BTTH : I am Thunder Emperor

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"You're too weak."

In the grand hall, Mo Yu's cold voice echoed, causing an immediate silence.

The crowd stared in astonishment at Mo Yu. They hadn't expected that this renowned but long-absent genius of the Xiao Clan would be even more terrifying in combat than Mu Zhan!

Although the earlier clash of lightning-fast attacks was brief, those with sharp eyes could sense the danger in it.

Mu Zhan, one of the top young talents in the capital, was known for his battle prowess. Few of his peers in Jia Ma Sacred City could match him.

Especially after two years of honing his skills in the military, Mu Zhan had reached the peak of the Dou Shi level, and his combat techniques had grown even more formidable and ruthless.

Yet, in that short skirmish, this formidable expert of the younger generation was completely defeated!

Although Mu Zhan hadn't gone all out, nor had he used any dou techniques, the crowd could tell that Mo Yu hadn't either. He had only relied on sheer physical strength in their battle.

To easily overpower a skilled Dou Shi at the peak of his strength suggested that Mo Yu was at least a Da Dou Shi, and not a newly advanced one at that!

"I never expected Mo Yu's combat ability to be so terrifying. He might even rival my sister…" a cute, elegantly dressed girl murmured in shock from a corner of the hall, lightly covering her sensual lips.

Her words caused a wave of exclamations from the surrounding young talents of the empire.

This seemingly unremarkable girl was none other than Princess Yao Yue of the imperial family, a Third-Grade Alchemist at such a young age.

Her elder sister, Princess Yao Ye, was not only powerful but also commanded fifty thousand Imperial Guards, a force to be reckoned with.

And now, according to the younger princess, this Mo Yu could stand shoulder to shoulder with Princess Yao Ye.

Looking at Mo Yu's display of strength, the crowd couldn't help but believe her. After all, Mu Zhan wasn't someone just anyone could defeat so easily.

After her initial surprise, the princess's mischievous eyes gleamed with a cunning smile. She knew Mu Zhan's combat talent well, and even her sister had to rely on the imperial family's unique dou techniques and cultivation techniques to suppress him.

But earlier, when faced with Mu Zhan's sudden attack, the young man in green had suppressed him with the ease of a god. His terrifying strength not only shocked her but also sparked some calculations in her mind.

As a member of the royal family, she was well-versed in balancing interests.

Mo Yu had such incredible talent, was handsome, and came from a small family in Wu Tan City. If he were to marry into the royal family with her sister, wouldn't that be...

As the young princess let her thoughts wander, Liu Ling, standing nearby, twitched the corner of his mouth.

He had hoped to see Mo Yu being thoroughly beaten, but Mu Zhan's swift defeat had soured his mood.

Hearing the princess's praise, a faint dissatisfaction crept into his heart, and he said, "If Mu Zhan had gone all out, the outcome might've been different!"

"Haha," the princess chuckled, not bothering to respond.

As a woman, her observation was naturally more meticulous than Liu Ling's, who was harboring jealousy. She could tell that Mo Yu had only shown a fraction of his strength.

With Mu Zhan's power, he was no match for Mo Yu.

"Mo Yu, are you alright?"

Looking at Mo Yu, who was calm and composed in the center of the hall, Ya Fei quickly stepped forward with concern. As she spoke, she gently tugged at his sleeve, clearly not wanting him to continue fighting.

"You should be asking him that," Mo Yu replied with a faint smile, glancing at Mu Zhan.

Hearing this, Ya Fei shifted her gaze to Mu Zhan, who was clutching his arm in shock.

Even though she wasn't a strong cultivator, she understood that in that brief skirmish, Mo Yu had held a clear advantage.

Thinking of this, Ya Fei's eyes shone with admiration as she looked at Mo Yu.

In the past, although Mo Yu had made a name for himself in Wu Tan City, gaining fame for wiping out the Mo family, he had never fought in the capital. Many had doubted the authenticity of his achievements.

But now, with a single strike, he had defeated Mu Zhan, one of the top young experts in the capital, proving his talent.

