Penglai Cave Sky, broken cliffs.
Disciples from all sects gathered here to watch the battle around a temporary martial arts arena.
The two people on the ring, one is Guo Jia, an outsider from mainland China, and the other is Huang Xuan, a disciple from Jinzuwu. The two are enemies, and the lottery for the opening match happened to be drawn by them.
Guo Jia stood on the stage with a blank expression on his face, feebly holding a long, crudely carved wooden sword, as if he had no love left in his life. At this moment, he felt nothing more sorrow than death. He never expected that his master would really send him here to embarrass him. What was even more cruel was that Han Dan did not allow him to register for the competition as a disciple of the Juejian Sect. In other words, if he lost too ugly, everyone would think that He is shameless, he doesn't know how to do anything and yet he comes up to show his shame.
Huang Xuan had just bullied Guo Jia three months ago, so he naturally knew how much the opponent weighed. This made him extremely happy. Bai Lian was watching from the side. If he could beat Guo Jia to the point where he knelt down and begged for mercy, He couldn't guarantee whether Bai Lian would be impressed by him, but Guo Jia, a pretty boy, definitely had no chance.
"Young man, you dare to come here to seek death without any training. Don't you deserve to be punished?" Huang Xuan mocked unabashedly.
"Hey, I don't even have the interest to quarrel with you now, so hurry up and do it, thick eyebrows." Guo Jia sighed.
Huang Xuan sneered again and again, and kicked Guo Jia's wooden sword to pieces with a whirlwind kick. Then he pulled back and kicked Guo Jia out of the ring. He could have kicked Guo Jia out of the ring with another kick, but it was too boring to do so. He stretched. After punching and kicking, he thought he was cool and said: "A guy like you who is unlearned and has no skills is not qualified to participate in the martial arts competition. Today I will teach you a lesson for the martial arts comrades present here!"
"Yeah, awesome, but you committed a foul. Referee, he took action before you even called start, and my only weapon was broken by his kick." Guo Jia suddenly raised his hand and complained righteously.
"That's ridiculous! It's obviously you who asked me to take action immediately." Huang Xuan said angrily.
"You do it when I ask you to do it? Am I your father? So you listen to your father!" Guo Jia glared.
Suddenly there was laughter outside the court.
"You're looking for death!" Huang Xuan became angry with shame. He went up and kicked Guo Jia to the ground with a sweeping kick.
Unexpectedly, Guo Jia didn't even frown. He pointed at Huang Xuan and cursed: "According to the rules of the martial arts tournament, the referee didn't say that you can't do anything at the beginning, right? A despicable villain like this who will do whatever it takes to win, I, Guo, Although defeated, it is still glorious!”
After saying this, Guo Jia dusted himself off and prepared to make an honorable exit.
Huang Xuan was furious, grabbed Guo Jia, and said with a ferocious face: "That's unreasonable! Your wooden sword was destroyed by me, right? OK! I'll pay you a new one, and we can start over!"
"Let go! I don't bother to compete with a scum like you who have no martial ethics." Guo Jia shook off Huang Xuan's hand and patted the place where Huang Xuan had dragged him with a look of disgust.
"Liu Yun! Lend him your family's ancestral sword Qingying Sword! I will make him convinced that he lost!" Huang Xuan yelled hysterically. What Guo Jia did made him completely lose his mind.
Liu Yun in the audience is also a young talent participating in this martial arts competition. He is the same child as Huang Xuan and is a direct disciple of Xinjian Pavilion. Liu Yun was also very loyal. In order to help his brother regain face, he threw the good-quality sword and the scabbard to Guo Jia on the stage without saying a word. Who knew that Guo Jia didn't pick it up and just let it go? The sword fell to the ground.
"What do you mean!" Liu Yun was furious when he saw this and asked Guo Jia.
"Oh, you think I'm stupid. Your sword is so sharp. What if I accidentally kill Huang Xuan? I can't bear the responsibility." Guo Jiali said confidently.
"Bah, you still want to hack me to death? If I can be hacked to death by you, I will destroy my legs!" Huang Xuan said angrily.
"Pull you down. If you were really hacked to death by me, why would you destroy your legs? Come on, I let you win. Why are you so ignorant of promotion?" Guo Jia said with disdain, turning around at the same time. Walked to the audience.
"Don't run!" Huang Xuan roared angrily, and whipped his leg towards Guo Jia's lower back. He almost used all his strength in this kick. If the kick was real, Guo Jia's spine would have been broken.
At this time, the omniscient system had issued a danger alarm, signaling Guo Jia to avoid it. However, Guo Jia not only did not hide, but also stopped. Seeing that Guo Jia was about to become disabled, Huang Xuan suddenly let out a scream, and then the leg he kicked out was suddenly crushed to the ground by an invisible force.
The referee presiding over the event was a red-faced man. He flew up to the ring and said to Huang Xuan with a displeased look on his face: "Since he has already admitted defeat, don't hold back."
Huang Xuan seemed to be afraid of this red-faced man. He nodded timidly and said nothing.
