"Ye Tian, what have you done to my mother?"
Ye Heng's pupils suddenly constricted with a furious change of color, contorting his face so much that it was unrecognizable from its original form, fixating on Ye Tian with the intensity of a hellish Asura.
His eyes flickered with a dangerous red glow, the cold edge of a blade ready to strike.
It made Ye Tian's heartbeat falter sharply in front of him.
Ye Tian instinctively swallowed, his face taking on a venomous tinge to mask his inner turmoil and fear, "Don't worry, your mother is fine, at least for now. However, if you dare to fight back in the upcoming battle, I can't guarantee your mother will live to see tomorrow's sun!"
Feeling Ye Heng's grip on his hand instinctively loosen, Ye Tian also breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, he became increasingly brazen.
Ye Tian threw a punch, blasting Ye Heng ten meters away and tumbling to the ground. Twisting his neck, he rubbed his stinging cheek and sneered, "Ye Heng, I never imagined that in a short seven days, you could become this terrifying. I must admit, Xiao is somewhat skilled, but it's a pity, in the end, it's still me, Ye Tian, who will have the last laugh."
Ye Tian unleashed a kick, striking Ye Heng in the abdomen.
Ye Heng let out a muffled groan, skidding ten meters across the ground and raising his head, his icy, angry gaze locked tightly on Ye Tian.
The brocade pouch was a personal item of his mother's.
It had never left his mother's hand.
Ye Heng had never imagined that this pouch would end up in Ye Tian's hands.
"Ye Tian, if you dare harm a single hair on my mother, I will grind you to dust…" Ye Heng gritted his teeth.
"Tsk tsk, still daring to threaten me after all this?"
Ye Tian charged forward abruptly, throwing a punch at Ye Heng.
Ye Heng instinctively dodged while also catching the punch.
Having awakened the Battle War Holy Body, Ye Heng's strength far surpassed Ye Tian's, and having spent his days under Yi's guidance, fighting life-and-death battles against powerful beasts, his combat awareness and experience were incomparable to Ye Tian's, who only increased his power through pills. One fully committed strike would be enough to break Ye Tian's arm.
But as he prepared to act, Ye Tian's voice rang in his ears: "You dare fight back? It seems you don't want to see your mother again!"
Ye Heng's eyes turned blood-red, he bit his teeth, but ultimately, he had no choice but to let go.
Taking advantage, Ye Tian spun around and landed a heavy hook on Ye Heng's face, sending him crashing away. Blood sprayed from Ye Heng's mouth as he soared like a kite with its string cut, and Ye Tian followed closely, grabbing Ye Heng's ankle and starting to spin in place, whipping up gusts of wind.
Ye Tian suddenly released his grip, flinging Ye Heng high into the air.
"Ye Heng, you are destined to be trampled under my feet your whole life. You are merely a pitiful ant, an absolute failure, while I am a genius, exalted above all. For a ruin like you to defy me is to go against heaven—go to your death!"
Ye Tian roared, ascending rapidly to catch up with Ye Heng.
He twisted mid-air, delivering a leg whip from above, fiercely striking Ye Heng's back.
Ye Heng's body arched backward from the force, plummeting from the sky like a falling star, and crashed to the ground with a whoosh.
Ye Heng landed hard on the stage.
The whole martial arts field shook violently, while dust and smoke billowed on the stage, lines of cracks spreading across it.
Cracks spread in all directions, resembling a spiderweb.
The arena fell silent before erupting into terrified cheers, "Holy shit! What on earth happened? Wasn't Ye Heng in the lead? How did he suddenly end up being the one getting thrashed?"
"I guess Ye Tian must have been pulling his punches before, otherwise, it's hard to explain such a huge contrast!"
Li Shengtian clicked his tongue and chuckled strangely, saying in a mocking tone, "Director Xiao, it seems the Ye Heng you advised isn't so great after all! At this rate, he's going to lose!"
