Film and Television Daqing: Starting with the Heaven-Covering Technique and the Devouring Demon Art

Gongzi Yu gazed intently into the distance: "Yes, the real challenge is yet to come. However, as long as we are united, nothing can stop us."

Just as everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, a servant rushed over and found Ye Dingzhi and the others with a nervous expression: "Gentlemen, there is urgent news. Please come to the Director Chen's office immediately for discussion."

Upon hearing this, Ye Dingzhi and the others' expressions changed slightly. After exchanging glances, they quickly followed the attendants to where Chen Ru was.

When Chen Ru met Ye Dingzhi and the others, he solemnly handed them a secret letter: "This is a message I just received. Take a look for yourselves."

Ye Dingzhi took the secret letter, quickly glanced through it, and frowned. The letter mentioned that someone was secretly plotting against them, and the mastermind was likely connected to the Northern Li royal family.

"It seems that our every move is being watched," Lei Mengsha said in a deep voice.

Gongzi Yu sneered, "Since that's the case, let's turn the tables and see what they're up to."

Ye Dingzhi nodded in agreement: "That's right, we can't just sit here and wait to die. Dean Chen, I'll leave this to you. We need to go out and make some preparations."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ru nodded: "Don't worry, I'll take care of things here. However, you must also be careful, since the enemy is in the shadows while we are in the open."

After thanking Chen Ru, Ye Dingzhi and the others quickly left the Jixia Academy and began a secret investigation into the conspiracy mentioned in the secret letter.

The competition continued the next day.

After the exciting events of the previous day, everyone is paying even more attention to the martial arts competition.

In an instant, Tianqi Square was bustling with noise, as martial arts practitioners from all walks of life gathered together, full of anticipation for the upcoming martial arts tournament.

Sunlight streamed onto the arena, shimmering golden, as if even the air itself was filled with the passion of battle.

With the host's announcement, the third match officially began.

This time, Bei Li sent out Zhao Yuzhen, the "Flowing Cloud Swordsman" known for his swordsmanship, while his opponent was Liu Mengli, the "Shadow Dance Butterfly" from Nan Jue, who was famous for her lightness skills and hidden weapons.

Zhao Yuzhen, dressed in white and holding a long sword, looked like an immortal who had stepped out of a painting. His eyes revealed a serene and confident demeanor that transcended the mundane.

Liu Mengli, on the other hand, was dressed in a tight black outfit, her figure graceful, holding an exquisite hidden arrow in her hand, and wearing a mysterious smile on her face, as if she could turn into a black shadow and disappear from everyone's sight at any moment.

"Game start!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, Liu Mengli's figure flashed, disappearing from the spot like a ghost, leaving only afterimages crisscrossing in the air. A burst of gasps erupted from the audience, who marveled at her extraordinary lightness skill.

However, Zhao Yuzhen remained unfazed, lightly waving her longsword, the tip drawing a perfect arc in the air, as if she could predict Liu Mengli's every move.

When Liu Mengli reappeared and was about to launch an attack, she found that her retreat was blocked by Zhao Yuzhen's sword light.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Liu Mengli exclaimed, while simultaneously retreating rapidly, deftly dodging Zhao Yuzhen's attack. She was secretly astonished; the exquisite skill of Zhao Yuzhen's swordsmanship far exceeded her expectations.

The competition entered a heated phase, with Zhao Yuzhen and Liu Mengli exchanging blows on the stage, their sword flashes and hidden weapons weaving together into a dazzling display of light and shadow.

Zhao Yuzhen's swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, with each strike containing boundless sword intent; while Liu Mengli countered with agile movements and precise hidden weapons, forcing Zhao Yuzhen to be constantly on guard.

As time went on, both fighters gradually showed signs of fatigue, but their fighting spirit only grew stronger. The cheers and shouts of encouragement from the audience rose and fell, pushing the entire martial arts tournament to another climax.

Just then, Liu Mengli suddenly paused, as if she had found a tiny flaw in Zhao Yuzhen's defenses. A resolute glint flashed in her eyes, and the hidden arrow in her hand shot out, heading straight for Zhao Yuzhen's throat.

