Beautiful CEO’s Top Martial Expert
Chapter 1187 - 1185: Coming Back Again

Chapter 1187: Chapter 1185: Coming Back Again

"You..."

Dongfang Ao’s face darkened, a trace of anger flashing in his eyes as he pointed at Dongfang Yanran.

"Enough, Ao’er, calm down!"

At this moment, Dongfang Teng patted Dongfang Ao’s shoulder and spoke, glancing at Dongfang Yanran.

"Yanran, although Ao’er did something inappropriate, he is, after all, your brother. You shouldn’t be hitting him over an outsider!"

"He’s not an outsider; he is my father, the former Clan Leader of the Eastern Clan, who set the engagement for me and my fiancé!"

Dongfang Yanran articulated each word clearly.

"Yanran, your fiancé has now fallen off a cliff and become a skeleton; it is such a pity. I had wanted to crush him under my feet personally, but I didn’t expect him to die so easily!"

Xuanyuan Hong walked over, shook his head, and spoke softly.

"If you want a fight, I’ll accompany you!"

Luo Qianyu’s gaze swept toward Xuanyuan Hong as he spoke firmly.

"Eastern Clan, Beiming Clan, you should be aware of the consequences of what you’re doing. Do you wish to follow in the footsteps of the Ximen Clan?"

Yan Haotian arrived with members of Dragon Soul, his face dark and eyes flashing with a chilly gleam as he swept a glance at the Eastern Clan and Beiming Clan.

"What do you mean?"

Dongfang Teng frowned and looked at Yan Haotian, and Beiming Xuan’s eyes also held a hint of confusion—they didn’t know that Xiao Yifeng’s master was the super-strong One who had eradicated the Ximen Clan.

Meanwhile, Situ Hong, Clan Leader of the Situ Clan, had a playful smile on his lips and a cunning light flickering in his eyes.

"Hmph, figure it out slowly for yourselves. I can only say that you are seeking your own demise this time. You just better pray that he’s still alive," Yan Haotian said coldly.

"Stop with the cryptic talk, just a brash young fellow with a bit of strength—what’s so great about him? He fell into a ravine, how could he still be alive? Who do you think he is, huh?" Beiming Xuan said disdainfully, then turned his gaze toward Mo Canghai, "Sect Master Mo, now that Xiao Yifeng is dead, there’s a spot missing in the top ten of the Martial Path Tournament; should we select someone else to fill it?"

"This..."

Mo Canghai’s gaze flickered, his expression hesitant.

"Indeed, we should select a new person to enter the top ten of the Martial Path Tournament!"

Nangong Han spoke up directly, obviously eager to use this opportunity to re-enter the top ten of the Martial Path Tournament. After all, as the Young Clan Leader of the Hidden World Clans, not making it into the top ten would indeed be embarrassing.

"So you all really want to be my replacement?"

A light and drifting voice suddenly sounded; two figures slowly approached from afar—it was Mo Siyu and Xiao Yifeng. At this moment, Xiao Yifeng had a playful smirk on his lips.

"Little Feng!"

Seeing Xiao Yifeng appear, Yan Ruyu was visibly excited, rushing over and embracing him.

Gu Qingcheng, seeing Xiao Yifeng return safely, also had a spark of excitement in her eyes, while Yan Haotian and others all showed smiling faces.

"I knew this guy wouldn’t die so easily," Luo Qianyu said with a smile.

"This... how is this possible? Weren’t you already..."

Beiming Xuan and Dongfang Ao, seeing Xiao Yifeng alive again before them, wore looks of disbelief, their pupils dilated.

Beiming You and Dongfang Teng’s faces went through several changes.

"Siyu, why are you here?"

Mo Canghai, upon seeing Mo Siyu appear, quickly spoke.

"Father, I decided I would also come to take a look at the Martial Path Tournament!" Mo Siyu said softly, revealing that she was indeed the daughter of Mo Canghai.

"You and him..."

Mo Canghai said, casting a glance at Xiao Yifeng.

"Yesterday, I was healing in the Cold Valley when he fell down, so today, I came out with him."

Mo Siyu spoke indifferently, not revealing the whole story.

"Moreover, he cured my daughter’s cold disease!"

Mo Siyu continued.

"What? He cured your cold disease?"

Mo Canghai looked shocked, carefully examining Mo Siyu’s body.

"That’s right!"

Mo Siyu nodded.

"It seems this youngster is indeed no ordinary person!"

A flicker of surprise flashed through Mo Canghai’s eyes as he looked at Xiao Yifeng.

At this moment, Xiao Yifeng let go of Yan Ruyu and stared directly at Beiming Xuan and Dongfang Ao.

"It looks like I should have appeared later, so you could celebrate less. But are you so eager to be my replacements? Do you even qualify?"

Xiao Yifeng said coldly as he looked at the group.

"You..."

Beiming Xuan’s face darkened as he glared at Xiao Yifeng.

"Killing me won’t be so easy. I remember last night’s grudge, and one day, I will take revenge."

Xiao Yifeng said coldly.

Straightaway, Xiao Yifeng’s gaze turned to Qijie and the others.

"Brother Xiao, I knew you would be fine, you don’t seem the type to die young."

Qijie looked at Xiao Yifeng and said with a grin.

"Of course, how could I die so easily?"

Xiao Yifeng smiled lightly.

"Kid, it’s a good thing you’re not dead, for I’ve been waiting to trample you underfoot,"

Xuanyuan Hong said to Xiao Yifeng in a calm voice.

"I will meet your expectations and trample you underfoot!"

Xiao Yifeng looked at Xuanyuan Hong with a proud demeanor, his eyes showing no fear but full of confidence instead.

"Alright, everyone, today is the fourth day of the Martial Path Conference and the final day of competition. Today is the ranking competition for the top ten of the Martial Path Conference. Your rank represents your achievement and what rewards you will get."

"The top three in the Martial Path Conference will be granted additional access to the Tian Mountain Sect’s Secret Realm, and the first place will receive an extra Poxu Fruit provided by the Xuanyuan Clan, which is very effective for Martial Artists. I hope you all put forth your best effort and strive for first place."

Mo Canghai stood at the forefront and spoke to Xiao Yifeng and the other ten participants.

"Now, I will announce the rules for today’s top ten ranking competition. Do you see the ten arenas in front of you, each marked with a rank number?"

Mo Canghai said indifferently.

In front of Xiao Yifeng and the others, ten arenas had been rebuilt, each marked with a rank number from one to ten.

The arena marked with a one was entirely gold, the one with a two was entirely silver, and the one with a three was entirely black, while the remaining seven arenas were all grey.

"The ranks marked on these ten arenas represent the top ten positions of the Martial Path Conference. What you have to do today is simple, just fight for the rank of the arena you wish to claim."

"If you want to be ranked first, then fight for the gold arena. You have a time limit of two hours. After two hours, whoever stands on which arena will claim that rank. This is what we call a free-for-all battle. How high you rank is entirely up to your own skill and ability."

Mo Canghai explained each point.