I began to understand the myriad things by chopping wood

Chapter 227 Yao Family Affairs, Little Hidden Dragon

August th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

There were crowds of people inside and outside Jinling City, and it was impossible to get through.

Although in the prosperous and wealthy Jinling Prefecture, even horse-drawn carriages could not move during the festival and were stuck on the official road for hours, this Mid-Autumn Festival was still particularly crowded.

Apart from those who had returned to Jinling from other places to reunite with their families, and the merchants who took advantage of the festival to do business, the largest number of people were wanderers from all over the place.

The reason is that this year's Xiao Qianlong Meeting is scheduled on the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The date for this Xiao Qianlong meeting was well chosen and the scale was unprecedentedly grand.

The Yao family sent invitations to almost all the well-known sects and families in the Dali Dynasty. Although not every family would send people, even if only 20% or 30% came, they would still be able to occupy the arena.

The Yao family has been working hard to increase the influence of the Xiao Qianlong Society in order to further enhance their voice in the martial arts world of the Dali Dynasty. Since their strength was greatly damaged in the Eight Gates Rebellion, they have been trying to consolidate their position by forming alliances and holding grand events.

If there are not so many martial arts masters, then the big families can expand their network, unite with masters from other families, and hide from the front stage to behind the scenes, which is also a means for the big families.

Originally, in terms of pure military strength, except for the first few families, the other eight great families may not be able to compare with the previous sects.

But when it comes to secular influence and control over the people, the martial arts sects cannot compare to the aristocratic families in any way.

Today in Jinling, it is not the city itself that is crowded.

On the bank of the river outside the city, there is a famous five-story building called Wangjiang Tower.

Standing on the Wangjiang Tower, you can see the vast river, with its winding curves and the surging water flowing eastward.

Over the past thousand years, countless literati, poets, and martial arts heroes have left poems and legends here. Jinling Wangjiang Tower can be regarded as one of the most famous riverside towers in the Central Plains.

On the open space by the river next to Wangjiang Tower, the Yao family had already built an arena in advance. It was half the height of Wangjiang Tower and its area was like a military training ground. It was also spacious enough for warriors in the Qi and Blood Transformation Realm to compete with each other.

This arena was naturally prepared for this grand event.

Before daybreak, the arena was already crowded with people watching the excitement, including martial artists from all over Jiangnan and local wealthy and famous people from Jinling. Of course, local people and peddlers also filled the arena, leaving almost no room for the participating schools.

Many wooden ladder chairs have been built next to the arena for the participating fighters to rest, and all of them are now seated.

Gazed from the Wangjiang Tower, the river bank was crowded with people, centered on the arena, and there was no way to get through. There were more than a thousand of them, probably tens of thousands.

Xie Yuan stood upstairs, looking at so many people crowded together, and felt a little worried. Fortunately, the Yao family members and government officials were still shouting and shouting to maintain order, otherwise there would probably be a stampede.

The people from the Yunshan Sword Sect were seated in the Wangjiang Tower.

As a major figure whose reputation has been growing in recent years and who has been specially invited by the Yao family, he naturally receives some special treatment.

Xie Yuan and his fellow disciples were on the third floor of Wangjiang Tower at this time, which was not considered low. Those on the same floor were from top sects in other states, and their status was similar to that of Yunshan Sword Sect.

As for the two floors above, I heard that one is for several noble families that are on good terms with the Yao family, and at the top are great masters such as the Duke of Ningguo, and it is said that there are also distinguished guests.

"This little Qianlong Club is not small at all!"

Ning Zi said with a sigh.

Qin Zhenyang nodded:

"It's getting bigger and bigger. I'm afraid the Yao family is gradually trying to make the Jinling Little Hidden Dragon Meeting a grand event for the entire Dali Dynasty."

"Want to challenge the 'Hidden Dragon Banquet' held by the imperial court?"

Ning Zi said with a smile.

"Their explanation is to cooperate with the imperial court and discover talents."

Qin Zhenyang did not comment.

Xie Yuan listened for a while and nodded slightly.

Looking at the scale, you can tell that the Yao family has big ambitions.

However, if you really want to hold a super-standard conference, you may not be able to do it without the strength to stabilize the venue. At present, the Yao family does not even have a master of the Flying Dragon List, at least not in public, so they can only hold a grand meeting for young people below the strength of the Submerged Dragon List.

While they were chatting, the seats on the Wangjiang Building and next to the arena were already full, even crowded, and a lot of tables and chairs were added.

The sun gradually rose, and people saw that the time had come and gradually quieted down.

