Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 8
"Are you the 'Merry Swordsman' who defeated Junior Brother Yuwen?"

At this moment, a loud voice sounded from behind Ren Qinglian.

Ren Qinglian looked back, and saw that the person speaking was a short and thin middle-aged man with piercing eyes, and it could be seen that his martial arts were not weak.

"You're talking about Yuwentian?" Ren Qinglian said tentatively, thinking of the other party's words.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, noncommittal.

Ren Qinglian finally confirmed that the "Junior Brother Yuwen" this person referred to was Yu Wentian who was drunk by him in Fengyue Pavilion not long ago.

"I don't know how to call you!" Although she didn't know when she defeated Yu Wentian, Ren Qinglian still pretended to be disapproving.

"Hmph, if you don't change your name when you're going, you don't want to change your surname when you sit down. I'm going to send Ge Xiyuan in Kongtong."

At this moment, Ren Qinglian suddenly saw the wooden plaque on this man's waist, and she couldn't help but wondered: "You are the contestant of the Kongtong faction this time? Where is Yu Wentian!?"

Ge Xiyuan looked angry, but thinking that even Yu Wentian was no match for this person, he didn't intend to be bored, so he snorted and said: "Don't think that you beat my junior brother by chance, you are superior to others when you worship Jiange, and you will have your own in the future." Goodbye time!"

Ren Qinglian was taken aback when she heard that, although she didn't know where the difference came from, but after hearing what the other party said, it seemed that she didn't plan to compete with herself today? !
On that day, Yu Wentian found Kasai Yuan with a face of shame to take part in this competition instead of him. At that time, no matter how Kasai Yuan asked him, Yu Wentian kept hemming and hawing, which made Kasai Yuan more sure that Yu Wentian must lose in that battle extremely miserable.Seeing this so-called "Merry Swordsman" with his own eyes now, Ge Xiyuan became more and more certain of his guess, and the fear in his heart grew even deeper.

As for the aura exuded by Ren Qinglian, it can only be said that this romantic swordsman is too insidious, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger all the time.

However, Ren Qinglian was happy to lose a major enemy, that Murong Xuan was a woman, and participating in this martial arts competition was probably sold to the six sects by the Nishang faction, and the rest was only the winner of this scuffle. Your own archenemy.

He does have self-knowledge, he knows that Zhongjie Temple from Shaolin Temple is definitely not something he can challenge now.

Since it is a contest, it is different from fighting in the rivers and lakes after all.

The outcome of the melee was determined by the fact that the martial artist was deprived of his badge. While Ren Qinglian and Ren Qinglian were talking, the number of people on the school martial arts field had been reduced from the initial hundreds to 11.

Ge Xiyuan obviously knew the rules of the martial arts competition a long time ago, which can be seen from the moment he came to this school's martial arts field.

This undoubtedly made Ren Qinglian hate that old white fox. Not only did she not tell herself anything about the rules of the competition in advance, but she was woken up from the warm bed early in the morning. You know, Chang'an in September , the weather has begun to cool down.

But complaints are nothing but complaints, being able to witness the melee of these warriors is a small gain for Ren Qinglian.

Ge Xiyuan came to Ren Qinglian only because he was upset, and by the way, he conceded in private first, so as not to be embarrassed when he conceded in person in the competition later.

At this time, seeing Ren Qinglian paying so much attention to these scumbags of combat power, she couldn't help but feel a little disdainful, and said with a sneer, "It's all secular martial arts, just a Bingzhou 'whirlwind knife' Tongguan can look like a flock of cranes !"

It was the first time Ren Qinglian saw these so-called Jianghu masters gesticulating, she was naturally very excited, and she just smiled when she heard Ge Xiyuan's words, "The one who wielded the Mo knife turned out to be the 'Whirlwind Saber' Tong Guan?"

Gen Kasai froze, it seemed that he was far worse than this flamboyant swordsman compared to being arrogant.

Ren Qinglian didn't know that her casual words would be regarded as defiant by Ge Xiyuan, and continued: "I don't know how Brother Ge compares with this 'Whirlwind Knife'?"

"Of course it's better!" It's about the face of the Kongtong faction, although in Kasai Yuan's mind, the two sides are only at odds, but he still said with confidence.

Although Ren Qinglian has made a slight breakthrough in martial arts, her vision is too shallow after all. In his opinion, the martial arts contests in the school martial arts are all extremely splendid martial arts, but as for the superiority, he can't quite understand.Seeing Ge Xiyuan's serious face, he didn't doubt it, but said: "I don't think so!"

Gen Kasai was furious, and was about to speak, when the competition on the field came to the last moment.

Seeing the "whirlwind knife" Tong Guan make a Mo knife like a slender hand, fast, accurate, strange, clear, it seems slow but really fast, Ren Qinglian was dazzled by the sight, and couldn't help but burst into applause.

He saw that the child's crown had brushed the Quchi acupoint on the elbow of one of them with the long back of the Mo knife.

The man felt numb all over his body, Tong Guan's five fingers had already grabbed his waist.

At the same time, Tong Guan flickered slightly, Mo Dao swirled, and hit another person's Quchi acupoint again, and repeated the same trick to take away the opponent's waist card.

So again and again, the Mo Dao was danced by him like a whirlwind, and there were muffled groans in the field, and six people had already fallen out of the battle ring, and the wooden cards on their bodies were firmly grasped by the opponent.

The remaining four people gritted their teeth and raised their swords to attack, Tong Guan laughed, Mo Dao suddenly landed on top of the four swords, the four people immediately felt a knife like a dagger, piercing their hands with invisible and qualitative cold force, and immediately gave up He took out the sword, fell to the ground, and used his kung fu to resist.

It's not that their internal strength is weak, in fact, the remaining 11 people are second-rate masters, and the difference in internal strength between them is not obvious, but Tong Guan condensed the cold energy into their veins, They were caught off guard.

With the outcome already announced, Ge Xiyuan opened his mouth, and the original five-fifth calculation in his heart was already a little bit drummed at this time.

The second round of the competition will be held after a stick of incense. Ren Qinglian and the others need to put their waist tags into a sealed wooden box kept by the eunuch, and then the four adults on the stage will draw four people from it. Two groups compete, and the remaining one directly advances to the third round of competition.

Ren Qinglian prayed from the bottom of her heart, hoping to make herself one of those byes.It's just that the gods and Buddhas of the gods did not answer the prayer of him, an outsider.

The results came out, the second round of competition was Ren Qinglian against Murong Xuan, Ge Xiyuan against Tong Guan, Shaolin Temple's Zhong Jiean had a bye, and directly advanced to the next round of competition.

On the high platform, Catcher Xing said with a smile on his face: "It seems that Shaolin Temple will not come out to bully people in the second round!"

"Captain Xing, did you do something wrong?" The skinny general asked with a strange expression on his face.

"That's not true. The four of us took out this waist card together. How can we hide from General Li what we are going to do." Catcher Xing laughed loudly, and turned his attention to the person he had chosen— —Ren Qinglian.

It's not that he didn't do anything wrong, with Xing Tutou's martial arts, he could figure out the name engraved on the waist card in a very short period of time!
(End of this chapter)