The two carriages of the Yin Family finally entered the arena. As soon as Elder Gong appeared, the arena was filled with earth-shattering whistles. Nearly ten thousand arms were waving in the air, welcoming the arrival of the No.1 Martial Artist of the Kingdom of Song.
Elder Gong nodded at Yin He and glanced at Yin Tian 'er who got off the second carriage. With a complicated feeling, he walked to the referee's stand.
"Today is the day the 46th Martial Arts Competition begins!"
Elder Gong's clear voice suppressed the noise in the arena. After looking around, he continued, "First is the preliminary contest for the Brute Force Level in Bianliang City. I hope all the martial artists can be benevolent and don't hurt anyone on purpose. Otherwise, the Old Man will punish you severely!"
After that, Elder Gong sat at the center of the referee's stand. He waved his hand to summon Yin He and his daughter. After arranging for them to sit behind him, he nodded at the host.
Seeing this, the host shouted with all his strength, "The preliminary contest for the Brute Force Level officially begins!"
Looking at Yin Tian 'er on the referee's stand, Xie Tian frowned. He didn't expect Yin Tian' er to be here. If she recognized him, it would be troublesome.
"Three-six-eight-eight, three-six-eight-eight, get on the stage now!"
On the 36th arena, the referee shouted impatiently, "If you don't get on the stage in ten breaths, you'll be disqualified … Young man, can you walk faster?"
In order not to attract attention, Xie Tian got on the stage slowly and stood face to face with his opponent. The referee shouted impatiently, "No sneak attacks, no poison, no life and death. Begin!"
"Life and death?" Xie Tian didn't believe it and asked back.
The referee was about to get off the stage, but hearing Xie Tian's words, he turned around and nodded indifferently.
"Heh, you pissed your pants, right?" Xie Tian's opponent looked down on him. Seeing that his opponent was almost as thin as lightning, he couldn't help showing off his muscles and mocked, "If you're afraid of death, get off the stage yourself, or I'll … Ah!"
Bang!
Xie Tian withdrew his left leg and right palm at the same time. He turned around and nodded at the dumbstruck referee before leaving the ring.
The referee shuddered and ran to the side of the arena. He looked down at the unconscious opponent and shouted, "Three-six-eight-eight wins and advances to the next round!"
Thirty-six, eight-eight was one of the thousands of extremely common code names. In just the time it took for an incense stick to burn, countless similar numbers rang in the ears of the absent-minded Yin Tian'er. Therefore, three-six-eight didn't attract any of her attention. She was still playing with the cold round stone that represented Xie Tian.
Elder Gong's sharp eyes saw Xie Tian.
It wasn't that he had a photographic memory, but that no matter how much Xie Tian tried to keep a low profile, his straight back would never change. He, who wasn't tall, relied on this back to stand out.
It didn't take long for Elder Gong to see the crane among the flock of chickens. The moment he saw it, he almost couldn't help but slap the table and stand up. He used his supreme qinggong to instantly appear beside Xie Tian and reached out his invincible hand to grab Xie Tian.
Then he asked, "Why did your cultivation break through again?"
Elder Gong was shocked. Although most people couldn't see Xie Tian's cultivation due to the lack of his natal Yang, he was not one of them.
With his experience and understanding of cultivation, he could tell with one glance that Xie Tian's cultivation had broken through to the eighth level of the Brute Force realm in less than half a month. It was unbelievable.
"With all his natal Yang gone, even a genius can't break through one level in half a month." Elder Gong muttered, "Moreover, is it so easy to achieve the great perfection of Tendon Transformation …"
Yin He saw Elder Gong's strangeness. When he followed Elder Gong's line of sight, his eyeballs almost popped out. Good, good, a killing cultivator. It's fine if he doesn't hide in the deep mountains and forests to prolong his last breath, but why did he come to participate in the Wulin Tournament in public?
But he knew that his precious daughter was sitting behind him, so he took a deep breath and moved closer to Elder Gong. He grinned and said, "It's him!"
Elder Gong was shocked by Yin He's expression. He nodded and thought for a moment, then said, "I'll handle this. You just stay calm and take care of Tian Er."
Xie Tian didn't feel anything after winning the first round easily. His opponent's cultivation was only at the sixth level of the Brute Force realm. He could have killed such a martial artist half a month ago. He felt that he was being a bully.
After successfully walking out of the arena, Xie Tian entered a restaurant on the side of the street and went straight to the second floor.
Following him up was a group of people from the Chen family.
"Xie Tian, what's your cultivation now?"
Chen Qin's first sentence when he entered was straight to the heart. No matter how much he wanted to befriend Xie Tian, the desire to compete with Xie Tian would not disappear.
Seeing Chen Qin's uneasiness, Xie Tian shook his head, "I've reached a bottleneck."
"But I saw you throw your opponent down with one punch just now." Chen Qin was a little suspicious, "That person's cultivation should be at the sixth level of the Brute Force realm, right?"
"Yes, I don't have enough Primordial Yang, so I could only take advantage of his carelessness and attack."
Hearing this, Chen Qin felt a little better. He sat down and said seriously, "I think you already know what Xie Changyong has done, but it's not just that. That night when you left the Falling Rain Tower, the Xie family guards put up notices all over the city saying that you're a killing cultivator. Luckily, I followed them and got people to tear them down one by one. But there's one more thing that I can't do."
Xie Tian's heart tightened and he asked, "What is it?"
Chen Qin struggled for a while and stretched his neck to whisper into Xie Tian's ear. He saw Xie Tian's face immediately turn pale. Other than killing intent, there was also an extremely rare trace of panic in his eyes.
"Thank you."
Forcefully suppressing his emotions, Xie Tian thanked Chen Qin softly, then nodded at Chen Qiang and stood up to leave.
