Minglong

Chapter 201 Variables
Boom——

As dusk fell, the final roar echoed from the confluence of the three rivers, bringing the competition for the top three to a close.

Wei Wuyi stood on the stage dressed in a black robe, his eyes filled with the satisfaction of having a successor.

The seven martial arts masters seated around him looked on with disbelief, understanding Wei Wuyi's purpose in holding this gathering of heroes:

Discussing the selection of the next leader of the alliance is not a pretext to gather everyone here, nor is it to choose from among them. Rather, it is to take this opportunity to let them see the successor of Snow Eagle Ridge!

On the now ravaged yellow earthen field, a young man, no less than 1.9 meters tall, stood in the middle of the field with disheveled hair, covered in blood and sweat, panting heavily, but his muscular shoulders and back were still imposing, like a blood-soaked war god on the battlefield.

The young man's name is Wei Yin. This is the first time his name has appeared, but it will be known throughout the country tomorrow. As the final person to appear, he has even overshadowed Xie Jinhuan, who opened the event.

In this bloody battle, most people had one win and one loss. Even Huo Zhonghu, the favorite to win the Snow Eagle Ridge championship, only went through four rounds.

Xie Jinhuan had already secured the top spot, but at that moment, Wei Yin, Wei Wuyi's last disciple, emerged from behind the Dragon Sacrifice Platform and defeated all the remaining contestants with just his fists. Among them were direct disciples of Fengshan Valley and veteran masters with superb skills, totaling eleven people.

Wei Yin did not fall; his run of eleven wins ended simply because he had no more opponents, not because he was unable to continue playing.

The countless martial arts practitioners present witnessed this scene, even forgetting Xie Jinhuan, who was just beginning to show his talent, and were filled with disbelief.

If he were just strong, that would be one thing. But what's most terrifying about this person is that, like Xie Jinhuan, he has only just entered the first rank.

The reason he just entered the field is the same as Xie Jinhuan's: in order to win the championship, he temporarily supplemented his cultivation and spent the rest of his time honing his physical strength and refining his skills.

It can be said that Wei Yin was no longer a martial artist, but a sword that Wei Wuyi had forged with all his heart and soul, a sword that he showed to all the sects and schools of thought!
No wonder Wei Wuyi remained calm and observant when Xie Jinhuan fought against numerous heroes, unlike the other seven heroes who were easily startled. Wei Wuyi even showed some admiration when Xie Jinhuan upheld martial ethics and possessed noble character.

No wonder Xie Jinhuan is unstoppable, and Wei Wuyi only said he was guaranteed a top-three finish, without mentioning winning the championship or even having a successor in martial arts...

With Wei Yin around, all the prodigies, including Xie Jinhuan, would probably only be qualified to compete for second or third place.

Such unpredictable changes not only affect martial arts sects, but also the Taoist and Buddhist sects that monitor the movements of the martial arts world.

Inside a mansion in the county town, Zhang Guan of Zihui Mountain was drafting a letter to the sect leader, his eyes filled with disbelief:
"When did Wei Wuyi take on such a disciple? I knew he was being generous. Turns out it's all about keeping the good stuff within the family. If I'd known, I would have been a fool to come and support him, bringing all the martial arts schools from so far away just to prove that everyone here is a piece of trash..."

Nangong Ye had no intention of competing with the demoness anymore. After all, judging from the strength Wei Yin had just displayed, neither Xie Jinhuan nor the demoness could win the championship again. If this kid were to enter the super grade, he would probably become one of the eight martial arts heroes on the spot.

In the Great Qian Dynasty, there are only three families: Immortal, Buddha, and Martial. There are also only three leaders. She is considered to be Lu Wuzhen's successor. The senior disciple of Tiantai Temple, Monk Fachen, is the successor of Monk Wuxin. Wei Wuyi's successor was once thought to be his son.

While the three individuals cannot be said to be unskilled, their talents and achievements, when compared to other figures of similar stature in history, are indeed not particularly outstanding.

This Wei Yin, however, is completely inhuman. He is 20-30% stronger than Xie Jinhuan at the same cultivation level, which is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Nangong Ye also had some guesses about why Wei Yin was so fierce:
"Wei Wuyi is truly bold; he may have placed the opportunities he gained from the Military Saint Mountain onto this young man."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Guan's eyes showed a hint of surprise.

It is a rumor that Wei Wuyi made his fortune selling hooks in the Western Rong region.

Because of his talent, Wei Wuyi initially studied in the capital and was nurtured by the founding generation of the dynasty. After growing up, he traveled around and eventually found the Mountain of the Military Saint.

Like the Vermilion Bird Mausoleum, Mount Bing Sheng contains a great opportunity, the effects of which Zhang Guan is not clear about, but Bing Sheng refers to the God of War, who is in charge of military affairs.

After obtaining it, Wei Wuyi soared to great heights. Without the powerful backing of the Dan Ding Sect or the Chan Ding Sect, he achieved his current status as an equal to Lu Wuzhen and Monk Wuxin.

Such an opportunity is already considered a divine gift from the Four Directions and Four Gods. Even the leaders of various sects cannot provide one for each person. It is the foundation of Wei Wuyi's existence. By directly giving it to his disciple, he is essentially giving up his advantage to secure a future for future generations.

If Wei Yin had been using this thing to strengthen his body since childhood, then Xie Jinhuan's ability to eat a single Jiazi Lotus would indeed be difficult to shake; his luck was simply too great!
After pondering for a moment, Zhang Guan could only sigh:
"If that's the case, then there's nothing we can do. Jin Huan is still young, and his talent and resilience are undeniable. It's not impossible for him to suppress this kid in the future..."

