NOVEL SIMPLE The modestly decline and courtesy Nangong Ye just showed won high praise from everyone present immediately.
At the sight of things happening on the stage, Murong Qingyan responded with a sneer, Nangong Ye even had the impudence to playact during the competition. What a sheer hypocrite he was!
Soon, the contest in the arena began.
Faced with such a powerful opponent, Qiuyuan Qi dared not slack off, putting his unique skill into play at the very beginning. He picked up his sword and attacked Nangong Ye with Metaphysical Forces surrounded.
However, it was clear that Qiuyuan Qi and Nangong Ye weren’t at the same level. Confronted with Qiu’s fierce offensive, Nangong Ye appeared to counter the attack with skill and ease.
Now that Qiuyuan Qi managed to pass the first round of match as a member of the Qiuyuan clan, it allowed of no doubt that he was of pretty high ability. But for Nangong Ye who served as his opponent in the second round, he would stand a much better chance of keeping on with it. However, things happened in this way and there was no turning back.
Several rounds were fought. Seeing Nangong Ye dodge a storm of fighting casually, Qiuyuan Qi felt a sense of powerlessness well up within him, and the feeling seemed to be more and more intense.
He was aware of a great disparity in strength between himself and Nangong Ye, but it was impossible to retreat from the contest at the moment.
Qiuyuan Qi had no other choice but to infuse all his Metaphysical Forces into his sword. The blade was full of momentum at once, above which the flow of psychic forces was barely visible. Afterwards, he went all out to stab Nangong Ye.
Sink or swim depended on this move.
Such an attack would struck terror into anyone else.
However, Nangong Ye showed no sign of nervousness. After a sideways move, he got out of the violent assault smoothly.
The audience burst into an uproar, a large part of whom gave Nangong Ye a cheer.
The crowd was still cheering when Nangong Ye suddenly disappeared from the ring.
Before anyone gave a response, Nangong Ye reappeared in the front of Qiuyuan Qi. With his right fist clenched, Nangong Ye carried a combative air and dashed towards Qiuyuan Qi.
“Flying Tiger Boxing-”
Nangong Ye roared loudly. Seemingly slow, his fist fell on Qiuyuan Qi’s body as quick as a flash of lightning. It was too late for Qiuyuan Qi to dodge. He felt only a spell of pain in his abdomen before he could react.
Then he flew out of the ring and fell straight to the ground.
Though falling down, Qiuyuan Qi suffered little. Just in a moment, he struggled to stand up.
Looking at Nangong Ye who stood on the ring with graceful manners, Qiuyuan Qi cupped one fist in the other hand before his chest to express his gratitude to Nangong Ye, “Thanks for your mercy.”
The enthusiasm of the whole square was sparked instantly. The crowd burst into thunderous applause, and some ladies of noble birth even kept no reserved manner, yelling his name out.
In the sight of the audiences, Nangong Ye behaved in the proper way and maintained the poise of a modest and scrupulous gentleman even in the contest.
A powerful, graceful and modest man in white, Nangong Ye was in keeping with the aspiration of all unmarried women for their Prince Charming.
At the sight of Nangong Ye’s performance, the honored guests seating themselves in the auditorium couldn’t help giving a nod.
Even a gleam of appreciation flickered across Feng Fei’s face towards Nangong Ye.