However, Zhao Yuzhen seemed to have anticipated this, and with a flick of her longsword, she casually knocked the hidden arrow to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he sprang up, his longsword transforming into a streak of light, aiming straight for Liu Mengli's vitals.

Liu Mengli was shocked and quickly used her lightness skill to dodge. However, Zhao Yuzhen's swordsmanship was too exquisite. She dodged left and right, but she could never completely escape the cover of the sword light.

"Admit defeat!" Zhao Yuzhen said in a deep voice, the tip of his sword already pressed against Liu Mengli's throat, but he did not actually thrust it out.

Liu Mengli's face turned pale; she knew she had lost.

She put away the hidden arrow and bowed slightly to Zhao Yuzhen: "Young Master Zhao's swordsmanship is superb, Mengli is willing to admit defeat."

Zhao Yuzhen sheathed her longsword and smiled slightly: "Miss Liu's lightness skill is superb. If I hadn't been lucky, I probably wouldn't have been able to win."

Although they were rivals, they acted like friends who appreciated each other.

After exchanging salutations, they stepped down from the ring, earning enthusiastic applause and respect from the audience.

With the end of the match between Zhao Yuzhen and Liu Mengli, the martial arts tournament continued.

A series of spectacular duels unfolded, providing a feast for the eyes of the audience. Meanwhile, Ye Dingzhi and his entourage closely monitored every move from the shadows, ready to respond to any potential crises.

Meanwhile, inside the Jingyu Prince's Mansion, Xiao Ruojin was anxiously awaiting news from her spies.

He knew time was of the essence and he needed to find a way to deal with Ye Dingzhi and his men as soon as possible. However, the spies had not yet returned, which made him even more anxious and uneasy.

"Is there really no other way?"

Xiao Ruojin muttered to himself, his eyes flashing with resentment and determination. He knew he had no way out and could only gamble everything to find an opportunity.

Just then, a servant rushed into the study and reported nervously, "Your Highness, the spy 580 has returned!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Ruojin perked up and quickly asked, "What message did he bring back?"

The attendant handed Xiao Ruojin a secret letter, saying, "The spies say this is a new plan from the Dark River organization."

Xiao Ruojin took the secret letter, quickly glanced through its contents, and then a satisfied smile appeared on her face. "Good! Let's proceed according to this plan!"

He whispered to his attendant, "Prepare everything we need immediately. We must not let them leave Tianqi City alive!"

The rooftop of the tallest building in Tianqi City.

Li Changsheng and Li Chengtian looked down at the scene of the martial arts tournament. Li Changsheng asked Li Chengtian, "Your Excellency, are you satisfied with these young talents?"

Li Chengtian smiled slightly, his eyes revealing approval: "These young people are all exceptionally skilled and have a promising future. Ye Dingzhi and Sikong Changfeng, in particular, have performed outstandingly, giving me hope for the Outer Heavens."

Li Changsheng nodded in agreement: "Indeed, Ye Dingzhi's swordsmanship is exquisite, and Sikong Changfeng's spear technique is even more amazing."

However, Your Majesty, we cannot overlook the experts from other forces, such as the participants from Nan Jue and Bei Li; their strength is equally formidable.

Li Chengtian pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Chang Sheng, you're right. This martial arts tournament is not only an opportunity for us to demonstrate our strength, but also a good chance to understand our opponents."

We need to pay close attention to every match, especially those from opponents who might pose a threat to us.

As the two were talking, a guard rushed over, knelt on one knee, and respectfully reported: "Your Majesty, urgent intelligence has arrived, which seems to be related to the Northern Li royal family."

Li Chengtian frowned slightly, took the secret letter handed to him by the guard, and quickly glanced through it. His expression gradually became serious, his brows furrowed, as if he had encountered some thorny problem.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Li Changsheng asked with concern upon seeing the situation.

Li Chengtian handed the secret letter to Li Changsheng and said in a deep voice, "Changsheng, look. It seems that the Northern Li royal family does not intend to sit idly by and watch us grow stronger. They have secretly contacted various forces and are preparing to do something to harm us during the martial arts tournament."

