Demon Hand Divine Physician 02 A Single Battle to Gain Fame Full Text

  But then a stunning scene appeared...

  Only to see that in the last moment, she arched her back and fell backwards, the big hand that was originally choking her throat suddenly grasped at nothing. Emperor Zong didn't expect that she would suddenly fall backwards at that instant, a look of shock on his face as a surge of severe pain transmitted through his hand. When he came to, he saw that she had stretched out her hand and grabbed the big hand that was reaching for her throat, using its force to fold it back, forcibly dissolving the mortal danger. At the same time, she used the force from his big hand to borrow strength, making a heavy kick to the side, heavily striking his neck. Following the force of the kick, he felt as if his entire person was thrown out by that surge of force, heavily falling onto the stage.

  Bang!

  "Hiss!"

  Because of falling on the stage, his face rubbed against the stage and he only felt a sharp pain. He suddenly woke up with a start, because that foot which seemed like an embroidered pillow had brought a strong and powerful hidden force. That one kick landed on his neck, and he only felt a burning sensation, the pain was so severe that the veins on his hand were visible, and what made him most unbearable was that he, the master of the number one estate in the world, a powerful man who dominated one side, had actually been kicked by a little servant girl!

  She actually kicked him! She actually kicked him!

  Rage and humiliation burned in his chest, turning into a torrent that surged up to his brain, he slowly stood up from the stage, his hands clenched tightly into fists, the veins on the back of his hand bulging one by one. Coupled with the ferocious expression and the murderous intent hidden in his eyes, it made people's hair stand on end and their hearts tremble with fear.

  "Heavens! She actually kicked the Young Master of the Imperial Manor flying?"

  Compared to the anger and indignation of Emperor Zong Hen on stage, the thousands of people below were even more stunned and unbelievable as they watched the scene unfold above. They actually saw Emperor Zong Hen being kicked down by Tang Xin with just one kick? She not only resolved the crisis but also sent the robust-bodied Emperor Zong Hen flying out? Were their eyes playing tricks on them?

  The shock and awe that surged up in their chests took a long time to subside, that scene was like a huge wave crashing down on them, pounding heavily on their hearts, wave after wave impacting their vision, making it hard for them to believe, yet it had really happened.

  Tang Zhengyu and Tang Zihao let out a sigh of relief, it's all right, she didn't get hurt, that's the most important thing...

  Xia Xue and Xia Yu's eyes shone with proud light, their mistress was just that awesome! Even if the opponent was a strong overlord, they had to be humble in front of her!

  The master of the Su family stared blankly at the scene, clearly frightened by Tang Xin's kick. The force behind that kick was enough to send Emperor Zong flying, and the hidden power it contained was incredibly strong. What made him even more incredulous was that Tang Xin didn't have any aura of martial arts on her body. How could this be? Wasn't the Tang Xin on stage someone hired by Tang Zhengyu to impersonate?

  Su Zhen's eyebrows furrowed as she gazed at that kick, which was clearly not something a weak woman would possess. Tang Xin was indeed hiding her true abilities, having such skills yet still pretending to be gentle and weak, it was simply intentional deception!

  Beautiful eyes still had the color of shock that hadn't dissipated, Su Ruo was stunned and looked at Tang Xin in a green dress on stage with confidence and elegance, that one kick... that one kick was absolutely not simple...

  "Good, good leg strength..." Liu Shaobai muttered to himself as he stared at her, the shock in his eyes was so obvious. She had actually kicked Emperor Zong's mark flying with one kick! This Tang Xin was indeed not simple!

  Mu Tianyou's inexplicable gaze remained on Tang Xin, and when he saw that scene, a flash of light flickered at the bottom of his eyes, disappearing in an instant.

  In the corner below the stage, a figure in black clothes, Mo Chenfeng, glanced at Tang Xin on the stage with a hint of a smile. This woman was either low-key or would make a big show, judging from her majestic appearance on the stage, it's likely that she will be famous throughout the imperial city after today. A flash of mysterious light flickered in Feng's eyes as he gazed at her before shifting his gaze to Emperor Zongheng, whose body was bursting with killing intent and anger. Emperor Zongheng's biggest mistake was underestimating her, a result of being too arrogant, which would only lead to failure!