Amid the sound of the rising and falling waves of the river, a member of the Yao family jumped out from the crowd onto the high platform and bowed to everyone. It was Yao Qinglai, the foreign affairs elder of the Yao family.

"You all have come to Jinling today and gathered here to participate in this Little Hidden Dragon Meeting. On behalf of the Yao family of Jinling, I welcome all the heroes!"

"it is good!"

Many audience members applauded and cheered to show their respect, which made Yao Qinglai smile.

He recited a bunch of opening remarks in an eloquent manner, mostly about the history of martial arts competitions in Wangjiang Tower and the historical anecdotes of the Yao family hosting banquets there. It seemed like he was introducing Jinling and Wangjiang Tower, but in fact, they were all stories about the Yao family.

However, the Yao family has been in Jinling for thousands of years, and the history of this place cannot be separated from this prominent family.

It’s just that Yao Qing talked too much, like an old lady’s foot binding, which never stopped even for the duration of an incense stick. Even those audience members who came for the first time and listened with great interest at first became a little bored.

"Why is this person so talkative?"

"I feel like he's always talking about this and that, saying that his Yao family is so great..."

"Aristocratic families are powerful. I also want to be born into an aristocratic family in my next life. I want famous actresses and courtesans to dance for me every day, and I also want to learn advanced martial arts techniques. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"Haha, if it's for a woman, then that's fine. But if it's for practicing martial arts, then you can't go to the Yao family. Haven't you heard that their masters can't beat the Qi and Blood Transformation Realm?"

"It's really absurd. What's this guy's name? Is he Yao Yilong?"

"How can Yao Yilong have the nerve to come out? He must still be recuperating in the garden. I don't know if he is really recovering or not, but it's embarrassing anyway."

"Then this person is not a master? It's a bit unreasonable not to send a master to manage such a big event."

"Isn't it the same whether he is the Yao family's Grandmaster or not? Besides, the Yao family's Grandmaster never moves. If he had extra time, he shouldn't have let the three young men get away that day."

"What do you mean he ran away? The one who ran away was Yao Yilong, okay?"

All of a sudden, the names "Yao Yilong" and "Yao Yilong" were mentioned countless times in the whispers around the entire arena, and gradually they became a wave of voices. Those who were not aware of the situation thought that they were the favorites to win the event.

But there are not many people who are unaware of this.

Although the master's name is great and well-known, not everyone knows him well.

But after this time, especially the night battle on the long street that happened before the Xiao Qianlong meeting, which was the largest Xiao Qianlong meeting ever, the reputation spread very widely.

Apart from the names of Xie Yuan and the other two, the most famous one is Yao Yilong, who is much more famous than the number one on the Flying Dragon List.

The purpose of many people coming to this small Qianlong Club has changed from seeing the young talented warrior to seeing who Yao Yilong is.

What kind of person is this? A master was killed by three people at the Qi and Blood Transformation Stage. Will he fight?
If not, why not give me that cultivation base, and I can reach the Qi and Blood Transformation Stage with my eyes closed...

Many external practitioners think so.

As Yao Qing on the stage was speaking, his hearing, which had reached the third level of Qi and Blood Transformation, gradually caught the whispers from below. He didn't need to know what was being said specifically, but just by hearing the three words "Yao Yilong", he could guess what was going on.

He paused, trying not to let his expression fluctuate, and continued his speech according to the draft.

In the past, welcome speeches would not be so long and drowsy as family meetings.

But firstly, as it was such a grand occasion, the elders felt that the Yao family should be promoted; secondly, also because of what happened a few days ago, the elders decided to talk more about the glorious deeds of the Yao family and keep silent about Yao Yilong's defeat, hoping that people would forget about it as soon as possible.

The Yao family has been very sad recently. They had put all their energy into preparing for this event, wanting to show the strength of the Yao family, but it turned out to be shown before the game - but in an alternative way.

The Yao family invited so many people, and then staged a grandmaster being beaten away by a Qi and Blood Transformation Realm master. It was simply shooting themselves in the foot, letting the world witness their joke. If there weren't so many people at the Little Hidden Dragon Club this time, this matter might have spread to everyone!
But it was too late to regret now. Besides hating Xie Yuan to the core, the Yao family didn't dare to hate the other two, so they could only put all the blame on Xie Yuan. And it was Xie Yuan who had caused everything in the first place.
Apart from that, they had no choice but to swallow their anger and just think about making the event a success so that others would forget what happened before.

It’s a pity that the decisions made by the elders are often not down-to-earth. The ideas they come up with on the spur of the moment are worse than those of humans.

