In the afternoon, Qiu Yong originally wanted Ling Chen to stay in his room and continue resting, but upon hearing that there would be a competition for a grand prize in the afternoon, Ling Chen could no longer sit still. He knew that this afternoon was the real highlight. For the grand prize prepared by the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, many experts would make their move, and Ling Chen didn’t want to miss such an event.
At Ling Chen’s repeated requests, Qiu Yong reluctantly agreed to take him to the venue.
Upon arriving at the venue and as everyone settled into their seats, Ling Chen imdiately noticed that many people’s gazes were focused on him, pointing and discussing.
"See that? That’s Ling Chen, the guy who claims he wants to have a showdown with Shuiyan on the stage."
"He’s really overestimating himself. Shuiyan is ranked in the top five of the Newcor List; he hasn’t even made it into the top ten. What qualifications does he have to challenge Shuiyan? He’s just asking for trouble."
There were others with a different opinion, saying, "You can’t say that. Ling Chen is after all one of the Eight Eccentrics. Each of the Eight Eccentrics possesses unique skills. You saw yesterday’s competition too, where Yuan Yun defeated a Dragon List expert. Perhaps Ling Chen truly has so real abilities."
Ling Chen ignored the surrounding discussions and sat quietly, waiting for the martial arts competition to begin.
After a while, the host Zhou Qi stepped onto the stage, looked around at the audience with a smile, and said, "Ladies and gentlen, as the Heavenly chanism Chaos Battle progresses, we are approaching the most exciting match. Whoever wins this afternoon’s match will receive a premium Heavenly chanism Pill provided by the Heavenly chanism Pavilion. You all know the value of the premium Heavenly chanism Pill, so I won’t say much more. Rember, there’s only one chance; please cherish it."
After speaking, Zhou Qi turned and stepped down from the stage, waiting for the first contestant to co up.
By this ti, everyone’s gaze in the venue was on the Dragon List experts. It was clear to everyone that the Dragon List experts were the main attraction of the afternoon; others were just there to add to the excitent.
Seeing that no one was coming up to the stage for a while, Liu Yunsong from the Dangyang Sect suddenly stood up and walked confidently to the stage. He greeted the audience with a bow and said, "Since no one wishes to go first, let be the trailblazer. Who is willing to co up and give so pointers?"
"Big brother, let do it," Xia Yue said eagerly.
Qiu Yong shook his head and said, "Don’t rush, let’s watch for a bit first."
As his words fell, a young man slowly walked out from the crowd, with a handso face wearing a gentle and humble smile, and leaped onto the stage.
Ling Chen was sowhat surprised; he hadn’t expected that the contestant would be a young man of similar age to himself.
The young man, about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, stood tall and clean, with a friendly smile that gave a refreshing feeling. Combined with his handso face, it added a bit of charm to him.
"Oh my!"
As the young man took to the stage, a wave of exclamations imdiately erupted from the venue.
"It’s actually Song Ge."
"Why did he co to the stage?"
Hearing the voices from the stands, Ling Chen was taken aback. This young man was actually Song Ge, the top-ranked fighter on the Newcor List.
"Big brother, can he also participate in the Heavenly chanism Chaos Battle?"
"Why not," Qiu Yong replied. "Heavenly chanism Pavilion has not restricted anyone from participating. As long as you have the ability, even soone from the Newcor List can challenge these Dragon List masters." At this, Qiu Yong looked at Song Ge with a great interest and murmured to himself: "I’ve heard that Song Ge, the first of the Newcor List, is powerfully skilled and unfathomably mysterious. Nobody knows how strong he actually is. Today is a good opportunity to see whether he really lives up to his reputation."
At this mont, Liu Yunsong on the stage saw Song Ge appearing, his face imdiately shifted, his eyes narrowed hiding a cold glint, and he managed to squeeze out a slight smile, saying: "So it’s Song."
Song Ge politely clasped his fists and with utmost courtesy, he said: "Mr. Liu, please be gentle, I look forward to learning from you."
"Of course."
During the conversation, Liu Yunsong glanced at the seats of the Dangyang Sect, only to see Sect Leader Zhu Jin nodding subtly to him. Liu Yunsong imdiately understood, turned his head to look at Song Ge on the stage, and made an inviting gesture saying: "You are junior, you make the first move."
"Then I shall not hold back."
As the words fell, Song Ge’s face still wore a gentle smile, his legs moving swiftly like the wind, stepping in strange patterns, quickly moving around Liu Yunsong, maintaining a distance of about a ter.
Seeing Song Ge’s actions, Ling Chen nodded silently; the man was indeed smart, not launching a direct attack, but first probing Liu Yunsong’s depth. The one-ter distance he maintained was just perfect, ready to advance or retreat, capable of responding promptly to any action from the opponent.
At that mont, Liu Yunsong stood still on the spot, following Song Ge’s footsteps closely with his gaze, shifting positions as he moved.
Half a minute went by, and Liu Yunsong, who had been observing Song Ge’s movents, finally decided to make a move. His fingers like sharp claws, quickly reached forward, grasping toward Song Ge’s shoulder.
Liu Yusong’s timing and positioning were very precise; by the ti the audience realized, Liu Yusong’s hand had already locked onto Song Ge’s shoulder. Successfully landing the first strike, Liu Yunsong’s face lit up with joy, imdiately pressing forward, hoping to take this chance to defeat Song Ge.
As Liu Yunsong rapidly approached him, Song Ge still wore a smiling face, undisturbed.
A figure flashed, and when Liu Yunsong ca up close, Song Ge’s shoulder shook slightly, and for so reason, Liu Yunsong’s fingers were shaken off, slipping down from Song Ge’s shoulder.
This sudden change imdiately shocked Liu Yunsong, who quickly retreated backward. But by then, Song Ge, with his agile steps, rapidly closing in on Liu Yunsong. Then, he raised a single palm and delivered what seed like a light slap.
Without a word, Liu Yunsong folded his arms across his chest, palm against the back of his hand, forming a cross shape to et Song Ge’s fleshly palm.
Bang!
Accompanied by a muffled sound, Liu Yunsong’s body slightly leaned back as if he had lost his balance, his steps retreating continuously until he stabilized himself two ters away.
Seeing this scene, the crowd at the venue were taken aback, their eyes showing disbelief.
Nobody expected that a prestigious Dragon List master would be repeatedly embarrassed by Song Ge’s hands. And seeing how effortlessly Song Ge handled himself, it seed like he hadn’t even used his full strength.
He truly lived up to his reputation as the first-ranked in the Newcor List. Ling Chen marveled silently.
"Mr. Liu, no need to hold back too much, I can still withstand. Let’s go again!" Song Ge said with a smile.
Hearing the teasing tone in his voice, Liu Yunsong’s face quickly darkened. Losing to a junior would completely disgrace him.
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