Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 1523 - 1722: Sinister and Ruthless!

At this moment, although the sky was only faintly bright, most people had already left their accommodations and arrived at the arena.
Hao Jian meandered casually, with Feng Shiyuan following behind him.
Gradually, as the sky grew brighter, more and more people gathered around, all waiting for today's competition to begin. To them, today promised to be an exceptionally exciting day.
Soon, the area near the arena was crowded with people, their conversations creating a noisy atmosphere, yet it could only be described as lively.
A sea of people had gathered here, virtually everyone participating in the Ancient Martial Arts tournament.
The dozen or so arenas, though set apart from each other, were all adjacent and situated in one large venue, making this the place to be for watching the competition.
Before long, the hosts from the Heavenly Machine Pavilion appeared, catching everyone's attention. After a brief preparation period, the elders announced the start of today's competition. The staff members took their positions, and the participants eagerly awaited the beginning of the matches.
Meanwhile, in another area.
Ye Yiyun, along with Moon, arrived at the venue, accompanied by a group from Tianwang Fort.
At this moment, a junior brother said to Ye Yiyun, "Senior brother, you must make sure to bring honor to Tianwang Fort this time and show them our strength!"
Ye Yiyun smiled without speaking, and another junior brother added, "Junior brother, don't you believe in senior brother? How could these youngsters stand up to his prowess? I'm sure with just a slight move, he can utterly defeat them!"
The junior brother responded, "I believe, I believe, of course I do."
A group of people were praising and flattering Ye Yiyun. At this moment, it seemed to be an elder from Tianwang Fort, who suddenly gave Ye Yiyun a knowing look, prompting him to walk over immediately.
The elder said, "Do you remember what you were instructed?"
Ye Yiyun responded respectfully, "To answer the elder, I will definitely fulfill it. I'll knock those challengers out of the ring and let them witness the strength of Tianwang Fort. As for those from Eight Trigrams City, should I encounter them, I'll cripple them to ensure their sect's newcomers have no chance of rising again!"
The elder laughed and nodded in satisfaction before signaling Ye Yiyun to leave.
Ye Yiyun returned to the group of junior brothers and sisters. At this time, a junior brother exclaimed while holding a list, "Senior brother, this time you will face Su Cheng from Eight Trigrams City!"
Someone then said, "Hah, isn't it just Su Cheng? He's doomed if he faces senior brother!"
"Exactly, what is Su Cheng? Senior brother is the truly formidable one. Those so-called emerging martial artists are nothing in his eyes, they're all just nonsense!" said another.
"....."
Everyone continued to speak, each expressing how remarkable Ye Yiyun was.
At this moment, Ye Yiyun's expression turned grim. Su Cheng, huh? I've heard you're the top rookie from Eight Trigrams City lately. If I meet you, I'll pretend to lose control and secretly cripple you. This way, Eight Trigrams City won't be able to lift its head for years, haha.
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On the other side.
Feng Shiyuan had already gathered information and found out which arena Ye Yiyun would be fighting in, so he brought Hao Jian to that arena.
At this moment, the crowd had already gathered around the arena, all eagerly awaiting Ye Yiyun's performance. Among them were his supporters, but most were onlookers wanting to see just how formidable Ye Yiyun was.
Of course, the main reason was not just that Ye Yiyun was on this arena, but also Su Cheng from Eight Trigrams City would be on the same arena next. A match between these two top newcomer martial artists, even before the finals, could be witnessed now, on just the second day of the tournament. Naturally, everyone wanted to gather early to watch this spectacle.
Thus, the crowd continued to grow, with more and more people pushing towards this arena.
Hao Jian casually found a place to sit, with Feng Shiyuan following him.
At this time, Hao Jian suddenly heard someone calling him. Turning back, he saw it was the little girl named Qiqi, whom he had previously rescued on the road.
"Big brother!" Qiqi said.
Qiqi was being held by her father, with her mother standing beside them, both looking at Hao Jian with joy.
Hao Jian never refused the smile of a little girl, and he approached them warmly and comfortably.
He walked over and said, "What a coincidence, we meet again."
Qiqi said, "Big brother, my dad is going to compete soon. You have to cheer for him, okay!"
Hao Jian smiled and said, "Alright, let's cheer for Qiqi's father together!"
Qiqi struck a victory pose, "Yay, thank you big brother!"