Li Changsheng took the secret letter, read it carefully, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes: "These members of the royal family are always so treacherous and cunning. However, Your Majesty, rest assured, I will personally handle this matter and ensure the smooth running of the martial arts tournament."

Li Chengtian nodded in trust: "Good Changsheng, I'm entrusting this matter to you. Be sure to act carefully and ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Li Changsheng bowed and accepted the order, then turned to leave, but seemed to remember something, stopped and turned back, saying, "Your Majesty, there is one more thing. I have already sent a message to inquire about Dongjun's cultivation progress, and I believe we will receive a reply soon. Dongjun is exceptionally talented and will certainly not disappoint Your Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Li Chengtian smiled with satisfaction: "That's excellent. Dongjun is the future of our Outer Heavens, and his growth is crucial to our great cause. Changsheng, you must take great care in nurturing him."

Li Changsheng bowed respectfully and solemnly promised, "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will do my utmost to help Dongjun achieve his goals as soon as possible." With that, he vanished into the night in a flash.

Chapter 137 Luo Qingyang vs. Ye Dingzhi, Dark River Submits! (Please Subscribe!)

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Another day passed, and it was the third day of the martial arts tournament.

On this day, even more experts came up.

Within Tianqi City, sunlight filtered through sparse clouds, illuminating the martial arts tournament arena and adding a touch of solemnity and sanctity to this grand martial arts event. The audience's enthusiasm remained undiminished, but rather soared even higher due to the intense matches that had taken place over the past few days.

With the host's announcement, the fourth match officially began.

This time, Beili sent out their most mysterious young swordsman, Baili Dongjun, while his opponent was Xiang Poyun, the "Iron Fist Martial King" from the Northern Barbarians, known for his fierce and powerful style.

Baili Dongjun was dressed in a green robe, holding an ancient longsword. He had a handsome face and his eyes revealed an extraordinary tranquility and determination.

He slowly stepped into the ring, each step so composed and unhurried, as if the entire ring was under his control.

Xiang Poyun, on the other hand, was clad in iron armor, his muscles bulging, like a walking steel fortress.

He strode onto the ring, each step causing the ring to tremble slightly, demonstrating his astonishing strength and imposing presence.

"Game start!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, Xiang Poyun charged towards Baili Dongjun like a tiger descending a mountain, his fists accompanied by a whistling sound, aiming straight for his opponent's vitals.

However, Baili Dongjun remained calm and composed, lightly waving his longsword and tapping the target with the tip, easily deflecting Xiang Poyun's attack.

His swordsmanship seemed ordinary, but it was actually full of hidden tricks. Every time he struck, he blocked Xiang Poyun's attack route perfectly.

"Good swordsmanship!"

The audience below the stage praised Baili Dongjun's performance and were impressed.

Upon seeing this, Xiang Poyun's expression changed slightly. He hadn't expected that this seemingly frail young man would possess such profound swordsmanship.

He took a deep breath, mobilized all his strength, and launched another fierce attack on Baili Dongjun.

Baili Dongjun moved nimbly across the arena like a dragon playing in water, his longsword sometimes flashing like lightning and sometimes like a gentle drizzle, keeping Xiang Poyun busy.

As time went on, Xiang Poyun gradually showed signs of fatigue, while Baili Dongjun remained as adept as ever.

"Baili Dongjun, you do have some skill!"

Xiang Poyun said breathlessly, his eyes flashing with resentment and admiration, "But you might not be able to withstand this next punch!"

Baili Dongjun smiled slightly, held his long sword horizontally in front of his chest, and his eyes revealed unparalleled confidence: "Senior Xiang, please enlighten me."

Xiang Poyun roared, his muscles suddenly bulged, as if boundless power was surging within him.

He leaped up suddenly, gathering all his strength in his fists, transforming them into a black fist shadow, and blasted towards Baili Dongjun.

At that moment, the air on the entire arena seemed to freeze, and all eyes were focused on this punch.