  "Master Emperor, are you alright?" Tang Xin stood beside him with a smile and apologetically said: "It's been a long time since I've exercised my skills, so the force was somewhat uncontrolled. However, this kick should be nothing more than a gentle tap on the shoulder for Master Emperor."

  "Good one, Tang Xin! I didn't think I'd have a moment of blindness too! But this is just perfect!" His eyes flashed with a fierce glint, his fists clenched tightly before relaxing again.

  She raised an eyebrow, her sparkling eyes fixed on him: "Is that so? Well, Emperor Zhuang, you'd better be prepared to take it!" As soon as the words fell, her body moved, and what seemed like a weak move suddenly turned into a swift attack.

  They saw her make a move, and the crowd below couldn't help but widen their eyes in shock. Tang Xin, who was on stage with moves that were swift and fierce, pressing down on Emperor Zong's mark, was really just an ordinary person who couldn't cultivate? Although those moves didn't carry any aura of martial energy, they also contained extraordinary killing power. No matter how you looked at it, the her on stage had nothing to do with the words "useless trash"!

  Duan Wuzhi rushed over, squeezing through the crowd to get a better view. When he saw Tang Xin's impressive moves on stage, he was taken aback for a moment before his eyes lit up and he shouted: "Tang Xin is awesome! Go Tang Xin! Go!" Unexpectedly, Tang Xin really did have some skills, managing to force Emperor Zong to retreat step by step.

  On the stage, Emperor Zong was busy blocking her moves, wanting to dismantle them, but found that her hand speed and body shape were extremely fast, so fast that he couldn't see how she was making her moves. When he punched out, he didn't know what happened and was caught off guard by her counterattack. Each of her moves seemed weak and useless, but actually contained a hidden power and killing intent that even he found shocking. If such moves were combined with the power of martial arts, there would be very few people who could be her opponent!

  In a flash, she saw her hand dissolve his punch and strike directly at his abdomen. Alarmed, he hastily withdrew his abdomen and retreated to avoid her attack. However, at this moment, her foot launched another assault. The force of her kick contained a hidden power that surpassed even his own, honed from years of cultivation. Her attacks targeted his lower body, each kick imbued with the power of the wind. When he failed to dodge in time, her foot struck him, and the pain pierced through his skin and into his bones. The agony was so intense that it made him break out in cold sweat. If not for his unyielding willpower, he might have cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground, his legs rendered powerless.

  "Master Emperor, can't you take it anymore? You've been saying I'm a waste of space, if you can't even beat me, then the title of Master Emperor will be tarnished. From now on, walking in the Jianghu will be equivalent to having an indelible stain."

  After hearing her words, Emperor Zong's contempt for her had disappeared at this moment. The anger and resentment in his heart were gradually subsiding, replaced by caution and vigilance. The cold sweat on his back had unknowingly wetted his clothes during the trial, and the more he fought with her, the more frightened he became. However, the ordinary people below did not notice the shocking and thrilling scene between the two people on stage, but instead discussed strangely under the stage.

  "It's strange, why is the Emperor always retreating?"

  "It's just that Tang Xin is just a weak and delicate woman, even if she kicked him in the groin, it would probably only tickle him. But looking at his expression, it seems to be different from before? Could it be that he couldn't bring himself to do it and intentionally let her?"

  Duan Wuji immediately squeezed to the side of those few people: "I'm telling you, you ignorant person, if you don't understand then don't speak nonsense. What's this about intentionally letting her? The Emperor's face has already changed color, haven't you seen the cold sweat seeping out from his forehead? And yet you still say he's a powerful overlord? I think he's not that great."

  Those people turned their heads to look, and saw that it was Duan Wuzhi, who had always been domineering in the imperial city. They retreated to one side, keeping a distance from him. But unexpectedly, he didn't know that they were intentionally avoiding him, and seeing them retreat to one side, he also followed them to one side, his eyes shining brightly as he stared at Tang Xin on stage, who was emitting a captivating aura, with a familiar smile, pulling them along to show off.

