Supreme Martial God of the City

Fang Qintian gave a strong push, knocking the two people to the ground. Ye Tian ignored them and walked straight ahead.

"Hahahaha~~~~"

The entire hall fell silent for a moment, then erupted in uproarious laughter, everyone looking at the two on the ground with mockery all over their faces.

"Isn't that Yang Ming from the Tianhai Yang Family and Li Hui from the Li Family? What are they doing??"

"Is the floor too warm? Are they planning to sleep there overnight??"

"So embarrassing, falling over from a light push. Have they been playing with too many women and become weak?"

Members from other families, who had always had bad relations with the Yang Family and the Li Family, started pointing at the two of them, some playing the villain, others the hero, all trying to ridicule them.

"Damn it! I'm going to kill that bastard!"

Li Hui's face was full of venomous hatred. He spat on the ground and turned to charge at Fang Qintian.

"Hold on, Brother Li, there are too many people here. We'll get our revenge later."

Yang Ming had a bit more sense. With his Yellow Rank cultivation, he couldn't possibly be that weak. There had to be some trick.

Thinking this, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Ye Tian and the other two.

Li Hui, unwilling, was dragged to the side by Yang Ming and cursed under his breath: "Just wait, I'll kill you all later for daring to mess with me!"

Fang Qintian's push caused quite a stir in the hall. Qin Molin's beautiful eyes looked over and, seeing Ye Tian, she was full of joy. She walked over in high heels.

"Ye Tian, you're here." Qin Molin ran over, her black hair fluttering beautifully, she said sweetly, "I was thinking of going home early to see you."

Ye Tian looked at Qin Molin in front of him, feeling both familiar and a bit strange. This feeling had been there ever since her Phoenix Bloodline awakened.

Today, Qin Molin was wearing a blue dress, her black hair falling like a waterfall over her shoulders. Her delicate face was very pale, her eyes bright like stars, and her thin lips as tender as rose petals.

Especially her aura, noble and cold, giving off the feeling of an untouchable Fire Phoenix, making her all the more attractive. Now her beauty was not inferior to Mu Yunxi's.

"So heavy."

Ye Tian smiled faintly, feeling the fragrance in his embrace, and couldn't help taking a deep breath, looking down at Qin Molin.

Looking at Qin Molin, who always remained as cold as Nine Nether Cold Ice in the hall, never saying a word more to any young master who tried to strike up a conversation, not even sparing them a glance.

Now she was lying in Ye Tian's arms, her beautiful eyes sparkling with little stars, her face full of contentment, like lovers reuniting after a long time apart.

"Sister Moli, long time no see." Ye Tian rubbed his nose, his gaze dodging a bit, and gently took away her jade-like small hand from his waist, speaking solemnly.

This was his attempt to distance himself from Qin Molin. If this continued, the consequences would be unimaginable. He didn't want to get involved with another woman right now.

Lin Chumo, Mu Yunxi, and Chu Han Ya's departure had hurt him deeply.

"Will you look at me more often in the future?"

Qin Molin's eyes were like an autumn pool, hands dropping, looking at him with wide eyes, seemingly wanting an answer.

"I will. Let's go over there."

Ye Tian was silent for a while, unable to withstand Qin Molin's intense gaze.

"He is Chen Yaoyao's brother, Chen Bin."

Qin Molin stood shoulder to shoulder with Ye Tian, pointing at Chen Bin.

Chen Yaoyao was sitting on a high chair, eating cake. Chen Bin looked at Ye Tian, smiling insincerely and said, "Thank you for bringing my sister over, much appreciated."

Actually, Chen Bin was very jealous. He had come to Yunhai City for Qin Molin. They were not blood-related and could completely become a couple.

When he met Qin Molin at the Qin Family that day, he fell in love at first sight, constantly trying to attract the beauty's attention, hoping to win her favor.

He even used his sister Chen Yaoyao to get closer to Qin Molin. He had ulterior motives for this gathering.

"No problem, we should thank Yaoyao for bringing us in."

Ye Tian smiled slightly, ignoring Chen Bin's threatening look.

Chen Bin swirled his wine glass, lazily leaning against the table, smiling as he said, "Your follower just made Li Hui and Yang Ming fall over. Be careful of their revenge."

"If you need help, just mention my name, Chen Bin, and they will give me some face."

"No need..." Ye Tian shook his head, then moved aside as Qin Molin pulled him away.

Fang Qintian went to find something to eat on his own.

....

Half an hour passed.

"This Ye Tian, really doesn't know what's good for him." With venomous eyes like a Poison Snake, Chen Bin looked at Ye Tian and said, "Later during the competition, I'll make you lose all face."

On the other side.

"Sister Moli, your cultivation has advanced so quickly."

Ye Tian, holding a tiramisu, was surprised as he looked at Qin Molin.

In just a few days, she had jumped from Yellow Rank to the peak of Dark-grade, just one step away from breaking through to Earth Rank.

This rapid progression would make many self-proclaimed genius martial artists sweat in embarrassment.

"What's the use of being so fast?"

Qin Molin gently brushed the hair by her ear, her red lips slightly parted. With an enchanting and world-topping beauty, she sipped some red wine, her cheeks flushed, and said:

"I still can't catch up to you."

"Cough, cough, that's already very impressive."

Such ambiguous words, was this an indirect confession?

Ye Tian quickly swallowed the entire piece of tiramisu, choking a bit.

"Xiao Tian?? What's wrong??"

Qin Molin instantly panicked, her expression anxious, disregarding her image.

She gently held Ye Tian's face, softly wiping away a small piece of cake from the corner of his mouth.

"It's nothing, I just ate too quickly."

Ye Tian moved her hand away, shook his head, and smiled.

This scene was seen by Chen Bin, who trembled with jealousy, saying coldly: "No money, no power, how dare you compete with me, Chen Bin, for a woman?"

Others did not pay too much attention to Ye Tian, just chatting among themselves, as if they had momentarily forgotten about him. Even Li Hui and Yang Ming, after a quick glance, ignored him.

After all, they weren't in the same circle. Paying too much attention would only lower their status, with no benefits.

"Ding dong~~~"

The elevator door, which hadn't opened in half an hour, opened again, and a man in ancient attire stepped out.

A round of applause started, then continued, deafening claps echoing in the enclosed space.

This time, the young master of the Emperor Hotel finally made an appearance.

On the main stage, several burly men with powerful auras stood on either side, their sharp eyes scanning the crowd. No one dared to speak.

"Hello everyone, I'm the owner of the Emperor Hotel, Fang Yan."

"I am also the heir of the Ancient Martial Fang Family. Pleased to meet you all."

The man in ancient attire held a microphone, his voice steady and strong, lacking the arrogance of other young masters.

"What?? The Fang Family?? Ancient Martial Family?"

"So the Emperor Hotel has such a powerful background, terrifying."

"Those guards must have Dark-grade cultivation!"

The venue was filled with exclamations, one after another.

"Without much ado, this gathering is to determine the true Heavenly Pride."

"The Martial Arts Fighting Platform is open, and the final prize is a 500-year-old ginseng."

Fang Yan nodded and spoke again, pointing to the huge Martial Arts Fighting Platform beside the hall.

"What lavishness!!"

...

"Brother Li, here's your chance for revenge. That kid has no cultivation, you're sure to win."

Yang Ming stood beside Li Hui, whispering.

Li Hui, now blinded by anger and reeking of alcohol, couldn't care less about thinking it through, directly walking to the Martial Arts Fighting Platform and pointing at Ye Tian, shouting:

"You, come and fight me!"