I've been a headhunter at Six Doors all these years

Chapter 61 060: The Tournament
An instruction was issued in my mind, and I opened it to check my current attributes.

【Host】: Ling Yun
[Occupation]: Six-door black iron head catcher

[Reputation]: 6000 points, a little famous
[Martial Arts Level]: Innate Sixth Level Realm

【Inner strength cultivation base】: 60 years

[Martial arts]: Three postures in front of the Tathagata God's palm, Xiao Li's flying knife, the first level of King Kong's indestructible magic skill, Fengshen's leg, God's loach skill, and Xuanxu sword technique.

[Skills]: elementary sound transmission for thousands of miles, elementary insight

[Skill Points]: 0
[Current goal]: Promoted to the bronze head catcher of Six Doors.

[Current task]: None.

That's right, it has reached the sixth level of innate realm.

Now, with the three postures in front of the Tathagata God's palm, Ling Yun is confident that even if he meets a sixth-rank master, he will at least be invincible.

Three days later, the Wuyue League martial arts contest officially began.

The location is Jushi Valley, thirty miles west of Qixia Town.

Boulder Valley is flat, surrounded by mountains on all sides. There are huge boulders in different shapes in the valley, but there are no flowers and trees.

Therefore, Jushi Valley has always been an ideal place for the Wuyue Sword Sect to compete in every meeting.

Six platforms have already been set up around Jushi Valley.

The masters of the Five Sacred Mountains led their disciples to sit around the stage in five directions.

The other stage is the judging stage, presided over by Master Fangzheng of Shaolin Temple and Taoist Master Qingfeng of Wudang Mountain, each with a few disciples sitting on this stage.

The open space with a diameter of hundreds of meters in the middle is the contest field.

In addition to the people from the Wuyue Sword Sect, other martial arts people who came to Qixia Town also came to Jushi Valley and sat around, preparing to watch the Wuyue League martial arts competition.

Since all the Huashan faction moved to Juxian Villa, the number of guests in Tongfu Inn has decreased by half.Today, half of the residents also came to Jushi Valley to watch the martial arts competition, so there was no one in the inn to entertain.

The Wuyue League Martial Arts Tournament is held every three years. This is a grand event that many people in the martial arts are eager to watch.

Firstly, you can watch the fun and get to know martial arts experts from various sects. Secondly, you can observe the martial arts moves of the Wuyue Sword School. Although you can't learn much, it is still somewhat beneficial.

As distinguished guests of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, Ling Yun and Ji Yaohua sat beside the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains, Zuo Lengchan, to watch.

Master Fangzheng, who was dressed in a yellow monk robe, flew across the sky like a goshawk soaring 300 meters before falling lightly onto a boulder in the center of the Giant Stone Valley.

People from various martial arts schools around Jushi Valley couldn't help but gasp in amazement!

Ling Yun couldn't help but be secretly amazed!Two or 300 meters have been swept away in one go, such lightness is really amazing!
Even if he uses eight steps to drive away cicadas, he can only walk more than 100 meters in the void at most.If he wants to reach 300 meters, unless he reaches the master level or above.

Or learn more advanced peerless lightness kung fu.

"Master Fangzheng's martial arts is probably higher than that of the leader of the alliance." Zuo Lengchan sat upright in the middle, staring at Master Fangzheng on the boulder with piercing eyes, his pupils constricted slightly.

Master Fangzheng is only the head of Shaolin Arhat Hall, and he can slightly surpass him, the leader of the Five Sacred Mountains. It is even more conceivable that Shaolin abbot Yizhi Zen Master's martial arts.

What's more, Shaolin Temple also has an unfathomable sweeping monk.

"This is Shaolin's unique lightness kung fu, crossing the river with a reed!"

"No wonder! In the whole world, the Qinggong that can cross the river with a reed can be counted on one hand."

"To be able to use a reed to cross the river to such a level, this master's martial arts are also unfathomable."

"Nonsense, do you know who this master is? He is Master Founder of the first courtyard of Shaolin Arhat Hall!"

"The first courtyard of Arhat Hall? Eminent monk!"

