Chapter 17: Truly Worthy of Being My Grandchild Yang Ming

A short while later, Yang Hai arrived at Yang Chao's courtyard with his son Yang Zhong and a host of guards.

Seeing Yang Chao, Huang Ying, Yang Xiaotian, and Yang Ling'er all present, Yang Hai didn't waste words and went straight to the point.

"What, you want us to move out now!" Yang Chao and Huang Ying's faces looked unpleasant.

Yang Hai kept his expression neutral, "Today, her Highness the Fourth Princess has come, bringing too many attendants with her. There aren't enough rooms in Yang Family Manor, and you would have to move sooner or later anyway. It's the same if you move today, and I hope my younger brother can understand the plight of Yang Family Manor."

Yang Chao responded with an angry laugh, "Understand the plight of Yang Family Manor? Does Yang Family Manor understand our plight?" He suppressed his anger and said, "Fine, we'll move today."

At that moment, Yang Zhong stared at Yang Xiaotian, "Yang Xiaotian, do you remember what I said last time? I told you that when I return, I would challenge you again."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaotian stared back, "I remember, so what, you want to challenge me now?"

Yang Zhong was taken aback for a moment but then smiled, "Right now! Let's head to the Martial Arts Stage, how about that?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaotian could clearly understand the trick in his opponent's heart. Yang Zhong intended to defeat him at the Martial Arts Stage in front of everyone from Yang Family Manor for an even greater thrill.

At that moment, Yang Chao said to Yang Zhong, "Yang Zhong, Xiaotian is no match for you, there's no need for a match."

He had already heard about Yang Zhong's breakthrough to the third rank.

However, Yang Hai smiled and said, "Younger brother, the children are just playing. There's no need to worry; Yang Zhong will be careful with his strikes and won't hurt Xiaotian."

Before Yang Chao could say anything more, Yang Xiaotian spoke up, "Good, I'll see you at the Martial Arts Stage." He then stepped towards the direction of the Martial Arts Stage.

Seeing this, Yang Zhong secretly rejoiced and also headed towards the Martial Arts Stage.

Yang Hai followed them and at the same time covertly signaled his guards to spread the news of Yang Xiaotian and Yang Zhong's upcoming match at the Martial Arts Stage.

Meanwhile, Yang Chao and Huang Ying watched Yang Xiaotian heading towards the Martial Arts Stage with worried expressions.

"This child is just as impulsive as you!" Huang Ying said anxiously.

Yang Chao managed a bitter smile; this had nothing to do with him.

At that moment, Yang Ming and Chen Yuan were discussing the upcoming auction of the top-quality Foundation Building Spiritual Liquid by the Wind Cloud Commerce Guild in a month, when a guard from Yang Family Manor came in to report that Yang Xiaotian and Yang Zhong were going to compete at the Martial Arts Stage. The two of them became interested and headed towards the Martial Arts Stage.

Princess Cheng Beibei also received the news and was astonished, "My little disciple is going to compete with a kid named Yang Xiaotian?"

"Yes, this Yang Xiaotian is Young Master Yang Zhong's cousin, just a few days younger than him," her subordinate Liao Chengfei explained. "However, this Yang Xiaotian awakened a second-rank Giant Tortoise Martial Soul."

"A second-rank Giant Tortoise Martial Soul dares to compete with my little disciple?" Cheng Beibei laughed, "Isn't this just asking for a beating? Let's go; we'll also have some fun watching."

Having said that, she led Liao Chengfei and the others towards the Yang Family Manor Martial Arts Stage.

Suddenly, a crowd gathered around the Martial Arts Stage.

Upon arriving, Chen Yuan looked up at Yang Xiaotian on the Martial Arts Stage and chuckled, "Little guy, I remember you said last time that when my disciple returned, you wanted to defeat him with one move, right? You'd better give it everything you've got later. If my disciple defeats you with one strike, that would be quite an embarrassment."

Yang Xiaotian replied, "And what if I defeat your disciple?"

Hearing this, Chen Yuan laughed heartily, stroking his chin's beard, "If you really defeat my disciple, then I will take you on as my disciple."

Thanks to the training over the past few days, his disciple Yang Zhong's strength had changed drastically.

How could Yang Xiaotian possibly be a match for his disciple?

"But, be careful. My disciple is very strong now, beyond your imagination," Chen Yuan said with a smile.

"Is that so," Yang Xiaotian looked at Yang Zhong in front of him.

Princess Cheng Beibei shook her head with a chuckle, "A second-rank Martial Soul has the audacity to want to defeat my little disciple?"

"How idiotic."

Cheng Beibei's voice wasn't loud, but many people at the scene heard her.

Yang Zhong looked at Yang Xiaotian, his Fighting Spirit churning, and said, "Yang Xiaotian, summon your Martial Soul, and make your move first."

However, Yang Xiaotian shook his head, "You make the first move instead, so you don't end up crying from a single punch like last time."

Last time, Yang Zhong had let Yang Xiaotian make the first move, and as a result, he was beaten into having panda eyes.

Reminded of the disgraceful scene at the last annual gathering, Yang Zhong couldn't help but feel irked. Suddenly, he launched a punch towards Yang Xiaotian, "Yang Xiaotian, take this punch!"

Yang Zhong's strike was like a tiger bursting out of its cage, his punch faintly carrying the might of a fierce tiger.

"Late third rank!"

The Yang Family Manor guards present were shocked.

After Yang Zhong's breakthrough to the third rank, neither Yang Ming nor Yang Hai had publicized it, so the guards were astonished to see Yang Zhong had now reached the late third rank.

Both Yang Ming and Yang Hai were also taken aback.

In Yang Zhong's letter home, he only mentioned breaking through to the third rank but did not specify reaching the late phase of the third rank.

Both had assumed that Yang Zhong had merely managed a breakthrough to the third rank.

"Good, good, indeed a fine grandson of mine!" Yang Ming, watching Yang Zhong on the Martial Arts Stage, said excitedly.

His grandson Yang Zhong had given him a huge surprise indeed.

"This lad, he's got my flair from back in the day," Yang Hai also laughed heartily, showing his excitement.

He, too, hadn't expected his son to give him such a big surprise.

Chen Yuan also revealed a satisfied smile, his disciple Yang Zhong had exceeded his expectations, and he was incredibly pleased.

Yang Ming asked Chen Yuan, "Lord Chen Yuan, the technique that Zhong'er is using, is that the Tiger King Fist?"

The Tiger King Fist was one of the Divine Sword Academy's supreme postnatal martial arts techniques, and it was well-known to Yang Ming.

"Exactly, it's the Tiger King Fist," Chen Yuan confirmed with a smile.

Amid the audience's admiration, Yang Zhong's punch reached in front of Yang Xiaotian.

Watching the tiger-like Yang Zhong strike, Yang Xiaotian remained unruffled. Lifting his hand, he let the fourth-rank Acquired power flow and casually threw out a punch.

Boom!

Their fists collided.

Brilliant light trembled.

Suddenly, Yang Zhong, who had charged like a fierce tiger, was sent flying out like a frayed leaf or a tattered piece of silk.

In the end, he slammed into the edge of the Martial Arts Stage.

The impact sent dust scattering all around the edge of the stage.