The lunch was very sumptuous.
Luo Qingzhou and his friends were eating and chatting about the competition that took place in the morning.
Chu Xiaoxiao chattered non-stop.
After a while.
Zhang Yuanshan asked, "In the afternoon competition, do any of you four want to challenge a mid-stage martial artist?"
Chu Xiaoxiao immediately shook her head when she heard this: "I definitely can't do that."
Nie Yunrong also shook his head: "I can't do that either."
Sister Dao hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm afraid I can't do it either. I just realized today when I went on stage to compete that I still lack some practical experience. It was a bit difficult to compete with an early stage martial artist, so how could I dare to challenge a mid-stage martial artist."
Luo Qingzhou said, "I watched Senior Sister Dao's competition this morning. She was very impressive."
When Sister Dao heard this, she remembered that he had yelled "Long-legged Senior Sister" from the audience during the competition in the morning. She immediately glared at him and said unhappily, "Compared to Long-legged Junior Brother Chu, you are far inferior. We still have to watch Long-legged Junior Brother Chu's wonderful performance in the afternoon."
As he spoke, he stepped hard on him with his foot under the table.
Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched, and he dared not say another word.
At this time, Zhou Boyue suddenly said with some embarrassment: "I want to try to go on stage this afternoon."
After these words came out, several people looked at him in surprise.
Luo Qingzhou immediately said, "Boyue, I support you. I also watched your competition this morning. You defeated your opponent of the same level with ease, and you must have some reservations. In the afternoon, you can challenge the disciples in the middle stage of martial arts. If you get a good ranking, you will get more training resources. Of course, our Kyoto branch will score higher, and Master will be more proud."
Zhang Yuanshan, who was standing by, also nodded and said, "Fifth Junior Brother, I watched all of your competitions this morning. You do have the strength to challenge a mid-stage martial artist. You can give it a try this afternoon. Even if it doesn't work, just admit defeat. It's not shameful."
Sister Dao and the others immediately started to encourage him.
Zhou Boyue felt warmed at heart after hearing the encouragement from several people, and finally made up his mind: "Well, I will try it on stage this afternoon."
While several people were talking, Sun Jiang came back in a daze with a complicated expression on his face.
"Master, have you eaten yet?"
The six people stood up quickly.
Chu Xiaoxiao diligently went over and moved a chair and placed it in front of the table.
Sun Jiang glanced at a few people, his eyes fixed on Luo Qingzhou, but he quickly retracted his gaze, sat down at the table, and said, "Not yet."
Sister Dao quickly brought him a clean bowl.
"Everyone, please sit down."
Sun Jiang showed a kind and gentle smile on his face and looked at someone again.
Sister Dao saw that he was worried and asked, "Master, that disciple just came to see you, what's the matter?"
Sun Jiang picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and said, "Nothing, just chatting for a few minutes."
Nie Yunrong asked cautiously, "Master, is it because of the incident at our Kyoto branch? Did Master-Uncle Jin go and file a complaint?"
Sun Jiang glanced at her and said with a smile, "No, what can he file a complaint against?"
Then he sneered again and said, "Those disciples he accepted may not be better than the disciples I accepted. The rankings have not yet been announced, and it is still uncertain who will win or lose."
After saying that, he reached out to pick up the wine jug, poured himself a glass, then stood up and said with a smile: "Master, I'd like to toast you. I wish you all a great victory in today's competition, and bring honor to yourselves and to me!"
Everyone immediately picked up their glasses and stood up.
Luo Qingzhou and the other two had to go on stage to compete in the afternoon, so they drank tea instead of wine.
The seven masters and apprentices raised their wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp.
Several people felt a little strange.
When Master came back just now, he was obviously worried, but how come he is in a better mood so quickly now? He even looks very happy and excited.
"Come on, have another drink."
Sun Jiang picked up his glass again and toasted everyone with a smile on his face, as if he suddenly thought of something happy.
Of course he is happy.
