I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 45 The Twin Dragons

Evening, Xiangjiang Hotel.

The five members of the sword club finally gathered together, and even the most unsociable Leon rejoined the group. They quickly started talking about the daytime competition.

Zheng Zigang was the first to complain to everyone: "Sigh, with three wins and two losses, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for me to advance."

He's already a senior in high school, and the next year's age limit will be too high, so this is his last chance. Unfortunately, he's too weak and has no hope of making it to the top 16.

Of the other four, Ye Qingzhou, Lei Ang, and Xu Yuebing all won all five matches. Only Lu Yifan was unlucky, as he faced Liang Sheng, a top seed from the Li region, in one of his matches. Liang Sheng's nickname was Illusion Sword, and he had mastered Yin techniques. His specialty was mental interference and various illusion attacks.

Lu Yifan had no means to break the mental illusion, so he was passively beaten throughout the entire match and lost without any suspense.

As for Xu Yuebing, she was very lucky and did not encounter Zhu Jinfeng, the favorite to win the championship in the Kun section, so she was able to keep her first blood.

"Teacher Ye, you're not a top-eight seed? The organizers are truly blind."

Leon couldn't help but complain.

Xu Yuebing sighed upon hearing this: "It's an old tradition. The seeded players in the sword fighting tournament are either newcomers who made it to the top eight in the previous tournament, or some players who promote themselves before the tournament in order to gain fame."

To put it bluntly, human society is a giant arena of fame and fortune.

Even in the seemingly fair world of martial arts, there are various unspoken rules.

Of course, the fact that the sword fighting tournament is becoming more and more popular is because the organizer, Mingjian Group, still has some sense of shame, at least maintaining the bottom line of genius level.

If a competitor doesn't even have a genius-level skill level, then sorry, even if your father is a senator, you still won't be able to become a top-eight seed.

Actually, it's useless to qualify. After all, if you become a seeded player but fail to advance in the end, that would be even more embarrassing.

Ye Qingzhou smiled calmly: "It doesn't matter. I didn't plan to lose anyway, so it doesn't matter which group I'm in."

Leon nodded in deep agreement, agreeing with Ye Qingzhou's words: "Indeed, it is truly unfortunate for a contestant to be assigned to the same group as Master Ye."

As they were chatting, Xu Yuebing smiled broadly, a look of barely suppressed amusement on her face: "Ye Qingzhou, it seems you've become famous in the comments section of the official website."

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"Has my strength, Master Ye, been exposed?"

Upon hearing this, everyone logged onto the official website forum and quickly found posts about Ye Qingzhou.

The discussion was quite heated, ranking third among all posts, only behind the posts about Zhu Jinfeng and Liu Dingjian, who were considered strong contenders for the championship. The moderator even added a red "Hot" tag to it.

Ye Qingzhou also took out his phone and opened the post.

Actually, there isn't much content inside; it only contains a few pictures and a short piece of text.

However, the content was quite sensational, consisting entirely of descriptions of Ye Qingzhou's five victories during the day. The poster clearly believed that Ye Qingzhou's wins were entirely due to luck, with each opponent inexplicably making some basic mistakes and then losing the match.

From beginning to end, Ye Qingzhou didn't even draw his sword.

The person who posted the message even put Ye Qingzhou and Huang Jinlong together, creating a comical "Sword Fighting Two Dragons" duo.

Of the two dragons, the Golden Dragon is the invincible dragon.

As for Ye Qingzhou, he was given the nickname "Dragon of Calamity".

Ye Qingzhou was completely bewildered after reading it: "You think I won by luck? Shouldn't you call me the Lucky Dragon?"

Xu Yuebing rolled her eyes at Ye Qingzhou, annoyed: "It's obvious that the other party dislikes you, yet they deliberately paired you up with that idiot Huang Jinlong."

It's no wonder Xu Yuebing complained so much; Huang Jinlong's reputation in the martial arts world is really hard to bear.

Given his status as a commoner martial arts genius, Huang Jinlong should theoretically be a highly sought-after individual.

As a result, to this day, not a single martial arts school has extended an olive branch to him.

After all, martial arts is not like farming; its essence is competition and slaughter.

When faced with a powerful enemy, Huang Jinlong fled without a fight. Such a lack of ambition naturally led to a pessimistic outlook on his future.

Leon scrolled through the comments section, laughing so hard he was practically snotting up from his nose. He burst out laughing, "Master Ye, someone's already placed bets on when you'll suffer your first defeat."

"Huh? There's such a good thing!"

Ye Qingzhou quickly discussed with Leon how to place the bet. It would be foolish not to take advantage of a good deal. How could they not fleece the other party when the wool was offered to them?

Zheng Zigang, while criticizing Ye Qingzhou for lacking any strong demeanor, also took out all his living expenses and bet that Ye Qingzhou would win all his matches and advance.

After all, working is like a job, while living is like a life.

After placing his bet, Zheng Zigang grasped Ye Qingzhou's hand with sincere eyes and pleaded earnestly, "Godfather, you must win!"

At that moment, Ye Qingzhou seemed to see the figure of his brother Wen in him.

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The second day of the sword fighting tournament, in the Kan section.

The drums were beaten to announce the coming of the emperor, but no one did.

There were no firecrackers going off.

However, the atmosphere at the scene was still quite lively, and there were even more spectators than yesterday. Obviously, the post "Sword Fighting Two Dragons" attracted a lot of traffic to Ye Qingzhou.

Even GG started actively approaching Ye Qingzhou, wanting to discuss endorsements.

That's how the internet works; being famous even when you're not is still fame. As long as you get traffic and attention, you can make a living.

"No. 223 Gao Dong from Shimen No. 1 Middle School, facing No. 404 Ye Qingzhou from Linjiang No. 1 Middle School."

On the arena, two young figures stood tall.

"You're Ye Qingzhou?"

Gao Dong, with his square face, exuded confidence mixed with a hint of mockery: "You can't go far on luck alone. To advance in the sword fighting tournament, you need strength. You're unlucky to have met me."

After saying that, he slung his sword over his shoulder, straddled the ground, leaned forward slightly, and struck a strange pose. At the same time, he raised his left arm and beckoned to Ye Qingzhou with a contemptuous finger: "Come on, I'll give you three moves."

Ye Qingzhou remained unmoved upon hearing this. He merely glanced at the opponent and immediately grasped their moves and tactics.

"His weapon is a two-handed sword. Judging from his stance, he's skilled in upper-body swordsmanship. He's strong but slow, which is why he provoked me, hoping to provoke me into entering his attack range..."

His tactics were correct, and he also knew how to use his intelligence, making him far superior to the small fry Ye Qingzhou had encountered before.

"If that's the case, then I'll be a little more serious."

Out of respect for Gao Dong, Ye Qingzhou, who had never used any martial arts techniques before, finally made an exception for him this time.

Heart Sword.

launch!

The moment the thought arose, the sword energy moved instantly.

At this moment, Gao Dong, who was assuming the starting stance of the intermediate-level martial art "Pan Shou", appeared frivolous, but in reality, he was completely focused and did not take Ye Qingzhou lightly in the slightest.

The so-called "giving up three moves" is all tactical deception.

The moment Ye Qingzhou stepped into the range of his two-handed sword's attack, he would be met with a full-force strike.

Just as Gao Dong was waiting patiently, thinking victory was assured, a sudden, sharp pain shot through his abdomen.

(End of this chapter)