At the venue of the Martial Arts Conference.
The Eight Trigrams School's disciples took their seats. The outermost area of the venue had been specially reserved for them. Rao Aimin led her junior brothers and sisters over to that area. The moment she sat down, Rao Aimin calmly closed her eyes, as though she was preparing for the upcoming match. None of the Eight Trigrams School's disciples disturbed her.
Everyone was well aware of the purpose of today's conference, so the Eight Trigrams School's area was also the focus of attention. Many people would glance at them from time to time. Secondly, they were very curious about the legendary grandmaster of the Chinese martial arts world, Rao Aimin. The Zhou Family Style School's disciples and martial arts masters had cold and hateful looks in their eyes. They did not avoid giving the Eight Trigrams School's disciples vicious looks. Some of the Zhou Family Style School's martial arts masters clearly had old injuries on their bodies. They were not caused by yesterday's fight, but were clearly caused by Rao Aimin — all of the Zhou Family Style School's martial arts schools and schools across the country had almost been wiped out by Rao Aimin in the past half a year!
The performance was still ongoing.
Next up was the Wudang Sect.
Then the Qingcheng Sect.
Then the Nanwudang Sect.
The Xingyi Fist Sect.
Next up was a small sect called the Flying Heaven Sect.
And so on.
Finally, it was time for the Zhou Family Style School's disciples to come out as the finale.
An hour later, the performance ended.
An official from the organizer, the National Martial Arts Association, walked into the ring and picked up the microphone to say, "Thank you to each sect for your wonderful performances. Next up, we will officially proceed to the second segment, a free sparring session. Just like the previous years, the outcome of the martial arts competition will be determined by your own ability, but remember not to overdo it. The competition will be split into ten areas. The challenger can name the opponent they wish to challenge, but the challenged can choose not to accept the challenge. The on-site referees will be handled by professionals from the National Martial Arts Association."
It was finally the crucial segment!
When everyone present heard that, they perked up!
This segment was a "regulated event" every year. Most of the grudges between sects, factional disputes, and personal grudges would be carried out in this setting. There were many sects in the Chinese martial arts world, so it was naturally impossible for them to all be united. There were countless personal grudges, so they naturally had to be resolved in a proper setting. Large-scale vicious fights between sects in private was absolutely not allowed in the Chinese martial arts world. After all, they were already a society governed by the law. Of course, there were also those who had other motives for participating in the martial arts competition. For example, some of the newcomers of the Chinese martial arts world who wanted to make a name for themselves in a single match. This was naturally the best stage for them to do so. There were also some experts who were confident in their own abilities. This was also a good opportunity for them to make a name for themselves!
As soon as he finished speaking, someone stepped forward.
They were from Southern Wudang!
The middle-aged master stood up and cupped his fists. "I am Liu Qing of the Southern Wudang Sect. I would like to challenge the Wudang Sect's Vice Sect Leader, He Yanqing. Does Vice Sect Leader He dare to accept the challenge?"
The vice leader of the WuTang Clan sneered. "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
The person from NMAU Dang extended his hand. "Please!"
"Please!" The Wudang Sect's Vice Sect Leader stepped onto the stage.
The feud between the Wudang Clan and the South Wudang Clan had been going on for a long time. Every year during the martial arts exchange meet, they would spar a few times, so no one was surprised.
On the other side, more and more people stepped forward.
"Li Xiaonian of the Qingcheng Sect challenges the eminent monk of the Shaolin Temple!"
"Who are you challenging?"
"Whatever!"
"What an arrogant tone. Then, this old monk will test you!"
"Please!"
"Thanks for letting me win!"
…
"I'm the non-affiliate Cao Liwei. Zhou Yunian, do you dare to spar with me?"
"Haha, what's there to be afraid of?"
"Bring it on then!"
"Let's go!"
"We must determine a victor today!"
…
"I'm just a newcomer non-affiliate challenging various heroes. Do you have any advice for me?"
"I'll do it!"
"Thank you for your advice."
"Don't mention it. Let's see what we're really capable of."
"Alright!"
"Please!"
…
In the blink of an eye, nine of the ten designated fighting areas had already been occupied. There was only one empty spot left. For a while, no one said anything.
A moment later.
Finally, someone spoke up.
Zhang Ye felt a sharp gaze from the crowd not too far away on him. He looked up and saw a familiar figure.
The Zhou Family Style School's Fourth Bro Zhou!
He saw Fourth Bro Zhou looking at him provocatively. "Non-affiliate Chen Zhen, do you dare to exchange a few moves with me?" After returning home yesterday, Fourth Bro Zhou had also figured it out. He had only said a few words during the meal, so how did the group of people end up in such a state? This was clearly instigated by that non-affiliate Chen Zhen. That mouth of his was simply too vicious. He had really turned black into white. After Fourth Bro Zhou had been scolded by the elders in the dojo yesterday, he had been suppressing his anger. As such, he immediately pointed the finger at Chen Zhen, the leader of the non-affiliates and small sects from last night.
