The Yin Family's low-key carriage finally arrived at Bianliang City one day before the Martial Arts Circle Tournament.
The Yin Family's mansion was crowded with people. When they saw the familiar carriage, most of them cried tears of joy. Although 90% of the guards were dead, it was enough that the young lady of the Yin Family returned safely.
There were also some whose expressions were incomparably gloomy. Without exception, all of these people were members of the Yin Clan's second branch. They were led by Yin He's younger brother, Yin Rong, and they'd always strongly opposed Yin Tianer becoming the next Patriarch. Because of this, they didn't hesitate to conspire with Xu Zhantang, but unfortunately, they failed at the last moment.
Yin Rong's plan was quite vicious. As long as Yin Tian 'er was taken away by Young Master Xu, even if she was sent back later, Yin Tian' er would never be able to become the head of the Yin Family again.
He thought that with Young Master Xu's ability, this plan would work. However, things did not go as he wished. Not only did Yin Tian 'er return safely, but she also looked at him indifferently without saying a word the moment she got off the carriage.
"Ahem, God bless the Yin Family. Tian 'er, niece, you finally …"
"Tian 'er doesn't deserve to be called niece." The expressionless Yin Tian 'er walked past Yin Rong like a gust of wind and said something that made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave. "Give up all your power in the Yin Family. Otherwise, I'll tell everything that happened to the Clan Elder Council, and you'll be kicked out of the family!"
The Yin Family's mansion was huge. It took them half an hour to walk from the mansion to Yin Tian 'er's boudoir. Downstairs, Yin Tian' er turned around and bowed deeply to Elder Gong. She said respectfully, "Grandpa, you've worked hard these days. You don't have to worry about me anymore. Otherwise, I'll feel guilty."
Elder Gong watched with a worried expression as Tian 'er went up the stairs. Only then did he sigh to Yin He beside him, "Silly girl, I wonder when this ill-fated relationship will be severed."
"Humph, I don't believe that guy has the guts to ignore me!" Yin He said angrily. Then, he said, "Elder Gong, go back and rest. You still have to host the martial arts competition the day after tomorrow."
The Kingdom of Song's Martial Arts Competition was held every five years. It was held in thirty-six major cities almost at the same time. The top five in the Brute Force State of each city would go to Bianliang City to participate in the final competition.
As for the Inner Qi Realm, due to various reasons, it would not be held in other big cities. Inner Qi Realm experts who wanted to participate had to go to Bianliang personally.
In fact, the biggest attraction of the Martial Arts Circle Tournament was not the level of Inner Qi. After all, except for Bianliang City and the three sects, the warriors in the level of Inner Qi in other places were all overlords. No one dared to participate in the tournament. Therefore, few warriors in the level of Inner Qi participated in the previous tournaments.
Even if they were just participating in the tournament for fun, they were all rather famous people. Even if they fought in public, they would not be able to shamelessly pester others and use underhanded methods. That was why the protagonists of martial arts competitions were always in the Brute Force Realm.
The top five of the thirty-six cities would be escorted by the Garrison Mansion of each city, and they would be managed after they arrived at Bianliang. When the Brute Force Competition began in Bianliang City, these one hundred and eighty people would skip the preliminaries and enter the official competition.
The reason for this arrangement was that there were too many warriors in Bianliang City. If Bianliang City also held a preliminaries to select the top five, the top five in the other thirty-five cities would not be able to compete at all. It would also be unfair to the other warriors in the Brute Force Realm in Bianliang City. After all, in terms of strength, even if they were in the same realm, the elites in Bianliang City were much stronger than those in other cities.
Xie Tian was waiting in line to register in this bustling army.
Beside him, Boss Jia was still in a daze. After a long time, he poked Xie Tian and asked blankly, "You, you really want to participate?"
"Yes."
