He was dressed in a navy blue robe, and his hair was tied behind his head with a wooden stick. He stared ahead with his sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. There were not many wrinkles on his face. He looked like he was in his thirties, tapping his fingers on the wooden chair with a leisurely look.
By the time Ye Wushang and the other two arrived, an hour had already passed. Ye Wushang gave the guard an invitation. The guard opened it and welcomed them with a smile.
The three of them sat on the right side of the leader of the martial arts world, separated by seven or eight people. The higher a person's status was, the closer they were to the leader's seat. From their position, they could see what was in front of them at a glance. There were no obstacles, so they could clearly see the situation of the competition on the stage.
"Thank you, martial arts allies, for coming from all corners of the world to watch the Martial Arts Circle Convention that happens once every four years. I hope that all my allies can forgive me for not being able to serve you well.”The Martial Arts League Master stood up and said politely with a smile that hid a knife behind it.
When everyone saw that the Martial Arts Alliance Master had stood up, they all stood up as well. "Thank you for your kindness, Alliance Master."
Mo Shangqiu looked at the hypocritical faces and felt extremely disgusted, but she did not show it. She stood up with the crowd and bowed to the Martial Arts League Master. Ye Wushang's eyes flashed with a hint of a smile. He knew that Mo Shangqiu was unhappy, but he still pretended to flatter her. It was really funny.
Following the announcement by the Martial Arts Alliance Leader, the Martial Arts Circle Convention officially began.
After saying that, a young man jumped onto the stage and looked at the person below him arrogantly, thinking that he was invincible. A moment later, another man also jumped onto the stage.
"I am Li Muren, a disciple of the Qingcheng Monastery.”The man who went up first called himself a disciple of the Qingcheng Monastery and looked at his opponent with disdain.
The other man wasn't in a hurry either. He slowly revealed his name. " I am Qing Mu, a disciple of the Huashan Sect. Please…"
Qing Mu made an inviting gesture, and Li Muren rushed forward barehanded. Qing Mu pulled out the sword at his waist and tangled with Li Muren. Li Muren's palm swept past Qing Mu's face and almost hit Qing Mu's face. Qing Mu moved a little to the left to avoid Li Muren's palm wind. The sword in Qing Mu's hand stabbed towards Li Muren's lower body quickly and ruthlessly.
Li Muren blocked Qing Mu's sword with his palm and attacked Qing Mu's chest. The palm wind was swift and fierce without any hesitation. The two of them fought back and forth. The two of them were equally matched in martial arts, and it would take a while to determine the winner. Li Muren was exhausted after fighting for an hour. The palm wind wasn't as fierce as before. Qing Mu noticed Li Muren's abnormality. He took a deep breath and quickened his pace. He raised his sword and rushed towards Li Muren. The sword slashed across Li Muren's leg without moving.
Li Muren groaned in pain as he knelt on the ground and kicked him mercilessly. After kicking Li Muren to the ground, the judge announced that Qing Mu of Huashan Sect was the winner.
Qing Mu stood proudly on the stage after winning against Li Muren, waiting for the next challenger to challenge him. Suddenly, a gust of cold air came from the east. Three silver needles flew to the arena and brushed past Qing Mu.
A woman in white descended from the sky and landed on the stage. Everyone was quite dissatisfied with the woman's sneak attack. Their eyes were filled with disdain, but the woman did not mind and flicked her sleeves.
He looked up and ignored everyone's disdainful gazes as he stood calmly on the stage. Qing Mu looked at the woman in disgust. He felt ashamed of the woman's despicable methods.
His eyes were filled with anger as he stared at the woman who had ambushed him. His hatred was so strong that he wanted the woman to be torn into pieces. The woman provoked him with a smile.
"Zisha of the Dark Night Hall." Her simple words were as clean as her actions. The arrogance and arrogance that seeped out from his bones could not be underestimated.
Qing Mu snorted coldly and attacked Zi Sha mercilessly. His cold killing intent approached Zi Sha step by step. Zisha curled her lips into a smile and bent backward to dodge Qing Mu's sword. She then raised her leg and kicked Qing Mu's chest.
With a single step, he appeared behind Qing Mu at a speed that made people gasp. "It's so slow!"
Qing Mu still remembered Zi Sha's sarcasm. He raised his sword and stabbed at Zi Sha again.
" Hehe…" The music from hell rang out, and Zisha smiled wickedly. Her clothes fluttered in the wind, and her long hair danced in the wind. Three more silver needles flew towards Qing Mu.
Qing Mu changed her move from attacking to defending, the silver needle and the long sword collided and made a clang.
Clang! Qing Mu didn't expect Zisha to use a hidden weapon again. He gritted his teeth and was full of killing intent. The strength he lost in the fight with Li Muren just now had returned.
His moves were even more ferocious, and his sword speed was twice as fast as before. He tapped the ground with his toes and flew towards Zisha. Another three silver needles flew towards Qing Mu, and Zisha went up to meet them.
Unfortunately, this time, the three silver needles were forced back by Qing Mu's internal energy and rushed straight at Zisha. No one dared to blink, afraid that they would miss this wonderful scene.
Zisha waved her sleeves and knocked away the silver needles that were coming at her, then continued forward.
When Zi Sha was one meter away from Qing Mu, she suddenly stopped and jumped onto Qing Mu's sword. His leg landed on Qing Mu's spine and with a crack, Qing Mu fell to the ground and rolled around.