Yang Ling frowned, and although he didn't speak, his eyes, full of worry, fell on Xiao Yi.
If Ye Heng lost today, it would be a tremendous blow to Xiao Yi's reputation.
If someone used this as an excuse to propagate the idea, even Yang Ling and Emperor Qian, who advocated for Xiao Yi to take over as head of the Xiaoshanhe Institute would be affected, facing immense pressure.
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes; he didn't know what had happened to Ye Heng, but he saw everything clear as day—it all started when Ye Tian took out that brocade bag. Xiao Yi's eyebrows knitted tightly, and all of a sudden, he turned to glance at the smugly smiling Chen Shuiwen beside him, "Director Chen, truly clever tactics!"
Putting on a surprised look, Chen Shuiwen said with an innocent face, "Chen doesn't know what Director Xiao is referring to. If it's about advising disciples in their cultivation, after all, Chen has been a vice director for many years and has mentored no small number of students. Director Xiao, after all, is still young. To be able to guide Ye Heng to such a level of combat strength in just seven days is indeed commendable!"
The brocade bag in Ye Tian's hands was, of course, his masterpiece.
Although he spent a fortune to buy the Jade Fetal Elixir for Ye Tian, just in case, he had someone kidnap Ye Heng's mother and handed the brocade bag to Ye Tian.
It was just a precaution.
If it weren't for his shrewd move, today he would have likely taken the fall here.
Chen Shuiwen, amidst his triumph, grew even more wary of Xiao Yi.
He never expected Xiao Yi to be able to train Ye Heng, a mere Seventh Layer of Qi Gathering Realm, to such strength in just seven days. If it weren't for Ye Tian holding the brocade bag, Ye Heng would have already won the victory!
Xiao Yi's expression became slightly tense.
Watching Ye Heng continuously suffering Ye Tian's relentless beating without being able to fight back, Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and suddenly said to Yang Ling beside him, "Your Highness Yang Ling, Ye Heng possesses one of the top ten Sacred Bodies, the Battle War Holy Body. I think he should be cultivated with emphasis. If he wins this battle, I hope Your Highness can secure a reward for Ye Heng!"
"Battle War Holy Body?"
Yang Ling exclaimed with surprise.
Chen Shuiwen, Li Shengtian, and others were also baffled.
The Battle War Holy Body, ah!
Ranked high among the top ten Sacred Bodies, although not as formidable as Xiao Tianjiao's Supreme Overlord Holy Body, it was still extremely powerful.
Within the entire Great Qian Dynasty, strong individuals possessing a Sacred Body were rarities, pillars of the major sects.
If Ye Heng indeed possessed the Battle War Holy Body, his future would be boundless, and even the royal family would treat him as a treasure, investing limitless resources to nurture him.
Xiao Yi nodded, "Yes, it is the Battle War Holy Body!"
Yang Ling said gravely, "If Ye Heng truly has the Battle War Holy Body, on behalf of my Emperor Father, I can promise to bestow upon him the title of a first-class earl, and moreover, until he reaches the Tao Tribulation Realm, all resources will be borne by the royal family!"
Xiao Yi asked, "What about his family?"
Yang Ling replied, "His family will naturally also be rewarded, and his parents will also be ennobled, receiving the protection of the royal family. Whoever dares to harm his family will be making an enemy of the Great Qian royal house!"
Yang Ling's words turned Chen Shuiwen's face pale.
Xiao Yi nodded, then shouted towards the arena, "Ye Heng, stop holding back, as long as you win this fight, His Highness promises you the title of a first-class earl, and your family will also be protected; no one will dare to threaten them!"
As Ye Heng's head was bombarded relentlessly by Ye Tian, his expression dramatically changed and a fierce battle light shone in his eyes. With his body shaking, he let out an angry roar that sent a terrible surge around him, flinging Ye Tian away.
Ye Heng slowly rose to his feet, his face fierce as he stared at Ye Tian, "Ye Tian, you deserve to die!"