C37 The Martial Meeting Begins
C37 The Martial Meeting Begins
"Zinuo..." Zheng Zizhou was also slightly happy when he heard this. The two of them looked at each other and nodded. Seeing that the scene had quieted down, they sat down and did not say anything. They just looked at each other, unwilling to leave each other.
Wang Qing, on the other hand, was watching coldly from the sidelines. He looked at the two brothers and sneered in his heart. He thought to himself that if he encountered them in the Martial Dao Competition this time, he would definitely beat them until they were crippled.
Not long after that, Sect Master and Tao Wuyang from the Hidden Spirit Sect spoke on the platform. First, they introduced the leaders of the other three major sects in a grand manner, followed by a long speech. Zheng Zinuo had no interest in these things, and he didn't pay attention to them. He only heard that there were forty-two people from the four great sects participating in this Martial Meeting, and that there was a one-time elimination system in this martial competition. The order of the participants would be decided by drawing lots, as well as the order of the participants. Moreover, the top three participants who obtained the final victory would also receive rewards and other rewards.
After about an hour or so, the topic finally entered the main topic. 42 participants left the arena and headed towards the platform to draw lots.
After a while, the contestants returned to their respective areas.
"Senior Sister, what's your number? Do you know who your opponent is?" When Feng Ziyan returned, Zheng Zinuo impatiently asked.
"I am number eight, and the opponent is number seven, but I still don't know who it is." Feng Ziyan shook her head and replied nervously. After all, this was the first time in her life that a large-scale martial arts competition was held.
"Oh, do your best, senior sister, do your best, junior sister!" Everyone encouraged her. Zheng Zinuo turned his head and looked at Zheng Zizhou who was not far away. He thought to himself, I don't know what number my brother is. I hope it's not number 7.
"Senior brother Wu is number 2. Doesn't that mean he is about to go on stage?" A disciple of Fire Peak called out. There were a total of three disciples in Fire Peak this time. Two of them, Zheng Zinuo, knew, were Wuh Ziyu and Wang Qing who had fought with him the other day. The one who drew number two in his hand was the Wuh Ziyu who had been knocked back by him with a single strike.
"Senior sister, you are number 20. I might not be able to see your performance until tomorrow." Just as Zheng Zinuo was in a trance, a voice came from the Water Ridge Peak on the right side. This time, there was only one person who registered for the Water Ridge Peak, and that was Qianxun.
Looking enviously at the contestants around him, Zheng Zinuo also felt a little depressed. Why didn't his master allow him to participate? Otherwise, he would be able to show off his skills. What he didn't know was that Feng Qingyun clearly saw this point of Zheng Zinuo, so he didn't let him go on the stage.
After a short while, the scene quieted down once again. Two people walked down from the platform and arrived at the center of the platform. Both of them looked unfamiliar. Obviously, they weren't from the Hidden Spirit Sect, but the leaders of the other three major sects.
After arriving at the platform, the man on the left swept his eyes across the crowd and said, "The four major sects' Friendship Martial Meeting will begin now. Let's welcome the number one contestant, Zheng Zizhou from the Hidden Spirit Sect, and number two contestant, Wuh Ziyu from the Hidden Spirit Sect, to come on stage."
The competition also had rules for the judges. In order to prevent the judges from favoring others, they had to be careful. Thus, the method of changing the referees was to avoid the sects of the competitors. If one of the two contestants was from the Hidden Spirit Sect, and the other was from the Vast Heaven Sect... They had to choose the judges from the other two sects. Both of them were from the Hidden Spirit Sect, so the judge only needed to be from the other three sects.
"Eh? Big brother is number one!" Zheng Zinuo was slightly shocked when he heard that. He looked at Zheng Zizhou who was not far away. Zheng Zizhou was also looking at him and nodded at him.
"Do your best, big brother!" Zheng Zinuo said without hesitation, causing the Fire Peak disciples beside him to become angry.
"Junior brother Wu, that man's cultivation is not bad. You should be careful, do you know that?" Wang Qing reminded him, then raised his middle finger at Zheng Zinuo provocatively.
