From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 425: Gangster Loli

At twelve o'clock noon, after participating in the literary competition and not inducing qi, the disciples had their meal in Baiyun Zhaitang and then hurried to Baiyun Square.

The number of disciples in the literary competition is over a thousand, while that in the martial arts competition is only about two hundred. However, the attention and discussion on the martial arts competition far exceeds that on the literary competition.

When the disciples arrived at the square, the first thing that caught their eyes was the more than twenty high platforms standing on Baiyun Square.

Yubao, Zhu Ling, Wang Xin, and Zhao Ziyao had arrived early and sat in a row on the podium.

What surprised them even more was that the two big guys, Li Yang and Chi Yanhong, who had always been mysterious and elusive, also showed up at the martial arts competition and sat in the main seats at the host desk.

The presence of these two in the martial arts competition was more effective for the Qi-inducing disciples below than taking stimulants.

Yan Fu, Yang Xinwu and other Qi-inducing disciples had their eyes glowing with red. Damn, isn't this how most protagonists develop? Look at me, I shine and show my extraordinary talent, and I get accepted into their sect as an exception by the two of you, and soar to the sky!
However, the two seemed to be simply watching the show, with no intention of hosting or speaking. They just drank tea and chatted on the podium.

"The first martial arts competition of Baiyun Taoist Academy begins!"

Without much preparation, just when the Qi-inducing disciples were still daydreaming, Zhao Ziyao suddenly announced the official start of the martial arts competition.

"It lasted twelve hours, and there were only three rules."

"The first rule is that at 12 o'clock at night, the twenty Qi-inducing disciples remaining on the stage will be the winners.

"The second rule is that there can be no more than two people on the stage, and the maximum time that two people can stay on the stage at the same time is 20 minutes. If they exceed 20 minutes, both of them will be eliminated."

"The third rule is that those who are knocked out of the ring have an hour of cooling off period before they can challenge the ring again after an hour!"

"What the hell are you still standing there for? Go grab the stage!"

As Zhao Ziyao shouted angrily, Baiyun Square soon became chaotic.

There were less than three hundred people who were qualified to go on the stage, but the remaining fifteen hundred disciples who had not yet drawn Qi could also watch from below the stage. The dark crowd looked very creepy.

At first, everyone looked at each other, and few people were willing to go up to the stage. Until the fierce-looking little Zhuoma pushed away her brothers and sisters who were surrounding her one by one, and jumped onto the stage with a "dun".

After bowing in a proper manner on the stage, little Zhuoma pouted her lips and glanced around.
"I, Xiao Zhuoma, have been able to make it this long because of three things: I am ruthless, I have a sense of loyalty, and I have many brothers! I am the only one who can protect this place!"

"My sword cuts through wind and thunder, covers the sun and moon, controls the universe and destroys the netherworld! There are 1,800 people in Baiyun Daoyuan, and they must bow their heads when they see me! If heaven had not given birth to little Zhuoma, the sword path would have been dark forever! Those who don't obey, come up and get beaten!"

A soft and cute little loli was riding on his head to show off, and the Qi-inducing disciples below immediately started to blush,
"puff"

On the stage, Li Yang spat out all the tea in his mouth. He looked at the crazy and pretentious gangster on the stage, and then recalled the little girl who chased after him and shouted "big pot" on the Western Desert Grassland. His blood immediately boiled up.
Zhao Ziyao suddenly felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, as if a majestic and terrifying gaze was staring at her. She gritted her teeth and made a guilty excuse:
"This is my way of education. It's called the heart of a bodhisattva and the means of a diamond. You don't understand!"

"Humph!"

On the stage, little Zhuoma finished reciting in one breath the lines that Zhao Ziyao had taught her to memorize all night, and immediately couldn't wait to glance at the Qi-inducing disciples below.

To be honest, with the babyish tone of little Zhuoma, her aura was not as domineering as she imagined.

