Free Web NovelChapter 123: Chapter 123: Obsessed with Victory, Fallen into Demon by Stepping on the Baleful Light (Part 2)
「Ten days later.」
「The third round of the Wencheng qualifiers.」
The Martial Hero Conference had now completely blown up in popularity. Tickets for every city district were sold out, and the four-thousand-seat stadium was packed. Even the standing platforms in the back were full of spectators, creating an incredibly fervent atmosphere.
The city-level qualifiers were coming to an end. Just a moment ago, the city semifinals and the runner-up advancement match had concluded.
Next up was the final match of the Wencheng qualifiers.
This match would decide who was truly "Number One in Wencheng."
Although the top three finishers in the qualifiers would be eligible to advance to the next round of provincial competitions, as the saying goes, there’s no first place in literary pursuits, but no second place in martial arts. How many Martial Artists could resist the title of number one?
While waiting for the match to begin, the atmosphere in the stands grew increasingly fervent.
The audience’s excitement was so high not only because this was the main event of the Wencheng qualifiers—the city final—but more importantly, because of one of the competitors.
One of the finalists was Yang Mutong, the "Peacock Heroine," who had recently gone viral in related circles online.
A highlight reel from her first-round match had brought Yang Mutong a great deal of online attention. In the second round, her performance was just as dazzling; defeating her opponent with movements as fluid and graceful as a dance earned her immense popularity.
Although she herself hadn’t paid much attention to the matter.
Many of the spectators in the venue today didn’t actually live in Wencheng. They had acquired tickets through various means just to come and witness the "Peacock Heroine" in person.
The Donghua People’s love for joining a crowd and their herd mentality should never be underestimated.
And Yang Mutong did not disappoint the fans who had come flocking to see her. Not only did she possess shockingly good looks, but she had also demonstrated immense strength, fighting her way into the city finals.
Beautiful, cold, elegant, powerful, and young...
When all these traits were combined in one person, it was hard not to pay attention.
The host came on stage, announced the official start of the Wencheng qualifiers final, and the two contestants entered.
"Yang Mutong! Yang Mutong!"
The cheers from the crowd grew louder and louder. It seemed most of the audience hoped the "Peacock Heroine" would achieve an even greater result and create more miracles.
Two figures emerged from the contestant tunnel and stood facing each other.
Yang Mutong’s opponent was a man who looked to be at least in his thirties.
"Mr. Yi, I’m afraid it will be quite difficult for Miss Yang to defeat Chen Hao this time."
In the judges’ box, Wu Xianjue, who was sitting next to Yi Beidou, spoke.
This Chen Hao was quite a character. He wasn’t a Wencheng local; he just happened to register here. It was said that in his early years, he practiced a third-rate Fist Technique. It was already a feat for him to reach the Tonghui Internalization realm, but he had managed to forge a new path for himself. Now, at only thirty-five, he had already touched the threshold of the Soul-Seizing Realm. Given time, he might even establish his own school.
Moreover, he once went to make a name for himself in Xiangjiang, where he earned quite a reputation in the underground fighting rings. His techniques were cunning and he was extremely experienced. freewebnovel.cσ๓
Yang Mutong’s chances of winning against him were indeed not high.
"Let’s see how she performs. A loss might not necessarily be a bad thing."
Yi Beidou wasn’t too concerned about victory or defeat. Yang Mutong was too young and lacked experience; winning or losing were both part of the journey.
The host’s speech concluded, and amidst the cheers of the crowd, the gong signaling the start of the battle rang out.
SWOOSH!!
The two bowed to each other with cupped fists, then shot out like arrows, clashing and tangling together.
Neither of them underestimated the other; they went all out from the very first exchange.
Qi and blood surged, and Fist Intent flared!
One’s Fist Intent took the form of a peacock—resplendent on the outside, yet possessing a Fierce Evil Qi capable of devouring dragons and pecking phoenixes. Yang Mutong’s footwork was as elegant as a dance, but it concealed extremely vicious techniques.
The Peacock Bright King Fist: elegant in its gait, yet every move was venomous.
But Chen Hao’s Fist Technique was no less impressive. His techniques were grand and sweeping, creating sharp, explosive cracks in the air. He was incredibly ferocious, his muscles bulging. His Fist Intent was like a white ape from the mountains, his Palm Technique manipulating the air currents to shatter clouds and mist.
Cloud-Striking White Ape Fist!
In his youth, Chen Hao had only learned an ordinary White Ape Fist Technique. Later, to advance his Martial Arts, he went into the mountains to observe the movements of white apes. There, he saw an ape king that could seemingly play with the clouds and mist, shattering a several-meter-wide patch of it with a single palm strike. Inspired, he came out of the mountains and went into seclusion to train, finally developing the Fist Technique he used today.