Boss Jia blinked. He was about to say something meaningful, but it turned into a long sigh. "It's good for young people to see the world, but you have to know when to stop. Remember, if you can't win the competition, admit defeat immediately. Don't get hurt. The warriors in Bianliang City have always been sinister. In this kind of situation, there are bound to be people with broken arms and legs. "
After waiting in line for more than four hours, Xie Tian finally arrived at the registration point. He told his name and lied about his age. Even so, a seventeen-year-old Brute Force Realm Level Eight surprised the registration officer. In the end, he received a wooden plate with only a number on it. If he could advance after eight preliminaries, he would be qualified to get an iron plate with his name engraved on it.
Putting the wooden plate in his pocket, Xie Tian and Boss Jia were about to leave when someone suddenly shouted, "Young … Master Xie!"
Xie Tian looked in the direction of the voice and saw an excited Chen Qin standing under the eaves not far away, waving at him. After pondering for a while, Xie Tian shook his head slightly and left the registration venue with Boss Jia.
"Young Master Qin, why didn't Xie Tian come over when he saw you?" Chen Qiang couldn't help but stop and ask in confusion.
Chen Qin thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps he also knows what Xie Changyong has done. If he meets with us now, we will inevitably be implicated. However, that matter is too important. I want to tell him as soon as possible."
Chen Qiang was silent for a while and said quietly, "Young Master Qin, I want to go find Xie Tian."
"No." Chen Qin hurriedly advised, "Xie Tian has already signed up for the Martial Arts Circle Competition. You will definitely have a chance to meet him tomorrow. Besides, now that half a month has passed, even if his cultivation is one level lower than mine, it is still higher than yours. You won't be able to help much even if you go there."
Chen Qin's appearance surprised Xie Tian. He also saw Chen Qiang. Although his right hand hadn't fully recovered, it was only a matter of time. It seemed that the Chen family knew the drawbacks of the Overlord Fist and took good care of Chen Qiang.
Because the preliminaries would officially start the next day, Boss Jia unexpectedly didn't let Xie Tian cook. He went to the restaurant to buy a few good dishes and returned to the inner court to have a sumptuous meal.
After eating, Boss Jia stared at Xie Tian blankly and didn't say anything. Xie Tian felt a little uncomfortable being stared at and asked, "What do you want to say?"
"I want to say that you have never called me Boss Jia."
Boss Jia sighed and said, "But I don't blame you. Everyone has dreams when they are young. Tomorrow, you will have a chance to achieve your dreams. But let me say this first. Tonight, for you, I will close the shop. But after the first round ends tomorrow, you better focus and roll the dice for me. I won't mistreat you."
Xie Tian was about to nod when he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He said, "I heard that the Brute Force Competition will last for half a month …"
What he meant was that he had to fight for half a month, but Boss Jia didn't sound like it.
Boss Jia didn't know how awesome Xie Tian was. Even if Xie Tian suddenly showed his prowess last night and punished the gamblers who caused trouble, the gamblers were only at the second or third level of the Brute Force Realm.
On a higher level, he thought that Xie Tian's cultivation was at most at the fourth level of the Brute Force Realm. With this cultivation, he couldn't even be a nameless thug in the streets. Wouldn't he be blasted off the stage in the blink of an eye?
Therefore, Boss Jia thought that what Xie Tian said was that he wanted to watch the competition for half a month. How could he do that? You have a dream, I have a dream too!
"Damn it, you even know how to take advantage of me!" Boss Jia was angry and amused at the same time. He wanted to give Xie Tian a slap on the head, but then he remembered that he was at the zero level of the Brute Force Realm. He lectured earnestly, "The most important thing is to be realistic. If I didn't take you in, would you be able to eat now?"
Thinking of the nine gold notes in his pocket, Xie Tian rubbed his nose.
"See, that's why I said that on the basis of having a full meal, you can chase after your dreams." Boss Jia said with a sad face, "But the landlord doesn't have any surplus food. Don't look at the hundred taels of silver I earned last night. If I want to do that big thing, this amount of silver won't even be enough to cover the cost. How can I afford to eat?"