The martial arts people watching all around talked about it.

Amidst the din of people watching in the martial arts world, another cyan figure swept up, his legs intertwined in the air, he stepped across a distance of 300 meters in an instant, and landed beside Master Fangzheng.

Only then did everyone see clearly that it was an old Taoist in a blue Taoist robe.

"Ti Yunzong! This is Ti Yunzong, the Wudang sect's absolute lightness kung fu!"

"The ladder cloud created by Wudang Master Zhang is by no means under the crossing the river with a reed created by Bodhidharma."

"Ah! Could this be Master Zhang from the Wudang sect?"

"Thinking too much about my friend, Zhenren Zhang is over 100 years old now, how could he come out of the mountain so easily? I guess this priest should be a disciple of Zhenren Zhang."

"Both Shaolin Temple and Wudang Mountain have sent representatives to preside over the Wuyue Sword Sect's martial arts competition. This martial arts competition seems to be more interesting than in previous years."

"Amitabha!" Master Fangzheng proclaimed the Buddha's name.

Although the voice was not high-pitched, it spread to every corner of Jushi Valley, and every word clearly fell into the ears of the onlookers who were 300 meters away, which showed Fangzheng's profound internal strength.

The noisy surroundings suddenly quieted down.

"Today is the day of the martial arts competition of the Five Sacred Sword Sect Association. Invited by the leader of the Left Alliance and the heads of the Five Sacred Mountains, the old monk and Qingfeng Daoist came to co-chair the judges and watch this grand martial arts event with all friends from the Jianghu."

After Master Fangzheng finished speaking, Daoist Qingfeng coughed lightly: "Now, the poor Taoist is here to announce the competition rules of this year's Five Sacred Sword Sect.
The competition is divided into three rounds.

The first round is the disciple competition, where each faction selects three elite disciples to participate.

The second round is the Elders Competition, where each faction selects two elders to participate.

The third round is the master competition, where the five masters compete with each other.

The match point is over, and the winner can't hurt the killer.

The martial arts competition begins now, please send disciples from each faction to appear. "

After finishing speaking, Daoist Qingfeng and Master Fangzheng returned to the judging panel at the same time.

This time, the two seemed to be competing in secret, and they both played their respective crossing the river with one reed and the vertical ladder to the extreme.

Master Fangzheng crosses the river with a reed like an eagle gliding, with a graceful posture.

The ladder cloud of Daoist Qingfeng looks like a fairy's steps, and its momentum is extraordinary.

The two arrived at the judging table almost at the same time, but Daoist Qingfeng was still half a step ahead of Master Fangzheng.

"The Daoist Master's Ti Yunzong has really reached the peak level, I am willing to bow down!" Master Fangzheng clapped his hands to Qingfeng with admiration on his face.

"Master's crossing the river with a reed is also an eye-opener for the poor Taoist!" Qingfeng paced and sat down on the chair, then shook his head slightly and smiled: "However, the poor Taoist's Lai Yunzong is still far behind, and the poor Taoist master's Ti Yunzong is really like a fairy stepping forward, hundreds of feet in an instant."

"Hundreds of feet in an instant?" Master Fangzheng showed surprise on his round face: "I never thought that Master Zhang's martial arts could reach such a state of transforming spirits."

He secretly sighed, even the Sweeping Monk might not be Zhang Sanfeng's opponent.

At this time, the disciples of the Five Sacred Sword Sect had already started a formal competition.

The first one to play was Lao Denuo of the Huashan School, and He Long, one of the thirteen Taibaos of the Songshan School, Fei Bin's eldest disciple.

The two stood on a boulder with their swords in hand, separated by more than ten feet.

"Lao Denuo will definitely lose this battle." Sitting next to Zuo Lengchan, Ling Yun said with a light smile.

"Oh, Master Ling is not familiar with the martial arts of the two of them, how can you tell before they have fought?" Zuo Lengchan looked at Ling Yun, slightly surprised.

Ling Yun picked up the teacup and took a sip, then said calmly, "Sword Qi."

(End of this chapter)