I can only beat noobs.

Chapter 67 Qin Family
"What a waste."

Sun Shicai stood a little further away and saw that Tian Qiming only lasted ten moves against Chen Ming, and he cursed inwardly.

He was definitely the person most focused on Chen Ming in the room. He wanted to see this young man's martial arts skills.

Immediately afterwards, someone else stepped forward and challenged Chen Ming.

Sun Shicai was overjoyed.

This time, the kid named Wang Ruisheng is clearly much stronger than that good-for-nothing from before.

The two quickly engaged in combat, one wielding a knife and the other a sword.

Sun Shicai squinted, watching every move Chen Ming made. The more he watched, the gloomier his face became, until finally he was practically grinding his teeth.

He had practiced the Five Elements Sword Technique for over a decade, so he could naturally tell that Chen Ming's version was quite different from what his master had taught him.

"That old codger would rather pass on his mantle to an outsider than to me."

Sun Shicai felt a surge of hatred.

He believed that his talent and perseverance were unmatched among his fellow disciples.

The eldest brother is pedantic.

Ever since my second senior sister got married, her mind has been elsewhere.

The third senior brother is weak-willed and not capable of great things.

The fifth brother is a nice guy; no one dares to offend him.

That idiot Lao Liu was so infatuated with a woman that he actually became a pirate.

The seventh son is a spoiled brat who doesn't understand current affairs.

Only he is qualified to inherit the mantle of the sect and carry it forward.

However, that old geezer wouldn't even give him a second glance, and in the end, he actually passed on his mantle to a fool who had neither talent nor brains.

It's no wonder Sun Shicai thought that way.

After all, Chen Ming had learned martial arts under Huo's tutelage during those years at the Huo residence, and no one knew better than him what kind of person this kid was.

He lacks talent and his comprehension is also average.

Given his aptitude, no matter how hard he tries, he should only be able to break through to the ninth rank around the age of thirty.

As a result, in just a few years, this kid has actually reached the seventh rank!

His cultivation level is almost catching up with his.

He would never believe that there is no problem here even if you beat him to death.

Sun Shicai's first thought was that his master had passed on the mantle of the sect to this kid.

He had long known that his master, Huo Chengkun, had kept a secret mantle that he had never passed on to his seven disciples.

He also knew that his master's cultivation level was far higher than the sixth rank, but rather the fourth rank. It was only because he had suffered extremely severe internal injuries back then that his cultivation level had regressed to the sixth rank...

Sun Shicai was lost in thought, his gaze growing increasingly somber.

At this moment, the winner between the two players on the field was decided.

After more than seventy moves, Chen Ming narrowly defeated Wang Ruisheng by a single move.

Of course, with Sun Shicai's insight, he could see that Chen Ming had been holding back all along, which is why the fight had gone on until now.

This kid is not stupid after all; he knows how to save face for others.

Judging from Wang Ruisheng's expression, he seemed quite pleased.

"But why did this kid treat Tian Qiming so cruelly just now?"

Sun Shicai had some doubts.

……

You have defeated a level 35 enemy and gained 700 experience points.

Chen Ming glanced at the pop-up notification, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you for your kind offer."

Despite the excitement of this battle, compared to his opponents at the eighth rank, this Wang Ruisheng was just a newbie, not much stronger than Tian Qiming.

In real-world combat, experience is extremely important.

Although these two scions of noble families possessed high cultivation levels, they lacked experience.

If he were to use lethal force, he could take his life within ten moves.

However, he had no grudge against Wang Ruisheng, so there was no need for him to make the other party lose too badly.

After three matches, he gained a total of 1450 experience points.

Since breaking through to the seventh rank, he has stopped sparring with those people he used to spar with. He can only "bully" the students who come to him for martial arts enlightenment every day.

In the past six months, Chen Ming made an unexpected discovery: defeating an eighth-rank martial artist twice in a single day would grant him two experience points, instead of the previous limit of once per day.

He also tested it on a ninth-rank martial artist, defeating him twice in a short period of time, but the second time he did not gain any experience points.

This is likely a hidden mechanism; a rank 9 player can only gain experience points once a day. Rank 8 gets two, and rank 7 probably gets three. And so on.

Wang Ruisheng also bowed and said, "Thank you for your mercy, brother."

Compared to Tian Qiming's crushing defeat, he could accept this result. Although he lost, anyone could see that he was far superior to Tian Qiming.