The non-affiliates and small sects were also taken aback.
Liu Yiquan's expression changed slightly. He hurriedly said, "Bro Chen, this Fourth Bro Zhou might not be the best among this generation of the Zhou Family Style's disciples, but he's definitely above average. He's an expert!"
Li Quanneng immediately said, "Be careful!"
He Badao also said worriedly, "If you can't do it, then don't!"
Yesterday, everyone had witnessed Zhang Ye's martial arts level and did not think highly of him.
But to their surprise, Zhang Ye smiled and said, "He's already called out by name, so how can I not fight? Fourth Bro Zhou tried to bully us non-affiliates and small sects yesterday. But when we resisted, he still has the cheek to challenge us today? Are we going to shoot the bird that sticks out? If I don't fight, wouldn't that make them even more arrogant in the future! Wouldn't that be telling them that we're afraid? I must fight today no matter what! Even if I can't beat him, I must at least take a bite or two out of him! We mustn't lose the dignity of us non-affiliates and small sects! We mustn't let the large sects think that we're pushovers! "
When the people around them heard that, they all started cheering!
Zhang Ye's words also stirred up the crowd. They felt that Zhang Ye's image had instantly grown a lot bigger!
"Well said!"
"Bro Chen! Well done! "
"Motherfucker, idiots!"
"Right, we're not pushovers!"
"For our dignity! Fight! "
"Bro Chen, you can do it!"
"You can do it!"
"Kill Fourth Bro Zhou!"
"Kill that shameless bastard!"
"Kill that despicable person who bullies the weak and fears the strong!"
"Challenge me if you can! What's so great about bullying a newcomer like Bro Chen! "
"Fuck! Shameless! "
Listening to the shouting, Fourth Bro Zhou nearly fainted from anger. Fuck your grandpa! What the fuck did I say? I only fucking asked you if you dared to exchange a few blows with me! What the fuck? Did I become a shameless bastard? What the fuck? Did I become a despicable person? Surnamed Chen, you're really lacking in virtue! Your mouth is so wicked that it's oozing pus! I'll make sure you go home lying down today! Otherwise, I won't be called Fourth Bro Zhou!
Fourth Bro Zhou was furious!
The Zhou Family Style School's disciples were also waving their flags and shouting!
"Fourth Senior Bro, you can do it!"
"Get him!"
"This Chen Zhen is too infuriating!"
Fourth Bro Zhou and Zhang Ye stepped forward and walked over to the 10th fighting area. This was not the main fighting ring that was constructed from wooden frames. Instead, it was an area that was demarcated with a 10-meter by 10-meter boundary.
The organizer's referee allowed the two of them to enter the ring and said, "Let me reiterate, don't go too far until a victor is decided."
Fourth Bro Zhou nodded hatefully.
Zhang Ye said, "Understood."
The referee asked, "Do both parties need weapons? If both parties need one, you may choose. "
Fourth Bro Zhou looked at Zhang Ye. "I need one. What about you?"
Zhang Ye casually said, "Then I'll use it too."
The referee pointed. "The weapon is over there."
The weapons on the weapon rack were all unsharpened.
Fourth Bro Zhou already had a target in mind. He went over and picked up a sword. After testing it out, he switched to another one. Only then was he satisfied. Carrying the sword, he returned to the dueling area.
However, Zhang Ye did not go in that direction. Under the stunned gazes of the referee and everyone else, he looked left and right. Finally, his eyes lit up and he walked about 20 meters away. From a corner on the hilltop, he found a brick and held it in his hand. Satisfied, he returned to the arena.
The referee was stunned. "This is your weapon?"
Zhang Ye nodded. "Yes."
The referee was dumbfounded. "Are you sure you've made your decision?"
"I'm sure," Zhang Ye said.
Fourth Bro Zhou's eyelids twitched. He was so angry that he felt insulted.
However, the non-affiliates and people from the small sects did not think much of it. They had already seen Brother Chen Zhen's brick techniques yesterday. His main weapon of attack … seemed to be in this direction.
"Chen Zhen, all the best!"
"Chen Zhen, all the best!"
"Brother Chen, kill him!"
Countless people were cheering for Zhang Ye!
Some of the duels had already started. A lot of people's attention was focused on the other nine areas. When they heard the cheers, everyone's attention was drawn over. When they saw that one of the dueling sides was actually wielding a brick, many of the martial artists who had just arrived today were a little dumbfounded!
What kind of weapon was that?
Fuck, why was it a brick?
The Eight Trigrams School's disciples also looked over!
"Chen Zhen?" a junior sister said.
Fifth Senior Sister Song Jiao said in surprise, "That's that Chen Zhen?"
Sixth Senior Brother Xu Fan was stunned. "Damn, he's really using a brick?"
Ninth Senior Brother Zhao Yunlong was speechless.
