Chapter 774: A Prodigious Genius

The appearance of Yang Wenmiao stirred up a buzz of discussion.

Without a doubt, this Yang Wenmiao had already secured one spot, and no one could shake that.

As for the other five spots, the competition would likely be fierce.

Cities like Qingguan City and Gufeng City were relatively weak in strength.

In this tournament, there were still a few young geniuses at the Seventh Level of Boundless Realm, who were the strong contenders for the other five spots.

Thus, the five traveling with Ye Yuan were all dejected, as if their presence here was merely a formality.

Yang Wenmiao followed behind Yang Sen, his expression unreadable.

But when his gaze swept over Ye Yuan, he suddenly paused.

Unexpectedly to everyone, he actually left Yang Sen and walked toward Ye Yuan.

Every move Yang Wenmiao made drew attention, and his movement caused a stir.

Yang Sen glanced at his son with slight surprise, then turned back to chat with the city lords.

"Yang Wenmiao is coming our way! What... what does he want?" Xiang Hao said nervously.

Intimidated by Yang Wenmiao's aura, Xiang Hao even stammered.

"Don't worry, the tournament hasn't started yet. What can he do? I think he's coming for Ye Yuan," Mu Yun said.

Xiang Hao was stunned, then forgot his fear and sneered, "The tournament's guaranteed first place, what business does he have with a Spirit Travel Realm kid? In my opinion, he's definitely looking for City Lord Pei. After all, his brother is one of the true Seven Holy Sons. It's only natural for Yang Wenmiao to come and greet him."

However, Yang Wenmiao walked straight up to Ye Yuan and said, "My name is Yang Wenmiao. May I ask your name, young friend?"

Ye Yuan was slightly surprised.

No provocation, no confrontation—just a simple greeting.

This Yang Wenmiao seemed to possess a composure beyond his years.

And such an opponent was actually more troublesome.

Ye Yuan smiled lightly and gave his name. Yang Wenmiao nodded and said, "You must be a sword cultivator, right? You are very strong!"

Ye Yuan chuckled, "Oh? How does Brother Yang know I am strong?"

Yang Wenmiao also smiled, "Just a feeling! Your sword intent is condensed but not released. If my own sword path attainment weren't considerable, I probably wouldn't have sensed it! I have a feeling that your understanding of sword intent might even surpass mine. However, we probably won't have a chance to face each other in the arena. That's a pity."

Yang Wenmiao's words were actually quite arrogant, but to others, they didn't seem out of place at all.

His sword path attainment was indeed formidable—there was no doubt about that.

What surprised everyone was that Yang Wenmiao claimed Ye Yuan's sword intent surpassed his own!

Ye Yuan smiled, "Heh, there will be a chance."

Yang Wenmiao nodded and said, "The top sixty are full of experts. I must enter this tournament at my peak. Otherwise, I would definitely seek a sparring session with Brother Ye. But that's fine. Since I know Brother Ye is under City Lord Pei, I will surely come to seek your advice another day."

With that, Yang Wenmiao greeted Pei Wenqiang and turned to leave, leaving the others stunned.

"Is Yang Wenmiao feverish? He actually said that Spirit Travel Realm kid is strong!"

"Yeah, that kid doesn't seem special at all. I think I could handle him with one hand."

"If the tournament didn't forbid private fights, I'd really like to see just how strong this kid is!"

"Hey, no need to rush. The selection tournament starts tomorrow. We'll see if he's a horse or a mule when he's put to the test."

Yang Wenmiao's actions drew the attention of many young geniuses, and they all began sizing up Ye Yuan.

But the result of their scrutiny was that Ye Yuan showed nothing remarkable—he just looked like an ordinary Spirit Travel Realm martial artist.

"Ye Yuan, you really attract attention. With all these hundreds of young geniuses here, Yang Wenmiao singled you out. Could it be that you're really that strong?" Pei Wenqiang asked curiously.

Ye Yuan shrugged, "You'll find out tomorrow, won't you?"

… …

On the training ground of Ye City, six massive arenas were set up.

The next morning, all participants in the tournament gathered at the training ground.

Outside, a dense crowd of onlookers gathered, but they were blocked by a massive formation and not allowed entry.

However, the distance was enough for them to see clearly what was happening on all the arenas.

"Ah! Yang Wenmiao! Go Wenmiao!"

Among the onlookers outside, there was a large group of Yang Wenmiao's staunch supporters.

Before the competition even started, they were cheering for Yang Wenmiao as if they were hyped up on adrenaline.

"Yang Wenmiao is terrifying. Just the saliva from these fangirls could drown his opponents, right?" Xiang Hao stuck out his tongue.

"In the world of martial artists, strength brings applause! Yang Wenmiao is so popular mainly because his strength is formidable!" Mu Yun said.

"Yang Wenmiao's strength is only enough to crush opponents in the Ye City division. Once he leaves Ye City, his supporters will probably be disappointed," Pei Wenqiang said.

"Oh? Yang Wenmiao's strength is indeed impressive. Are the other divisions stronger than Ye City?" Ye Yuan asked curiously.

He was not familiar with the distribution of strength in the Chixia Holy Land and had no idea how strong the other divisions were.

Pei Wenqiang said, "Although this selection tournament covers the entire Chixia Holy Land, the strongest division is actually the Holy Land division! Barring any major surprises, the final spot to enter Chixia Valley will still fall on the elites of the Holy Land!"

"Then isn't the Holy Land holding this tournament redundant?" Ye Yuan asked curiously.

Pei Wenqiang shook his head, "Not at all! A holy land governs a vast territory. Although most geniuses are taken in by the Holy Land, there are still a few who remain outside. These people disdain joining the Holy Land, like Jun Tianyu. In fact, with his strength, if he had the resources of the Holy Land, becoming a Holy Son would be almost certain. This tournament is meant to pick up the slack, using the Chixia Valley spot to attract these wandering geniuses."

Ye Yuan smiled, "According to you, each division should produce a batch of extremely strong geniuses. Then how can you be so sure that the first place will fall on the Holy Land elite?"

Pei Wenqiang's expression turned somewhat serious, "I say this for a reason! Because among the Holy Land's geniuses, there has emerged an extremely prodigious talent! His strength is probably enough to sweep all martial artists of the same level! Although this tournament will produce a batch of very powerful geniuses, I don't think any of them can surpass him!"