I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 43 V50, I'll Pass on My Divine Skill

The morning's matches have concluded, with the seeded players from all eight regions demonstrating formidable dominance, sparking heated discussions in the official website's comment section.

"Zhu Jinfeng is the best!"

"Hehe, my brother Jian is the best in the world!"

"I declare that the champion of this year's fencing tournament will definitely be one of these two. Their strength is simply too great; even among geniuses, there is a gap in skill!"

"I can't wait! The final is definitely going to be a volcano battle!"

"Indeed, Zhu Jinfeng's Red Lotus and Liu Dingjian's Cliff Break are both mid-level martial arts techniques with extremely astonishing power. There are very few contestants who can withstand a single sword strike from them. Their strength is far superior to that of the other contestants."

All eight seeded players have demonstrated genius-level skills.

However, among the eight, Zhu Jinfeng and Liu Dingjian had the most supporters.

Humans are, after all, creatures that admire strength.

Both of them come from martial arts families. They have been eating spiritual meat and drinking spiritual spring water since childhood. They have also received one-on-one careful guidance from famous teachers. In addition, they are naturally gifted. What can ordinary contestants do to compete with them?

This world is material, and objective differences are often the most difficult to overcome.

However, there were also dissenting voices.

"Hehe, does my brother Long not have any reputation? In the matches this morning, it was clear that his sasha has improved a lot. Plus, he was fourth in the previous tournament, so he has a lot of experience. He might just have a chance to win the championship."

"Leon, the newcomer from the Zhen region, is no weakling either. Isn't the strength of Zhu Jinfeng and Liu Dingjian precisely because they have forged their martial bones? Leon also possesses martial bones, and he has also studied at Sanqing Mountain. I think he has the strength to compete for the championship."

Soon, the comments section on the official website became even more heated than the sword fighting tournament itself.

At first, they presented data and reasoned arguments, but gradually they started making accusations and personal attacks, interspersed with friendly greetings and sincere blessings for each other's parents, turning the argument into a complete mess.

Ye Qingzhou was engrossed in looking at his phone while also gathering information about the other contestants.

"Of the eight seeded players, five come from martial arts families, while only three are geniuses from the commoner class?"

After reading it, Ye Qingzhou let out a cold laugh. How many people are there in a martial arts family in total?

The emergence of so many geniuses is less due to their superior genes and more to the allure of money, or perhaps a sign that the martial arts world is beginning to see class stratification.

Fortunately, the Eastern Kingdom has a long history, and the government is well aware of the stakes involved. Therefore, in recent years, it has launched talent training programs such as "Martial Arts Rising Stars" and "Free Martial Arts Meals" to give ordinary people an opportunity to strive for advancement.

Although it cannot bridge the huge gap between ordinary people and martial arts families, it at least provides a path for upward mobility.

Furthermore, martial arts schools themselves are willing to cooperate with the government to cultivate these ordinary martial arts geniuses with clean family backgrounds as the backbone of their sects. Therefore, the path to growth for ordinary martial artists is indeed much smoother than before.

Ye Qingzhou fell into thought: "Now I have two paths in front of me. One is to accept Xu Yunxi's conditions and marry into the Xu family of Linjiang, joining the ranks of martial arts families."

"As for the other path, it is to take advantage of this sword fighting tournament to demonstrate our strength and then receive official training."

For Ye Qingzhou, it didn't really matter which camp he joined, since the power of a martial artist ultimately comes from within himself, and once he has grown up, he no longer needs to rely on an organization.

On the contrary, the organization's survival depends on top martial arts experts. Without a peerless expert to preside over it, a force with a large number of people is just a bunch of small fry.

Just like within the Eastern Pole Kingdom, why are the Divine Gang Path and the Heart Fiend Path the strongest among all martial arts schools?

Is it because of its long history of founding?

The Sanqingshan School has been established for over 1,700 years, while the Shengangdao and Xinshaliu schools have been established for less than a fraction of that time.

Is it because there are a large number of members?

The Pure Land sect has over 100 million followers, and a single religious ceremony can easily gather tens of thousands of people, while the combined formal members of the Divine Gang Sect and the Heart Fiend Sect don't even amount to a thousand.

The strength of the Divine Gang Path and the Heart Fiend Flow is solely due to the existence of Qi Shengtian and Zhang Xinwu, two "martial arts masters".

Their names represent the pinnacle of martial arts in the Eastern Pole Kingdom, a unique group whose strength and status surpass all other martial artists in the kingdom.

That's why Ye Qingzhou wasn't in a hurry to take sides; the best option was to help whoever offered the most money.

"Ding-dong~"

"You have new information."

Ye Qingzhou received a notification from the website's backend, and then saw a text message from a stranger: I am Qi Zhentian, the younger brother of Qi Shengtian, the Nine Dragons Fist Saint. Add me for 50, and I will definitely pass on my peerless divine skills to help you sweep the competition and win the championship.

"..."

Only a fool would fall for such a ridiculous scam, right?

I casually deleted the spam text message, and then my phone rang again.

It was Leon calling.

As soon as the call connected, Leon's voice, filled with profanities, rang out: "Master Ye! You have no idea! I was just scammed out of 50 yuan! They even dared to cheat a peerless genius like me! Don't let me find out who the scammer is, or I'll make sure he's struck by lightning and utterly destroyed!"

"..."

Ye Qingzhou sighed.

It's confirmed, Leon is a genuine idiot.

"Master Ye, I've become stronger!"

Leon's excited, boastful voice came from the phone: "Hehe, even someone as strong as Master Ye might not be my match now."

"Strong? Just how strong?"

Ye Qingzhou naturally didn't take Leon's words to heart. He had already mastered the first move of the Heart Sword Secret Technique, the sword moving with his heart.

Although it is only at the beginner level, the advanced martial arts techniques contain profound martial arts principles, and their potential for growth is theoretically limitless.

This means that the more talented a person is, the faster their abilities will grow!

"Master Ye, as the saying goes, a Taoist should be viewed with new eyes after three days of separation. We haven't seen each other for half a month. When we meet again, I will definitely surprise you."

Leon was full of confidence. He had not wasted the past two weeks. With the help of his sister Lei Ying, he used the bone-forging secret method passed down by the Lei family of Jiujiang, took secret medicine, and tempered his body with the Five Thunders, finally forging the Blazing Heart Thunder Bone.

Now, the power of his Thunder Force techniques has almost doubled, and his physical strength has also been comprehensively improved. His speed, reaction, strength, and stamina are all vastly different from what they used to be.

Now that you've become stronger, why not show off? Otherwise, you'll be like wearing fine clothes in the dark.

So after Leon achieved a complete victory on the first day of the competition, he immediately came to Ye Qingzhou to show off. At this moment, he felt extremely proud and happy, as if his thoughts had been completely cleared.

Upon learning of this, Ye Qingzhou smiled with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad. I look forward to seeing you again on the arena."

"Haha, absolutely!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingzhou sighed, "Leon actually forged his martial bones. I wonder when the bone-forging secret technique that Xu Yunxi promised to give me will arrive."

(End of this chapter)