Set a goal, and the system takes over the body.

Chapter 67 arrives as scheduled [Please continue reading]

"Let's talk about the Overlord Spear Martial Arts School first. In previous years, the Overlord Spear Martial Arts School was very strong, but this year they had an accident. Several disciples at the Inner Strength Realm died, leaving only Shen Feiyi."

"Shen Feiyi was originally in the middle stage of the Inner Strength Realm, but just a few days ago, she broke through to the late stage of the Inner Strength Realm, and her strength is even greater than before."

When Shen Feiyi was mentioned, Qi Wence glanced at Qi Xiuyuan.

There was a profound meaning in his gaze.

Qi Xiuyuan already knew that he had rescued Shen Feiyi and sent her to Qingshan Pharmacy.

Moreover, how could he, as Qi Xiuyuan's second uncle, not see through Qi Xiuyuan's little thoughts about Shen Feiyi in the past?

Qi Xiuyuan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at and slightly looked away.

Qi Wence smiled calmly, looked away, and continued speaking.

"In the Baqiang Martial Arts School, Master Xia's two sons are also quite strong, both at the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm. For the past three months, we have been unable to obtain any information about his two sons. Perhaps they are in seclusion trying to break through to the Inner Strength Realm, and it is possible that they have already broken through."

"The most proficient skill of the Baqiang Martial Arts School is naturally spear techniques, especially the Eighteen Styles of the Overlord Spear, which is powerful and heavy, capable of sweeping away thousands of troops." As Qi Wenze spoke, he demonstrated a few moves of the Overlord Spear technique with his hands, giving the group a more intuitive impression of the style of the Overlord Spear.

After introducing the Baqiang Martial Arts School, his expression darkened slightly.

"Let's talk about Zhentian Martial Arts School."

Pang Qing's second son, Pang Ziming, is dead. The pain of losing his son made Pang Qing's temperament more gloomy and ruthless.

"In addition, he had a long-standing feud with our Qingshan Martial Arts School, and two years ago he took the opportunity to lure us with benefits, which resulted in a traitor in our Qingshan Martial Arts School."

"In this martial arts competition, Pang Qing will definitely have his disciples deal heavy blows to our Qingshan Martial Arts School. If you are facing the people from Zhentian Martial Arts School, you must be extra careful."

"Especially when facing that traitor Han Zhou!"

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When Han Zhou was mentioned, a hint of coldness even flashed in Qi Wence's eyes.

After a moment, he suppressed the coldness in his eyes and his tone returned to calm.

"Han Zhou has already reached the peak of the Inner Strength Realm. He failed to break through to the Minggu Realm in a seclusion a few days ago and must have suffered some internal injuries. However, he is still the strongest cultivator in this Tianfu Martial Arts Tournament. Even though he was injured, his foundation is still intact. We must not let our guard down."

"Pang Yilie of the Pang family is still at the mid-stage of the Inner Strength Realm, just like last year. He is a very dangerous opponent for you, so you must not be careless—"

Qi Wence relayed the information he had gathered to Qi Xiuyuan and the others.

This also includes other martial arts schools, security escort agencies, and some independent martial artists.

He knew their personnel details and martial arts styles like the back of his hand.

Who excels at fast breaks, who excels at defense, who likes to launch a fierce attack at the start to suppress the opponent, and who prefers to counterattack from the sidelines—every detail is analyzed.

Qi Xiuyuan and the others listened very attentively, nodding from time to time.

"In short, the rewards for this Tianfu Martial Arts Tournament are generous, and the newly appointed prefect will personally attend the tournament. In addition to the existing rewards, the top three will each receive an additional mysterious reward. As for what it is, it is currently unknown."

"But as the new prefect takes office, in order to leave a good reputation and a good impression, this mysterious reward will certainly not be bad."

At this point, Qi Wence's tone softened somewhat.

The Tianfu Martial Arts Tournament is not just a matter between martial artists.

The government was also involved.

Moreover, nearly half of the annual rewards come from the government.

This is one of the important reasons why, when the government called for the suppression of bandits, martial arts schools and security escort agencies did not easily refuse.

Otherwise, if there were no benefits, why would anyone be willing to risk their life?

Things that you risk your life for must be worth it.

Qi Xiuyuan listened quietly, his expression calm as usual.

