaurant, going up back to the school.

Ten days pa.s.sed quickly, and Yan lit up all nine whirls, forming a vigor circulation of thunder elements.

"Young Master. Bad news!"

Three days ago, Uncle Wu went down the hill to inquire about the news. He returned today with a heavy heart.

"Uncle Wu, how's it going?" Yan Li suddenly put his sword away and stopped practicing.

"Government officials and military commanders impeached your father, the successor… The emperor made an order to put him in a prison!" Uncle Wu said with a distorted face.

"What! "

Yan suddenly changed his expression, and at the same time, he was irritated. "They were devils. My father was no longer the successor. Why do they want to kill him?"