Nie Songping took a glance and didn’t speak. In the previous years, he still felt that Lao Wang was an understanding man. Now it seems that he had become older and confused¹ .



Lin Yuhao’s mouth was full of various ways of consolation for Qingyun, yet he did not let all of it out at once. Once he got arrived on stage, he showed off the “ Graceful steps² ” he had come up with which had attracted everyone’s attention and praise for the past two years. He Lao will come to see his game soon and Lin Yuhao naturally needed to perform well.

Qingyun stood in the middle of the stage, seeing through Lin Yuhao’s actions with one look, he suddenly hooked up his lips and smiled as he stepped right in front of Lin Yuhao.

“Your body skill came from the Qing family’s martial arts.”

As soon as he said this, Lin Yuhao was in a state of turmoil and almost made a mistake with his footwork. In the private room, mother Lin’s pupil shrank. She took the Qing family’s martial arts and handed it to Lin Yuhao. But Lin Yuhao made some changes. Unexpectedly, this was seen through by Qingyun.

“What? Is what Qingyun said true?” There was another discussion under the stage, “Isn’t this ‘Graceful Steps’ Mr. Lin’s original creation?”

“This must be Qingyun’s nonsense, this ‘Graceful Steps’ was what you and I watched Mr. Lin evolve from one game to another!”

“The Qing family is just a second-class family. What good martial arts skills would they have? “



“Look, this is the ‘ Flying Snow Steps³ ’ of the Qing family, it’s not your grandstanding⁴ “Graceful Steps.”” Qingyun said in a cold voice, his figure suddenly drifted up, like the flying snow in the night sky following behind Lin Yuhao silently.

Lin Yuhao’s pupils shrunk, and his heart was full of disbelief. His “Graceful Steps” came from the “Flying Snow Steps” of the Qing family. Yes, it was the essence of the Qing family’s martial arts. Back then, even Qing Haolin had only a small success in this move. How did this waste, Qingyun, succeed in performing this?

Each step took Qingyun seemed to be profound and stop in front of Lin Yuhao unexpectedly, every time. His body suddenly blurred and disappeared from the challenge arena, which made people open their eyes to follow his silhouette, but even the edge of his clothes was nowhere to be found.

Qingyun was always a genius in martial arts. The martial arts of this small world can be mastered with just a glance. Although the “Flying Snow Steps” is difficult to master, it did not trouble him.

Nie Chenyuan stood in the private room of the Nie house, pulled open the curtain and looked at Qingyun, completely infatuated with him.

“This… These two body methods seem to come from the same origin, and it is obvious that Qingyun made them… ” One person only said half of his words, but the audience around him knew it clearly. What Qingyun used was obviously more authentic and obviously more superior, full of aesthetic feeling and implied murderous intent, which was extremely weird.

“Good!” Suddenly an old voice full of admiration rang out, which contained a strong momentum and continued throughout the venue.



Zhang Jingguo saw the man clearly, and his face was startled, “ He Lao⁵ !”

Without regard to the crowd of people obstructing him, He Lao followed Gu Lang in the outer ring of the challenge arena, “Excellent, wonderful! Every step is like a snowflake falling, which can be hurried or slow. No trace left behind by the falling snow, it’s like a ghost killing invisibly!”

“No, that’s not right!” His complexion changed, then displayed obsession. He bent to observe the trail from where Qingyun’s landed. However, it seemed to be extremely difficult, he failed to follow them several times, “This… This trail…”

The more He Lao looked, the more frightened he became. He couldn’t help but give Qingyun a deep look.

“Who is this man? I’m tired of him going around all over the place! ” Someone under the stage impatiently called out that the old man in untidy clothes around the challenge arena who seriously affected their mood to watch the match. At this time, they didn’t realize that their mind had been completely attracted by Qingyun’s technique.

“Keep your voice down!” A man reached out to hit the audience who had just spoken, leaned over and whispered, “don’t look at his slovenliness, it’s the strongest person in the ancient martial arts world today, and the one most likely to reach First Heaven!”

“What? Is he in Central Heaven? Then why doesn’t it seem he is to be able to catch up with Qingyun?”

The audience was surprised. Looking at Qingyun, they shook their heads and sighed. This match was really unexpected to them.

Lin Yuhao was completely embarrassed by Qingyun’s pursuit. However, Qingyun was like a cat playing a mouse. He could easily stop him, yet he doesn’t attack so easily. He tried to escape, but he was caught again and again. Lin Yuhao was thoroughly beaten black and blue.

“Impossible impossible impossible!” Lin Yuhao saw at the teasing look in Qingyun’s eyes and his eyes became red. He turned around and saw that He Lao, who is currently filled with expectation, chasing Qingyun’s trail like a madman. He immediately became frustrated at heart, so mad that he spits out a mouthful of blood!

Qingyun slowly paused and looked at Lin Yuhao, his eyes displaying a provoking look.

“Good!”

