Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded. No matter how flashy things were, strength was the ultimate principle.
Below the stands, the referee shouted into the microphone: "Please, Zhou Fu of the Yanhuo Sect and Fen Yue of the Fu Sect, wait in the competition area."
As soon as the referee spoke, the entire venue erupted.
Zhou Fu looked at Yu Daohen beside him, "Sect Leader, I'm going down."
Yu Daohen nodded and cautioned, "Don't push yourself too hard later."
Zhou Fu nodded, put the Kanglong Jian away behind him, stood up, and walked towards the martial stage.
Not far away, Fen Yue looked at Yu Daohen and chuckled, "It seems I can only use this kid as a stepping stone this time."
Ge Peiven, his senior brother, seeing his senior brother's demeanor, warned, "Fen Yue, just win this match. Don't go too hard, be careful not to burn yourself."
Fen Yue saw his senior brother fearing Yu Daohen and snorted dismissively, "Senior brother, I've gained immense power from that treasure. Why should I fear Yu Daohen?"
Ge Peiven, seeing that Fen Yue wasn't listening to him at all, said earnestly again, "Have you forgotten what Master told you when you left?"
Fen Yue picked his ear with his little finger, looking nonchalant, "Senior brother, the old guys in the sect are all old and timid. One Yu Daohen scared them so much they were ready to apologize. My reputation back then wasn't any worse than Yu Daohen's. What is there to fear?"
"Junior brother, you must not act recklessly in this matter. You absolutely cannot go too hard," Ge Peiven emphasized again.
Fen Yue saw that his senior brother was completely scared witless by Yu Daohen and smiled confidently, "We are all of the same generation. Why don't you ask Yu Daohen if he fears me?"
Ge Peiven was utterly speechless with his senior brother.
But it wasn't entirely his fault. From the day Fen Yue joined the Fu Sect, he had been groomed as the future sect leader.
No matter how big a mess he made outside, the sect would always protect him. However, this also led to Fen Yue's current arrogant personality.
"Fen Yue." Ge Peiven tried to persuade him further, but Fen Yue interrupted, "Senior brother, this era is not just Yu Daohen's era. After being the peerless prodigy for so long, it's time for a change."
After speaking, Fen Yue no longer paid attention to Ge Peiven and strode towards the martial stage.
In the stands, the three top experts on the Black List of the Haotian Fist also arrived to watch the match.
Haotian Fist looked at Zhou Fu below and said, "Brother Tang, what do you think of the potential of this kid brought by young master Yu?"
Before Tang Junsheng could speak, Cui Yiling beside him said first, "His potential is average, but his diligence is commendable. His limit should be around the top thirty on the Heaven List."
Although Cui Yiling's words were blunt, they were also what Tang Junsheng wanted to say.
Zhou Fu's potential wasn't too high; it could be said to be mediocre. It would already be his limit to break into the top thirty on the Heaven List in the future.
"I see a death tribulation in that kid!"
As soon as Cui Yiling said this, both Haotian Fist and Tang Junsheng turned to look at Cui Yiling.
"Does the Immortal Aunt mean this kid has a death tribulation, or that he is in mortal danger in this match?" Haotian Fist asked.
Although Tang Junsheng didn't speak, he also looked at Cui Yiling, wanting to know her meaning.
Cui Yiling was called the Forgetful Immortal Aunt because she possessed a divine skill.
Legend had it that Cui Yiling had seen through the mundane world, and her eyes were like those of a deity, able to perceive fortune and misfortune. With just a glance, she could know what changes the other person would experience in the future, and she never made mistakes.
Tang Junsheng and Haotian Fist knew the power of Cui Yiling's eyes. Since she had spoken, Zhou Fu was definitely facing a death tribulation.
Cui Yiling looked at Zhou Fu carefully again and said, "This kid will face a death tribulation in the near future, and he is bound to die!"
Tang Junsheng frowned, "Is there no way to resolve this tribulation?"
Cui Yiling nodded and continued, "The reason fortune tellers can help people avoid disaster through divination is that the person's lifespan has not yet reached its end. But this kid's lifespan was destined to end there from birth. His fate is thus, so this tribulation is unsolvable."
After hearing this, Tang Junsheng looked at Haotian Fist beside him, "Brother Hao, should we inform young master Yu?"
Haotian Fist hesitated. This death tribulation was unsolvable. Even if they told Yu Daohen, it would be useless. Rather than that, it was better not to let Yu Daohen know.
"That's not necessary. Someone will tell him," Cui Yiling said again.
Although Cui Yiling's words were not explicit, both of them looked at a young man in the stands carrying a large backpack and dressed plainly.
"Iron Mouth determines life and death, divine calculation calms the universe."
This was the赊刀人!
On the martial stage, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Fen Yue stared at each other in the center.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's expression was solemn, and the pressure and tension were evident.
In contrast, Fen Yue and Zhou Fu were the opposite, with arrogance and disdain etched on their faces.
Zhou Fu clasped his hands and bowed, "Zhou Fu of the Yan Shu Sect."
Fen Yue heard Zhou Fu's self-introduction and showed disdain, too lazy to even raise his hand, impatiently saying, "Stop the nonsense, let's just fight."
The crowd in the stands was angered by Fen Yue's lack of basic martial world etiquette.
"Damn, this is too arrogant."
"Do you really think you're the best among the younger generation?"
"Hasn't the Fu Sect yet reached the same level as the three great sects?"
Angry voices were endless, but they were mostly from the younger generation.
After all, the older generation would not bother with such juniors out of concern for their reputation.