Just now in the hall, those several peak masters were actually vying to please him, saying that they wanted to accept his disciples as their personal disciples. When he first heard the news, he was so shocked that his head was buzzing and he couldn't react for a long time. He thought everyone was joking with him or deliberately mocking him.
It was not until the Sect Master spoke that he came back to his senses from shock and astonishment...
At this moment, looking at the ordinary-looking, taciturn disciple in front of him, he still felt like he was dreaming.
A mere disciple in the middle stage of martial arts actually provoked those highly respected peak masters, causing them to quarrel and even fight in front of the sect leader.
Even Linghu Peak Master, who was always cold and aloof from the world, said that he needed this person.
If the sect leader had not spoken up, the group would have started fighting right there and then.
The scene was extremely chaotic.
He stood there with a blank mind, totally unaware of what had happened, and completely unaware of how the sect's leaders came to like his not-so-outstanding disciple.
He was really confused at that time.
Of course, I’m still confused now.
They didn't tell him the reason, they just said they had to have this person.
They also told him not to say anything when he came back, and to wait until the results came out in the afternoon before they could speak themselves.
Sun Jiang had never seen such absurd and incredible things in his entire life.
He picked up the wine glass and stared at the guy opposite him, looking left and right, but he couldn't see what was so amazing about this guy.
"Ahem, we'll have a competition this afternoon. Yuanshan, Feiyang, are you confident?"
He decided to test the waters.
Zhang Yuanshan said respectfully: "Disciple should have no problem winning the first match. As for where I can rank, I can't guarantee it."
Sun Jiang nodded, looked across and said, "Fei Yang, what about you? Are you sure?"
Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Disciple's first match should be fine. As for the rest, I don't know either."
Sun Jiang's eyes sparkled, and he said, "If you two were ranked in the top ten, would you dare to challenge those four martial arts masters in the late stage?"
Zhang Yuanshan hesitated for a moment and said, "I dare, but I'm not sure."
Sun Jiang looked across again.
Luo Qingzhou said: "If I can enter the top ten of the mid-stage martial artist, I will be very satisfied. As for challenging the late-stage martial artist, I dare not."
Suddenly there was a burst of sneer from the side.
Sister Dao glanced at him and said, "Chu Feiyang, is there anything you dare not do? Last night you..."
At this point, she suddenly stopped and continued, "If you are afraid of getting hurt, then if you meet them, just admit defeat. But in the mid-term martial artist competition, I think you should be able to enter the top five."
She actually wanted to say that he was fully capable of challenging a martial artist in the late stage, after all, he defeated Yun Wanrou, who was also a martial artist in the late stage, last night.
However, she suddenly remembered that Luo Changtian from the Jinyiwei was also here. This guy probably didn't want to reveal his full strength, so he said he didn't dare.
Sun Jiang glanced at her and said with a smile: "Ling'er, do you think Feiyang's strength can make it into the top five of the mid-term martial artist rankings?"
Sister Dao glanced at someone next to her and nodded, "It should be fine."
Luo Qingzhou quickly changed the subject and said, "Master, Bo Yue's competition this morning was very exciting. He should be among the top five early martial artists. He also wants to try the mid-level martial artist competition this afternoon."
Upon hearing this, Sun Jiang looked at Zhou Boyue with a smile on his face and said, "Okay, then go and give it a try. Master believes that you can go further."
Zhou Boyue said somewhat stiffly: "Thank you, Master."
Sun Jiang smiled and didn't ask any more questions. He happily picked up the wine glass and started drinking.
There is almost no suspense about this ranking.
Whenever any branch has an inner disciple, the score and ranking will be raised directly, not to mention the direct disciples.
He really wanted to see the expression on Jin Song's face at that time.
"Humph, so what if your female disciple was selected as an inner disciple by Jianfeng? My disciple is wanted by all the peak masters as their personal disciple!"
Thinking of his pride, he couldn't help but grin and laugh out loud.
I can finally hold my head high and let out some vent.