  "I'm telling you, Tang Xin is the woman I like. My taste has never been wrong. You see, she's not only as beautiful as a fairy, but also gentle and kind. When she smiles, it's simply captivating. I've lost my heart to her, and no matter what, I won't be able to get it back."

  "I originally wanted my old man to go to her house to propose, but that Emperor Xiangyu suddenly stuck his foot in and stole the show. That bastard not only snatched away Tang Xin's love but also let his father bully her like this, it's really too despicable!"

  He spoke with great eloquence, but the few people he had pulled along looked pale and lifeless. They wiped away the spittle that had landed on their faces as he continued to speak without stopping. Unable to bear it any longer, several of them suddenly burst out in anger: "Duan Wuzhi! You don't just want us to watch you try out, but you keep talking nonstop - what exactly do you think you're doing? Don't think that just because you're the son of the Right Prime Minister we won't dare touch you. If you don't leave now, we'll beat you to death!"

  "What are you doing? I didn't offend you, do you need to be like this?" Seeing several people staring at him with ferocious faces, he involuntarily retreated to the side: "Do you think you can bully me because there are more of you? Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you, I just don't want to argue with you." He continued to retreat until he was blocked by someone else's shadow and then patted his chest and let out a sigh of relief. Just as he did, he suddenly heard a loud shout from the stage and quickly looked up.

  "Ah!"

  Only to see, Emperor Zong's one hand grabbed Tang Xin's waistband, and the other hand grasped her collar, holding her horizontally above his head, exerting force to throw her out. Unexpectedly, Tang Xin's hand clutched onto the one on her waist, and with a twist of her body, she borrowed the force to flip sideways and quickly flipped down from his head. At the same time, she lifted her foot to kick towards the back of his knee, causing it to bend as he half-knelt down. Just as she was about to kick towards the other knee, he suddenly broke free from her grasp and swiftly counterattacked.

  His big hand followed hers up and stopped at Tang Xin's shoulder, his tiger eyes narrowed, a fierce look flashed by, and with a forceful palm, he was about to pull her shoulder down.

  She caught a glimpse of the fierce look flashing across his eyes, and Tang Xin half-turned her face to glance at the large hand clasped on her shoulder, using Emperor Zong's strong body as cover in an angle where the people below couldn't see, a hint of sinister light flashed through her clear eyes, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a wicked arc.

  "Crack!"

  "Ah!"

  Extremely fast movements, no one could see how she broke free from Emperor Zong's large hand, only to see her foot move slightly, and with a turn of her body, one hand had already locked onto his shoulder, pulling him down, and in an instant, the sound of bones cracking accompanied by Emperor Zong's painful cry echoed out. This scene was as fast as lightning, shocking the surrounding birds into silence...

  She actually tied up the hands of Tei Sō, who was known as the ruler of one side? This... this is also too unbelievable......

  Thousands of people below the stage were shocked and stared at the scene on the stage, this unbelievable scene actually happened right in front of them, the extremely fast movements made them even more shocked, for a moment, they didn't know how to react, stunned and standing still, around them, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, until...

  "Great! Beautiful! Too beautiful!"

  It was unclear who shouted "good" in excitement, but the cheering sound filled with admiration and excitement shocked the stunned crowd, and the next moment, the crowd below came back to their senses and slowly burst into cheers that were louder than before.

  "Good!"

  "What an amazing technique! The counterattack was too beautiful!"

  "Fantastic! Too fantastic! Tang Xin, come on! I'm rooting for you!"

  "Who says that without martial arts skills one is useless? Look at Tang Xin, how formidable! Even the master of the manor isn't her match!"

  "Come on, Tang Xin! Tang Xin is mighty! Well done, Tang Xin! Tang Xin, you are our pride! You are our pride......"

  The ordinary people at the bottom were already numerous, and they had always been looked down upon by cultivators because of their lack of martial power, thinking them to be inferior. At this moment, seeing Tang Xin fight for a breath for them, each and every one of them was excited and stirred, with voices cheering and shouting louder and more loudly than before.

  Thousands of people's excited and cheering voices made the families in front, including Mu Tianyu, and the officials behind him, stunned. Thousands of people, one by one, with high emotions, raised their fists and cheered, the thunderous applause and the scene of enthusiastic excitement deeply shocked their hearts!

