Ye Weitian glanced at Ye Feifei. "Fei'er, it seems you have a lot of confidence in this Ye Tian. What do you want to bet?"
"If Ye Tian can defeat Ye Feng, I want you to make him an Inner Sect Disciple immediately!" Ye Feifei said with a serious expression.
"And what if he loses, or is even killed by Ye Feng? You have to understand, there's no comparison between the One Vein Fourth Layer and the Fifth Layer!" Ye Weitian said with a laugh.
However, he was growing curious about Ye Tian. 'How could someone that Ye Feifei, a girl as gifted as her, cares so much about be an ordinary person?'
"If he loses, it just proves he's a pushover. A man like that isn't worthy of my love! Father! So, are you willing to make this bet with your Fei'er or not?" Ye Feifei asked.
"I would be overjoyed for the family to gain such an outstanding talent! If he can do it, I'll agree to your terms. But if he loses, I want you to sever all ties with him!" Ye Weitian stated with a serious expression.
"I agree to that as well!" Ye Feifei said with a smile. She was in the best mood she'd been in for ages.
At that moment, both Ye Feng and Ye Tian were preparing. Ye Feng wanted to defeat Ye Tian in a single blow. 'Not only will that shock everyone into seeing me in a new light, but I'll also earn Ye Weitian's recognition.'
Ye Tian, meanwhile, was rapidly circulating the Dragon Spiritual Power throughout his body. The power was so immense that he felt he could kill Ye Feng with a single punch.
As for Ye Shixue, her stunningly beautiful face remained as cold as ice, betraying no emotion. Her hand, however, was held tightly by Ye Hu.
"Ye Tian, the Patriarch said to spare your life, and I wouldn't dare disobey. I just hope you won't be laid up in bed for the next three to five years!" Ye Feng sneered, his tone as arrogant as ever.
"If you've got the guts, then bring it on. I'm just worried someone's going to talk so big they'll end up eating their words. How embarrassing would that be!" Ye Tian immediately retorted.
"You're courting death!" Ye Feng was already seething with anger. If not for Ye Weitian and the other Elders present, requiring him to maintain some semblance of decorum, he would have attacked Ye Tian long ago.
His figure blurred as he unleashed a Thunderbolt Fist at Ye Tian. Ever since Ye Hu had stolen Ye Shixue from him, he had been training with much greater diligence, and his Power Realm had improved as a result.
A crackle like wind and thunder emanated from Ye Feng's fist. Combined with his incredible speed, all the crowd could see was an afterimage appearing before Ye Tian.
"It looks like Ye Feng's Thunderbolt Fist is about to reach Perfection! I doubt Ye Tian can even take one hit!" someone on the Martial Arts Training Ground couldn't help but exclaim.
"He's so fast, even I'd have a hard time blocking that! Ye Tian is only at the Fourth Layer. He'll be lucky to escape with his life!" said a disciple who had reached the Fifth Layer.
Ye Feng also believed Ye Tian was about to be utterly crushed. 'Even if he manages to get back on his feet, he won't have any fight left in him.'
Ye Weitian, however, frowned slightly. 'Feifei said Ye Tian was impressive. Can it be that he doesn't even think this attack is a threat?'
Ye Feifei, however, wore a blissful smile, completely unconcerned for Ye Tian's safety. She was already fantasizing about entering Linyuan Academy with him.
Meanwhile, Ye Shixue couldn't help but close her eyes. Perhaps her conscience was telling her some things were better left unseen, that watching would only trouble her heart.
Just when everyone assumed Ye Tian would be defeated by this blow, his body suddenly flickered, and he dodged Ye Feng's attack with incredible ease.
"Is that all the speed you have, Ye Feng? I thought you were supposed to be some great expert, but you're nothing special after all!" Ye Tian jeered. To dodge the attack, he had just used the Third Form of the Flowing Cloud Step.
Quite a few people on the Martial Arts Training Ground were familiar with the Flowing Cloud Step, but none knew it better than Ye Weitian and the several Guardian Elders.
Among the Initial-stage Body Techniques in the Martial Arts Pavilion, the Flowing Cloud Step was considered the best and most suitable for the clan's disciples to practice. The only issue was that its Martial Arts Manual was rather thick, making it difficult to memorize.
Moreover, it was purely a Body Technique with no Attack Power. So, while some disciples might have considered it, they ultimately chose Martial Skills that offered offensive capabilities.
'This kid really has some skill, managing to cultivate the Flowing Cloud Step to the Perfect Realm. Feifei, you have good taste in men!' Ye Weitian said to Ye Feifei using a Secret Transmission.
"Father, that's not even the most shocking part," Ye Feifei replied with a laugh. "Do you know how long it's been since he entered the Martial Arts Pavilion? Not even half a month!"
Ye Weitian was stunned by her words. 'An Outer Disciple mastered a Martial Skill, taking it to the Perfect Realm in less than half a month?'
Although the Flowing Cloud Step was not a high-grade technique, mastering any Martial Skill was a matter of practice makes perfect. It should take a long time to reach the Perfect Realm—months for the fast, years or even longer for the slow.
'But this Ye Tian did it in only half a month... That speed of cultivation is simply unheard of! No wonder Feifei is interested in him. A prodigious talent like this must be nurtured carefully.'
Dodging Ye Feng's attack had stunned the crowd, but they all assumed it was a fluke. After all, Ye Feng hadn't even used his trump card yet.
"Don't get cocky, Ye Tian! I'll let you witness the true power of my Wind-Splitting Claw!" Missing his first strike had made Ye Feng lose face, and he was eager to reclaim it.
"Wind-Splitting Claw? I believe I've seen that before. It's nothing special. Bring it on!" Ye Tian laughed.
He sounded relaxed, but inwardly he was extremely cautious. 'The damage the Wind-Splitting Claw caused me last time is still fresh in my mind. Today, I will repay that humiliation.'
Ye Tian quickly channeled Dragon Spiritual Power into his right arm. 'This time, I'll see which is stronger: the Thunderbolt Fist or the Wind-Splitting Claw.' He was confident his current power was more than enough to match Ye Feng.
'If I can beat Ye Feng, then getting into the top ten of the clan's tournament will be no problem at all.'
Ye Feng's figure flickered once more as his fingers clawed rapidly toward Ye Tian. For an instant, the very air around them seemed to tremble, a testament to the technique's might.
A faint smile touched the corner of Ye Tian's lips. 'I could dodge, but then I'd lose the chance to counterattack.' He prepared to meet that domineering claw with his own fist.
Just then, a flash of surprise crossed Ye Feifei's face. 'That idiot Ye Tian! He's actually trying to counter Ye Feng's Wind-Splitting Claw with a Thunderbolt Fist? That's just asking to die!
The Attack Power of the Wind-Splitting Claw is several times greater than the Thunderbolt Fist's! What a blockhead!'
But just then, Ye Tian's figure also blurred, his speed even greater than Ye Feng's!
His right hand, infused with Dragon Spiritual Power, shot out in a punch. A faint glow enveloped his fist as it flew toward Ye Feng with the speed of a lightning strike.
In an instant, their attacks collided with a thunderous BOOM. What happened next was something no one could have expected...