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Chapter 566 The Greatest Heroes of the World Tournament [3 Updates]

Yan'an Prefecture.

In the lobby of a hotel, a tall but very thin man was pouring himself a drink.

He was handsome, but his brows were always furrowed with worry, as he poured bowl after bowl of bitter wine into his mouth.

Just then, he overheard several heroes at the next table talking about a "Greatest Heroes in the World Gathering".

We're all heroes; who wouldn't want to be number one in the world?

The burly man pricked up his ears to listen to what those江湖 heroes were saying.

Hero A: "Have you heard? King Qi is going to hold the Greatest Hero Tournament in the World in April!"

Hero B: "Never heard of it, but isn't the greatest hero in the world the King of Qi?"

Hero C: "Are you stupid? He's already the King of Qi, why would he compete with you for the title of the greatest hero in the world?"

Hero B: "Then what is the purpose of King Qi in holding this tournament to determine the greatest hero in the world?"

Hero A: "I heard that it's because the King of Qi is ordered to attack the Liao Kingdom, and he has chosen the best hero in the land to be the vanguard general!"

Hero B: "Huh? Isn't that suicide?"

Hero C: "If you are chosen as the greatest hero in the land, wouldn't it be perfect for you to become a vanguard general and achieve great things?"

Hero A: "If you can't get selected, you're asking for trouble! You don't even have a chance to die!"

Hero B: "Yeah, let's give it a try! It's only March, we have plenty of time to get to Qingzhou!"

Hero C: "Are you stupid? With our mediocre skills, going there would be suicide."

Hero A: "We can join in this grand event!"

Hero B: "Let's go together!"

The burly man, who was drinking alone, was deeply moved. It was no easy feat for him to make a name for himself in Yan'an Prefecture.

With his skills, it would be easy for him to be selected as the number one hero in the world, and then he could make great achievements!
Wouldn't it be better to waste one's life here?
The big man promptly settled the bill for the wine, went home and discussed it with his mother. The two of them packed their belongings and headed to Qingzhou.

……

Ying Tianfu.

In the valley, an old man was practicing his marksmanship. He was seen doing so...
He wore an iron turban and black tarpaulin armor.

He wore a black silk robe underneath and sat on a black horse.

He carried an iron-handled gun, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

His white beard made him look like a god descending from heaven.

Although his hair and beard were all white, he was strong and healthy, wielding an iron spear with great force and speed!
Suddenly, the old man put away his gun and shouted towards the forest path:

"Hiding its head and tail, where did this scoundrel come from?"

A man emerged from the forest path; he also had a dark face and bore a striking resemblance to the old man.

The dark-faced man was clearly afraid of the old man, and said timidly:
“Father, it’s your child…”

The old man frowned when he saw the dark-faced man with the package slung across his shoulder:
Where is my son going?

The dark-faced man said cautiously, "Father, it's the King of Qi hosting the greatest martial arts tournament in the land..."

"King Qi?"

The old man snorted: "Why is he holding this?"

Dark-faced man: "Legend has it that the King of Qi has been ordered to attack the Liao Kingdom and needs to select a hero to be the vanguard!"

"I'd like to try my luck too..."

"Don't embarrass yourself with your amateurish skills!"

The old man sneered and stroked his beard:
"I shall go!"

Dark-faced man: "Yes... um?"

Having confirmed that the old man was not joking, the dark-faced man was both surprised and delighted:

"Father, are you going to leave the mountain?"

The old man twirled his spear with a flourish:

"What's wrong with serving your country?"

The dark-faced man blurted out, "But Father, you're already sixty-one years old..."

"Humph!"

The old man glared at him unhappily:
"Lian Po was still able to lead troops at the age of sixty-five, while Huang Zhong only became famous at the age of sixty!"

"So what if you're sixty-one? Sixty-one is the age to make achievements and establish a career!"

"If you don't believe me, I'll just get you the best hero in the world!" The dark-faced man was very happy: "To fight a tiger, you need brothers; to go into battle, you need fathers and sons!"

"Let's go together!"

……

Mengjiazhuang.

In the Meng family compound, a young man, as strong as a calf, was wielding a pair of large axes.

He wielded the massive, wheel-sized axe with unparalleled ferocity; were it not for his yellow face, he would have looked like the son of Li Kui.

Just as the young boy was getting into the swing of practicing his axe routine, Old Master Meng walked in:
"My son, your chance has come!"

The boy, barely out of his teens, stopped his attack and asked Old Master Meng:

"Father, what opportunity has come?"

Meng Taigong: "The King of Qi is holding a tournament to determine the greatest hero in the land. The winner will be appointed as a great general on the spot!"

The boy, barely out of school, laughed: "There's such a good thing?"

Old Master Meng: "When you were young, I hired a tutor for you and taught you to read for a few years, but you have always loved playing with guns and sticks since you were a child."

"Therefore, your father sought out several famous teachers and taught you eighteen kinds of martial arts."

As the saying goes, "Having mastered both literary and martial arts, one can then sell one's skills to the emperor."

"If you don't want to take the martial arts exam, why don't you go to the World's Number One Heroes Tournament?"

"I heard this is a ranking competition. Even if you don't win, getting a ranking will still give you a place in the world."

"Isn't this better than fooling around in the village every day?"

The boy said, "Who's being silly? I've been training my muscles and bones and practicing martial arts every day, and this is the day I've been waiting for!"

"Father, your son is leaving!"

Old Master Meng: "Go early and come back soon. Your father is waiting at home for your good news!"

……

Qingzhou, the martial arts training ground.

Gao Chong asked Cai Fu unhappily, "Father, why hold a public selection when we four brothers are not being used?"

Yang Zaixing, Yu Hualong, and He Yuanqing were not as bold as him; they simply stood by and watched quietly.

Cai Fu was instructing Shi Xiu on swordsmanship when he heard this. He chuckled and reached out to pat Gao Chong's little head.
"My dear, think about it. If we do this, won't all the heroes of the world come to our Qi Kingdom?"

It would take time for the imperial court to gather supplies for him, and the date for the war with the Jin Dynasty was still far off.

Since he had nothing better to do than beat his child on a rainy day, Cai Fu organized a "World's Greatest Heroes Tournament."

Gao Chong pouted, "But Father, I want to be the vanguard general!"

Cai Fu laughed and said, "If you want to do it, then sign up."

The four little ones, along with Shi Xiu, all had their eyes light up, and Gao Chong was overjoyed:

"Father, can I sign up too?"

"If you want to be a vanguard general, then compete for it yourself."

Cai Fu smiled and encouraged them, "I didn't say our people can't sign up. You can all go if you want."

Cai Fu certainly couldn't stop them. He had built such a grand stage for the World's Number One Heroes Tournament, which would make his four adopted sons famous throughout the world.

"Great!"

With a cheer, the four children mounted their horses and charged out of the training ground.

Shi Xiu cautiously glanced at Cai Fu:
"Master, me too..."

Cai Fu waved his hand: "Go ahead, go ahead."

Shi Xiu ran off happily, when Cai Fu suddenly felt someone tugging at the hem of his robe.

Cai Fu looked down and saw that it was Chai Paifu.

Chai Paifu said in a childish voice, "Master, Little Chai wants to go too!"

Cai Fu's mouth twitched twice secretly:

"Go ask your mother. If she tells you to go, then go."

Chai Paifu immediately deflated: "Master, I think I'd better not go."

"Master, when will you teach me how to use a large knife to peel a pear?"

Cai Fu: (_)
Lady Chai: (ω)
【Don’t worry, there’s more to come】

(End of this chapter)