  For a moment, Emperor Zong's arm was tied up and hung weakly by his side. His fierce tiger eyes couldn't help but flash with astonishment as he saw the scene of thousands of people below the platform, excited and enthusiastic...

  Those faces filled with excitement and enthusiasm, those eyes shining with adoration and admiration, those loud and thrilling cheers, all of that support, were actually for the Tang Xin he called a waste?

  Looking at his powerless hands hanging down by his side, his tiger eyes swept over a hint of hesitation towards the blue figure in front of him. At this moment, he couldn't help but doubt whether he had really misjudged her? The woman in front of him, although she didn't have any aura of martial power on her body, her moves were deadly and flawless, making it impossible to find a way to counterattack. Despite not having any martial power, she could kill with just one move! How could such a skilled woman be related to the useless two? With such exceptional skills, even if she didn't have any martial power, she shouldn't be so unknown in the imperial city...

  In the corner below the stage, Mu Chen swept a glance over the excited crowd, and his phoenix eyes narrowed. His deep gaze fell on Tang Xin's body above the stage, and a faint, inexplicable glow flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

  While Mu Tianyou's sharp eyes stared intently at Tang Xin on the stage, a hint of profound and mysterious smile appeared on his face. He glanced at the thousands of enthusiastic civilians around him, then lowered his eyelids to ponder in secret, an idea taking shape quietly in his heart.

  At the same time, Emperor Di was knocked unconscious and didn't know whether it was due to the thunderous applause or something else, but he slowly came back to consciousness. When he opened his eyes and saw the excited crowd as well as heard the loud cheers, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Looking up at the stage, his elegant face revealed an expression of shock and incredulity.

  His father's hand... What's going on? His father's hand hung limply at his side, clearly dislocated from the shoulder bone. How could this be? Could it be... Could it be Tang Xin who did it? But how was that even possible?

  A thousand waves surged up in his mind, he looked back and forth at the two people on stage with a stunned expression, then withdrew his gaze and urgently asked the three middle-aged men beside him: "What's going on with my father's hand? What just happened? Speak quickly!"

  The three of them did not expect him to wake up at this time, looked at the stage for a moment, and said with a serious expression: "Young Master, that Tang Xin is not an ordinary woman. Her skills are not inferior to anyone, and her moves are very strange. The master's hand was also injured by her."

  She had guessed it was one thing, but when she heard it, she still couldn't help being shocked. Tang Xin, did she really have the ability to bring her father's killer to justice? Did she really have that kind of power? She...

  "Emperor Zong, if you surrender now, at least you won't have to suffer any more." Qing Yu's eyes fell on Emperor Zong's body, his muscles and bones were out of place, it wasn't just ordinary pain.

  "Surrender? Haha!" He threw his head back and laughed loudly, the thick laughter echoing out in waves, but then suddenly stopped. In a low voice, he said: "Tang Xin, I won't deny that you've indeed surprised me, your movements are very agile and precise, but you're just an ordinary person without martial arts power. No matter how skilled your movements are, they can't withstand the power of someone with martial arts abilities. You want me to surrender? What a ridiculous idea!"

  "Oh? Is that so? In that case, don't blame me for being rude!" As soon as her voice fell, a cyan figure flashed out with a palm-shaped knife-like hand, and although it didn't carry any martial power, the sharp and fierce move made Emperor Sect stumble back step by step. When he had nowhere to retreat, he suddenly lifted his foot and kicked forward, punching out with both fists. But unexpectedly, the kicking foot was blocked by her two hands, and she pulled him forward in one motion, only to feel that his body lost its balance and fell forward, forming a "one-word horse" tumble sitting on the stage.

  "Dad!"

  Di Yan was shocked, and looking at Tang Xin's gaze was even more shocking. Her skills were actually so good? She had only just returned and was already forcing her father to retreat step by step. If she combined her martial arts skills with strategy, it would be even more exquisite! If this continued, her father would definitely not be her match.

  As expected, just as he was thinking about it, Tang Xin took advantage of his father's presentation and quickly moved forward to press down on his father's hand, pulling it back. With one move, he was about to pull down his other hand.

