Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 293 - 0292 Another Battlefield

Chapter 293: 0292 Another Battlefield

The Sixth Owl, Fang Lianping!

A figure of middling strength among the ten owls, many had long recognized this prodigy in the martial arts world.

At the moment, this individual from the ten owls wished to face off against a stranger, even placing a wager, stirring up the curiosity and attention of many.

Lin Wurou, Mu Zhige, and Li Xiaohu noticed that Ye Qiu and Fang Lianping seemed intent on clashing, as people around them had cleared a space.

"Are they really going to fight?" Li Xiaohu exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Wurou and Mu Zhige did not answer Li Xiaohu, as the scene before them was enough to prove that the two were going to have a major confrontation.

Between Ye Qiu and Fang Lianping, an invisible aura was contending in the air, a sign that once it burst, their battle would begin.

During this standoff, on the stage, martial artists from the north and south were fiercely determining the victor.

The martial artists from the north emphasized strength, each of them big and tall, every one of them exceedingly robust.

This formed a sharp contrast with the martial artists from the south.

One was like a strong man who had been galloping across the plains for years, powerful and vigorous, another like a scholar from the south, exuding an air of gentle gentility.

At present, the southern martial artists held the advantage, with quite a few making it to the second line, having survived ten matches.

As for the north, only a scattering few had progressed to the next round.

The northern martial artists had to catch up, or they would be left far behind by the south.

Just as the north sent another martial artist to the stage, Ye Zi first focused her attention on the battle platform, but it took her a while to realize that many people’s gaze had been drawn elsewhere.

Atop Mount Hua, the might was chilling, and the cold wind penetrated deep into the bones.

Ordinary people would find it hard to endure even half an hour here, only these martial artists who practiced year-round could withstand the bone-chilling wind.

Two figures stood still in place, yet even when they did not move, they still drew the majority of gazes.

These people were attracted for no other reason but to catch a glimpse of Fang Lianping’s grace among the ten owls.

"Are today’s youths all so impatient?" a martial arts elder lamented.

What he implied was that Ye Qiu and Fang Lianping were too eager, choosing to spar directly on open ground instead of fighting on the stage.

"Youngsters have that spirited drive, unlike us old bones preoccupied with too many rules and worries. I actually find these two young ones rather admirable," another martial arts elder commented with a smile.

The elder who had spoken first did not mind, saying, "I recognize one of the youngsters. I remember it’s Fang...Fang Lianping; he was quite outstanding three years ago, if I’m not mistaken, ranked sixth."

"People from the ten owls, once they start fighting directly, overshadow the two vigorous youngsters on stage."

"Who is this young man fighting with Fang Lianping? He looks very unfamiliar."

At those words, many eyes turned towards Ye Qiu. At that moment, Chen Yifeng, Wang Hesheng, and others who knew Ye Qiu were taken aback—it was he who confronted Fang Lianping.

It was unexpected yet expected; anyone with the courage to challenge Fang Lianping should rank Ye Qiu among them.

But to start fighting now seemed somewhat premature.

Seeing that many martial arts seniors did not recognize Ye Qiu, Chen Yifeng couldn’t help laughing, "I know this young man."

"Oh, Brother Chen actually knows him?" Many curious eyes turned to Chen Yifeng, hoping to learn something from him.

Chen Yifeng originally wanted to keep them guessing, but seeing so many eager eyes on him, he didn’t hold back and said directly, "I believe many of you are aware of the incident a while ago when a master from the island nation assassinated our martial artists."

"What does this young man have to do with what Brother Chen is talking about?"

"Haha, of course, there’s a connection! It was he who discovered the assassin from the island nation and eliminated five beast-men."

Chen Yifeng’s words stirred a thousand waves, not a few eyes were repeatedly drawn to Ye Qiu, and curiosity about him surged.

"That explains it. No wonder he is undaunted by Fang Lianping’s presence. Since it’s him, this contest should be quite the spectacle."

"This young man was taken away by a mysterious master, right? Could his appearance here be to participate in the North-South Martial Arts Conference?"

Chen Yifeng unveiled Ye Qiu’s identity, drawing the attention of many martial arts seniors. Unbeknownst to Ye Qiu, he had already become the subject of much discussion, especially among those seniors who were still pondering the mysterious master who had taken Ye Qiu away.

A young martial artist of extraordinary skill, a rising star, followed by a mysterious and possibly legendary master—this drew the gaze of many curious onlookers, including that of significant figures in the martial community.

"So, he is Ye Qiu, the one mentioned by Tang Yao." Qian Zhen, the head of the temple, said slowly, his gaze fixed on Ye Qiu from afar, nodding to himself in secret. As someone on the brink of reaching the legendary realm, he couldn’t see through Ye Qiu’s ability at a glance, which greatly surprised him. What level had this young man, whom his disciple Tang Yao saw as a formidable opponent, reached?

Even Qian Zhen could not determine it.

Qian Zhen wasn’t the only one unable to see through Ye Qiu; any martial arts master attempting to gauge his strength walked away frustrated, their curiosity about Ye Qiu’s prowess growing stronger.

They couldn’t help but admire—this young man’s skills must be extraordinary.

"Are you here too?" Ye Zi muttered to herself as she gazed at that slender figure.

So much had happened between her and Ye Qiu. Because of Ye Qiu, she had preferred to become the disciple of Southern Monster to avoid being a burden on him. The last time she saw Ye Qiu, she didn’t leave with him, and that night, Ye Zi had lain awake all night, thinking Ye Qiu must have been angry with her.

But she had no regrets, if her actions meant learning skills to one day share his burdens even under an unwanted master, then Ye Zi felt all she had done was worthwhile.

"Brother Ye Qiu, this is your stage. You once made a name for yourself in the entire assassin community; even this martial world cannot confine you now. Ye Zi believes you will become the youngest master of the martial arts world, even the Ten Greats are just steps on your ascent to the pinnacle, merely stepping stones."

"Your journey is still long, very long."

"I will keep striving in silence, always quietly supporting you from behind, ready to become your backing, even if faced with a thousand swords, I would use my body to shield you, sacrificing my life without hoping you suffer the slightest injury..."