The Fist Technique manipulated air currents, a single palm strike to part the heavens!
ROAR!!
And his Heart Intent was not to be underestimated. As the white ape roared, clouds and mist rose from all sides, seemingly enveloping Yang Mutong’s Peacock Fist Intent.
"This man has already stepped into the Soul-Seizing Realm!"
Wu Xianjue said in surprise.
They were all experts in this field. Their minds were sharp, and they could sense Fist Intent, so they naturally understood Chen Hao’s strength.
It seemed Chen Hao’s strength had improved again over the last two rounds. Although he had only just entered the Soul-Seizing Realm and his level wasn’t yet stable, it was enough to suppress Yang Mutong.
It seemed the young lady had no chance of winning.
Sure enough, amidst the audience’s gasps, Yang Mutong was gradually forced back by Chen Hao. In her eyes, her opponent’s fists and palms became a blur. She knew this was the effect of his Fist Intent.
Anyone else would have likely been defeated quickly.
But Yang Mutong was, after all, exceptionally gifted. With her Innate Wisdom Eye, she could see the glow of auras. She was now trying her best to distinguish the changes in the colors of the surrounding magnetic field, hoping to avoid the influence of his Heart Intent as much as possible.
Peacock Dance of Shared Light!
Back then, she had relied on this footwork to evade the influence of Yi Beidou’s Free Dao Field and successfully remain by his side to listen to his teachings.
However, the current situation was different from before.
Back then, in Yi Beidou’s Free Dao Field, there were no other threats besides the influence of the magnetic field. But the opponent before her now would not simply let her use her techniques.
Trying to step into areas where the magnetic field was weaker would inevitably lead to redundant movements in her footwork, which in turn would expose flaws.
If she were experienced enough in combat, she might have been able to cover up those flaws, but Yang Mutong’s combat experience was clearly inferior to her opponent’s.
Chen Hao keenly seized the flaw in Yang Mutong’s footwork. His Palm Technique struck in a continuous chain, disrupting her rhythm and forcing her to retreat step by step.
For a moment, her defeat seemed certain.
However, Yang Mutong was not willing to accept it.
’Mr. Yi is watching from the audience,’ she thought. ’I can’t lose this match!’
Suddenly, amidst the multicolored spectrum in her vision, she seemed to catch a trace of a cold, bluish-white light.
She knew very well that this was the light of Evil Qi.
This light seemed to be coiling around her body, as if there were a causal link between them.
This Evil Qi came from the audience.
At this moment, many spectators in the stadium were cheering for her. Their emotions contained the desire for victory, which naturally produced Evil Qi.
And having been by Yi Beidou’s side for a long time, her perception of Evil Qi was extremely sharp, so she recognized it at a glance.
At that moment, Yang Mutong suddenly recalled a technique Yi Beidou had once used.
Treading the Seven Stars to borrow Evil Qi and empower oneself.
’Mr. Yi once said that the Evil Qi of heaven and earth is exceptionally dangerous, difficult for even a Saint Expert to control,’ she thought. ’But this Evil Qi comes from people, not from heaven and earth.’
’And this Evil Qi was born because of me; we are causally entangled. Maybe I can control it?’
TAP! TAP!
She made up her mind in an instant. Her footwork changed again, and she opened her mind to accept the cold, bluish-white light coiling around her.
In reality, an ordinary Martial Artist, even one at the Soul-Seizing Realm, would find it difficult to truly draw upon an external magnetic field to affect themselves. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
But Yang Mutong was different. She was exceptionally gifted, possessing the Innate Wisdom Eye that allowed her to directly see the light of magnetic fields. Her talent in this area far surpassed ordinary people, and she was already causally entangled with this Evil Qi.
It was like how an ordinary person’s potential can be stimulated by the countless cheers of a crowd.
At this moment, she actually succeeded.
BOOM!!
As the Evil Qi of the masses entered her body, her mind thundered, and her Life Magnetic Field was instantly stimulated by the Evil Qi.
Her Physical Ability, spirit, intuition, and other qualities were instantly enhanced, and her resistance to the Fist Intent was also greatly strengthened.
However, seeing this from the judges’ box, Yi Beidou’s brow furrowed sharply.
Sure enough, in the next moment, Yang Mutong’s eyes were instantly shot with blood. An intense Evil Qi surged from her body, and the peacock manifestation of her Fist Intent seemed to turn blood-red.
At this point, only a single thought remained in her mind: defeat her opponent, kill her opponent.
Tampering with one’s Life Magnetic Field is something even a Saint Expert must be extremely cautious about. Even if a Human Fiend’s power is lesser, it is not something that can be easily controlled.
How could the combined Heart Intent of several thousand people be a trivial matter?
Yang Mutong had overestimated her own abilities.
Treading on baleful light, her heart had Fallen into Demon.