Not only was he powerful, but also incredibly handsome. It wasn't just Ya Fei who was impressed; many of the women in the hall gazed at the young man with starry eyes.

Mo Yu, however, didn't care that he had become the center of attention. He turned around and smiled gently at Xiao Yan, who had hurried over. He nodded slightly.

Noticing Mo Yu's reassuring gesture, Xiao Yan slowly unclenched his fists, though his gaze at Mo Yu was filled with a sense of awe.

After nearly two years apart, Xiao Yan had thought that with Yao Lao's help, his growth had been exceptional, standing out even across the empire.

Though he was mature and steady by nature, he couldn't help but feel proud of his accomplishments.

Yet today, in front of his long-absent cousin, he felt a sudden sense of defeat.

Even with Mu Zhan's peak Dou Shi strength, Xiao Yan knew that if he had been in Mo Yu's place, he wouldn't have fared much better, perhaps even losing.

But Mu Zhan couldn't even last a single round against Mo Yu.

Thinking of this, Xiao Yan's eyes burned with determination. Mo Yu, who had always been his goal, was now even stronger, further igniting his fighting spirit.

Mo Yu, however, paid no mind to Xiao Yan's inner thoughts. Looking at the young man before him, he asked calmly, "So, are we still fighting?"

Upon hearing Mo Yu's words, the young man's face immediately changed. His once fierce expression turned to shock and disbelief.

As the most outstanding member of the Mu Clan's younger generation and a Dou Shi who had trained in the military for two years, he had instinctively dismissed Mo Yu as nothing more than a pretty face.

But in their brief exchange, his assumptions had been completely shattered.

During the clash, he felt like he wasn't facing a frail youth but a terrifying beast with immense power.

A human body, yet possessing strength on par with a magical beast—how terrifying was this youth, who was not even twenty years old?

Though arrogant, he wasn't stupid. His arrogance was backed by both strength and connections.

But when it came to strength, everyone could see that he wasn't Mo Yu's match.

And when it came to connections, though the Mu Clan was stronger than the Xiao Clan of Wu Tan City, what did that matter in the face of absolute talent?

Looking around, he saw that many influential families had their eyes on this monstrous youth.

If Mo Yu nodded, even the Yun Lan Sect and the imperial family would welcome him with open arms.

What disappointed him most was Ya Fei's attitude.

Although Mu Zhan was severely injured, Ya Fei's attention remained solely on Mo Yu, not even sparing him a glance. This indifference struck Mu Zhan like a hundred blows to the heart.

Hearing Mo Yu's words, Mu Zhan's expression was filled with reluctance, but he still lowered his head and admitted defeat, "Your strength is indeed formidable. I, Mu Zhan, will come back for guidance another day."

After finishing his words, embarrassed from the humiliating defeat in front of so many people, Mu Zhan clutched his wounded right arm and turned to leave.

Seeing Mu Zhan flee so hastily, many who believed he hadn't fought to his full potential were left dumbfounded.

As the most arrogant and domineering individual in the imperial capital, when had Mu Zhan ever backed down like this? This was unprecedented.

After this battle, it wouldn't be long before Mo Yu's name echoed through the imperial capital and spread across the nation.

"Stop!"

Just as Mu Zhan was about to step out the door, an unexpected cold voice rang out once again.

Hearing this, everyone's gaze turned toward the young man in green standing in the center of the hall.

Mu Zhan had already surrendered. Could it be that this youth was going to pursue him further? They all knew Mu Zhan wasn't an ordinary person—behind him stood the Mu Clan, one of the three great families of the empire!

Called out, Mu Zhan's face darkened. He turned his head, and his eyes filled with a fierce glint as he stared at Mo Yu.

"What now? I admit I'm no match for you, but if you intend to humiliate me, my Mu Clan will not stand idly by!"

Though Mo Yu's attack had left a deep scar in his mind, Mu Zhan was still the carefully nurtured heir of the Mu Clan. While he loved to stir up trouble, he wasn't afraid of it either.