  "Spare me! Mercy!"

  He involuntarily made a sound, and she, who was about to make her move on stage, paused upon hearing his voice, looked up and gazed in his direction among the crowd.

  The people around him also focused their attention on him because of his outburst, sizing him up and thinking to themselves that this young master of the imperial family was really in a difficult situation. No matter who won or lost between the two people on stage, it wasn't something he wanted to see, but unfortunately things had already reached this point and there was no turning back.

  Di Zong took advantage of her momentary distraction to quickly break free from her grip, and at the same time, he jumped up from the ground and kicked her hard in the abdomen with his foot. This made her groan in pain, a thread of fresh blood seeping out from the corner of her mouth, and her body was also knocked backward by the force of the impact, almost falling off the stage.

  "Sister!"

  "Darling!"

  "Ah, Tang Xin!"

  She was dismissed because of his words, giving her father an opportunity to take advantage. He couldn't help but feel guilty, if he hadn't spoken up earlier, her father's hand would have been caught by her, and the outcome would have been clear-cut. But because he spoke out, she was kicked out, and the duel on stage continued.

  "Emperor Xiao! Can you shut up for once, you bastard?! Do you want to kill Tang Xin?!" Duan Wuji was squeezed in the crowd, wanting to point at Emperor Xiao and scold him but couldn't see him, so he jumped up on his toes and cursed loudly.

  Duan Wuzhi, who was scolding angrily just now, took a glance at him. Emperor Mo lowered his head slightly, how cruel this trial was to him? But what could he do? Who could tell him what to do?

  Tang Xin slowly exhaled, wiping away the blood from the corner of her mouth with her hand. She glanced down at Emperor Mo Ye below the stage before shifting her gaze to Emperor Zong Hen in front of her. Her clear and elegant eyes narrowed slightly as a cold glint flashed across them. She walked forward slowly, step by step, until she stood before him. The corners of her lips curled up slightly as she spoke in a low voice that only he could hear: "From childhood to adulthood, I've rarely been injured. Once someone hurts me, I'll repay them double."

  As soon as the sound fell, Emperor Zong Hen was stunned for a moment. She suddenly spun around and kicked out with one foot, kicking Emperor Zong Hen flying out. His body heavily crashed onto the stage, just as he wanted to get up and counterattack. But unexpectedly, Tang Xin's foot came horizontally again, this time straight at his neck, instantly making him hum a sound, his eyes turned black, and he fainted without even having time to open his mouth.

  She made a beautiful spin, the cyan skirt corners slightly lifted, and after defeating Emperor Zong Hen, she withdrew her foot and restored that clear, elegant and quiet her. She stood in front of the stage, looked at Emperor Zong Hen who had fainted, and her clear eyes with a hint of coldness swept across the stage: "The outcome is already decided, next is Emperor Zhuang's apology! Please ask everyone to bear witness."

  The crowd below was stunned, their eyes wide with shock as they watched the scene unfold. She had actually defeated Emperor Zong Heng, the master of the number one manor in the land, with a swift and fierce attack! The crowd erupted into thunderous applause and cheers, which echoed through the skies above the imperial city for a long time...

  "Good! Tang Xin is mighty! Well done, Tang Xin!"

  "Tan Xin is great!"

  Tang Zhengyu saw that over a thousand people were cheering and applauding wildly for her victory, and when he looked at his daughter in the green dress on stage, he felt an overwhelming sense of pride as a father.

  "It's really worthy of my sister!" Tang Zihao said with great joy, his excited expression was so obvious. He turned around and pulled Xiaoxue's hand behind him, saying excitedly: "Xiaoxue, look, my sister is so mighty!"

  Xia Xue looked at the hand he was holding, her beautiful face flushed with a hint of red, seeing his excited and thrilled expression, she nodded slightly and responded softly. Then, feeling somewhat uneasy, she lowered her head slightly, but her joyful eyes remained fixed on the hand he was holding.

  Xia Yu beside her saw her own sister's spring heart fluttering appearance, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile lightly.

