Demon-killing Enlightenment

"Oh my god, is Zhao Ziyang so powerful today? He defeated Li Gan with just one move." The dealer next to Mu Yang dropped his jaw in shock.

At this time, someone who understood the situation said, "I'm afraid Zhao Ziyang didn't use his full strength yesterday, so he showed some skills today when facing the Ghost Slayer Gang."

"Why? Did Li Gan offend him?" Zhuang Jia asked humbly.

"I heard that Zhao Ziyang was hunted by the Ghost-Slaying Gang in the hunting forest a few years ago and almost died. Li Gan was still young at the time, but as the young leader of the Ghost-Slaying Gang, he must have to bear the wrath of Zhao Ziyang." said the knowledgeable person.

Mu Yang listened and thought back to Ding Qing who had escaped before. He thought that this Ghost Extermination Gang was really evil, and they even killed young talents for their own development.

The wise man continued, "But these are just rumors. After all, anything can happen in the hunting forest. But looking at Li Gan's injuries today, it should be true that Zhao Ziyang was hunted down."

Amid the incredulous shouts of the onlookers, Zhao Ziyang calmly stepped down from the stage, while Li Gan was helped down by his men.

Then everyone started discussing the previous game, and the voices gradually became quieter. Then, the crowd was silent for a short while, and then there was a thunderous roar.

The second round of competition began.

In the distance, two people came on stage at the same time.

"Here they come. It's Li Hua from the Blood Knife Sect and Tie Wuqing from the Iron Sword Sect." Someone recognized the two people on the field.

"Haha, this is going to be interesting, the duel between the young master of the Blood Blade Sect and the genius of the Iron Sword Sect." The dealer was very excited, because the duel between Zhao Ziyang and Li Gan just now made him a lot of money and recovered a little blood. "Come on, place your bets, Blood Blade Sect pays 20% and Iron Sword Sect pays 30%!"

The dealer looked at Mu Yang, asking him if he wanted to place a bet. Mu Yang smiled and shook his head, then took the spirit stone he had won and retreated into the crowd.

He wanted to see if he could find Zhao Ziyang and inquire about the two people on the field. After all, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.

But there were too many people in the martial arts arena, and Mu Yang looked for Zhao Ziyang twice but couldn't find him. He had no choice but to watch the fight.

Li Hua and Tie Wuqing's fight was relatively conventional, and occasionally during the trial, some stunning moves could be seen, which drew cheers from the audience.

However, in Mu Yang's opinion, these two people were hiding something and had not shown their true strength. They only went on the fight to make themselves known.

As expected, the two sides stopped at a certain point and no one was decided, but the audience was still very satisfied and enjoyed the show.

"Ah?! Is that the end? There's no winner!" The dealer shouted in disbelief. He didn't make much money in this game, so he was a little dissatisfied with the performance of the two.

It was almost noon, and Mu Yang found a teahouse nearby and sat down. The whole teahouse was full of spectators of the duel, and they were talking about the content of the duel.

"Hey? You said Zhao Ziyang held back yesterday. Can he really beat Xue Hai?" said a customer drinking tea.

"I don't think so. Didn't you see that Xue Hai has the secret technique of Lingzong? Even if Zhao Ziyang tried his best, he would probably lose." said another customer.

"Then it seems that Liu Yang is still stronger."

"Yeah, it's really strong and scary. That aura made me feel like I saw a ghost." The man said in a low voice.

Mu Yang sat aside and listened to everyone's idle chatter, and learned from it that there would be two more competitions in the afternoon.

However, the people drinking tea had never heard of the names of the four people, so they should be contestants from other places.

Mu Yang decided to continue watching.

In this way, Mu Yang watched the fights for three consecutive days. He roughly remembered the people who took part in the fights. Some of them were quite strong, but they were still slightly inferior to Zhao Ziyang.

The Ghost Festival will begin in two days, and the military has imposed martial law on the streets in preparation for the festival.

Mu Yang has been staying in Ding Mansion these days, mainly to ask Ding Lu for some information about the people who will be competing in the competition, so as to accumulate a higher chance of winning for his own bet.

When the military took to the streets, Mu Yang naturally asked about Ding Yi's condition. Upon learning that he was still unconscious, Mu Yang was very depressed.

Kill the Ghost Gang, Li Gan. Mu Yang made up his mind.

……

On this day, the atmosphere in the Ding residence was a little strange. It seemed that everyone was very nervous, as if they were afraid of saying something wrong.

Ding Qing came to Mu Yang and said he wanted to relax. In fact, Mu Yang had noticed in the past few days that every time Ding Qing came, he had other intentions and his eyes never left Yang Jiao.

"What happened in the Ding Mansion today? The atmosphere is a little special." Mu Yang asked Ding Qing.

"Uh, you noticed it too?" Ding Qing was a little embarrassed.

Then he thought it was not a secret and told Mu Yang, "Ding Bai is back. He is my uncle's son. He will participate in the ghost festival no matter what."

"Can't the children of the Ding family participate in the ghost festival?" Mu Yang asked.

"It's not that we can't, it's that we're not allowed to." Ding Qing said, "Almost all of the Ding family members are in the military, and the military generally doesn't participate in ghost sacrifices, they are only responsible for maintaining order."

Ding Qing said with a bitter face, "Ding Bai's coming out of the barracks this time was a violation of discipline, and my uncle also didn't allow him to participate in the ghost sacrifice. After all, the ghost sacrifice involves the death of a person."

Mu Yang nodded. This was also a kind of protection for young people. Moreover, the children in the military camp could also give the Ding Mansion a strong background near the South Pass. If they did not leave the South Pass, the Ding Mansion would not decline.

Suddenly, someone outside the door shouted, "Liu Yang, come out and fight with me."

"Oh, it's Brother Ding Bai. He has been arguing with uncle that he wants to fight with you, and if he wins, he can participate in the ghost festival." Ding Qing recognized the owner of the shouting outside the door.

Mu Yang walked out of the house and saw a fair-skinned young man looking at him unfriendly. It seemed that this person was Ding Bai.

"Excuse me, is this Liu Yang?" Ding Bai asked with a bow.

Mu Yang cupped his hands, "Exactly, what can I do for you?"

"My name is Ding Bai, and I would like to have a duel with you. Please forgive me for my abrupt shouting just now." Ding Bai said after his expression relaxed a little.

Mu Yang didn't mind and just made a gesture of invitation with one hand.

Ding Bai was a little surprised. He didn't expect Liu Yang to agree to the duel so readily.

Ding Mansion Compound.

Mu Yang and Ding Bai stood opposite each other.

"Liu Yang, I heard that you defeated Xue Hai. That means you must be quite strong. I wanted to fight with you today to prove to my father that I have the ability to participate in the Ghost Festival." Ding Bai said concisely.

Mu Yang nodded.

Soon, all members of the Ding family were in place. Ding Sheng sat in the main seat with a solemn expression, and obviously did not agree with Ding Bai's participation in the ghost festival. Ding Chuang was even more furious, and sat there panting heavily. Ding Kai had a calm expression, as if he had expected this situation today.

Ding Chong and Ding Lu are not here. It seems they are busy with the ghost sacrifice.

At this time, Ding Qing came late, panting and carrying a Fang Tian Hua Ji, followed by Yang Jiao.

"Brother Liuyang, you have made a lot of money. It's time to change to a higher-level weapon." Ding Qing said, holding up the Fang Tian Huaji.

Mu Yang took the Fang Tian Hua Ji and waved it, then smiled at Ding Qing and said, "I will change it soon."

Then he looked at Ding Bai, "Please."