My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 155: Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall vs Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall

In the end, Chen Li chose Zhang Rong over Yang Qi, believing him to be the key for the Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall to win the position of Alliance Hierarch. Though somewhat regrettable, it was the only choice she had. Upon seeing Wang Nantian, Chen Tiequan could no longer continue his attack on Yang Qi and departed with the members of the Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall.

"Why are you here?" Yang Qi asked, glancing at Wang Nantian. If Wang Nantian hadn’t appeared today, he wouldn’t have minded teaching the members of the Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall a lesson. They all thought Wang Nantian had saved Yang Qi. Little did they know, he had actually saved *them*.

Wang Nantian gave a wry smile, knowing Yang Qi was a bit displeased. He cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Yang, the contest for the position of Kang City’s Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch will ultimately be between the Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall and the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall. I’m taking the liberty of asking you to fight for our Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall."

"Hmm?" Only then did Yang Qi realize. So, the Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall’s opponent is the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall. This is getting interesting.

"Of course, if you’re unwilling or don’t have the time, we wouldn’t dare to impose," Wang Nantian added hastily.

"I’ll participate!" Yang Qi said with a laugh. "But the prize is mine!"

"What prize?" Wang Nantian was confused.

"Isn’t there a reward of top-grade, century-old medicinal herbs for winning?" Yang Qi asked.

"Who told you that?" Wang Nantian replied with a wry smile. "If we win this battle for Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch, our Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall will gain more territory and resources. We’ll be able to command the martial arts community of Kang City. But there really isn’t a prize."

That bitch Chen Li actually fooled me! Yang Qi was annoyed.

"Never mind. If you’d like, I have a treasured hundred-year-old ginseng I can offer you!" Wang Nantian said.

"Really?"

"Absolutely! I can have it sent over to you right now!" Wang Nantian declared.

"Then I would appreciate that!" Yang Qi was somewhat excited. A hundred-year-old ginseng is also a crucial ingredient for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill. Now, I’m only missing the Bian Que Fruit, and I’ll have all the essential ingredients. I found the other auxiliary materials long ago. With the Foundation Establishment Pill, I’ll surely succeed in my Foundation Establishment.

Soon, Wang He arrived with the ginseng. One look was enough for a pleased expression of surprise to appear on Yang Qi’s face. The old ginseng was brimming with Spiritual Energy. Clearly, it had been exceptionally well-preserved.

"Good. Rest assured, the position of Alliance Hierarch will belong to the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall. I guarantee I’ll help you win it!" Yang Qi readily promised. Having accepted their gift, he naturally had to do something for them in return. He couldn’t break the unspoken rule.

"Thank you, Mr. Yang! We’ll be looking forward to it with great anticipation!" Wang Nantian and Wang He left, saying they would call Yang Qi directly on the day of the battle.

After obtaining the ginseng, Yang Qi devoted all his energy to finding the Bian Que Fruit. Having already found two of the necessary medicinal herbs, the third shouldn’t be too difficult. Unfortunately, several days passed with no news.

One day, Wang Nantian called. He said the battle for the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch was about to begin at a neutral martial arts hall.

"Alright, I’ll head there directly!"

When Yang Qi arrived, he found that the stage was already set up, surrounded by many seats. There was a large crowd, mostly composed of Martial Artists, numbering in the hundreds. They had all come to witness the birth of the new Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch.

"Mr. Yang, please!" Wang He escorted Yang Qi to the seats reserved for the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall. Directly across from them sat the members of the Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall.

"Damn it, that Yang Qi actually joined the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall!" Chen Li’s expression turned unsightly. In her opinion, Yang Qi’s strength was not to be underestimated, and his joining the opposing side was certainly going to be a problem.

"Find a chance and kill that kid!" Chen Tiequan said coldly. He remained convinced that Wang Nantian’s sudden appearance had saved Yang Qi; otherwise, he would have killed him long ago.

"Don’t worry. I’ll make sure he dies a miserable death. I must avenge my brother!" Zhang Rong said, his face twisting into a ferocious expression.

"If I encounter him, I’ll make him wish he were dead!" a young man in white named Bai Sheng sneered sinisterly. He was also a Martial Arts Master. Though his talent wasn’t on par with Zhang Rong’s, he was still incredibly formidable—and far stronger than Zhang Zheng. Moreover, he was a naturally cruel man who had killed countless people.

At this time, Wang He was explaining the rules to Yang Qi. "Mr. Yang, according to the rules, each martial arts hall will send out ten Martial Artists under the age of thirty. They’ll be paired off for duels. The loser is eliminated, and the winner advances, continuing until one side is completely eliminated!"

"Doesn’t that mean if one person is strong enough, they could sweep the entire competition? That simplifies things." Yang Qi had initially been worried that they might lose if the martial artists from the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall weren’t up to the task. This rule completely prevented that from happening. As long as he was strong enough, he could defeat all their opponents himself.

"With you here, Mr. Yang, we naturally have no worries! The other side’s younger generation has two Martial Arts Masters, and so do we. Our Cultivation levels are quite similar. However, Zhang Rong is stronger, so it would be tough for us to win against him. For any opponents we can’t handle, we’ll have to ask for your help," Wang He said.

"No problem," Yang Qi nodded.

At that moment, an elderly man leaped onto the stage. He was obviously the referee hired for the event.

"Contestants from both sides, please enter the stage."

At the referee’s command, a total of twenty participants climbed onto the stage. Chen Li, Zhang Zheng, Zhang Rong, and Bai Sheng all stared daggers at Yang Qi, wishing they could devour him whole.

"Kid, you’ll suffer if you run into me. You’d better pray you don’t face me today," Bai Sheng said with a smile that carried a chilling, murderous intent.

Wang He frowned slightly. To be honest, no one wanted to face Bai Sheng. The man was simply too vicious. His opponents faced almost certain, and often gruesome, death.

"Yang Qi, even if you weren’t going to help us, you shouldn’t be helping the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall!" Chen Li said coldly.

"Heh, who I help is none of your business," Yang Qi retorted sarcastically. "Not only will I help the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall, but I will ensure they achieve victory!"

"Chen Li, your Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall looked down on Mr. Yang, but we at the Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall treat him as an honored guest. I hope you don’t regret this later," Wang He said with a smile.

Chen Li’s expression turned sour. She had a bad feeling about this. But with Zhang Rong here, there shouldn’t be a problem. Could Yang Qi possibly be more formidable than him?

Soon, both sides received their number plates, each with numbers one through ten. The pairings would be drawn at random. Yang Qi looked at his number: 1.

After the numbers were distributed, both sides returned to their seats, and the battles began immediately.

"Iron Fist Martial Arts Hall number six versus Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall number ten!"

The two combatants leaped onto the stage. After a fierce battle, the fighter from Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall won. This victory was truly hard-earned. The Tian Nan Martial Arts Hall had declined significantly over the years since Wang Nantian was crippled.