  Su Ruo stood behind Su Jia Zhu, looking at Tang Xin with a complex gaze, then slowly lowered her eyes and fell into thought. Meanwhile, Su Zhen Nan's eyes flickered, sweeping over the crowd to land on Emperor Mo's stunned face, before glancing at Emperor Zong Hen who had been knocked unconscious, a hint of deep contemplation flashing across his eyes.

  Su Jia's master did not expect that the powerful Emperor Zong, who dominated one side, would actually be defeated by a woman with no martial arts skills. Looking at the current situation, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

  On the stage, Tang Xin looked at the excited people below and walked to the side of Emperor Zong Heng, who was unconscious. She squatted down beside him and pressed her hand on his nose in front of the Ren Zhong hole. He slowly came back to consciousness. Seeing that he still wanted to attack her after waking up, she stretched out her hand to block him: "You have already lost."

  "Lost?" Emperor Zong was stunned, looking at the crowd below, seeing them staring at him one by one, his expression changed, and he muttered in a trance-like state: "I actually lost? I actually lost?"

  "Emperor Zhuang, I'm sure you're a man of your word and won't go back on it." Mu Tianyou stood up, his sharp eyes narrowing as he gazed at Emperor Zongheng's body on the stage. With a burst of energy, he leapt onto the stage, walked behind Emperor Zongheng, and helped him release the restraints of his martial power, while also resetting his dislocated shoulder bone.

  Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhong's face turned pale as he looked at the thousands of civilians below the platform. Was he to kneel down and apologize in front of so many people? Was he to become Tang Xin's subordinate from now on? To obey her orders? This was even more humiliating than being killed!

  "Is it Emperor Zhuang?"

  "Kneel down and apologize! Kneel down and apologize! Kneel down and apologize!"

  Thousands of people on the side were also shouting loudly, asking him to kneel down and apologize in front of everyone. As he heard the deafening roar, he suddenly fell weakly to the ground, his whole body seemed to have lost its soul, as if unable to accept such an ending.

  "Tang Xin..." Emperor Xian had arrived on stage wanting to plead for mercy, but didn't know how to start.

  Tang Zhengyu saw Di Zong's dejected appearance and felt a pang of sympathy. After all, they had once been friends, and now he had lost not only the game but also his dignity, reputation, and face in front of so many people. If he were to kneel down in front of everyone, it would be even more cruel than killing him. Moreover, Di Zong was genuinely fond of Tang Zhengyu's daughter, and if their families' relationship became too strained, it wouldn't be good for them when they met again in the future.

  He sighed softly and walked forward: "Xin'er, that's it! We're going back, it's enough."

  Tang Zihao saw his father like this and wanted to speak up, but he opened his mouth and still didn't say anything.

  The heads of various big families and thousands of ordinary people around them heard Tang Zhengyu's words, and they all secretly praised his magnanimity and tolerance. After all, if the emperor had won this competition today, he might not have let Tang Xin and others off so easily.

  "Sister, forget it. As long as he doesn't bother us in the future, that's all that matters. Let's go back!" Tang Zihao also spoke up, his eyes falling on the figure of Tang Xin in a blue dress on stage. He was deeply proud of this younger sister.

  Tang Xin didn't say a word, just quietly looked at them, Di Shuang's eyes filled with pleading, her father's reluctance, and the fat brother's indifference. Then she turned to look at Di Zong who was sitting on the ground, in this moment, he seemed to have aged ten years, his soulless appearance made him seem like a man without a spirit. He probably couldn't bear this heavy blow either! The once proud and powerful warrior had fallen into her hands in front of so many people today, this punishment was already enough for him.

  In the corner below the stage, Mu Chenfeng glanced at Tang Xin on the stage with a smile that was not quite a smile. He stood up, his robes fluttering, and turned to leave with his entourage. Even without looking again, he knew what she would do - with her usual style, she would never let go of someone who had intended to kill her. It seemed that Di Shang Mo had some place in her heart, or else he wouldn't have shaken her decision.

  But Mu Tianyou's deep and mysterious gaze fell on Tang Xin, watching her expression change. What would she do? Would she let Emperor Zonghen off or still make him kneel down and apologize?