"What are you going to do?" Xie Tian couldn't help but ask.
Boss Jia stood up with a whoosh and said in high spirits, "Hmph, my father named me Boss Jia because he hoped that I would become a real boss in this life! I've decided to take advantage of this Martial Arts World Competition to set up a bet. With my wisdom and understanding of the warriors in Bianliang City, I will definitely make a lot of money and make my name, Boss Jia, famous in Bianliang City! "
Xie Tian just found out that Boss Jia's real name was Boss Jia. He couldn't help but find it funny. He thought for a while and said, "Let's talk about it after the competition tomorrow. It won't affect the casino's business."
"Hey, hey, hey, put away the chopsticks and bowls before you come in!" Seeing that Xie Tian ran away after saying that, Boss Jia was so angry that he kept shouting, "Damn it, I'm the boss. Am I too kind to let a boss like me do the dishes? Sigh, I was born with a rich and benevolent life. I can't help it …"
Although he was full of confidence, Xie Tian didn't dare to look down on the people in the world. After calming down, he began to practice the first eight sets of martial arts.
Time passed quickly in Xie Tian's obsessive practice. When the rooster next door crowed a few times, Xie Tian, covered in sweat, opened the door and walked to the well. He picked up a bucket of cold well water and poured it on his head, feeling refreshed.
"Boss Jia, I'm going!"
Xie Tian looked at the main house. He waited for a long while before he heard a lazy voice, "Oh, go, go. Remember, your life is more important. Come back and prepare for the opening after you finish the fight … Oh, oh, then, eat more and pack a packet for me while you are at it."
Catching a piece of silver that flew out of the window, Xie Tian shook his head and turned to go out.
"Sigh, it's good to chase my dreams, but I'm afraid I'll get hurt." Boss Jia turned over on the bed and murmured in a daze, "Don't get hurt. Boss Jia still needs to rely on you to make money …"
At dawn, the martial arts arena in the northwest of Bianliang City was overcrowded.
Although it was only the preliminaries of the Brute Force Realm and the warriors' cultivation levels were different, the people who came to watch the competition were not here to watch the competition, but to join in the fun. Of course, there were many peddlers who took the opportunity to make a fortune. Xie Tian even saw someone holding up a sign with the official rules of the competition. They were much faster than Boss Jia, who was still thinking.
After eating the sixth meat bun, Xie Tian wiped the grease off his hands, took out his wooden sign, and walked through the crowd, entering the arena through a special passage.
The arena, which was a hundred feet long and wide, was divided into dozens of small arenas. Each arena had a number corresponding to the first two digits of the warrior's number. Xie Tian looked at the wooden sign in his hand and walked straight to the side of his arena. He looked around and found an inconspicuous place to sit down and rest.
The competition had not officially begun. As the leader of the Jianghu in the Kingdom of Song, Elder Gong was still on his way. As long as he stood on the judge's stand and shouted, the competition would begin.
However, Elder Gong was not in the mood to shout at the moment. What he wanted to do the most now was to travel through time and return to the forest in Hexi Corridor a few days ago and hand Xie Tian over to the Hexi Robber.
"How disgusting!" Yin He was furious. He slammed the armrest and shouted, "If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have saved that guy even if Tianer was unhappy!"
Elder Gong sighed, "What's the point of talking now? There are only two things that are important now. First, we can't let Tianer have anything to do with that guy. Second, sigh …"
"Elder Gong, this concerns your reputation. You can't be soft-hearted anymore!" Yin He saw that Elder Gong could not bear it anymore and said hurriedly, "While no one in Bianliang believes Xie Changyong's words, quickly find that guy and make him disappear!"
"That's easy for you to say." Elder Gong shook his head, "If Tianer knows …"
"I'll take care of this!" Yin He said decisively, "I don't believe that my decades of father-daughter relationship with Tianer can't compare to the few times they've met!"
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