Zhang Yuanshan and his companions looked at him in surprise, and then at each other, wondering what good thing had happened to their master today that made him look so happy.
After dinner, take a short rest.
Sun Jiang led them out of the house and walked towards the square.
Coincidentally, Jin Song also walked out of the next room with his eight disciples.
When the two sides met, they both had smiles on their faces, but there were flashes of swords and sabers in their eyes.
"Brother Sun, congratulations."
Jin Song suddenly came over and said with a smile on his face.
Sun Jiang's heart skipped a beat. Did he also know that news
Unexpectedly, Jin Song smiled and said, "I heard from my disciples that your disciples performed very well this morning. Tsk tsk, it seems that this ranking should not be the last, congratulations, Senior Brother Sun."
Upon hearing this, Sun Jiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sneered, "I'm sorry to disappoint Junior Brother Jin."
Jin Song said with a smile on his face: "Brother Sun, what are you talking about? I sincerely congratulate you. By the way, you should have two disciples going on stage in the competition this afternoon, right? I wish you two disciples a successful start and hope you both get a good ranking in advance."
Sun Jiang said with a fake smile: "No matter how good the ranking is, it can't be better than you, Junior Brother Jin. Your disciple has been selected as an inner disciple by Jianfeng. How can we compare with him?"
Jin Song immediately chuckled and said, "It's just luck, just good luck."
The two chatted in a perfunctory manner and went to the square with their disciples.
Luo Qingzhou was thinking about something when Yun Wanrou suddenly came over and said with a gentle smile on her face, "Junior Brother Chu, I believe you will be able to enter the top ten this afternoon. If you meet me then, we can have a good competition on the ring."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and begged for mercy: "Senior Sister Yun, I was wrong last night. If I really meet Senior Sister Yun on the ring this afternoon, I hope you will show mercy."
Yun Wanrou's eyebrows twitched a few times. She didn't expect that with this guy's ability, he would actually beg for mercy directly. She froze for a moment, but still kept a smile on her face and said, "Junior Brother Chu, there is no need to be modest. Junior Brother Chu's body movements, speed, and eyesight are not comparable to ordinary warriors. If we really meet in the ring this afternoon, don't worry, we will stop at a certain point. I will not deliberately target Junior Brother Chu because of what happened yesterday."
Luo Qingzhou bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Sister Yun."
Yun Wanrou's senior brothers and sisters were also watching and listening nearby, and there was a hint of sarcasm and disdain in their eyes when they looked at him.
He started begging for mercy before he even got on stage. It's so shameful.
A group of people came to the square.
Soon, many people gathered in the square.
Those who came to participate in the competition in the afternoon, as well as other disciples, all hurried over.
Guests from other sects also took their seats in the stands in advance.
In the afternoon, there will be a competition between middle-stage martial artists and late-stage martial artists, which will definitely be much more exciting than yesterday and this morning.
After a while, several elders who presided over the competition also came together.
All the disciples immediately lined up and waited for the draw.
Several elders stood on the stage without saying a word, seemingly waiting for someone.
Soon, several elders and a group of disciples, surrounded by a woman in a red dress, walked up to the stands and sat at the highest point.
The disciples in the square immediately started talking in low voices with excitement on their faces.
"It's the Sect Master, Fairy Zixia..."
The guests from other sects also looked over.
As Luo Qingzhou was staring at the red shadow, the elder on the stage suddenly said loudly: "The top ten of this morning's martial arts initial stage disciple competition have been announced. Now I will start to announce the list. Those whose names are called, please stand in front and decide whether to participate in the lottery in the afternoon..."
Zhou Boyue immediately became nervous.
"Yan Fei from Liuzhou Branch, 10th place! Zhu Lin from Wancheng Branch, 9th place... Zhou Boyue from Jingdu Branch, 4th place..."
Upon hearing this ranking, Chu Xiaoxiao and others standing next to Zhou Boyao cheered.
Chu Xiaoxiao said excitedly: "Brother Zhou, you are so amazing. You actually ranked fourth!"