Reading a script in front of the warriors waiting to watch the sparring and making them impatient is completely counterproductive, making them mock the Yao family's behavior even more. No wonder even the grandmaster can't beat them!

Xie Yuan heard some snickers on this floor, talking about his previous battle, and gradually ignored the Yao family members serving beside him. This is a well-known sect that is listed as a distinguished guest, so it stands to reason that they should give face to the Yao family.

Ning Zi also noticed this scene and said with a smile:

"It seems that the Yao family is going to hate Xie Yuan to the core!"

After hearing this, Lin Zhen frowned with worry on his gentle and resolute face and said:

"They themselves are not as skilled as others, why should they hate others..."

Qin Zhenyang said calmly:

"That's human nature. Xie Yuan... the blow he dealt to the Yao family was not only in terms of reputation, but more importantly, it also exposed the Yao family's strength."

Ning Zi raised her eyebrows and looked at Qin Zhenyang:
"Brother Qin, what do you mean?"

"The fact that a master failed to take down a few young men makes people question the level of the master of the Yao family. This is the first point. Secondly, the Yao family did not even send a second master to help in Jinling City. Whether it was carelessness or for some other consideration, it always makes people wonder whether the Yao family has fallen to this point. You see, many people are talking about this occasion, but the Yao family did not even have a master to speak - in the past, no one would say anything without a master coming forward."

Qin Zhenyang said slowly:
"If it is because this exposed the weakness of the Yao family and caused trouble for others, then the Yao family will regard Xie Yuan as a thorn in their side. Xie Yuan has to be careful, because the Yao family may have already regarded him as a mortal enemy."

Xie Yuan nodded silently:

"Brother Qin has a point."

Ning Zi didn't care about Xie Yuan's answer. She pointed at her pretty face with a scallion-like finger and thought:
"I heard before that the Yao family doesn't have many masters. There must be a master in their ancestral home who is not allowed to go out, and then Yao Yilong is in charge of Jinling City. I heard that there is another one who inspects the properties in various places in Jiangnan... Why do I remember only these three? It can't be that serious?"

Qin Zhenyang nodded:
"There are really only three grandmasters in the Yao family who can be named. Even if there are some who are low-key, others don't know about it, but it seems that there will be one or two more this time. A thousand-year-old family has at most five grandmasters. How can people not think about it?"

Ning Zi sighed:
"The Yao family has really fallen into decline. No wonder they have to seek a sense of existence elsewhere."

"The Saintess of the Demon Cult killed too many people back then, and it was also because the Yao family was the most aggressive. I was still in my teens at the time, and I have a deep impression of it. There were at least five masters of the Yao family who were killed who can be named."

Qin Zhenyang sighed:

"The Eight Gates Rebellion was a major turmoil that affected the entire Dali situation."

Xie Yuan, Lin Zhen, Huang Zifeng and others all nodded silently.

Xie Yuan heard from Situ Qin that each of the eight great families had lost a master, and martial arts masters had never seemed so fragile. A great battle happened before the Kitchen God Cult, and they fell from the sky like rain.

The Kitchen God Religion surpassed the Prajna Temple and the Xuanzhen Sect and was known as the world's largest religion, ranking first among the "one religion, two sects, four schools and eight families", not for the sake of rhyme, but because of real strength.

If it weren't for the fact that the Holy Maiden of the Demon Cult made people have reservations about her choice and she had not gone to war with the eight families at the same time, but instead attacked one of them, perhaps the eight great families would have really lost two or three people.

At that time, people from noble families fell like rain, and there were heavy casualties. Countless branches were destroyed overnight, and no one survived. Many members of noble families who were proud of their surnames were killed and even changed their appearances and hid their identities. The main family was busy taking care of itself, so how could it have time to take care of the branch family?
The chaos that swept across the aristocratic families and even across Dali climaxed when the Saint Girl killed Xie Xuan, the head of the Chenjun Xie family and the sixth on the Tianlong List at that time, under siege by the three great masters of the Langya King, Chenjun Xie, and Qinghe Cui families, and then walked away, shocking the whole world.

But when everyone thought that the Saint would come back after resting, defeat the grandmasters of the Wang and Cui families one by one, and then completely wipe out the eight major families, she never appeared again.

Even the grandmasters of the Wang and Cui families confirmed that the Saint was not seriously injured, and even wrote to the court for help. When the court saw that the Kitchen God Cult was getting out of control and gradually out of control, and was ready to unite with the noble families, the Eight Gates Rebellion suddenly resolved itself.