  After a long while, Tang Xin looked at Di Zonghen with a pale face: "Since my father also said so, the matter of kneeling down to apologize is forgotten. From now on, you'd better not come to the Xiang Mansion looking for trouble again, otherwise, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself!"

  Her cold voice fell, and she swept her sleeve, walking down from the stage. At this time, Mu Tianyu's eyes flashed, asking: "Tang Xin, didn't you say that if he lost, he would obey you from now on?"

  She paused in her tracks, half-turned around, and cast a glance at the defeated Emperor Zong: "He can't even enter my eyes." She had thought that as a powerful ruler of a region, he wouldn't be someone she would despise, but after their previous confrontation, he greatly disappointed her. Even in defeat, he didn't have the courage to admit it - how could she possibly want him?

  Can't get into her eyes?

  Moy Tianyou's sharp and profound gaze fell on the cyan figure, watching her leave the arena with her family. The elegant and proud aura emanating from her made him narrow his eyes, a hint of darkness flashing at the bottom of his eyes.

  Tang Xin, it's really good, very good...

  "Dad, Dad."

  "Master? Master?"

  Emperor Zong Hen suddenly snatched the sword from the waist of a middle-aged man beside him and slashed it at his own neck, the fierce force making Emperor Di Shang and the surrounding crowd gasp in unison.

  "Father, no!" he exclaimed, swiftly raising his hand to knock away the sword that was heading for his neck.

  "Clang!"

  A sword with a cold glow fell onto the stage, emitting a clear and crisp clanging sound. Seeing the sword fall, the crowd below couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. What a close call! He almost died! Really didn't expect him to be so desperate, actually wanting to take his own life.

  The people below shook their heads and sighed, and then dispersed one after another. The trial was already over, and the winner had also left. What were they still doing here?

  As the villagers dispersed, the heads of various families looked at each other and stepped forward to advise: "The landlord doesn't have to be like this. Tang Xinsheng only won because of his technique. If he had used martial arts, she wouldn't have been able to withstand a single blow. No matter how formidable she is, she's just an ordinary person without martial arts skills."

  "Yes! The Manor Lord is a mighty overlord, if he were to take his own life just because he lost a contest to her, wouldn't that be a waste? With the Manor Lord's cultivation, there are only a few people on this continent who can compare to him, don't think of anything rash!"

  "Victory and defeat are common occurrences in the world of martial arts. For those of us who roam the jianghu, it's inevitable that we'll engage in trials by combat with others, and winning or losing is unavoidable."

  "Even if the Young Master loses this match, he is still the master of the number one estate in the world. Tang Xin is just a daughter of a prime minister's family, why must the Young Master take her too seriously? The world of martial arts is vast and profound, if the Young Master acquires new skills in the future, how can Tang Xin be his opponent?"

  Listening to the words of the crowd, Mu Tianyu's stern face flashed a hint of a smile, his deep and sharp eyes glanced at them, without saying a word, he turned and left.

  They said that he was still the master of the number one manor in the world, and the power of the number one manor was enough to rival his imperial power. The small Tang family's thousand gold could not be compared to it. Victory or defeat is just a normal thing for military families, but today he lost to Tang Xin, which would indeed damage his reputation. If someone were to mention it in the future, they would definitely say that the master of the number one manor in the world had lost to a woman with no martial arts skills, and anyone who heard it would laugh out loud.

  On the other side, when Tang Xin and her group returned to the Xiang Mansion, Tang Zihao's excited voice loudly shouted: "Mother, we're back! Sister won the competition! Mother!"

  However, as they walked towards the government office, they saw that all the guards and maids had fallen to the ground unconscious. Seeing this scene, several people were shocked and quickly ran inside. When they saw the bodies of the dark guards lying on the ground with blood splattered everywhere, their hearts suddenly contracted.

  "Madam?" Tang Zhengyu muttered in a low voice, and quickly rushed inside like he had lost his soul: "Madam!"

  "How could this be? Mother! Where are you, mother?" Tang Zihao rushed inside in a panic, his flustered voice filled with uncontrollable fear and tremble.