He was indeed weaker than Mo Yu, but his Mu Clan still had a Dou Wang ancestor protecting them.

If Mo Yu intended to push him too far, he wouldn't hesitate to rely on the Mu Clan's power.

"Hmph, the Mu Clan is nothing special. Don't think your family holds any great significance on the Dou Qi Continent," Mo Yu folded his arms and sneered.

"I stopped you not because I want to humiliate you but to tell you something—Ya Fei doesn't like to be pestered. From now on, you'd better stay away from her. Otherwise…"

Mo Yu paused briefly, his voice suddenly becoming firm and decisive, "Otherwise, even your Mu Clan won't be able to protect you!"

As his words fell, Mo Yu's silver eyes flashed, and a bolt of thunder shot out at light speed, too fast for the naked eye to track, striking the door beside Mu Zhan.

In just one hit, the door, made of high-quality iron, melted into a fist-sized hole.

"Hiss…"

Witnessing this terrifying scene, everyone in the hall, including Mu Zhan, gasped in shock.

It was hard to imagine the damage that bolt of thunder would cause if it struck a person. If Mo Yu's aim had been slightly off, Mu Zhan would have been reduced to a pool of blood.

Just a small display of his power was enough to make everyone present tremble even more.

Only now did they understand the purpose behind Mo Yu's harsh words.

The Mu Clan did have a Dou Wang ancestor, but given the young man's talent and the terrifying power of his silver eyes, it was almost certain that he would become a Dou Wang in the future—possibly even a Dou Huang.

Would the Mu Clan risk offending a genius with the potential to become a Dou Huang over someone like Mu Zhan? That was debatable.

Mu Zhan, too, realized this. At this moment, the pride he had in his family background crumbled under the weight of Mo Yu's overwhelming talent.

A genius like Mo Yu, once joined with the Yun Lan Sect or the royal family, would immediately rise to prominence and become someone the Mu Clan couldn't afford to offend.

Even if Mo Yu didn't join any faction and cultivated on his own for another decade or two, returning for revenge, would the Mu Clan be able to withstand it?

For the sake of a mere woman, was it worth provoking such a terrifying enemy? Could he even hold onto his position as the heir of the Mu Clan?

"I apologize. I will no longer trouble Miss Ya Fei in the future."

Cold sweat appeared on Mu Zhan's forehead as he spoke in a deep voice after a moment of reflection.

At this point, the murderous intent Mo Yu had displayed made him tremble from the bottom of his heart. Though he was a bold general on the battlefield, in the face of death, he chose to yield.

Ya Fei's beauty was unparalleled in the imperial capital, and she was indeed the kind of woman Mu Zhan admired as a potential wife. He had even vowed to let no other man approach her.

But in front of someone as powerful as Mo Yu, that vow was nothing more than a joke.

He could fight Mo Yu to defend that vow, but if he lost his life, what use would a wife be?

Mu Zhan had no doubt that if he refused, this cold, powerful young man would kill him on the spot.

In the face of life and death, everyone makes the wise choice.

Seeing Mu Zhan bow his head, no one in the hall mocked him. They all knew that, if it were them, they would have made the same decision.

The young man standing proudly in the center of the hall had used absolute strength and talent to suppress all opposition.

Some of the noblewomen in the empire even gazed at Mo Yu with sparkling eyes, captivated by his domineering protection of Ya Fei. Many wished they could be in Ya Fei's place.

At this moment, Ya Fei, who had been quietly standing beside Mo Yu, also blushed slightly.

Mo Yu's declaration earlier had almost marked her as his own.

Thinking about it, once word of this spread, who else but Mo Yu would dare to approach her?

Even the heir of the mighty Mu Clan couldn't, so how many people in the entire Jia Ma Empire could possess such power?

Oddly enough, instead of feeling dejected by this realization, Ya Fei felt a hint of happiness deep in her heart.

How many women in the world could receive such fierce protection?

She had initially only sought Mo Yu's help to rid herself of Mu Zhan's persistent harassment, but now, by a twist of fate, she had inadvertently gained the label of being Mo Yu's woman...

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