The Eight Gates Rebellion was originally caused by the aristocratic families joining forces to force the King of Pingxi to death, but in the end the royal family was ready to join forces with the aristocratic families again, which shows how great the threat posed by the Holy Maiden and the Kitchen God Cult is.

But just when it seemed that the Kitchen God Cult could stir up chaos in the world and the Saint was at the peak of her power, everything came to an abrupt end.

The Kitchen God Cult, which had been hiding for many years, revealed a lot of its strength. Afterwards, it was jointly liquidated by the royal family and the aristocratic families, and the saint is still missing.

Many people speculated that she had gone completely crazy and wanted to break through to the highest realm above the Grandmaster, and died due to infatuation;

Many people speculated that she was impatient with the pain and was heartbroken, and completely followed the King of Pingxi;

Some people also speculate that it was the monk Zhiling and the immortal Yuxu who took action to stop the saint from causing chaos, and she is still imprisoned in Prajna Temple or Luofu Mountain, but this statement has never been confirmed by the disciples of Prajna Temple and Xuanzhen Sect.

Even Situ Qin herself did not know where her mother was, or whether she was alive or dead;
But at least in the first one or two years after the end of the Eight Gates Rebellion, she, who was still a little girl, received some martial arts treasures sent by her mother.

According to Situ Qin's feeling, her mother should still be there, but there was no news from her and she didn't know what she was doing.

But the killing at that time was enough to make even Situ Qin feel a little scared.

Situ Qin's original words are:
"Although I lost my father at that time, I also wished that all the eight great families would be wiped out just like my mother. But when she really led people to kill everywhere, with heads rolling and corpses and blood flowing, killing everyone regardless of age, including little girls of my age who knew nothing, and babies in swaddling clothes... I felt that this was wrong. At least they were innocent, right? I think so...

“But when I heard that she ordered the massacre of all the people in a village just because they took in the refugees from the noble family, and even the mountain streams were dyed red, and the paradise in the mountains became a den of ghosts, I felt that she was really wrong.

"She is really crazy... She is no longer the mother I remember."

For many years afterwards, Situ Qin felt that the grudge was too deep to be resolved, so he stopped caring about it. He even felt guilty when he thought about the children who should have grown up like him but were killed just because they had the same surname as the master he had never met.

Situ Qin's nature is sunny, generous, kind and even innocent. She is more like her father than her mother.

Xie Yuan came back to his senses, and thinking of that pretty face that was both angry and happy, he suddenly missed Yunzhou.

However, since the Rebellion of the Eight Gates, the Yao family, which had been very active in trying to gain the upper hand among the eight great families and took the lead in forcing the killing of one of the Kings of Pingxi, was directly thrown into the abyss and ranked last among the aristocratic families in terms of strength.

However, the thousand-year-old family has a profound foundation and has experienced more critical moments in history. Relying on accumulation and skill, and changing strategies, they have still managed to maintain their position.

Yao Qinglai was very proud on the stage, but when he saw that many warriors were already openly showing their dissatisfaction, his forehead twitched and he thought to himself:

"If only my uncle hadn't been so... ah. It's all the fault of that little thief Xie Yuan!"

He finished hastily, then laid down the rules.

On the first day, there was a "Little Hidden Dragon" battle, where young masters who had reached a certain level of Qi and Blood Transformation fought against each other, and the winner would be the king;
On the second day, strong men at the second transformation realm competed for the crown of the Little Hidden Dragon Society.

In addition to the rewards of elixirs, weapons and martial arts, the most important thing for the top winner of the Xiao Qianlong Club is the entrance to the Jianzhen Lake ruins.

The Jianzhen Lake Ruins are a relic that several major families and sects in Dali jointly control and use to train disciples. It is already relatively stable and is particularly suitable for outstanding disciples to enter and comprehend and practice. In the past, there have been many talented and lucky people who have soared to the sky after a trip in, breaking through bottlenecks and becoming grandmasters.

As for the top member of the Xiao Qianlong Society, no matter which family he comes from, whether he is a casual cultivator or has a background, the Yao family will give him a place. This is very generous and they have never broken their promise, which shows the spirit of a great family.

Of course, the independent cultivators would be extremely grateful to the Yao family for this opportunity, and this good relationship would be established.

The talent of the independent cultivators who can stand out among the children of aristocratic families and the inheritance of major sects is naturally beyond words. There have only been a few in the past many years, and one of them has become a master, and has always been very close to the Yao family. This is a very wise investment by the Yao family, and it is also one of the meanings of their holding of the Little Hidden Dragon Meeting.

But this year is different.