Zhou Boyue smiled nervously and walked quickly forward.
After the elder finished reading the list, he asked the top ten disciples which ones wanted to continue to participate in the afternoon competition.
In addition to Zhou Boyue, there are three other people who want to participate again.
After the elders finished registering them, they let them go.
Another half incense stick of time passed.
The elder returned to the stone platform and began to announce the drawing of lots.
Luo Qingzhou, Zhang Yuanshan, Zhou Boyao, and other disciples in the middle stage of martial arts all walked over.
The elder held the list, and every time a name was read out, a disciple would go up to draw a lot.
Luo Qingzhou drew Han Ziyan from Meicheng. Judging from her name, she should be a female disciple, but he naturally would not be gentle with women.
He will definitely win this competition.
He looked at the stage again and found that Linghu Qingzhu was looking at him. Their eyes met. Linghu Qingzhu had a cold expression, as if he didn't know him.
Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze and walked towards the arena with the other disciples.
There are three arenas in total, and six disciples will go on stage to compete first.
The great elder Wu Youzi took the list after the draw and read out the names one by one in order.
When the names of Chu Feiyang and Han Ziyan were read, Luo Qingzhou and a tall woman holding a spear walked out of the crowd.
The two looked at each other and nodded slightly.
After the disciples on one of the rings decided the winner, the two men walked onto the ring and fought against each other.
Han Ziyan saw that he was unarmed, with a gleam in his eyes, as if he was thinking about tactics.
Wu Youzi checked the badges that the two men had just been issued yesterday, and then took out a piece of jade and shone it in front of the two men before saying, "Remember the rules, it's best to stop when the time is right. If you can't win, don't try to be stubborn, just admit defeat, there will be another chance next year."
After that, he stepped down from the stone platform and announced, "Let's get started."
"Junior Brother Chu, please!"
Han Ziyan raised the spear in her hand and bowed.
Luo Qingzhou also bowed and said, "Senior Sister Han, please."
The two looked at each other and suddenly rushed forward together.
“Swish!”
Of course Han Ziyan would not let him get close to her. The spear in her hand flashed with a cold light, and ten spear flowers instantly flew out, covering him and accurately aiming at ten major acupoints on his body!
These ten gun flowers are in no particular order, so it is impossible to tell whether they are real or fake.
And the real tip of the gun is hidden inside it!
"boom!"
Luo Qingzhou did not dodge or give way, and smashed nine gun flowers with one punch. One of them went straight to his chest, but he dodged it by leaning sideways.
Just as he was about to move closer along the spear, Han Zi Yan moved her wrist, and the spear swept out with a "swish". Due to the fast speed and great force, a sharp whistling sound suddenly sounded in the air.
Luo Qingzhou punched the gun barrel that was sweeping towards him.
"Bang!"
The spear shaft bent, and Han Ziyan turned around with the force, spun the spear in her hand around, and stabbed him again with force.
Luo Qingzhou used Lingfeng Fist, combining both offense and defense, and fought with her quite fiercely.
In the stands, Luo Changtian watched his moves and movements with a burning gaze, a thoughtful look between his brows.
On the higher stands, peak masters such as Mo Jiufeng were also watching intently.
Linghu Qingzhu and Sect Leader Zixia were also watching attentively.
"That kid seems ordinary, nothing special about him, and his Lingfeng Fist is nothing special either..."
The big-faced peak master frowned and looked puzzled.
"boom!"
At this moment, on the ring, Luo Qingzhou finally found the right opportunity to get close and punched Han Ziyan in the chest. Before she could retract her spear, he punched her in the stomach with another "bang".
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He threw three consecutive punches and sent her flying, falling into the crowd below the ring.
The crowd dispersed, not daring to answer it.
Her fellow disciples who were watching the fight from the audience gathered around her, looking concerned, but they did not dare to help.
Because the competition is not over yet.
Luo Qingzhou stood at the edge of the ring and looked at her.