The audience didn’t know why. They didn’t know that Lin Yuhao was angry when he vomited blood. They thought it was Qingyun who hurt him. They were so excited at the sight that they immediately forgot their position before the game and called for Qingyun to say hello. After that, they started to chat with each other. Unexpectedly, when they turned their heads to look at each other, they had the same expressions as their friends.

“Boy! Boy! Please teach me, you can teach me what kind of Flying Snow Steps you just used! ” He Lao wanted to climb up to the challenge arena right now and even said, “I worship you as my teacher!”

Then he knelt down and kowtowed to Qingyun a few times.



In the private room, several family heads were silent. Looking at the He Lao who kowtowed to Qingyun and threatened him (QY) to formally acknowledged him (HL) as his teacher, then looking at Qingyun, who had profound footwork and a deep level of cultivation, his face was full of bitterness.

On the other hand, Nie Songping is no longer faking anymore. He was happily eating melon seeds.

Qingyun ignores He Lao. He knew this man’s identity, he’s a martial arts maniac. It seems that his friendship with Lin Yuhao is not very deep.

Qingyun doesn’t care, but when Lin Yuhao saw He Lao, the person whom he wanted attention from even if he risked his life, is now fanatically trying to attract Qingyun’s attention, his state of mind was in turmoil again. He held his fist charging towards Qingyun and roared at him.

He seemed impulsive and mad, but a glimmer of darkness flashed through his eyes. Lin Yuhao’s fist withheld a cold poisonous, dark energy. As long as Qingyun was hit, the consequences would be the same as his father’s, not even knowing how he died.

“Running Thunder?” Qingyun laughed and shot out a fist at the same time shooting out air waves visible to the naked eye. Lin Yuhao collapsed on the ring like a rag doll.

The move Running Thunder is Lin Yuhao’s trademark technique. Not some special martial technique, just an entry martial technique of the ancient Wujie Street. At the time, Lin Yuhao used this simple martial technique to show his astonishing power, becoming famous in one battle.

Didn’t expect that Qingyun would use this move to bring him down.

Ignoring He Lao, who was still pestering for an apprenticeship on the side, Qingyun slowly walked towards Lin Yuhao.

Lin Yuhao was bewildered. He moved his eyes and looked at the approaching Qingyun. Disregarding his injuries, he opened his mouth and asked: “Why? Why didn’t you resist when I abused you and destroyed your Dantian? Why didn’t you Resist! You clearly have such a deep cultivation! Why?! “

The audience beneath the platform couldn’t help but be surprised. What did Lin Yuhao say he did? Beating Qingyun and destroying Qingyun’s Dantian?

Nie Chenyuan stood in the private room and heard it clearly, he had speculations about what had happened before. But hearing it now still made his heart tighten, feeling very distressed for Qingyun, and hating Lin Yuhao through to the bone.

Qingyun didn’t answer his question, just looked down at him and asked him a question.

“How does it feel to fall down where you first made your name?”



Filled with hatred, Lin Yuhao instantly understood what Qingyun meant. This man just wanted to let him be raised up high only to be thrown mercilessly down, just to see himself in this place, under the attention of tens of thousands of people, be defeated by his trademark move! Really so heartless, and such a patient temperament!

Qingyun looked around the venue. That’s right, this is where Lin Yuhao’s reputation as a winner in life first started, but also the beginning of Qingyun’s misery. At the time, Qingyun, who has yet to reach 18, was here to watch his father be defeated, his mother abandoned her child and the family, then had her Dan Tian destroyed and tragically killed.

Both Qingyun and Lin Yuhao’s lives were changed here the first time, so why not have it change the second time?

Coldly looking at Lin Yuhao’s body, Qingyun slowly squatted down, the debt of ruining Qingyun Dantian had yet to be calculated.

“Qingyun! Stop!”

Mother Lin breathlessly ran down the stairs and to the platform to stop Qingyun’s action.

Qingyun squatted beside Lin Yuhao and turned to look at Mother Lin.

“Mom?”

Hearing this form of address, Mother Lin immediately felt that there was some leeway. She steadied her breath and showed a gentle yet helpless expression towards Qingyun, seemingly crying yet smiling: “Xiao Yun, listen to your mother. Come down, the competition is over, mother knows you are brilliant.”

“Yu Hao is your brother. Didn’t you always want a brother ever since you were young? Don’t let the disputes of the previous generation continue onto the next generation alright?”

“Mom, you …” Qingyun looked at Mother Lin with a long sigh. His eyes reflected a strange light, seemingly easing a little.

When Zhang Jingguo saw this, his tightly wound heart relaxed a little, a corner of his mouth couldn’t help revealing a smile. Where there is life, there is hope. As long as Qingyun released Lin Yuhao, then Lin Yuhao’s potential could definitely break through.

Nie Songping looked at the screen and couldn’t help but slightly sigh.

He raised the tea cup, bowed his head and sipped the tea to hide the lament in his eyes. In his opinion, Qingyun was good at everything, cultivation was even more extraordinary, but his biggest shortcoming was that he was too young.

“Young people are soft-hearted …”

As soon as his voice fell, he heard a heaven piercing scream, startling him into shaking his hands, spilling the whole cup of tea onto his face.