In addition to the first place in the second transformation realm getting the opportunity, the Yao family also gave the first place in the first transformation realm of Qi and Blood the opportunity to enter the Jianzhen Lake Temple!

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience burst into discussion.

The value of a place in the ruins is immeasurable. After all, it is a way to cultivate a master.

As for a Grandmaster, that weight must be far greater than any elixir or weapon.

Every family that gets a spot treats it like a treasure, and wants their most outstanding disciples to try their luck in the game. At the very least, it can improve their strength a lot. But the Yao family gave up another spot?
Although they were already one of the holders of the largest quota because of their proximity to Jianzhen Lake, this was still too wasteful.

Moreover, a change of state?

The most coveted thing about the Jianzhen Lake ruins is that it provides a chance to see one's true self, integrate into the universe, and gain a hint of the secret of breaking through to become a master.

This has always been the most coveted secret realm for masters in the third level of Qi and Blood. For those in the third level of Qi and Blood, it is even more attractive than many higher-level ruins.

And having entered the second stage of transformation of Qi and blood, it is of some help to gain insights in advance.

But the first level of Qi and Blood Transformation? It was too far from being a Grandmaster, and it was still unclear whether he could even break through to the third level. To be honest, it was somewhat of a waste of resources.

But since the Yao family gave this extra opportunity for some reason, many warriors who had reached the first level of Qi and Blood Transformation were ready to try. Even some sects that originally just wanted to let their disciples come to broaden their horizons were thinking about how to get this opportunity.

"The Yao family really spent a lot of money."

Ning Zi looked surprised and said:
"Junior Brother Huang, Junior Sister Lin, are you sure?"

Lin Zhen shook his head with regret:
"My current cultivation level is far from perfect. I can only give it a try this time."

Huang Zifeng nodded seriously:
"I will try my best." Qin Zhenyang pondered for a moment, glanced at Xie Yuan calmly, and then said:
"Yao Tianchuan from the Yao family should still be in the first stage of Qi and Blood Transformation. If he still has strength..."

Ning Zi didn't wait for him to finish and took over the conversation:

"Didn't that kid's sword heart get shattered after being beaten? Oh, by the way, I don't even know who it was now. Big Brother, tell me, is it you?"

Lin Zhen and Huang Zifeng also looked at Qin Zhenyang expectantly, leaving the latter speechless:
"Why would I do such a secretive thing?"

He emphasized hiding the head and showing the tail, making Xie Yuan look at the nose with his eyes and the heart with his nose.

Ning Zi asked curiously:

"Who is that? Is there really a sword spirit on our Sword Peak?"

Qin Zhenyang said slowly:

"It may be a righteous man who does not want to reveal his name."

While they were talking, the competition had already started.

The two people who came on stage were disciples from a medium-sized local martial arts school in Jiangnan. One of them used a knife, and the other, which was quite rare, used an axe.

Xie Yuan watched with great interest and rarely saw his colleagues.

But after just a few glances, he shook his head silently.

The man wielding the axe had more than enough strength, but his skills were so poor that he was completely led by the axe, looking extremely clumsy.

Looks like it won't last a few rounds...

"This warrior holding the axe is so powerful that his opponent dares not even touch him."

Huang Zifeng and Lin Zhen were the ones who watched most carefully, and he commented in a deep voice.

Lin Zhen nodded repeatedly:

"I think the one with the axe will win."

Huang Zifeng was stunned to see that Lin Zhen rarely agreed with him, and then he said with some trepidation:

"Junior Sister Lin is also optimistic about the power of this man's axe skills?"

"It actually looks a bit clunky... but I like the axe and I hope he wins."

Lin Zhen said inexplicably.

Huang Zifeng was somewhat happy to see that Lin Zhen shared the same opinion as him. Lin Zhen had been very cold to him all along the way, and he was about to give up after so long.

It turns out that we have a tacit understanding of our views.

Originally, the axe-wielding warrior swung his axe continuously, relying on the advantage of his weapon, forcing the knife-wielding opponent to dodge and not even be able to counterattack. He had already taken the absolute initiative.

But after a few moves, his opponent kept retreating, which made him a little anxious. The strength in his hands became more and more anxious, and his steps gradually became disordered.

After two more moves, he was anxious to decide the winner, so he swung his axe at his opponent with all his strength, but his opponent dodged by rolling to the side and stepped close to the big man.

It was too late for the big man to get his axe back. His opponent chopped him with a knife, so he had to let go of his weapon. So he fought with his bare hands against the sharp long knife. After only five rounds, the winner was decided.