However, the news of little Zhuoma holding down Yan Fu's hammer in Baiyun Zhaitang that day had already spread. Knowing the terrifying strength of this little girl, the Qi-inducing disciples below were angry but still hesitated to go on stage.

Don't ask questions, because asking is to preserve your strength.

After waiting for a long time, no one came on stage. Little Zhuoma could only look at Li Ling'er in the audience.
Facing the provocative gaze of Xiao Zhuoma, Li Linger's brows relaxed and tightened, tightened and relaxed, and finally lowered her head and went to a nearby ring. Xiao Zhuoma was immediately disappointed, but fortunately, a boy finally jumped onto her ring.

This was a handsome boy with a slender figure and a refined temperament. He first bowed to Li Yang and Chi Yanhong on the stage, and then made a gesture to Xiao Zhuoma:

"The Dharma Hall, You Rui is teaching me... Holy shit!"

The disciples below saw that before You Rui could finish his words, the little Zhuoma opposite him knocked him down with a headbutt.

Simple and crude, like an angry little yak.

You Rui fell miserably under the ring, his eyes were full of golden light, he felt his stomach churning, his throat was sore, and he covered his lower abdomen and vomited continuously.

Little Zhuoma shook her hair calmly and said, "Stop whining. Should I hit you or not?"

You Rui vomited for a long time, and finally recovered: "I don't accept it, you are attacking by surprise!"

"Your name is You Rui, right? Did you know that there is news from your QQ farm?"

You Rui was confused by the sudden question from Xiao Zhuoma: "What do you mean?"

Little Zhuoma looked down at him with narrowed eyes: "You are such a wimp!"

"???" You Rui's eyes widened, unable to believe that this was said by a little girl: "Then there is news from your QQ farm too!"

"I know, because I'm so awesome!" Little Zhuoma put her hands on her hips, looking like she was so awesome.

Then, little Zhuoma realized the disadvantages of doing so.
For several hours, no one went up to her ring, and the old farmer squatted on the ring until his feet were numb.

There was no other way. Fighting with a kid, even if you win, it's not glorious. If you lose, you'll be mocked right in front of your face. Who can handle this? You Rui was almost too embarrassed to face anyone.

So little Zhuoma could only remain speechless and sigh to the sky that all the jokes she had memorized were of no use.

Thanks to little Zhuoma's tough behavior, no one was interested in Li Ling'er.

Of course, apart from the unique style of Li Linger and Xiao Zhuoma, the other arenas have already begun to be bloody.

Yan Fu, Yang Xinwu, Song Ling, Wang Shuhuan... a group of Qi-inducing disciples took turns to compete for the stage.
The fighting was so fierce that even Yan Fu, who was as strong as an ox, was knocked off the stage by a round-robin fight. He took an hour to get back on the stage, and then was beaten again by a round-robin fight.
People like Yan Fu and Yang Xinwu were basically the first echelon of Qi-inducing in Baiyun Taoist Temple. As the fight went on, they gradually built up their momentum and were able to barely hold the stage.

The results of Zhao Ziyao's special training slowly began to show. By six o'clock in the evening, fifteen of the twenty arenas were from the Performance Hall.

A hooligan is a complete hooligan.

This was Li Yang's fair evaluation. The disciples of the Performance Hall fought like complete gangsters. They attacked the male disciples from the lower three directions and the female disciples from the upper three directions. At one point, Li Yang thought he had arrived at a street fight.

Gradually, due to the lack of arenas, the arena battles slowly turned into a competition among the disciples of the Yanfa Hall themselves. The fights were fierce and enjoyable.

At 11:30 pm, night fell over Baiyun Mountain. In the last half hour, there were not many disciples still challenging. Zhao Ziyao's mouth was almost grinning. Just when Li Yang thought everything was settled, the cold Yu Bao suddenly stood up and waved his arm in a clear voice:
"Disciples of the Pure Yang Palace, begin attacking the ring!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)