At this moment, Zhao Shouchang spoke up, praising, "Chen Ming's swordsmanship has already reached a high level. At such a young age, it is truly remarkable to have such skill in swordsmanship."

Everyone present felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing the admiral's comments.

Entering the main hall!

This is already a very high evaluation.

Several people who were initially arrogant and didn't take Chen Ming seriously began to re-evaluate his abilities.

Chen Ming humbly replied, "You flatter me, sir. I dare not accept such praise."

Zhao Shouchang asked him, "Who taught you your swordsmanship?"

"I once studied martial arts under Master Huo."

At this moment, Yu Xiuming, who was sitting next to him, leaned over and whispered something. He probably told him who Old Master Huo was.

Zhao Shouchang nodded and said, "You must practice diligently in the future and not waste your talent."

"Yes."

Amidst the various envious or jealous gazes of the crowd, Chen Ming returned to his seat.

……

The martial arts competition continues.

The third person stood up. He was a handsome young man and said, "Qin Jinlin from Jiangzhou wants to challenge Junior Sister Xiao of the Xiaoshui Sect."

His face was filled with tenderness, making him look less like someone who had come to compete and more like someone who was making a public declaration of love.

Xiao Zhuyun stood up gracefully and replied, "Alright, I've long wanted to learn from Brother Qin."

The two stood facing each other, their clothes fluttering, like a perfect couple.

Chen Ming looked at Qin Jinlin with considerable anticipation.

In the martial arts world, there are rules about how to refer to oneself. A prominent family in a prefecture can only use the prefecture name as a prefix, like Tian Qiming from Dai Prefecture just now.

In Jiangzhou, the fact that a family can use "Jiangzhou" as a prefix signifies that it is a top-tier family in the entire province, and there are only a handful of such families in the whole of Jiangzhou.

The Qin family was one of them.

These top-tier families all have exceptionally powerful experts in charge.

What people call the pinnacle is the realm above the first rank.

"Junior sister please."

Qin Jinlin displayed gentlemanly conduct.

"Brother Qin, be careful."

Xiao Zhuyun offered a reminder, then thrust out her sword with a light and graceful movement, a sight to behold. It was the Yao Guang Sword Technique of the Xiao Shui School.

Qin Jinlin smiled slightly, flicked his longsword, and twirled it. He then stepped forward to meet the attack.

He was undoubtedly showing off his skills; the flashing sword light was mesmerizing.

Chen Ming thought to himself, "These young masters from noble families aren't all good-for-nothings."

Qin Jinlin's swordsmanship is not only beautiful but also incredibly powerful. It's clearly a very skillful style of swordsmanship.

This person's swordsmanship is quite skilled; judging from his effortless movements, he didn't use his full strength.

This is definitely a formidable opponent.

Chen Ming shook his head inwardly, dismissing the idea of ​​fighting this person.

He prefers to beat up weaker opponents rather than skilled swordsmen.

The man and woman, one with swordsmanship as swift as a dragon, the other as graceful as a startled swan, were a sight to behold, so beautiful that one couldn't bear to blink.

Finally, after more than thirty moves, Xiao Zhuyun suddenly withdrew from the battle, saying breathlessly, "Brother Qin's swordsmanship is amazing, I concede defeat."

"Junior sister, you flatter me."

Qin Jinlin sheathed his sword and stood there with a slight smile.

Chen Ming wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Chen Ming's gaze had glanced in his direction.

At this moment, Zhao Shouchang spoke up, "Nephew Qin has already grasped the essence of the 'Wandering Dragon Sword Technique.' Brother Qin has raised a fine son."

His tone was warm, as if he were talking to his own nephews and nieces.

Qin Jinlin dared not be negligent and said respectfully, "Uncle Zhao, please forgive me. I came in a hurry this time and only arrived last night. I did not visit your residence beforehand. Please do not take offense."

Zhao Shouchang smiled and said, "I am already very happy that my nephew has come. How could I blame you? It is a rare opportunity for you to come. You must stay here for a few more days. You haven't seen Yan'er and Xian'er for two years, so you can get to know them better."

“After we parted last time, I missed my little sister Yan’er and my brother very much.”

The others present were all annoyed by their conversation.

This Qin Jinlin comes from a prominent family, has such power, and is so close to Admiral Zhao.

What's the point of comparing these two?
(End of this chapter)