Huang Zifeng and Lin Zhen were both disappointed when they saw that the axe wielder lost, but the reasons for their disappointment were different.

Soon, someone else came on stage, and the two put aside their distractions and watched again. After all, everyone who came on stage could become their opponent in the future, and even if not, they could learn from others' fighting styles as they were in the same realm.

However, to Qin Zhenyang and Ning Zi, these battles at the first level of Qi and Blood Transformation were of little interest, and they were just there to watch for fun.

The same was naturally true for Xie Yuan. With his keen eyesight, even though he had not yet mastered ordinary axe skills, he was able to see the man's weakness at a glance.

Most people off the field were either wielding knives or swords, which was Xie Yuan's forte. After almost three moves, he could determine the outcome with a high degree of accuracy.

Having fought against the Grandmaster, the Heavenly Rank Assassin, Mr. Qian, and Monk Huijue, Xie Yuan's vision has become extremely high.

Under the high pressure of a strong enemy, his statistics may not be improved much, but his combat skills and combat adaptability are greatly improved.

Looking at these people's exchanges of Qi and blood at a different level, I feel a little bored.

But he was just feeling bored, and was discovered by Ning Zi who was also bored. Her charming eyes suddenly glared at him, and she slammed the table until it shook - including the table:
"Junior Brother Zhang, even though you won't be on stage, you should still watch carefully! This kind of competition between warriors from all over the world will greatly improve your strength if you watch carefully!"

"..."

Xie Yuan and Qin Zhenyang glanced at her at the same time, and seeing that she was acting like a senior sister, they were both silent.

However, Xie Yuan knew that she was doing this for his own good, so he smiled and said honestly:
"Okay, Senior Sister Ning."

Ning Zi nodded with satisfaction:

"Next year! With your talent, if you continue to practice and accumulate skills, you can come here to compete next year! Senior Sister believes in you!"

She patted Xie Yuan's shoulders twice, making him tremble - including Xie Yuan.

Several people from the Sword Sect were watching the competition upstairs and giving their own comments. During the competition, Qin Zhenyang and Ning Zi also gave questions to test three junior brothers and sisters who were at the First Transformation Realm to see how their eyesight and basic skills were. The answers were naturally satisfying.

Ninety-nine percent of the warriors around the arena are far inferior to the Sword Sect disciples in terms of foundation and heritage.

Under the efficient organization of the Yao family, the participating disciples next to the ring quickly fought two rounds, decided eight winners, and then let them rest for a while.

If the winner has to be decided in one day, it will be a test of the players' hard power, foundation and even luck, which is not very fair.

But no one has any objection to this. The real world of martial arts is less rule-abiding than a competition like this.

The competition on the ring came to an end, and it was time for the various sects and schools upstairs to compete.

Most of the people above are big sects. Many of them actually come for the top spot in the Second Transformation Realm, but they also bring disciples in the First Transformation Realm to see the world, just like the Yunshan Sword Sect.

However, most people did not know before coming here that those who have reached the first level of transformation also have the opportunity to see the True Lake. It is a pity now. If they had known earlier, they would have brought their most competitive disciples here.

The competition among these seeded players will soon begin.

The competition between the inheritances of famous sects was different from the battle just now.

Although the winner is not immediately apparent, even spectators with poor eyesight can tell that the current contestants' moves are much more sophisticated.

This is actually a comprehensive gap in basic skills. After all, the big sects and small schools are different, not just in terms of skills.

There were constant cheers from the sidelines, attracting the envy of many people on and off the stage:

"It would be great if I could join these big sects..."

The battles of Qi and Blood Level 1 usually don't last too long, after all, the Qi and Blood are limited there, and if you encounter an enemy of the same level, the consumption will not be small. Except for a few extremely cautious players who encounter each other, most of the time it will end within half an incense stick of time.

Not long after, several groups of disciples who had been sparring had gone down, and it was Lin Zhen's turn to take the stage next.

Lin Zhen stood up, his expression firm, but his grip on the sword was still a little tight. After all, with so many people watching, it was a bit nervous.

Many people become stuttered when facing the gazes of dozens of people. With tens of thousands of people staring at them, even the most determined warriors cannot keep their composure. Many have performed poorly and awkwardly due to nervousness, and have also been booed a lot, which makes people even more stressed.

Fortunately, although Lin Zhen was a little nervous, it didn't affect her much. After all, she had experienced things, and this level of nervousness was just enough to get her into the right state.

The opponent was a young man holding two swords. There were many people holding swords, but it was rare to see a young man holding two swords.

