From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 439: 204 Misidentification (Second Revision)

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, gripping the opponent’s ankles as Xi Yu’s body spun in mid-air like a twisted rope, shedding Ye’s shackles.

Flying behind Ye Feng’s back, Xi Yu’s knee pressed against his back, his fingers, boneless-like, slipping between Ye Feng’s arms, successfully locking Ye Feng’s throat. The silver snake on his tail-ring was just a hair’s breadth away from Ye Feng’s neck artery.

To onlookers, it was a victory decided in a flash.

Ye Feng had incredible strength, agility and the ability to strike first. However, Xi Yu countered calmly, using softness to overcome strength, waiting to strike later.

Although Ye Feng had talent, his lack of combat experience and unstable mentality were exploited as Xi Yu seized the opportunity to counter and defeat him soundly.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth as he knelt, “I’ve lost.”

Xi Yu released his hands and stepped back.

Ye Feng looked up at him, “Xi Yu, I’ll remember you.”

Xi Yu glanced towards the second floor, his eyes squinting into a smile.

Zhao Qin waved at Xi Yu, only to realize belatedly that he wasn’t looking at her, and couldn’t help but turn to look at Ming Jing.

She secretly ground her teeth.

Ming Jing hooked her lips, “Thank you, Mr. Ran, for showing me such an exciting fight.”

Ran Tengxiao smiled, “As long as you enjoyed it.”

Ye Jian sighed; his junior brother was still too impulsive.

“Xi Yu~ Xi Yu~” Zhu Shaodan led the cheers, and more and more people joined with fervor, filling the entire hall with Xi Yu’s name.

The atmosphere was so fiery it nearly blew the roof off.

“Senior, are you sure?” Ran Qing stared at the young man in black on the stage, her voice cold as ice.

“I won’t mistake it. This is Yu Jiang’s ‘The Rushing Waves’. It’s a difficult technique to learn, and this young man probably hasn’t been learning it for long. He hasn’t even reached half of Yu Jiang’s proficiency.”

It was enough to imagine how formidable Yu Jiang was in his time.

Ran Qing sneered, looking at Lin Feng, “Master Lin, what do you think?”

“This … Yu Jiang has been dead for twelve years,” Lin Feng furrowed his brows.

“Have any of you seen his body?”

Lin Feng was left speechless.

“As soon as this is over, let Ye Shuang, Ye Jian, and Ye Feng go together to take him down. I don’t believe we can’t pry open his mouth.”

Lin Feng said, “Lady Qing, doing so would disrupt Master Xiao’s plan. Should we consult Master Xiao first?”

“What plan does he have?”

Regarding the matter of the mother and daughter, Lin Feng thought it was not appropriate to reveal it to outsiders, so he said, “Master Xiao has been investigating Yu Jiang’s whereabouts for the past six months. If this Xi Yu is truly related to Yu Jiang, we must not expose ourselves and should instead patiently reel in the bigger fish. Otherwise, given this young man’s stubborn temperament, even if we beat him to death, he wouldn’t speak.”

Ran Qing had a violent temper when she was young, but gradually backed off in recent years due to her health. However, when it came to Yu Jiang, she was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. The reason for this, Lin Feng was one of the few who knew the inside story.

Years ago, Ran Qing’s husband had an emotional affair with Yu Jiang. Ran Qing nearly drove herself mad with fury, and if it weren’t for Ran Bowen, she would have killed Yu Jiang on the spot. Since then, she had been constantly causing trouble for Yu Jiang, never relenting even after her supposed death, always being hellbent on seeing her corpse.

Now that she had a lead on Yu Jiang, she pursued even more relentlessly. Lin Feng was quite worried and hoped that Ran Qing wouldn’t disrupt Master Xiao’s plan.

Ran Qing suppressed her anger, sneered, and said, “Then I’ll talk to Xiao’er personally.”

Xi Yu was undoubtedly the king of the night. When Lin Feng awarded the champion medal representing the strongest warriors to Xi Yu, the entire crowd chanted “Xi Yu”, wave after wave, like a roar that shook the heavens.

“Kid, don’t be discouraged. You still need more experience,” Ye Shuang patted Ye Feng’s shoulder in consolation.

Ye Feng crossed his arms, standing in the corner, looking at the young man on the high platform, “Why does he not want to be seen, always wearing a hat and mask? Is he ugly?”

Ye Shuang was speechless, worrying that her junior brother would be emotionally devastated after losing the match, only to find out that this was what he was thinking. The corner of her mouth twitched, “Could someone who Missy was attracted to be ugly? You have to admit that her taste is quite discerning. Don’t be upset, I’ll ask Master Xiao to keep you in Jiangzhou.”

Ye Feng did not seem happy about staying in Jiangzhou, but looked at Xi Yu thoughtfully.

“Ah Xiao.” Ran Qing rushed in impatiently, just to see a beautiful and dignified young woman sitting across from Ran Tengxiao. Her stunning appearance startled even Ran Qing for a moment.