Han Ziyan spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled on the ground for a few times before she stood up. She raised her head and looked at him for a few times before she clasped her hands and said, "Junior Brother Chu, I am no match for you. I admit defeat."
Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands.
Chu Xiaoxiao's excited cheers suddenly came from the crowd nearby: "Senior Brother Chu is so powerful! Senior Brother Chu won!"
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, walked down the stage, and waited for the next match.
In the stands, several peak masters were a little confused.
"How did you win? Your boxing skills seemed ordinary, how did you suddenly win?"
"The opponent is too weak, not that he is too strong. He probably just started practicing the Lingfeng Fist, so his fighting ability is not as good as that of an ordinary disciple."
"It seems that he probably won't make it through the second round."
"This kid was able to enter that ancient formation yesterday. Could it really be just a coincidence?"
Several peak masters began to have doubts.
Linghu Qingzhu, who was sitting next to him, suddenly said with a twinkle in his eyes, "I met him last night, tested him, and checked him. His talent is average, and he is not extraordinary. The reason why he was able to enter the ancient formation should be related to something in his body, and has nothing to do with him."
Fairy Zixia on the side glanced at her.
Mo Jiufeng sneered when he heard this and said, "Master Linghu, do you think we will give up just because you said that? Aren't you underestimating us old guys?"
Linghu Qingzhu said nothing more and turned to look at the sect leader standing beside him.
Fairy Zixia looked at the young man below, her eyes flickering, but she did not speak.
"The next match is between Lei Yang from Shuicheng Branch and Chu Feiyang from Kyoto Branch!"
Half an hour later, Luo Qingzhou's name was called again.
"Water City Branch?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at the familiar long-faced man and narrowed his eyes.
Under the ring, Jin Song was watching with other disciples. When they saw the long-faced man walking onto the ring, his disciples raised their hands and shouted, "Senior Brother Lei will win! Senior Brother Lei will win!"
The competition begins.
Jin Song looked to the side with a smile on his face.
Sun Jiang also stood there with his disciples, looking at the stage with complicated eyes.
Jin Song thought he was nervous, so he smiled, walked over and patted his shoulder, saying, "Brother Sun, what a coincidence that our two disciples have met each other so soon. That's my eldest disciple. He reached the middle stage of martial artist a year ago. It is estimated that he will be able to break through in a few months. Your disciple has just broken through, right? Just now I saw that he seemed to be a little rusty in the Lingfeng Fist. Did you just teach him? My disciple's Lingfeng Fist..."
"boom!"
At this moment, there was a sudden loud bang on the stage.
Jin Song's face was full of smiles, and he looked towards the stage as he spoke.
Upon seeing this, the smile on his face suddenly froze!
The competition had just begun, and his eldest disciple had been knocked out of the ring!
At this moment, in the stands, Mo Jiufeng and others' eyes lit up and their faces were filled with surprise.
"Good boy, you actually hid so much strength just now!"
"This punch is incredible. The essence of Lingfeng Fist is all in this punch. This kid's punch is even more powerful than that of the inner sect disciples!"
"That's not right. Did you see it clearly just now? When the fist hit the disciple, a lightning bolt seemed to appear... It seems that Lingfeng Fist contains other skills..."
"Lightning? Why didn't I see it? I can only see the side from this angle. If there really was lightning, the punch just now must have been more than just the Lingfeng Fist..."
Several peak masters started discussing with puzzled expressions.
Linghu Qingzhu's eyes were fixed on the young man on the stage who was clenching his fists.
She had just seen that lightning.
I didn't expect that this kid actually had such a hidden trick.
For some reason, she suddenly felt a little angry. After thinking for a moment, she said to herself: When he goes to practice the ancient sword technique tonight, I will ask him about it. By the way... Humph, of course he will choose me. What's so good about those old guys? If he hesitates, it's an insult to me. I will...
Fairy Zixia beside her suddenly touched her and whispered, "Qingzhu, bring him to see me tonight. I think there is something wrong with that lightning."
Linghu Qingzhu looked at her: "..."