In Ji Yaohua’s courtyard, the three of them stood in a tripod formation.
Their competition actually took the form of a three-way battle.
In other words, among these three, at times they would be enemies, at times they would form alliances, and at times they would strike each other. Such a contest was highly variable and also filled with higher challenges.
Their gazes constantly crossed in mid-air, with fierce battle flames kindled in their eyes.
Ji Yaohua gave an evil grin, put away the fan in his hand, and said to Mu Qingge, "Since Ying Ze doesn’t have a Holy Artifact, we shouldn’t use weapons to bully him either."
"No need," Ying Ze said coldly.
Mu Qingge nodded, retracted the Linglong Spear, "You’re right, if we’re pursuing fairness, then we should eliminate all unfair factors. Barehanded, it’s also easier to exert ourselves here."
The two of them insisted, and Ying Ze no longer spoke, only quietly put away his weapon.
He didn’t take the opportunity to ask Mu Qingge to forge a Holy Level Weapon for him.
All three of them put away their weapons, but the tension between them only increased.
"Come on!" Ji Yaohua shouted excitedly, initiating the attack.
His target was naturally Mu Qingge.
But Ying Ze was not to be outdone and simultaneously attacked Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge’s eyes narrowed sharply, raising her hands, one hand turned into a palm to clash with Ji Yaohua’s palm strike, while the other hand turned into a fist, directly meeting Ying Ze’s punch.
Boom—!
Two loud bangs echoed simultaneously.
Shock flashed in Ji Yaohua and Ying Ze’s eyes as they were both blown backward, while Mu Qingge was also pushed back. At the center of the three, a powerful Spiritual Power Wave exploded, shattering the stone slabs on the courtyard ground.
"You actually possess such formidable strength!" Ying Ze exclaimed in shock.
His Ying Family, known for Bloodline Power of strength, was unexpectedly met with swelling wrists from Mu Qingge’s punch. He was well aware of the power in his punch just now, unexpected that Mu Qingge, while one against two, could still counterattack so effortlessly.
Ying Ze was amazed, and Ji Yaohua was also deeply shocked.
He was not only stunned by Mu Qingge’s speed but also by her reactions. He attacked first and even integrated his Bloodline Power of wind control into the move, yet Mu Qingge still managed to take it.
Mu Qingge’s lip curled slightly; having cultivated the Divine Strategy Upper Volume, her body’s strength had long surpassed ordinary people. Not to mention receiving a blow from Ying Ze, even her full-force punch could break through three layers of Divine Level Armor.
"Come again!" Mu Qingge smiled, actively issuing a challenge.
This time, she took the initiative to attack, and her target was Ying Ze. Ying Ze’s expression tensed, fully confronting the attack. Ji Yaohua’s gaze flickered, and he also rushed in, joining Ying Ze to face Mu Qingge.
The three fought up and down, hard to distinguish, their figures almost indistinguishable from one another.
Barehanded, their fight was exceptionally fierce; the winds from their fists and palms continuously breaking branches in the courtyard, and even the fake mountain rocks were ground to dust in the tremor.
Suddenly, Ying Ze changed his move and turned to attack Ji Yaohua.
Ji Yaohua leaned back and narrowly dodged, withdrawing a hand to attack Ying Ze in return.
As the fight went on, Mu Qingge and Ji Yaohua joined forces again, jointly dealing with Ying Ze. Though Ying Ze’s cultivation was not on par with theirs, he relied on his Bloodline Power to match them evenly.
The more they fought, the sharper their exchanges became.
Soon, Ji Yaohua and Ying Ze teamed up once more to take on Mu Qingge together.
Mu Qingge responded quickly, her moves crisp and decisive, unreserved against the two, fighting more and more ferociously.
Ji Yaohua and Ying Ze were increasingly startled; they had not anticipated Mu Qingge’s boxing and kicking skills to be equally astonishing. This close combat seemed specially tailored for her—her strikes were tricky, accurate, with tremendous force.
Bang!
Bang, bang!
Boom—!
Three fists collided mid-air, and a formidable wave of Spiritual Power emanated from their fists, causing all three to tilt backward, thus creating a distance between them.
All three landed at the same time; by then, Ji Yaohua’s courtyard was already unrecognizable, a complete mess.
Ji Yaohua looked at Mu Qingge and sighed, "For someone so slender, you possess such tremendous strength that even Ying Ze can’t defeat you! Just what kind of monster are you? Could there be an extraordinary fierce beast hiding under that human skin?"
Mu Qingge’s lip twitched, defeated by his wild imagination.
Ying Ze brushed the dust off his robe and looked at Mu Qingge, saying, "As I am now, I’m not your match."
Ji Yaohua chuckled, adding, "If we really fight it out, I might battle with you for days and nights, but in the end, the one to lose would still be me."
"You two are too self-deprecating," Mu Qingge flicked her sleeve lightly.
She didn’t think herself that strong, merely cultivating the Divine Strategy had made her body more resilient. According to Yin Chen, her body now resembled a human-shaped weapon, even Divine Level Weapons would find it hard to breach her defense.
"This is not a place for talking; let’s move somewhere else," Ji Yaohua flicked his robe sleeve and said to the two.
To this, Mu Qingge and Ying Ze had no objections.
They left Ji Yaohua’s courtyard and turned into a flower hall. This flower hall was where Mu Qingge was brought on her first day here.
Handmaidens soon delivered tea, snacks, and an abundance of fruits.
The three sat around the table, drinking tea and chatting idly.
"It won’t be long before the Green Talent List updates. Should today’s battle spread, I’m afraid I’ll have to yield my second place on the list," Ji Yaohua laughed as he peeled fruit.
His expression revealed not much disappointment. The ranking on the Green Talent List didn’t seem that crucial to him.



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