Ultimate True Lord

In the end, Wen Jin gave up the idea of ​​introducing a wife to Jiang Ming.

After all, Jiang Ming was a late bloomer. After breaking through the Soft Force realm, he gained the favor of Master Liu and had the potential to enter the Entangling Force realm. If he were to fall into the trap of gentle pleasures, his will would be eroded, and the drive within him would soften.

This led to Jiang Ming's failure to pass through the pass.

Then Wen Jinke would be hard-pressed to escape blame.

Cangshan Martial Arts Arena.

The two continued watching the play.

Besides the three chiefs of the three major factions, they also saw the four young masters of Wangyue City gathered together.

These four individuals were of noble birth, from prestigious families, at least within Wangyue City. They were tall and composed, possessing an innate air of nobility. Their robes were made of the finest brocade, with gold embroidery along the edges.

She possesses an aura of nobility that is difficult for others to match.

Of the four, Jade Prince Su Yan was the most eye-catching.

It wasn't because this person's physique was unusual, nor because their strength surpassed others, but rather because of their stunningly beautiful, jade-like appearance.

Young Master Su Yan possessed exquisite features and a refined, gentle profile, to the point that it was difficult to distinguish between male and female. His long, flowing hair was tied into a neat black ponytail, cascading down his side, making his figure appear even more upright and slender.

A piece of warm, lustrous jade hung at his waist, making him appear even more aloof and noble.

He truly deserves the name of Young Master Yu.

"Old Jiang, after this competition is over, I'll take you to meet Su Yan."

Wen Jin turned to the side and spoke to Jiang Ming.

"I met Su Yan three months ago at a poetry gathering in Wangyue City. Don't be fooled by his aloof and arrogant appearance, which makes him seem unapproachable."

"Actually, among the four young masters, Su Yan is the most easy-going, the most generous, and the easiest to get along with."

He smiled faintly, clearly getting along well with Su Yan. But Wen Jin then remembered something and complained.

"However, when you're with Su Yan, it's best not to let him get even a drop of alcohol on him. Otherwise, Young Master Yu will turn into a madman."

"When this guy drinks, he loses all sense of who he is and likes to act crazy when he's drunk. Every time he drinks, he acts crazy again; his alcohol tolerance is really terrible. But he just loves to drink, it's really... sigh..."

Jiang Ming looked up at Su Yan in the distance, who seemed untouched by worldly affairs, with an ethereal appearance. He then imagined Su Yan drunk, one foot on the table, disheveled, tearing at his clothes, a flushed-faced drunkard.

This young master Yu is quite a contrast.

in the corner.

Jiang Ming and Wen Jin chatted for a while about the various groups of people.

On the martial arts field, the duel between the two sides finally began.

This time, it's not just the three chief disciples and the four young masters who will be participating; other sect leaders and talented disciples from various families will also be involved.

Clearly, this is an excellent opportunity to make a name for oneself.

If someone performs exceptionally well, they will inevitably be valued more highly by the forces behind them.

"Qingsong Mountain, Elder Wang's disciple, Shen Xuan."

"The Su family, Su Ce."

A respected elder walked to the center of the training ground. He loudly announced the first pair to fight.

Immediately, two figures leaped in and stood firmly in place.

Shen Xuan was dressed in a blue robe, his back as straight as a bamboo shoot, with a long sword at his waist. His eyes were piercing, and his expression was calm.

Opposite him, Su Ce, dressed in white, had a calm expression and held a short knife in his hand. Every move he made exuded a powerful aura.

Both were masters of soft power and came from prestigious schools and families. They were both geniuses and naturally did not think they would lose. Their expressions were full of confidence.

"The competition begins!"

With a command given.

Two figures clashed rapidly, swords flashing and clothes billowing. They both unleashed their powerful martial arts techniques, their attacks tracing treacherous paths, moving with lightning speed, aiming straight for vital points.

Clearly, both of them have considerable practical experience and are highly skilled in both theory and practice.

"Old Jiang, who do you think will win?"

Looking at the scene above, Wen Jin couldn't help but ask a question.

"Shen Xuan is a bit stronger."

Jiang Ming answered calmly.

He had already realized that Shen Xuan had seized the initiative, utilizing the advantage of his fast sword with every move. While Su Ce repeatedly blocked Shen Xuan's attacks, he was being led by the nose.

Jiang Ming had barely finished speaking when...

In the center of the training ground, after a dozen or so exchanges, a victor was indeed determined.

Shen Xuan deflected Su Ce's short sword with a single strike, securing the victory.

"Shen Xuan wins!"

The elderly man who had been standing to the side announced the start of the competition.

"Just like you said, huh?"

Wen Jin smiled and turned to Jiang Ming.

"Old Jiang, if you can foresee who will win or lose, doesn't that mean they're no match for you?"

Jiang Ming silently shook his head.

"Seeing through winning and losing, and winning through war are two different concepts and should not be confused."

Although, these two are indeed no match for Jiang Ming.

Even without using any of his trump cards, Jiang Ming wouldn't necessarily lose against these two. Not to mention, with the Crescent Moon Step and Bone-Piercing Force added to the mix, they wouldn't even have the chance to compete with Jiang Ming.

Then, the two continued watching the competition.

Jiang Ming's expression remained unchanged until the two contestants, both masters of soft power, went on stage to spar and, at a crucial moment, unleashed their trump cards. Only then did he show some emotion, silently reflecting and comparing the two techniques in his mind.

"If it were in a ring, it would be hard to say."

"But off the ring, in the real life-or-death battle, the advantage lies with me."

After watching this competition, Jiang Ming roughly understood his own strength level. He was no worse than those who had achieved the Great Perfection of Soft Power from major sects.

After all, on the arena, the most important thing is the clash of realms and obvious moves, which cannot bring out a martial artist's true full strength.

An hour or two later, as the Third Chief and the Fourth Young Master walked into the center of the martial arts arena, the clash of the Entangling Force level began.

These top young talents clashed, creating bursts of sharp, powerful winds. The commotion was no different from the duel between the two martial arts school masters in Wangyue City.

The competition continued until dawn.

The three major factions and the five great families had their share of victories and defeats, and occasionally bloodshed occurred. For example, Feng Zhao, the second-in-command of the Xuan Yin faction, was injured on the spot and rushed to his residence for treatment, which almost caused a conflict between the two sides.

At dusk.

The competition has finally come to an end.

The people from the three major sects retreated, forming their own groups and heading out of the training ground.

The five host families began tidying up the venue, whispering among themselves as they discussed the outcome of the competition.

"Come on, Lao Jiang, I'll introduce you to Su Yan."

Wen Jin stood up and greeted Jiang Ming.

Immediately, the two walked away into the distance.

On an open space next to the martial arts arena, Sword Prince Zhao Ci, a reclusive man, had already left. Only the other three princes remained, surrounded by other geniuses who formed small circles around them.

"Old Su, I brought a friend to introduce you to him."

Wen Jin led Jiang Ming closer and smiled as he spoke to Su Yan.