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Chapter 90: He became one of the Five Greats after taking a nap, and his title is...

Three days before the Mount Hua Sword Tournament, no one was going up the North Peak anymore. Just as Zhou Ye was about to leave, an old man carrying a snake-head cane came over. Zhou Ye glanced at him, waved his hand, and said, "Old man, go watch the tournament somewhere else. This mountain is reserved by my family."

Ouyang Feng was a little stunned. This was the third time the Mount Hua Sword Tournament had been held. It was a grand gathering of the Five Greats held once every twenty-five years. The first two times went without any problems, but this third time—the mountain where the tournament was held had been taken over by someone else?

That was definitely wrong, so Ouyang Feng raised his hand and struck. Zhou Ye was in a hurry to return to the camp, so he naturally hit harder. Seeing that he was old, the Light Speed ​​Finger Gun did not hit his head or chest, but hit his shoulder instead.

Ouyang Feng has one good point: when he knows he can't win, he won't fight head-on, but will slip away and run away.

Moreover, he regarded Zhou Ye as the successor of Master Yideng, and what injured him was not some finger gun, but the One-Finger Divine Skill!

He didn't even stay on Mount Hua. After leaving Mount Hua, he rushed back overnight because he thought that others would ambush him.

Zhou Ye was unaware of these things. He simply thought the old man was quite sensible, unlike those young, reckless fools who, knowing they couldn't win, still stubbornly charged forward, determined to lose their lives.

"Father-in-law, what are we having for dinner today?"

Huang Yaoshi arrived yesterday. As soon as he reached the North Peak of Mount Hua, he saw that his daughter was already prepared. He was very satisfied and happy, but when Zhou Ye came out, his face darkened.

It's not that I'm dissatisfied with this son-in-law, it's just that he's too much of a womanizer, has a sharp tongue, and is incredibly disrespectful.

He calls him his father-in-law, but the moment they meet, this brat puts his arm around his shoulder and starts drinking with that guy surnamed Xiao.

"snort!"

Huang Yaoshi snorted coldly and ignored him.

Zhou Ye turned her head and met Fatty's gaze: "Is this old man going through menopause? At his age—is it delayed menopause, or a second relapse?"

The chubby little thing tilted its round head and barked twice. Zhou Ye took a deep breath: "It's a second relapse? Fatty, you're amazing! You know so much!"

The chubby dog ​​nestled its head in his chest, the master and pet engaging in a tender interaction.

"Father, don't mind him. Sometimes he just acts impulsively. The sword tournament is in a few days, so you should rest well and aim for the title of best in the world!"

Huang Yaoshi was not in a good mood at all.

During the first sword duel, the four of them were defeated by Wang Chongyang. Later they learned that Wang Chongyang had already reached the Innate Realm at that time. Then, during the second sword duel, he was full of confidence, but when he arrived, he found that everyone had reached the Innate Realm and their strength was still about the same.

Wang Chongyang died too young. Even if he obtained the title of the world's number one, it wasn't earned by defeating Wang Chongyang, so its value wasn't high. Therefore, the reason he came here now was simply to meet with his old friends. Now that he's older, he's seen through many things. He even thinks about that unpopular old guy, Ouyang Feng, from time to time.

That's how it is now; when old friends meet, their desire to chat outweighs their desire to take action.

Hong Qigong arrived at night with Master Yideng. Seeing the luxurious campsite on the mountain, he happily came over to freeload. Then he saw Zhou Ye's appetite and was immediately amazed. He insisted on becoming sworn brothers with Zhou Ye.

"Old man, we don't ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we do ask to die on the same day, month, and year. What grudge do we have that you have to take me away so early?"

Everyone listened with great joy, and the atmosphere in the camp was extremely cheerful.

For this Mount Hua Sword Tournament, Ouyang Feng was absent for some unknown reason, and the Old Urchin didn't want to come at all, so only three of the Five Greats showed up.