Zi Sha landed steadily on the stage and smiled proudly at Qing Mu who was lying on the ground.
Ye Wushang's hand that was tapping on the wooden chair paused, and a glint flashed across his eyes. Although their faces were different, their eyes and graceful figure were exactly the same. Ye Wushang smiled silently.
The judge announced that Zi Sha of the Dark Night Hall had won this round, and there was a commotion below the stage. He didn't expect Zisha to have such profound martial arts at such a young age. The people of the Dark Night Hall were indeed impressive. At this moment, everyone began to look at the Dark Night Hall in a new light. Some people were jealous and unwilling.
Those who weren't willing to accept it looked stupid and eager to try. This was a man's shame to actually lose to a woman.
Those who were not convinced were beaten up by Zisha and bedridden for at least a month. None of them were not carried down.
The sect leaders 'faces darkened even more. They had underestimated Zisha's strength.
If a woman became the leader of the martial arts world, where would the face of the martial arts world be placed? Everyone then looked at the Alliance Master sitting in the high seat, wondering if he would make a move or let the female disciples of the Dark Night Hall do whatever they wanted!
The previous Alliance Master did not disappoint everyone's expectant gazes. He flew to the center of the arena and stood with Zisha.
Zisha was not able to release her natural domineering aura as she stood with her hands behind her back. A hint of worry flashed across her eyes.
"I am Liu Menghu." Alliance Master Liu was neither humble nor arrogant. He did not put on the airs of a martial arts alliance master and was polite to others. He looked at Zisha humbly.
Zisha did not dare to be arrogant in front of Liu Menghu. She lowered her status and made a gesture of invitation.
Zi Sha gathered her internal strength and charged at Liu Menghu, her palm wind fierce. Liu Menghu's feet generated wind as he moved quickly, creating countless afterimages.
In the distance, Mo Shangqiu saw Liu Menghu's swift footsteps and the corners of his mouth curled up. He was silent. Liu Menghu's moves were indeed interesting. If one looked carefully and saw his martial arts techniques, one could easily capture his physical body.
Based on Mo Shangqiu's martial arts cultivation, it was not difficult for him to imitate such a pace. In fact, his speed was several times faster than Liu Menghu's.
Zisha's palm missed and hit Liu Menghu's phantom. Liu Menghu looked at Zisha with a fake smile. He felt indescribably happy. A mere disciple of the Dark Night Hall dared to compete for the position of the alliance leader.
" Despicable..." Zisha's attack missed, and she could no longer hide the anger in her heart. When had he ever been humiliated like this…
Liu Menghu stopped when he saw Zisha calling him despicable. An eagle claw suddenly appeared in front of Zisha and grabbed her arm.
Before Zisha could react to the sudden change, Liu Menghu's eagle claws grabbed hard. Zisha's clothes were torn apart, and five bright red fingerprints appeared on Zisha's fair and smooth arm.
Zisha groaned in pain. She frowned and glared at Liu Menghu with hatred.
There was no expression on Liu Menghu's face. If he had the guts to fight for the position of the alliance leader, he had to have the guts to accept his anger.
Before Zisha could rest, Liu Menghu launched a second attack. His eagle claws were fast and ruthless. Zisha focused on dealing with Liu Menghu, not daring to be distracted.
The eagle claw grazed Zisha's throat, and her neck was in pain from the sharp wind brought by the eagle claw. Zisha turned her palm into a fist and broke Liu Menghu's eagle claws. This game was the most worrying one Zisha had ever had.
Zisha was struggling to take on Liu Menghu's fierce moves while thinking about how to find Liu Menghu's weakness.
Liu Menghu took advantage of Zisha's distraction and aimed his eagle claws at Zisha's heart. Zisha saw that he was coming at her menacingly and could only move to dodge with difficulty. Although he had dodged the fatal blow, his shoulder was still scratched by Liu Menghu.
Zi Sha used all her strength to counter Liu Menghu's fatal move. Before the tenth move, Zisha felt her physical strength depleting. A layer of sweat had already seeped out of his forehead, and his face had also turned pale.
Liu Menghu did not give her a chance to breathe. The eagle's claws kept changing, and its footsteps created wind. Liu Menghu's figure flashed in the air one after another. He started to spin around Zisha, and only the sound of her clothes being torn could be heard. Zisha was like a fish on the back of a knife, waiting to be slaughtered.
Finally, Zisha couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed on the stage, her physical strength severely exhausted. Although Liu Menghu had torn her clothes apart, other than the two serious injuries from before, the rest were all on her skin.
Liu Menghu was giving her a way out, and she had one less rival in the martial arts world.
One had to know that although Zisha could be ignored, the entire Dark Night Hall could not be ignored.
Even though the people in the martial arts world knew that Liu Menghu's specialty was his insufferably arrogant eagle claws, they were still shocked to see his perfect performance with their own eyes.
He did not expect Liu Menghu's martial arts to be so good that no one dared to watch. He indeed had the right to be arrogant. As expected of the previous leader of the martial arts world.
Liu Menghu won this round, which meant that Liu Menghu was still the next alliance leader.
Liu Menghu announced that three days later, they would be competing for the spots to head to the mysterious Swordforge City in Fengyu Kingdom. There were only 20 spots.
The reason why the sect leaders who did not make a move today did not make a move was because they knew that they could not defeat Liu Menghu. Secondly, they wanted to conserve their strength and wait for the competition in three days.
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