The two of them came to the high platform one after another, about five meters away from each other. They bowed slightly and then the two foreign referees retreated to the side of the high platform. They nodded to each other and the competition began immediately after the order was given.
"Please, Junior Brother Zheng!" Wuh Ziyu waved his hand, looking very elegant.
"Alright!" Zheng Zizhou did not say much, nor did he show any politeness. The blue martial soul responded and flew out.
"Wah... blue martial soul!" The surrounding audience immediately cried out in alarm.
Wuh Ziyu's pupils also shrunk. Although he knew that his opponent was stronger than him, when his opponent released the martial soul and released a powerful soul power, he still couldn't help but be shocked.
"A level twenty martial master? How... How is this possible?" Wuh Ziyu was shocked as he saw the vast soul power of his opponent. He was originally full of confidence, but he couldn't muster up any strength, and his legs felt weak. He even forgot to summon the martial soul out of his body.
One must know that he only managed to increase his soul force by one rank in over half a year, and now he reached the cultivation of a rank 16 warrior at the age of twelve. This was already considered a very impressive result. At the level of a warrior and above, Usually, he would only be able to advance one level after half a year, and this required him to have better talent. For someone like Zheng Zizhou, who was only eleven years old and had already reached the level of a level 20 martial master... He could already be considered a top genius.
"What?" Liang Youming, who was standing on the platform, couldn't help but lose his composure when he saw Zheng Zizhou's strength, which was as strong as a twenty grade Martial Master Cultivation.
"Hehe... Zizhou is the most talented kid that I have met in so many years as a Peak Lord, and he is also the one who is most willing to endure hardship and cultivate. This kid's future is limitless!" Seeing the expressions of the crowd, Wan Qianjun smiled complacently.
The others looked at each other in shock. He had reached the level of a level 20 martial master at the age of 11. This was truly inconceivable. If nothing went wrong, his future would be limitless.
Only Feng Qingyun only smiled and was not too shocked. His little disciple, Zheng Zinuo, had reached the level of a level ten martial artist at the age of eight, and was even a black martial soul. If it wasn't for him sealing his soul power, his cultivation would probably be even higher now. It wouldn't be a problem for him to reach the level of a level 20 martial master when he was eleven years old.
Moreover, it was taboo to be greedy and advance in martial arts. As the saying went, if you wanted to be quick, you wouldn't be able to achieve it. One could only blindly seek speed in the end, and could only follow in Gong Cheng's footsteps. The most important thing for a young martial artist to cultivate was to lay a solid foundation. Training one's physique was like building a tall building. Only the foundation was more stable. The higher the floor was built, the faster the foundation would be built. Even though the speed was fast, the effect could be seen in a short period of time. However, it was not good for future cultivation.
Feng Qingyun looked at the smug Wan Qianjun beside him and didn't say anything. Because he knew what he understood. There was no reason for these experts to not know about it. It was just that they had never experienced something like this, and didn't know how to teach an extremely talented disciple. In the end, it caused him to go berserk. How much pain was that?
Feng Qingyun sighed in his heart. He secretly prayed that Zheng Zizhou wouldn't be like Gong Cheng. He had stepped into an irrecoverable situation. After all, he was the elder brother of his beloved disciple. Thinking of this, he felt that it was necessary to tell Zheng Zinuo about it. He wanted him to point out his brother from the side.
"Senior disciple Wu, be careful!" The shocked voices of the surrounding audience did not affect Zheng Zizhou at all. He only heard a light shout. The orange colored martial art, the Flower Crossing Willow Steps, was used in an instant. With a swoosh, it approached Wuh Ziyu. Its speed seemed to be very slow. However, his body was as light as a swallow. His movements were graceful, making people unable to understand him.
The Flower Piercing Willow Step was a movement technique that was slightly more profound than the Yu's Step. It could instantly increase one's speed by 200%. It was a movement technique that a martial cultivator would normally learn after reaching the level of a warrior.
"Bang..." A very simple and basic attack technique of a red martial artist - Mountain Splitting Palm - attacked Wuh Ziyu's chest.
