They had a feeling that Tao Yunxiao would obtain first place in the semi-finals.
Until Zhang Tan announced, “The last participant of the Mortal Blood, Yi Yun.”
“Oh? It’s not over?”
“Right, there’s still one more person!”
Many people then remembered that Yi Yun still had not gone on stage.
Yi Yun was, after all, first in the preliminary, plus the fact that he was young, he should have received a lot of attention; but because of Tao Yunxiao’s stunning performance, the people forgot about Yi Yun temporarily.
“Yi Yun, is he the one with the strongest spirit?”
“That’s right. If Yi Yun did not use a loophole in the preliminary, then he would be the person with the strongest Spirit in all the Mortal Blood warriors present. He may have great Spirit, but how’s his strength?”
“How good can he be? He can’t be much. That kid is only twelve. Our Young master Yunxiao is a top talent, but he’s already fourteen. To say the least, even if the kid has talent and can catch up with Young master Yunxiao, but they have a two year age gap, so his strength must be much lower.”
The people began nodding their heads, fully agreeing with a Tao tribal clan warrior’s comments.
The citizens of the vast wilderness had a difficult time understanding what Spirit was.
But a cultivation technique’s strength was something they could comprehend. If Yi Yun could break a black ironstone with his punch, then he would be considered strong.
If he couldn’t, then it proved that Spirit was some gaudy gimmick.
This was the thought of the people of the vast wilderness, simple and direct!
“Kid, I wish you luck!” Seeing Yi Yun heading up on stage and passing him by, Lian Chengyu experienced schadenfreude. After seeing Tao Yunxiao’s stunning performance, Lian Chengyu had been jealous.
But as jealous he may be, he had always known the gap between the Tao tribal clan and the Lian tribal clan, so Lian Chengyu did not have a hard time accepting it.
And next it was Yi Yun’s turn to go on stage. Lian Chengyu was rejoicing within, for although no one knew Yi Yun’s origins, he knew it clearly. Yi Yun could only demonstrate “Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist”, and what’s more, it was secretly learned from Yao Yuan.
Firstly, Yao Yuan’s standard was not the match of a Tao tribal clan expert’s; secondly, Yi Yun had learned it secretly. So this difference was astounding!
Thinking of Yi Yun using a secretly learned ‘Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist’ to compete against Tao Yunxiao’s ‘Nine Mysterious Swords of Heaven’, Lian Chengyu could not stop laughing.
It was a torture to compare, but why did you have to perform after Tao Yunxiao?
The contrast will be too obvious.
“Little slave, do well later. Don’t throw the face of your master, mine.” Just as Yi Yun walked past Lian Chengyu, his ear rang with Lian Chengyu’s voice.
Yi Yun stopped and turned his head towards Lian Chengyu.
“What are you looking at?” Lian Chengyu said with a teasing smile.
“Looking at a retard.” Yi Yun said calmly and carried on walking to the white jade stage.
Lian Chengyu’s face sank as he rooted himself into the ground, “Little bastard, you reciprocate me giving you face with that!”
His face flashed a malicious expression while Yi Yun had already gone on stage, ignoring Lian Chengyu’s threat.