Qiqi's father's name is Zhou Yaokun. Her mother and she are here with him to watch his competition, which is why their whole family came to participate in the Ancient Martial Arts tournament this year.
There are dedicated resting areas for the competitors near the arena, so after greeting Hao Jian, Zhou Yaokun took Qiqi to the resting area. As they left, Qiqi waved at Hao Jian and said, "Goodbye, big brother."
Hao Jian wasn't sure why, but even though he had only met this little girl Qiqi twice, her smile always brought him a certain strength, a comforting strength that invigorated him.
Since it was an arena match, there naturally were spectator seats all around. Hao Jian casually found an empty spot to sit, and Feng Shiyuan also sat down in another spot.
As soon as he sat down, Feng Shiyuan said to Hao Jian, "That little girl's father is competing in the same arena as Ye Yiyun. Ye Yiyun is extremely ruthless in his attacks; looking at his past match records, he's never shown mercy to his opponents, and could even be described as vicious, often injuring them until they're crippled. So that girl's father might be in danger!"
Hao Jian didn't speak, but was lost in thought.
There are some things he couldn't interfere with, nor did he want to. So let what will happen happen. Since Zhou Yaokun went on the stage knowing Ye Yiyun was his opponent, either he is fearless, or there's something invisible backing him up, like Qiqi's innocent and pure smile.
Hao Jian was pondering some questions by himself.
Feng Shiyuan ran out and then came back, and then told Hao Jian, "I found out, Ye Yiyun will be on later; he's not the one going up first."
The crowd was growing larger, and most of the people were coming here. The anxious waiting, mixed with excitement, made the air a little stifling.
Finally, the competition began, and the first batch of contestants took the stage.
The two were obviously a bit nervous, so when it was announced to start, they stood there somewhat dumbfounded. However, once they got into the fight, their nervousness evaporated, and they were fully engrossed in the battle.
A fight ended quickly, devoid of passion, leaving the spectators bored and shouting for them to get off the stage.
With the elimination of one contestant, another contestant took the stage. This new contestant was obviously much more experienced, and right away, he gave the previous winner, now the Defender of the Arena, an opening, and quickly toppled him.
Finally, a bit of excitement emerged, and the spectators began to grow agitated, but still shouted for the contestants to get off. Simultaneously, people were constantly chanting Ye Yiyun's name.
If the start and end of a match symbolize a form of excitement, then Ye Yiyun entering the stage was undoubtedly the pinnacle of excitement.
The initial matches finally ended, and Ye Yiyun finally took the stage.
The shouting in the audience grew louder, with more people chanting Ye Yiyun's name, and it was organized and disciplined chanting, not random yelling.
At this time, those who weren't fans of Ye Yiyun began to express dissatisfaction.
Dissatisfied, they said, "What's all this nonsense? What's so great about Ye Yiyun, anyway!"
Then a fan of Ye Yiyun discontentedly said, "What do you mean? If you're not convinced, go up there and fight him!"
Another person said, "So what if I'm not convinced? Come on, let's have a fight!"
If it weren't for others trying to mediate, a fight might have actually broken out.
With continuous shouts, Ye Yiyun took the stage.
As Ye Yiyun took the stage, he wore a smile, his lips slightly curled up. In his eyes, these people were nothing but trash, and since they were trash, he intended to dispose of them all.
He glanced back at the Moon, who was smiling at him.
Thrilled, Ye Yiyun stood on stage with an imposing presence. As the referee announced the start, the match began.
The opponent clearly knew about Ye Yiyun's prowess, so he didn't attack but took a defensive stance. Ye Yiyun smiled and launched a fierce attack.
The opponent's face showed a hint of fear; Ye Yiyun's reputation was well-known, so he was aware of Ye Yiyun's ferocity and immediately dodged.
But there was no way Ye Yiyun would let him off that easily, launching into a relentless assault.
At this time, his fans at the venue were shouting wildly, cheering for Ye Yiyun, while another group watched Ye Yiyun with deep discontent. The way he battered his opponent mercilessly was excessively ruthless.
Ye Yiyun grabbed the opponent and unleashed a flurry of punches to the opponent's face, causing blood to spurt from the nose. Ye Yiyun found the blood filthy, so he wiped it off onto the opponent's body and then threw the opponent onto the stage.
Unexpectedly, the opponent stood up again. Ye Yiyun's eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure, and he leaped up and delivered a fierce kick, powerfully knocking the opponent to the ground.