After Lin Zhen came on stage, her pretty face made many people in the audience brighten up. After all, women who practice martial arts have better figures and temperament, but very few of them are charming. Now that Lin Zhen came on stage, her appearance was originally that of a beautiful girl from a small family, coupled with the nourishment of spiritual energy and the training of martial arts, she has become extremely outstanding, which instantly attracted many people in the audience.

Hearing the voices of many people cheering for their opponents, the young man with two swords turned pale and snorted at Lin Zhen:
"Crazy Blade Sect, Meng Fang."

Obviously, this is a promising young man who is not interested in women.

Lin Zhen held up his sword and bowed, saying:

"Yunshan Sword Sect, Lin Zhen."

She made a sword flower, pointed at her opponent, and got ready.

"start!"

At the referee's command, Meng Fang, who was standing tall, drew out his two swords at the same time with a thud, and slashed them crosswise. First, a cross of sword energy came out, slashing towards Lin Zhen through the air; then he kicked his foot and rushed up like a cheetah, his attack was very ferocious!
The crowd below the stage exclaimed slightly, and some even complained that Meng Fang was not a gentleman and did not know how to be sympathetic to women. If this move defeated Lin Zhen, what else would they watch? Watch him?
Seeing that his opponent was coming so bravely, Lin Zhen was not afraid at all. He thrust his sword forward, first dispersing the force of the knife, and then, to everyone's surprise, he stepped forward directly. The sword drew a hook-like arc and cut towards Meng Fang's chest as quickly as a crescent moon.

The sword was extremely swift and at a tricky angle, which made Meng Fang's heart tremble. He used both swords to block the sword.

With a ding sound, both of them were shocked, and then Meng Fang took a step back.

The audience was stunned; this scene was somewhat different from what they had imagined.

Is this brave looking man with two swords just a useless person? He was directly defeated by a delicate woman with one sword!

Meng Fang was like facing a formidable enemy. Only he knew how clever and powerful Lin Zhen's sword was. Not only did the sword hit him right in the weak spot, forcing him to defend himself, but the crescent-shaped force exerted great power on him, and his strength was quite impressive!

What kind of swordsmanship is this?
Lin Zhen didn't care what others thought, and took advantage of the situation without mercy, slashing at Meng Fang with sword after sword. Sometimes she slid like floating in the clouds, attacking from the side at a tricky angle, and sometimes she turned around, her skirt flying, and the crescent moon slash was powerful.

Unlike what others imagine, Lin Zhen became Luo Shuang's disciple and was a true descendant of the master. He made great progress in just a few months, both in sword moves and cultivation. His Yaoyue swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and he was not as gentle and graceful as his appearance.

Luo Shuang sent her here to broaden her horizons, but she also felt that this talented disciple of hers should be able to broaden others' horizons as well.

The people in the audience were fascinated by Lin Zhen's graceful swordsmanship. The people upstairs were also a little surprised. Xie Yuan nodded repeatedly:
"Miss Lin is really on her way."

He sighed a little, thinking of the pretty and helpless figure in the mourning hall, and comparing her with the swordsman in front of him who shone brightly at the Little Hidden Dragon Conference. He suddenly felt that a lot had changed - although it was only a year or two.

Looking at Lin Zhen's current changes, he felt that he had done the right thing.

Although Xie Yuan no longer used the precious sword, he still kept it as a treasure. If Mr. Lin knew about this, he would be pleased to see the current state of his children.

Meng Fang could only defend himself in front of Lin Zhen, but Yao Yuefeng's swordsmanship was graceful but murderous, and his changing moves were impossible to resist completely, so he was defeated after a while.

There was thunderous applause and even whistles from the audience. It was probably the most united audience ever.

"The Yunshan Sword Sect is truly extraordinary!"

"No wonder it's so famous recently. Maybe I need to change my catchy phrase in the future..."

Lin Zhen won the game with great satisfaction. Her pretty face flushed, her chest heaved a few times, she bowed to everyone around her, and went back upstairs.

Xie Yuan and the others all smiled and clapped or gave her a thumbs-up. Ning Zi even pulled her into her arms and squeezed and touched her. The scene made her and the men around her blush.

Huang Zifeng looked at Lin Zhen with admiration and complicated eyes, but it happened to be his turn again, so he took a breath and stood up.

"I'm going."

"Junior Brother Huang, relax a little. With your kung fu, there are few rivals here."

Qin Zhenyang encouraged gently.

Huang Zifeng nodded and was about to turn around and go downstairs.

"Brother Huang, come on."

Lin Zhen's voice came.

He shuddered, nodded slightly, and didn't even turn his head:
"Don't worry, I won't lose."

