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After discussing the important matters, the family sat together and chatted. Liu Chenyi, the two brothers of the Yu family, and Meng Kehan walked in from outside.

Meng Weiyuan pointed at Ye Muyuan and said seriously, "Let me introduce you. This is my nephew Ye Muyuan. He will be your big brother from now on. You must respect him as much as you respect me. Do you understand?"

Meng Kehan, Liu Chenyi, and the two Yu brothers were all staring intently at Meng Weiyuan's serious expression. Although they had no idea what had happened, they were not stupid and knew that there must be some reason why their master spoke so seriously.

After a brief silence, as if they had telepathically connected, the four of them straightened their bodies, clasped their hands together, and saluted Ye Muyuan: "Big Brother, please accept my humble greetings!"

Ye Muyuan looked at their respectful expressions and knew that they had to do this for Uncle Meng's sake, so he said, "I'm Ye Muyuan. I'm new here, so please take care of me!"

As he said this, he bowed to them.

Among the four, Zhichen was the most outgoing. After hearing what Ye Muyuan said, he said with a smile, "Brother Ye, we brothers are ranked according to our strength. I wonder if you are worthy of being called our big brother?"

Sure enough, Ye Muyuan guessed it right!

After these words were spoken, although the other three people did not say anything, their expressions said it all.

Ye Muyuan said calmly, "How about we go to the martial arts arena and have a sparring match?"

The four of them were eager for this. They all looked at Meng Weiyuan, seeking his opinion. Meng Weiyuan also wanted to see Ye Muyuan's fighting ability, so he said with a smile: "You little monkeys, you want to test your brother Ye's martial arts, and you use your master as a pretext. Let's see what you can do."

"Since the master has agreed, let's get started!" Yu Zhiyan, the older brother of the two brothers of the Yu family, said impatiently.

When the group arrived at the martial arts training ground, Meng Kehan and the Yu brothers consciously stood aside to make room for Ye Muyuan and Liu Chenyi.

Ye Muyuan looked at the four of them and asked generously, "What do you think we should compete in?"

Liu Chenyi glanced at Meng Weiyuan and said with a smile, "Brother Ye, let's compete in whatever you are best at."

This was a bit disrespectful, and Ye Muyuan laughed. "I see, today we're going to fight in the ring. I'll be guarding the ring, and you guys can challenge me. You can use any weapons you want. I'll fight you with whatever weapons you use. As long as one of you can defeat me, I'll admit defeat."

Liu Chenyi and the other three listened to Ye Muyuan's arrogant tone and prepared to be the first to step forward and challenge him without saying anything.

But what he didn't know was that Ye Muyuan had been trained as the successor of the Glory Dynasty since he was a child. He was proficient in all kinds of martial arts. Moreover, since he was five years old, he followed his master and his friends, who are now the eight guards, to carry out missions everywhere. He had acquired a good set of skills since he was a child.

Liu Chenyi clutched the gleaming sword in his hand, his eyes determined and sharp. At the same time, Ye Muyuan drew a soft sword from his waist, channeling his inner energy into it, causing it to straighten.

In an instant, the two figures intertwined, and the sword light flashed, like two meteors passing through the air. Liu Chenyi's swordsmanship was sharp, and each move contained endless power. He wielded the sword, like a dragon emerging from the sea, with majestic momentum;

Ye Muyuan responded with clever sword moves, sometimes light and graceful, sometimes strong and powerful, and started a thrilling battle with Liu Chenyi.

The two sides exchanged blows, neither giving in. For a moment, sword energy surged, and the air around them seemed to be torn apart. Their figures moved swiftly in the moonlight, forming a series of blurry phantoms that were dazzling.

As the battle continued, Liu Chenyi and Ye Muyuan's breathing gradually became rapid, but their fighting spirit became increasingly high. They knew that this duel was not only about victory or defeat, but also a test of each other's strength.

In this life-and-death moment, whoever can remain calm and exert their strongest strength will have the chance to become the ultimate winner.

In the end, Ye Muyuan found Liu Chenyi's weakness and defeated him.

Then, a figure leaped onto the platform like a gust of wind. It was Yu Zhiyan! He held a gleaming spear in his hand. The spear was flashing with a cold light, as if it contained endless power.

At the same time, Ye Muyuan also waved his hand to signal his men to fetch another spear. He held it firmly in his hand, gently weighed it, and a slight smile of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Yu Zhiyan stared at Ye Muyuan with his sharp eyes, clasped his hands together, and gestured "please" to Ye Muyuan.

This action was like the fuse that ignited the war. In a flash, the next moment after Yu Zhiyan made the invitation gesture, the two of them moved almost at the same time.

Their bodies were as fast as lightning, their steps were agile, and the spears in their hands turned into two sharp whirlwinds, stabbing towards each other with a whistling sound.

For a moment, the stage was filled with the sound of gunfire and the whistling of the wind. The spectators all held their breath, attracted by this thrilling battle.

In an instant, the two sides were intertwined, fighting back and forth, neither side giving in. Each shot contained infinite power, drawing cheers from the audience.

Yu Zhiyan shouted loudly, and the tip of his spear trembled violently, transforming into several shadows that rushed directly towards Ye Muyuan's vital points. Ye Muyuan dodged to the side and swung his spear with great momentum, like a dragon emerging from the sea.

The two fought more and more bravely, and it was difficult to tell who was the winner. Suddenly, Ye Muyuan showed a flaw, and Yu Zhiyan thrust his spear at him, but it turned out to be a trap set by Ye Muyuan.

Ye Muyuan kicked Yu Zhiyan's knee. Yu Zhiyan's body swayed, and Ye Muyuan took advantage of the situation to knock away his weapon and put the tip of the gun against his throat.

"Brother Ye is awesome! I lost." Yu Zhiyan said loudly, without any frustration in his eyes, but full of admiration.

Ye Muyuan nodded and put away his spear. The audience erupted in thunderous applause. This spectacular duel was something everyone would never forget.

The fight here attracted all the soldiers in the martial arts field. They came to watch the battle and were all impressed by Ye Muyuan's superb martial arts.

"Hey Dahu, do you know who that person is on the stage? How come I've never seen him before?"

"I don't know either. I heard that a guest came to the general's house these days, and he brought many followers with him. Maybe this is him."

"I thought so. He must be a noble son of a wealthy family. No wonder his martial arts are so superb. He can fight two people without blushing or getting out of breath."