My wife is a reborn big boss

Wu Qiong turned back to cause trouble for Ye Qingxuan, but Ye Qingxuan had already disappeared, presumably to handle various matters related to the competition.

"Brother Wu, you've arrived very early." Ximen Ji appeared at the scene; he had come to see the competition venue.

Wu Qiong's big eyes swept around behind him.

"Brother Wu, what are you looking for?" Ximen asked, puzzled.

"Nothing much. Why don't I see my sister-in-law and Ah Xiu today?" Wu Qiong's intentions were obvious.

He wanted to take Ximen Xiu as his apprentice; after all, the young girl who could see through his true nature at a glance was worth nurturing.

"Oh, they're not feeling well, so they'll be here later when the competition starts," Simon said with a forced smile.

Anyway, Wu Qiong will stay at the commentary booth after the match starts, so his daughter will be safe.

"Hehe." Wu Qiongqian laughed, "Actually, Brother Ximen is quite capable."

He forced an awkward conversation.

"Sigh, to be honest, I'd be satisfied as long as I get past the first round," Simon said, lacking any confidence.

"Huh? Are the contestants that strong?" Wu Qiong asked curiously, as he hadn't watched the preliminary rounds.

Ximen Ji's expression was solemn: "The strong ones are not us outsiders, but those Taiqing Sect disciples."

He sighed and continued, "To be honest, Brother Wu, during the preliminary rounds, I felt that there were at least eight Taiqing Sect disciples who were no less capable than me."

"So many!" Wu Qiong was truly surprised this time.

Ximen Ji is, after all, at the "Great Perfection of Acquired Realm" and has already stepped into the "Unity of Heaven and Man" realm. He is now not only in the top fifty of the Human Ranking... but should be in the top twenty of the Human Ranking.

Now he says there are eight Taiqing disciples at his level in the preliminary round? The fewest?

Are all these top sects of the world monsters?

"I won't say any more. The competition should be starting soon, and I need to go and make preparations. Brother Wu, everyone, farewell." Ximen Ji cupped his hands and turned to leave.

"I didn't expect the Taiqing Sect to have so many experts among the younger generation." Wu Qiong shook his head and sighed.

"What's so strange about that? We Shaolin are the same." Jie Se touched his bald head and asked in confusion.

"Yes," Li Jianshi agreed, "Xuantian Sect is pretty much the same."

Su Mubai showed no reaction; she considered all the disciples of the Evil Extreme Sect to be trash.

That's not wrong. For someone with a combat power of 1,000, what difference is there between a combat power of 10 and a combat power of 100? They'll both be killed with one punch.

"Indeed, Brother Wu, why make such a fuss?" Ye Qingxuan reappeared at some point.

Wu Qiong stared with dead fish eyes: "Brother Dao, are you finished with your work? Let's put that aside for now. I have a question that's been stuck in my throat. Why is the master's explanation fee one tael more than mine?"

"Brother Wu, you're too unreliable," Ye Qingxuan thought to himself.

"Don't worry about the details." He changed the subject: "These are the match schedules and some characteristics of the players. You can take a look, Brother Wu."

He handed Wu Qiongjie a list to each of them: "Miss Su and Miss Li can watch the game in the viewing area, or they can watch it here, as long as it doesn't interfere with the commentary."

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother Ye." Li Jianshi said with a smile, "I'm fine here."

Su Mubai completely ignored him and showed no intention of moving.

Ye Qingxuan smiled and sat down next to Wu Qiong.

"Brother Dao, why aren't you hosting the opening ceremony of the main competition? What are you doing sitting here?" Wu Qiong asked, puzzled.

Ye Qingxuan explained, "Actually, there's no opening ceremony. My master will announce the start of the competition in a little while. I'm here to represent Taiqing and commentate on the competition with you two."

"I see." Wu Qiong picked up the match schedule: "Today is the round of 96 to 48. Let me see the first match... Hmm? Isn't that your junior sister's name?"

Just as Ye Qingxuan was about to speak, he was interrupted by the voice of Master Ziyang.

His voice echoed throughout the arena: "The main competition of the Taiqing First Martial Arts Tournament is now beginning!"

"The first match is between Zhao Xiling and Lu Sanyou!"

Ye Qingxuan whispered, "Brother Wu, let's begin."

"Oh, very good." Wu Qiong gathered his energy, letting his voice resound throughout the entire arena: "Good morning, fellow heroes and heroines!"

"Today is the main competition of the Taiqing First Martial Arts Tournament, and I, the nobody Wu Qiong, will be competing!"

Abstinence from pornography: "Shaolin Temple abstains from pornography!"

Ye Qingxuan: "Ye Qingxuan of the Taiqing Sect."

Wu Qiong: "Hey right, the three of us will be commentating on today's matches! Let's look at the first match. This Lu Sanyou is at the 'Great Perfection of Acquired Realm,' known as the 'Divine Shock Blade,' ranked thirty-third on the Human Ranking. It's said he was once a lay disciple of Shaolin?"

"Amitabha." Jie Se continued, "That's right. Senior Brother Lu has been practicing martial arts in the temple since he was a child. Because his Lu family has only had one son for three generations, he has not been ordained as a monk."

His tone was full of envy, jealousy, and resentment.

"Ahem." Wu Qiong feigned a cough to remind him to mind his image, then said, "This young master Lu is ranked thirty-third on the Human Ranking. I wonder how many moves Zhao Xiling can withstand?"

Ye Qingxuan smiled and said, "Junior Sister Zhao's strength ranks among the top three among the younger generation of disciples in Taiqing. I imagine this will be a fierce battle."

A sudden thought struck Jiese, and he asked, "Is this Junior Sister Zhao the 'Flower of Taiqing' you mentioned, Taoist priest?"

"That's right." Ye Qingxuan explained, "Because Junior Sister Zhang is rather lazy, Junior Sister Zhao is more popular within the sect."

"Alright." Seeing that both teams had entered the arena, Wu Qiong steered the conversation back on track: "Now that both teams are in, the intense and exciting 'Taiqing's First Martial Arts Tournament' is about to officially begin!"

Upon hearing this, the huge crowd in the stands turned their attention to the two players on the field.

Lu Sanyou was a handsome man with a fair complexion. He carried a large cleaver on his back and stood tall and straight, like a mountain.

On the other side, Zhao Xiling had skin as smooth as jade... in short, she was very beautiful. Her face was like ice, her temperament was cold, and she carried a "Tai Chi Xuanqing Sword" in her hand.

The two faced off without exchanging a word.

Although Lu Sanyou was surprised by her beauty, he was not emotionally affected. After all, he came to compete in martial arts, not to find a wife.

With his momentum at its peak, Lu Sanyou couldn't help but make the first move!

"I've got the first strike!"

Meanwhile, the three commentators at the commentary desk began to provide commentary on the match.

Wu Qiong, brimming with passion: "Momentum! The gradually rising momentum has finally reached its limit! Zhao Xiling has revealed a slight opening! Seeing this, Lu Sanyou seizes the initiative! My friend, haven't you heard that the first to attack is bound to lose? Never mind, Lu Sanyou unleashes a move of Dragon Subduing Ten..."

"Stop!" Jie Se hurriedly interrupted Wu Qiong: "Brother Wu, we don't have the copyright."

"Alright." Wu Qiong nodded and continued, "Lu Sanyou changed his palm technique to his fingers, unleashing a move called 'Lingxi'..."

"Ahem!" Ye Qingxuan interrupted Wu Qiong, "Brother Wu, we don't have the copyright for this either."

"..." Wu Qiong slammed the table: "Then what's the point of explaining anything?!"