He had no interest in who would become the new prefect, as it was none of his business. He didn't want to get involved in the intricacies of officialdom.

His goal for this Tianfu Martial Arts Tournament is to win the championship.

In this way, the predicament of Qingshan Martial Arts School can be resolved, and it will not really be reduced to a third-rate martial arts school.

Secondly, it can lure out the mysterious person from Black Wind Stronghold and the assassin who crippled Lin Hu, and through the assassin, find the mastermind behind it all and avenge Lin Hu.

Thirdly, it would provide an opportunity to deal with the traitor Han Zhou.

Fourthly, we can also obtain the main medicine to cure Lin Hu, the bone-setting flower.

and so.

He will surely win this title!

Before we knew it, it was the next day.

As dawn broke, the martial arts school came alive with activity. The disciples got up early to fetch water or prepare the horses.

The Tianfu Martial Arts Tournament was held as scheduled.

The largest martial arts arena in the eastern part of Tianfu City was built to commemorate a powerful figure from Tianfu City.

He was a martial artist at the Core Formation Realm, with extremely high cultivation. He once led many martial artists to kill three Core Formation Realm demons in the suburbs of Tianfu City.

To commemorate that predecessor, the government built a martial arts training ground in the east of the city and erected a statue.

The stone sculpture, standing three zhang tall, is dressed in a tight-fitting outfit and holds a long sword, the tip of which points diagonally towards the sky.

The annual martial arts competition is held here.

The area around the martial arts arena was teeming with people, a dense, dark mass, with a constant cacophony of noise.

People from various martial arts schools and security escort agencies began to arrive one after another and took their seats under the flags that had been planted.

Colorful flags fluttered in the morning breeze.

The green flag with mountain patterns of Qingshan Martial Arts School, the black flag with silver spear patterns of Baqiang Martial Arts School, and the red flag with tiger heads of Zhentian Martial Arts School —

It looks imposing.

There was also a gathering area for independent martial artists, where quite a few people had gathered.

The independent cultivators either stood alone with their swords clasped in their hands, or gathered in twos and threes, conversing in hushed tones, their gazes occasionally sweeping towards the various martial arts schools.

The direction of the escort agency.

When Qi Wence arrived with more than a dozen martial arts school disciples.

The Assistant Magistrate Zhao Jingxing, along with his men from the prefectural government, was already waiting at the entrance to the martial arts arena. Behind him stood two rows of yamen runners, long swords at their waists, their faces solemn.

In the past, government officials would not interfere in or preside over the Tianfu Martial Arts Tournament.

But this time is different.

The newly arrived prefect took the initiative to organize the Tianfu Martial Arts Tournament.

"Master Qi, please forgive me for not greeting you sooner!"

Zhao Jingxing cupped his hands in greeting to Qi Wence and his group, a polite smile on his face, but the fine lines around his eyes were deeply etched.

"Greetings, Lord Zhao!"

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Qi Wence cupped his hands in a fist salute, and Qi Xiuyuan and the others behind him followed suit.

After a few polite exchanges, Qi Wence led Qi Xiuyuan and the others to sit under the banner of the Qingshan Martial Arts School.

A moment later, Xia Chengyan from the Baqiang Martial Arts School also arrived with his men.

They are right next to the Qingshan Martial Arts School.

Xia Chengyan was followed by more than a dozen disciples, one of whom was dressed in a red outfit and was Shen Feiyi.

Her gaze inadvertently swept over the Qingshan Martial Arts School, lingering on Qi Xiuyuan for a very brief moment before moving away.

Besides, Xia Chengyan was accompanied by two young men with restrained auras.

It was his two sons.

Xia Jin! Xia Shen!

"Master Qi, thank you for saving my two good-for-nothing sons during the last Black Wind Stronghold bandit suppression."

Xia Chengyan cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Qi Wence.

Without him needing to say anything, Xia Jin and Xia Shen quickly bowed and thanked him.

"Thank you, Senior Qi, for saving my life!"

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Qi Wence returned the greeting with a cupped hand: "Master Xia, you're too kind. It was just a small favor, nothing to mention."

Xia Chengyan glanced around and noticed an unfamiliar figure, his gaze landing on Qu Jiuge standing next to Qi Xiuyuan.

"Huh?"

Has your esteemed institution produced yet another genius?

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