These three people couldn't form two groups, but for the sake of fairness, Zhou Ye had to be included as an extra, so that he would fight against another person. There was no need to determine a winner or loser; he just needed to fight for the same amount of time as the other group.

After drawing lots, Zhou Ye signed up for Master Yideng, Hong Qigong, and his father-in-law.

As soon as they made their move, Xiao Feng's eyes lit up. The Dragon Subduing Palm has a total of twenty-eight moves, but Hong Qigong simplified it by ten moves, making it eighteen. However, it must be said that after the simplification, the power of the Dragon Subduing Palm was not reduced, and the transitions between each move were much smoother.

Xiao Feng was watching very intently; he was studying the Dragon Subduing Palm technique. Huang Rong was also watching very intently; her father was getting old, and if he accidentally twisted his back, it would take him ten days or half a month to recover.

The others watched very attentively, because there really wasn't much to see on Zhou Ye and Master Yideng's side.

Master Yideng's One-Finger Divine Skill had become even more refined, but Zhou Ye's Finger Spear was no less impressive. The two, less than three zhang apart, poked each other back and forth with their fingers.

When Master Yideng unleashed a One-Finger Divine Skill, Zhou Ye simply swatted it away with his Finger Gun. Since he was just an extra and not part of the Five Greats ranking, Zhou Ye had no motivation whatsoever. In fact, the system hadn't issued any new missions, so he was just hanging around here for a while.

So the fight between the two was quite ugly, nowhere near as exciting as the other side's. One side used the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, and the other was met with the Falling Flower Divine Sword Palm; then the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms again, and the other was met with the Finger Flicking Divine Skill.

The fighting was so dazzling and spectacular!

The two were evenly matched opponents, and their fight lasted for three days and three nights. On the other hand, Zhou Ye could not hold out for that long, so he sat there motionless, letting Master Yideng's One-Finger strike his back.

As a result, Master Yideng's combat experience was quite poor, and the two of them almost fell asleep while fighting.

Two days later, the person was finally replaced, but Zhou Ye looked at his father-in-law and was speechless. So, he, the extra, had to bribe the three old men?

On the day the sword competition ended, everyone else was having a great time, but Zhou Ye, who had defeated the three old men, was sleeping with his chubby, round head in his arms.

However, Hong Qigong and Master Yideng, two of the three elders, thought highly of him and had agreed that the title of one of the Five Greats could not be lost. So, they kicked out one of the people who had never come before.

Zhou Botong is, after all, Wang Chongyang's junior brother. He may be unreliable, but his strength is still quite good. We have to save face for him, so we have to leave him with the title of "Central Divine".

So, the only one left to kick out was Ouyang Feng, but the title of "Western Poison" was definitely not suitable for Zhou Ye. The three elders discussed for half the night and finally decided that Zhou Ye would become one of the new Five Greats, codenamed —

Nishitetsu!

The meaning is clear: Zhou Ye is incredibly resilient. He was beaten by the three old men in turn for six days and six nights, yet he was completely unharmed. He was as hard as iron. Thus, the name "Western Iron" began to circulate in the martial arts world from that day on.

But when Zhou Ye woke up and learned of this title, he was stunned for three minutes and couldn't come to his senses.

It's just that the three old men have been down the mountain for two days. Otherwise, Zhou Ye would definitely have pulled them all back and fought them all again!

"I think the name 'West Railroad' is quite good, isn't it?"

Zhou Ye glared at Huang: "Why can't I be Dongtie?"

Xiao Feng patted his shoulder: "A-Ye, don't be sad, things are already like this, aren't they?"

Zhou Ye gritted his teeth and said, "No, this name is too awful, I'm going to change it!"

Di Yun looked at him pitifully and said, "Ah Ye, if you want to change your name, you'll have to wait until twenty-five years from now."

Zhou Ye's vision went black, and he fell backward, landing on the chubby man and bouncing slightly.