Guo Jia gloated and snickered on the sidelines, wanting to continue to anger Huang Xuan and make him do more outrageous things. However, this scene was also seen by the red-faced man. He mistakenly thought that Guo Jia was here to cause trouble, and directly used telekinesis to blast Guo Jia out of the ring, and seriously warned: "Since you don't want to fight, don't come to the martial arts competition to grandstand. This is no place for fun.”
After teaching these two people a lesson, the red-faced man announced the results of the competition in front of everyone, and then fell back to the ground. Guo Jia patted his butt and used the omniscient system to check the red-faced man's information. He couldn't help but be shocked: Bai Ce, male, 1089 years old, tailor in Baijiacun, B-class brain development ability user, development level: level 7, ability: Thought power, personal preference. . . . . .
At this moment, a familiar voice sounded behind him: "Why don't you retreat quickly? It's not embarrassing!"
Only then did Guo Jia realize that she was still standing in front of the crowd and quickly retreated into the crowd. At this time, a strange old man with a dull expression came around behind him and patted the back of his head. Guo Jia looked at the old man in surprise, opened his mouth and was about to say something, when he suddenly said in surprise: "Master?"
"Huh? How did you recognize me?" the strange old man asked curiously.
"Intuition." Guo Jia lied. In fact, he used the omniscient system to find out.
"Hmph, I guess you have some sharp eyesight. I won't argue with you about your abstention today. That boy named Huang Xuan seems to have a grudge against you. I'm afraid your little body won't be able to withstand a real fight." He changed his mind. Han Dan snorted coldly.
"Wow, Master! How can you still be considerate? I thought you were going to punish me severely." Guo Jia said dumbfounded.
"What are you thinking about? I'm just worried that your serious injury will affect your training progress." Han Dan said honestly.
"Emmm, can we leave then?" Guo Jia asked.
"Go away! Stay and watch the competition! Those who come here are the leaders of the new generation. Take a good look at the gap between you and them." Han Dan said angrily.
"But I still have Dragon Pattern Bamboo for my morning jog today..." Before Guo Jia could finish, Han Dan interrupted with a wave of his hand: "Okay, okay, today is not yours."
Guo Jia felt relieved.
Soon, the second competition began. One of the two people facing off was Li He, a direct disciple from the Seven Breath Sword Sect, and the other was Zuo Zhiming, a disciple from the Ancient Boxing Sect.
Since one of the two used a sword and the other used fists, the side without weapons obviously suffered a disadvantage. For the sake of fairness, the side with weapons must defeat the opponent within ten moves, otherwise it will be considered a loss. Unless, like Guo Jia, you bring a wooden sword to the field, then there is no restriction. After all, the lethality of a wooden sword is limited.
Li He is carrying a real sword, so he must defeat his opponent within ten moves.
"Please take a good look at how Li He uses the sword. The swordsmanship of the Seven Breath Sword Sect is quite good." Han Dan whispered.
"Oh~ I'll go!" As soon as Guo Jia agreed, the competition was over.
Guo Jia didn't even see clearly how Li He swung his sword. The tip of his sword was already pressed against Zuo Zhiming's neck. Li He won this contest.
"What a good boy, you can use the One Breath Sword at such a young age. Your future is immeasurable!" Han Dan sighed.
"Wow, this is too strong!" Guo Jia agreed.
A beautiful middle-aged woman with a sword behind her back glanced at the two of them, frowned and said, "Can you two be quiet? There are so many chatters in the middle of a martial arts competition."
"Why do you, an old lady, get in the way when we old men are talking?" Han Dan said not to be outdone.
The middle-aged beautiful woman was furious when she heard this, pointed at Han Dan and cursed: "Old man, are you tired of living?"
"Master, be careful what you say and do!" Guo Jia quickly persuaded him.
"So he is your apprentice. Sure enough, any kind of master makes what kind of apprentice. If you are not good at martial arts, you can be very good at talking." The beautiful middle-aged woman sarcastically said.
"It's better than an old lady like you who is not good at martial arts and not very talkative." Han Dan said without changing his expression.
"You!" The beautiful middle-aged woman drew out the sword from her back in anger, as if she was about to take action. At this moment, Bai Lian suddenly came over, stepped forward and took the middle-aged beautiful woman's arm, shouting: "Master, what are you doing? How can you fight with people here? Don't be on the same level as them."
Guo Jia was shocked and fled away quickly. He didn't want to offend Bai Lian's master. But Han Dan didn't care about this. Anyway, he was not his real appearance now, so there was no need to worry about losing face. He continued to yell: "Old lady, you still want to play swordsmanship with me? Why don't we find a place to compete and do the same thing!"
"Childish." The middle-aged beautiful woman was not provoked anymore and walked away with Bai Lian.
Seeing Bai Lian and the others leaving, Guo Jia squeezed back again and whispered: "Master, why are you provoking others when you have nothing to do? It's our fault in the first place."
"Shut up! This old woman has a problem with me. What's wrong with me saying a few words to her? I'm your master and you still talk to outsiders?" Han Dan said angrily.
"That's okay." Guo Jia said helplessly.