Although Nangong Ye's words were cold, he still really hoped that Xie Jinhuan could stand out from the crowd. Suddenly encountering such a freak made him feel frustrated, but there was nothing he could do about it...

……

And the edge of the venue.

Bu Yuehua stood in the crowd, looking at the young man in the arena who was comparable to a god of death, and a hint of surprise and doubt appeared in her eyes.

As a veteran of the Witch Alliance who came from the desolate southern border, if she went all out, using both witchcraft and martial arts, it wouldn't be difficult for her to deal with Wei Yin, relying on her superior cultivation level.

But in terms of martial arts alone, Wei Yin is already unmatched below the Super Grade level. Wei Wuyi has poured countless efforts into him. Not to mention his skills and physical constitution, his ability to withstand blows without falling in a hundred battles is so strong that it makes the martial artists present despair.

She had originally planned to play it safe, aiming for six wins to maintain her form, and then try to get into the top three with Xie Jinhuan tomorrow, hoping that one of them could get the Tiger Bone Vine.

Now, things are really messed up. Not only do the two of them not have a chance, but as the second and third place finishers, they have to fight tomorrow before they can challenge Wei Yin, who has been resting for two days, the day after tomorrow. It's impossible for them to win. The promised treasure hunt has turned into Wei Wuyi dragging everyone over to be supporting characters for his closed-door disciple…

Bu Yuehua felt that she should discuss this matter with Xie Jinhuan, who was also shortlisted, to see if there was any chance to break the deadlock. Therefore, she turned around and headed towards the ferry on the riverbank.

On a ferry boat on the riverbank.

Everyone at the confluence of the three rivers was staring at the circular area in the middle, including the man, the ghost, and the bird.

Xie Jinhuan sat on the windowsill, legs dangling in the air, holding a telescope, carefully observing the peer still posing in the room, his brow furrowed:
"Are you sure this person isn't a half-demon like He Man?"

The coal-shaped creature's large, shiny black eyes rarely showed a hint of seriousness. It made a few "gurgling" sounds, implying—it was indeed domineering...

Ye Hongshang's perception range was limited, but even just by looking at the weather, he could deduce some problems:

"Even a half-demon is only half a grade stronger than an ordinary person in terms of physique. This person's moves are extremely fierce, and his physique and bones are stronger than yours. He must have obtained the 'Divine Gift of the Supervisory Soldier'. This opportunity has been around for sixty years. The person before him who obtained it was Ye Ci, and then Wei Wuyi. The third opportunity should have just come out based on the time. This person has been training for many years, so he should have obtained Wei Wuyi's."

Xie Jinhuan put down the telescope:

"My opportunities were earned step by step, by giving them away directly. How are others supposed to compete?"

Ye Hongshang shrugged slightly: "You've cultivated diligently for three years, how can you possibly defeat someone who has accumulated three generations of resources? That's how the path of cultivation is. It's not about techniques and skills, but about 'wealth, companions, methods, and land.' When you were fighting the Ghost Witch with the Zhenglun Sword, he could only stand there obediently."

Xie Jinhuan understood this principle, but he couldn't surrender without a fight, so he began to consider his trump card:

He wouldn't lack things like the Yellow Scale Seal, the Ice Soul Armor, and the Roaring Dragon Spear, given Wei Wuyi's resources...

The Heavenly Mace never wears out; it can be used, but it can't turn the tide of battle...

The Zhenglun Sword is used for magical duels...

The Golden Light Mantra can block a full-force attack, but its use in a fighting arena is easily detected; the Daoist Cultivation Boosting Pill can increase one's strength by half a grade, but that's against the rules...

The only remaining trump card is the omnipotent ghost!

Xie Jinhuan pondered for a moment, then looked at the ghost wife, intending to ask if she had any 'berserk' martial arts techniques.

But then they saw the stunningly beautiful woman sitting on the windowsill suddenly frown and look towards the upstream direction of the Huai River.

Xie Jinhuan turned his head to look, but didn't find anything. He asked in confusion:
"What's wrong? Is there some noise over there?"

A hint of confusion flickered across Ye Hongshang's brows, and after a long pause, he finally spoke:

"It looks like someone is digging up a grave."

Xie Jinhuan blinked his eyes:

What grave are you digging up?

"The grave of the white-haired little Taoist nun".

"Ok?"

Xie Jinhuan frowned, thought for a moment, and found it inexplicable:
"Who would bother digging up the Demon-Suppressing Tomb? Another tomb raider?"

Ye Hongshang shook his head: "I don't know, but someone just did something stupid. They woke up the little white-haired nun. If she's grumpy when she wakes up, she could cut her way from the north of Danzhou to the east of Lingnan. Let's go check it out first."

Xie Jinhuan had just finished burying the grave a few days ago, and now some lunatic was digging it up. Suspicious, he turned around, grabbed his tools, left a note for Bing Tuozi saying he was going out for a stroll and would be back tomorrow morning, and then, carrying coal briquettes, sped off upstream along the Huai River...

Meanwhile, on the riverbank.

Wearing a veil, Bu Yuehua strolled under the frosty moonlight, secretly pondering a strategy to deal with the enemy.

Before even reaching the cruise ship, a figure leaped off the deck, carrying a large black bird, and rode off into the distance, leaving me bewildered...

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This chapter isn't fully edited yet; I might need to revise it after I wake up. There's another chapter coming out this afternoon, or 2.

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