  Tang Xin's heart was racing, thumping with fear and panic, but instead of running inside, she quickly walked to the side of the dead guards to examine their wounds. When she saw that all of the top-notch guards in the mansion had been killed with a single knife wound, her hand involuntarily trembled.

  These Dark Guards were all killed by sneak attacks from behind, some with a knife cutting through their throat, others with a knife hitting the heart from behind, the moves were ruthless and deadly, all of them fatal techniques, and these moves...

  No! It can't be him! He has no reason to do so!

  Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a dark guard tightly grasping something in his hand, which made her heart sink.

  "Sister! Can't find Mother, searched everywhere inside and out, but still can't find Mother. Have you found any clues here? Can we investigate who took advantage of this opportunity to sneak into the mansion?"

  "Sister?" Seeing her suddenly get up and rush towards the backyard, he was taken aback and hastily followed.

  Xia Xue and Xia Yu saw her unusual appearance, walked closer to the body of the dark guard, and suddenly showed a look of astonishment: "This... this seems to be Mo's clothes..." The clothes on Mo's body were all prepared by them. At first glance, it was clear that the torn corner of Mo's clothes was... what exactly happened? Could it be that Mo killed the dark guard in the mansion and took away the lady?

  "Who is Mo?" Tang Zhengyu asked in a low voice, walking over with big strides, his gaze falling on the small piece of clothing being pulled by the dark guard's hand, his eyebrows furrowed into a line.

  "Old, old sir." The two were stunned, never expecting him to hear their conversation.

  "Sir, just one piece of clothing can't prove anything. Let's go to the backyard and take a look first. Maybe Miss will find something."

  Tang Zhengyu also thought it was reasonable, so he nodded and followed them to the backyard.

  Nothing?

  He pushed open a door, but saw that the room was empty and there was no one inside. He couldn't help but pause for a moment, wondering where he had gone. If today's events were unrelated to him, then he shouldn't be standing idly by in this mansion. This meant that it was highly likely that he was chasing after those who took his mother away.

  After calming down and thinking carefully, he became more and more certain that there was no reason for him to take away his mother. Judging from the scene in the mansion, it should be that at that time he did not fight with those people, otherwise there must be signs of fighting in this mansion, and they could make him leave without any clues or information, those people must be extraordinary!

  Who would dare to lay hands on the Princess's mansion? What was the purpose of abducting her mother? What were those people after?

  "Sister, what's wrong? Is there any clue in this yard?" Tang Zihao followed and saw her standing with her head down, frowning and thinking, so he quickly walked over.

  "Xin'er, who is that Mo? Is the clothing in the Dark Guard's hand Mo's? Where is he?" Tang Zhengyu also followed here and heard his words. Xia Xue spoke up: "Miss, we recognized that the clothing belongs to Mo, Master also..."

  She nodded and said, "Dad, Brother Pangzi, Mo is a man I rescued a few days ago. I let him recover from his injuries in this courtyard, but he's not here now."

  "Is he the man you rescued? Do you know his background? Could it be that he is responsible for what's been happening in the mansion?"

  "The moves that killed the Dark Guards were all sneak attacks from behind, and they all ended with a single fatal blow. The technique was indeed similar to Mo's, and there was also a piece of Mo's clothing in the Dark Guard's hand. The bloodstains at the scene had already dried up, clearly indicating that the murder took place shortly after we left. From various signs, I did think about whether it could have been him who did it, but after calming down and thinking carefully, I concluded that it was absolutely impossible."

  She said slowly, taking a deep breath: "He had no reason to do so, and he's my man, I absolutely believe he wouldn't do such a thing! There must be something we don't know about here. Now that he's gone missing, it's highly likely that he went after that group of people."

  In the dark, the figure who was about to come down heard this conversation, and the feeling of being trusted by others flashed through his heart with a strange unfamiliarity. His crimson eyes flickered with a hint of emotion as he gazed at the green-clad figure below, and suddenly felt that he was no longer alone.

  "Master."

  He jumped down and appeared in front of them. Tang Zhengyu and Tang Zihao both reacted instinctively to the sudden appearance of the black-clad man, but they were stunned when they saw his blood-red eyes and the intense killing aura emanating from his body.

  A very strong murderous aura!

  Digression

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