Mountain Splitting Stone Palm, as the name implied, was an attack technique that could split open mountains and shatter rocks. It was able to unleash 110% of one's original attack power within a short period of time with the foundation of one's soul power. If a person used Mountain Splitting Palm with 10% of his soul power, then his attack power would be equivalent to that of a level 11 soul power.
When Wuh Ziyu saw Zheng Zizhou's attack, he immediately took three steps back. The green martial soul was instantly pulled out of his body, and he fought back with all his might. However, his reaction was still not as fast as Zheng Zizhou, who had used the Flower Piercing Willow Step. It was more than a slap slower.
He only had time to use all of his soul power to gather on his arms, and defend against Zheng Zizhou's incoming palm.
"Dong..." A muffled sound was heard. Wuh Ziyu felt a huge impact coming from his arms. Then his legs uncontrollably separated from the ground, and his body also rose into the air. He flew backwards and fell more than three meters away before he heavily fell to the ground. He slid more than one meter before stopping. The martial soul also disappeared.
"So powerful!"
"So powerful!!" Everyone exclaimed.
"Yay! Yay! Big brother is too amazing!" Zheng Zinuo was the most excited amongst the group.
Of course, Liang Youming and his group of disciples from Fire Peak had yellow expressions on their faces. Their heads were hanging low, and they looked very depressed.
"You have lost. Give up!" Zheng Zizhou didn't continue to attack. He only said a simple sentence. With his hands behind his back, he looked at Wuh Ziyu who was still lying on the ground.
According to the rules of the competition, friendship was first and martial arts was second. No one was allowed to injure or kill the other party. If one side admitted defeat or fell out of the high platform, it would be considered a loss. Moreover, no weapons, hidden weapons, or poison were allowed in the competition. It was a competition based on one's own cultivation base. This was also the best way to test a person's cultivation base.
"Sigh..." Shaking his head, Wuh Ziyu rubbed his chest that was in pain. He forced himself to stand up. His expression was desolate to the extreme. He said with difficulty in a low voice, "I... admit defeat."
The absolute difference in strength did not allow him to not admit defeat. He knew that even if he used all his strength, It was also impossible for him to defeat Zheng Zizhou, who was several levels higher than him, so he could only helplessly retreat. After all, they were from the same sect, so it was not too shameful.
"My brother is amazing, right? My brother is amazing, right? Haha..." Seeing Zheng Zizhou's victorious return, Zheng Zinuo felt as if he had won the battle. He was extremely excited and started showing off to his senior brothers beside him.
"En, he's really powerful. He's so handsome!" Feng Ziyan echoed him and also had a look of admiration on her face.
"Of course." Zheng Zinuo smiled and said. After which, he raised his pinky to Wang Qing and the others, who were beside him, whose faces were filled with depression. This caused them to become furious once again.
"Zinuo, don't go too far. You are worried that your master will spank you when he goes back." Yurong did not know whether to laugh or cry. She usually saw Zheng Zinuo being gentle and obedient. But today, she seemed to have become a different person. She became much more mischievous and lively.
As a woman who had a child, she did not want to see Zheng Zinuo who usually had a lot on his mind. He hid everything in his heart, but today, Zheng Zinuo truly showed the liveliness that he should have at his age.
"Oh, got it." Feeling complacent, Zheng Zinuo realized that he had gone overboard today. Hearing Mistress's reminder, he hurriedly restrained himself.
The second round of the competition began. The disciples of the Vast Heaven Sect and the Profound Nether Palace were on the stage. Both of them were around twelve years old, and their cultivation bases were similar. Moreover, they were both gifted with green martial soul.
The battle was evenly matched, and both of them were equally matched. They continued to fight for the time of one hourglass, and in the end, the Profound Nether Palace won the competition with a slight advantage.
The third round followed closely behind. The one who went on stage was a fourth generation disciple of the Hidden Spirit Sect's Heaven Rising Peak, and his opponent was a young girl from the Yang Liu Sect.
The young lady was slightly older than him. Her talent in martial soul was blue, and her soul power was more than a level higher than her opponent's. Hence, there was no suspense in this battle, and the Yang Liu Sect easily won.