"Oh right, Xie Tian, if there's anything, where can I find you?"
Xie Tian stopped in his tracks and thought for a while before saying, "There's a casino in Joy Residence Square in the south of the city. I'm there."
"Xie Tian!" Seeing that Xie Tian's figure was about to disappear, Chen Qiang finally couldn't help but chase to the staircase and said with a complicated expression, "Thank you."
Xie Tian shook his head and went downstairs.
There was a moment of silence on the second floor. Suddenly, an old man beside Chen Qin said quietly, "Qin 'er, Xie Tian's cultivation is not lower than yours."
Chen Qin smiled bitterly and nodded. "I understand. How could Xie Tian not know what I'm asking? If his cultivation is lower than mine, according to his personality, he would definitely tell me directly. The more he doesn't say it, the higher his cultivation is."
Hearing this, the old man's eyes flashed inexplicably. He took a step back and said no more.
"I didn't expect you to participate in the Martial Arts Circle Competition. Could it be?" Standing by the window and looking into the distance, Chen Qin suddenly raised his eyebrows and said in surprise, "Could it be that you want to find Marshal Xie like this? Xie Tian, it's only been half a month. With your current cultivation, have you really caught up with me … "
Returning to the casino, Boss Jia had not gotten up yet. Xie Tian put the takeaway food on the stone table and was about to enter the room when he heard a lazy voice, "Hey, don't look so sad. I knew you would lose. What are you afraid of? If you lose, you lose. It's not like you're going to die. Luckily, you don't look like you're injured. You're lucky!"
"I won."
"You won? How much did you win? " Boss Jia was stunned for a moment and then became excited. He also poked his head out from the window and said, "Hey, I knew you were a gambling expert. How big are the bets? What are the odds? One to ten? One to a hundred? Damn, is there a super dark horse with one to a thousand odds in this year's competition? "
Seeing that Xie Tian kept shaking his head, Boss Jia almost fainted with regret. Why did he sleep in? If he had known that there would be such a big odds, he would have crawled to the scene to gamble. No!
Boss Jia suddenly thought of something. His sharp eyes looked at the breakfast on the stone table. With just one look, he planned to faint without hesitation.
That was because he calculated with his fingers and realized that the silver he gave to Xie Tian would only be left with one copper coin after buying two such huge breakfasts.
And a copper coin multiplied a thousand times was equal to one tael of silver.
"I mean, I won."
Boss Jia, who was about to faint, heard this and stretched his neck to look at Xie Tian. Then his head tilted, his eyes rolled, and he finally passed out.
Seeing this, Xie Tian shook his head and went into the room.
Nothing happened in the casino that night. Early the next morning, when Xie Tian finished watering himself with well water and put on his clothes, Boss Jia walked out with two dark circles under his eyes. He said in a daze, "I'll go with you."
When he arrived at the arena, Boss Jia seemed to really wake up. He looked at Xie Tian beside him and straightened his jaw. He said with a trembling voice, "You, you, you really won, won?"
Seeing that Xie Tian nodded again, Boss Jia's eyes that were about to roll up were suppressed by his great willpower. Then he hugged Xie Tian's arm and said excitedly, "I'm rich, I'm rich! Wait for me! "
Xie Tian watched in confusion as Boss Jia ran into the casino and returned after a while. Xie Tian asked, but Boss Jia didn't tell him. He only said mysteriously, "Hurry up and go in. If you can beat your opponent, nod at me gently, understand?"
Seeing that Xie Tian left, Boss Jia took out a book he had just bought. This book recorded all the contestants who had entered the second round of the preliminaries. He quickly flipped to Xie Tian's information and murmured, "Xie Tian, 17 years old, cultivation … F * ck, this kid actually lied about his cultivation!"
Looking at the number eight, which was very lucky for him, Boss Jia suspected that he would still bet on his partner after Xie Tian nodded at him.
After a quarter of an hour, Xie Tian looked in Boss Jia's direction and nodded slightly. Then he turned around and faced his opponent in the second round.
"Are you ready?" The referee looked at the obviously unlucky Xie Tian with pity and asked.
"Boss Jia? Boss Jia? If you're ready, then place your bet. Once the match starts, no one is allowed to buy! "
Boss Jia stared at the information of Xie Tian's opponent in the book. For a moment, he wanted to strangle Xie Tian to death. "F * ck, even if you're at Brute Force Level Eight, you can still nod at Zhou Zhaoyang? Waiter, wait! I bet on Zhou Zhaoyang! 100 taels! "
On the referee stand, Yin He laughed happily.
First, it was because Yin Tian 'er wasn't here today. Second, it was because Xie Tian's opponent was Zhou Zhaoyang.
"I say, Elder Gong, I thought you were indecisive. I didn't expect you to play dirty. I really have a whole new level of respect for you!" Yin He couldn't stop smiling. He pointed at Zhou Zhaoyang and said, "The Zhou Family is a famous martial arts family in Bianliang. If you send the number one genius of their family up to fight with that kid, that kid will definitely piss his pants!"
Elder Gong frowned. Hearing Yin He's teasing, he said bitterly, "I hope so."
"Alright, Elder Gong. I promise Tian 'er won't know about this. You can rest assured."
"I'm not worried about Tian 'er. I'm worried about Xie Tian." Elder Gong shook his head.
Yin He was startled. He frowned and said, "Don't tell me you're still soft-hearted?"
Elder Gong shook his head again. "I'm worried that Xie Tian will win. He's too calm when facing Zhou Zhaoyang."
Seeing that Xie Tian had no intention of giving up, the referee stepped down from the ring and shouted, "Begin!"
"Come, here." Zhou Zhaoyang pointed at his chest with his index finger. He looked at Xie Tian and said with a smile, "I'll give you three moves. If I take half a step back, I lose!"
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