One of the junior brothers exclaimed, "Is that really his weapon?"
Song Jiao asked, "Little Junior Bro, is that him?"
But Lu Yuhu was a little taken aback. "I think so."
"What's the matter?" Song Jiao asked curiously.
Lu Yuhu said suspiciously, "Nothing much. I just feel that the person wearing the sunglasses looks a little familiar. Well, it might just be my imagination."
Rao Aimin was still resting with her eyes closed. She did not pay attention to these small fights.
Over there, the duels were about to begin.
The referee said, "Are you all ready?"
Fourth Bro Zhou stared at Zhang Ye. "I'm ready!"
Zhang Ye said calmly, "I'm ready too."
"Alright." The referee stretched out his hand and gestured downward. "Begin!"
Saying that, the referee retreated to the side.
Due to the rules of the Chinese martial arts world, Fourth Bro Zhou placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and gave a fist and palm salute. "Thank you for letting me win!"
Across from him, Zhang Ye also gave a fist and palm salute. "Thank you for letting me win."
However, the outcome of a battle could sometimes be decided so quickly!
Just as the two of them finished speaking, Fourth Bro Zhou flipped the hilt of his sword. But before he could steady his grip on the sword, he was shocked to see a red object flying towards him!
It was a brick!
Zhang Ye had shamelessly given his move such a resounding name. He shouted, "Take my flying brick from outer space!"
This kind of move was just a small trick. Fourth Bro Zhou thought that he could dodge it. After all, when one reached the realm of an expert, their reaction speed and agility were much higher. Even if it were a hidden weapon expert, Fourth Bro Zhou was confident that he could dodge a flying knife, much less such a large brick. But when he turned his body sideways to dodge it, he realized that he was wrong!
There was no way he could dodge it!
The brick was coming at him too quickly!
It was so fast that he could only hear the whistling sound of the wind as the brick whizzed towards his face. All Fourth Bro Zhou could do was avoid the bridge of his nose and tilt his head a little. But the brick still hit him squarely on the left side of his face!
"Ah!" Fourth Bro Zhou cried out in pain. His entire face seemed to have sunk in. His entire body tilted sideways and he fell to the ground on his back!
Many people were shocked!
This!
What kind of speed was that?
What kind of strength was that??
"You used a hidden weapon!" Fourth Bro Zhou roared angrily. He wanted to get up and fight him.
But before he could get up, the shadow of a fist was already coming at him!
Pfft! It landed on Fourth Bro Zhou's face again!
The force was too great. Fourth Bro Zhou's entire body was thrown to the ground once again. With a loud bang, he smashed into the ground with a heavy thud. Just from the sound, one could tell how heavy the punch was!
The bruised and swollen Fourth Bro Zhou had been beaten senseless!
With a brick and a punch, he had already lost the ability to fight!
Zhang Ye did not even use any of his moves and only relied on his body's basic physical fitness! This was what Chinese martial arts were like. It was not like what was shown in the novels or movies where a battle of a thousand rounds was easily fought. This was something that would never happen. A hundred rounds was already an incredible feat, and that would only happen when it was a duel between experts. In a typical arena match, a single punch or kick or two or three moves could determine the winner. Why would it take hundreds of rounds?
The referee was also stunned. As everything had happened too quickly, he only managed to react in time. He hurriedly rushed over and shouted, "Stop, stop!" Then he looked at Fourth Bro Zhou lying on the ground and announced, "The winner is the non-affiliate, Chen Zhen!"
The Zhou Family Style School's disciples were all furious!
The non-affiliates and small sects' disciples raised their arms and cheered!
"Great!"
"Well fought!"
"Great fist technique!"
"Great brick technique!"
"Old Bro Chen's brick technique has improved again!"
"Beat up that shameless bastard!"
"Beat up that despicable scumbag!"
"Hahaha, how satisfying! Well fought! "
"The wicked will be punished!"
Liu Yiquan, Liu Yizhang, Li Quanneng, and a few other people who were close to Zhang Ye were the loudest in their cheers!
Chenchen was also looking at Zhang Ye in disbelief. She did not expect that Zhang Ye would suddenly become so powerful!
Under the cheers of the crowd, Zhang Ye clasped his hands in thanks as he came down from the stage with a smile. "Thank you, thank you. Luckily, I did not disappoint you and let the scumbag have his way!"
"Bro Chen, well done!"
"How satisfying!"
"The scumbag will surely lose!"
"Evil will never prevail over good! Evil will never prevail over good! "
When Fourth Bro Zhou, who was lying on the ground, heard that, he nearly vomited blood. He was so angry that he was dumbfounded. It was clearly this Chen guy who had launched a sneak attack right from the start! He even shamelessly threw a "hidden weapon" at him to smack his face!
But in the end?
Call me despicable?
Call me shameless?
Call me a scumbag?
F * ck your grandma!
Don't you people have any shame!?
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