Xie Yuan felt as if Huang Zifeng had suddenly ascended to a higher level, and he went downstairs to fight with great momentum, silently thinking that his opponent might be in trouble.

Sure enough, Xie Yuan didn't even remember his opponent's name. Huang Zifeng simply swung his bamboo sword and emitted a sky full of green light, forcing his opponent to the edge of the huge arena, and then suddenly stopped.

Everyone was a little puzzled, but they saw Huang Zifeng throwing the bamboo sword high up, then suddenly pointed his hand, and the bamboo sword shot towards the opponent as if it had eyes.

"Flying Sword Technique!"

There was an uproar in the audience, and even from the fourth and fifth floors there were faint cries of surprise.

The flying sword technique of Zhu Jianfeng of Yunshan Sword Sect actually appeared in the hands of a disciple who had reached the first level of Qi and Blood Transformation?

Everyone felt it was a feast for the eyes, except Huang Zifeng's opponent, who looked at the sharp bamboo sword rushing towards him in despair and simply jumped off the stage.

Huang Zifeng turned his hand, and the flying sword turned a corner and returned to the scabbard on his back. It was so elegant and graceful that it immediately aroused cheers from the sky.

"The Yunshan Sword Sect is so powerful!"

"Sword Immortal! Sword Immortal Sect!"

"How handsome! Are you unmarried, young man?"

Xie Yuan also applauded silently. The appearance of this product was indeed worth mentioning.

He just glanced at Lin Zhen secretly. Although he saw her smiling, her eyes were dull and she was not as excited as the girls in the audience.

The noise continued, and the audience was talking about the performances of the two consecutive Sword Sect disciples. The full of praise made Xie Yuan almost straighten his back involuntarily - at this time, he was once again a proud member of the Sword Sect.

But soon, the discussion on the field quieted down.

The host's disciples came on stage.

Yao Tianchuan stood on the stage, facing him were disciples from the Qu Ning Academy, the largest sect in Qizhou.

Qu Ning Academy is a Confucian school of practice. All of its disciples are proficient in both civil and military affairs. Most of them are tall and strong men who are seven feet tall. They love to travel around the world and reason with people - if they can't win the argument with civil and military arguments, they will use military arguments. They also like to travel in groups, so it is difficult for ordinary people to offend them.

This sect is extremely powerful, and its leader is also a Grandmaster on the Flying Dragon List, so the disciples who come here are naturally not weak.

Yao Tianchuan had a stern look on his face. After greeting the righteous, muscular scholar opposite him, he pointed his sword at the ground quietly and stopped talking.

"start--"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, a flash of lightning streaked across the ring, and Yao Tianchuan instantly appeared behind the scholar, his posture unchanged, with the tip of his sword pointing diagonally to the ground.

After a while, the two still didn't move. The people in the audience didn't know what was going on, and then they saw the scholar suddenly holding his stomach and slowly falling to the ground.

"Yao Tianchuan wins!"

Seeing the scholar lying in a pool of blood, the audience was silent for a moment, and then there was an uproar.

One sword decides the outcome?

What a fast sword!

The opponent didn't even react, and even the audience didn't react!

After all, he is a disciple of Qu Ning Academy and is not inferior to Yunshan Sword Sect. How could he be so fragile?
Just now, he was shocked by the performance of the two disciples of Yunshan Sword Sect and thought they were strong contenders for the first place in the First Transformation Realm;
But after seeing Yao Tianchuan's sword that was completely unbreakable, the audience immediately became shaken.

How can any state of mind be able to block this sword?
On the tall building, Xie Yuan frowned slightly.

Not only did Yao Tianchuan pick up the sword again, he seemed to have made some breakthroughs.

Originally, his strength was very strong and he was not far from the second transformation realm. Now he might have made further progress and was only one step away from a breakthrough.

There is no need to suppress his power at this point, so why doesn't he break through?
Xie Yuan thought of what he heard that night at Yao's house, and his face darkened slightly. Just then, he saw Yao Tianchuan looking over at Lin Zhen and Huang Zifeng next to him.

The audience had been staring at Yao Tianchuan, and when they saw him looking up, they all looked up and saw the people from the Sword Sect on the third floor.

The riverside suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of the river roaring incessantly.

　Thanks to the boss of Xiahuazhilan for the reward again! The boss consumes rationally orz
　　Thanks to the book friend 20231130113636089 for the reward, and thanks to the boss for the support~
　　It’s been a full month since September, and it has come to a successful conclusion. My hands are shaking.

　　Happy National Day everyone!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)