"We don't know the identity of the black-robed man yet, and we don't know why he wants to go against my Iron Strength Gang. However, we can be sure that he is someone who practices an evil technique and is a Martial Grand Master."
"Fifth Brother-in-law, your ten great gangs have been living in peace for so many years and never offended each other. Now that Fire Wolf Bastion has taken the initiative to provoke you, it seems that either the black-robed man has a special identity, or he has promised great benefits."
Luo Mingshuang analyzed.
"Second Brother is right. According to the report of the spies I sent, a high platform has been built at the center of the Fire Wolf Stronghold. The high platform is filled with skulls, but none of them have any flesh left. Only a pile of skeletons are left."
"Every night, the black-robed man will fly to the high platform and pour a bag full of skulls onto the platform. Then, he will suck the brains out of the skulls one by one until they all become a pile of skeletons. Then, he will sit cross-legged on the high platform and cultivate."
"According to my speculation, the black-robed man must have made a deal with the Fire Wolf Bastion so that he can hide in the bastion and practice an evil technique."
"As for what benefits he promised the Fire Wolf Bastion, no one knows."
"If that's the case, then the Fire Wolf Stronghold's attack should have been premeditated. However, the one closest to them should be the ninth ranked Giant Tortoise Hall. Why would they give up on what was near them and go for what was far away?
Luo Mingzhen said in confusion.
"In my opinion, fifth Brother-in-law must have done something bad and provoked a great enemy. That's why the Fire Wolf Bastion came to find us."
Luo Minglei said with a cold smile.
"Alright, let's end the discussion here. As for the black-robed man's identity and his purpose, we will know after we capture him."
Luo Haoyu saw that Chen Tieli and Luo Minglei were about to quarrel again, so he immediately interrupted them.
"Today, I gathered all of you here because I plan to give the task of helping Tie Li capture the black-robed man to you youngsters."
"What? You want us to go? "
"But the black-robed man is a Martial Grand Master. We can't beat him."
"You forgot that cousin Yun Zhan is also a Martial Grand Master. He is invincible among his peers."
"As long as we don't deal with the black-robed man, we can go and practice."
The youths of the third generation immediately started discussing among themselves. They were all very satisfied with this arrangement.
"If no one has any objections, let's discuss the selection of personnel. It's all voluntary. If you're not strong enough, then don't go."
After Luo Haoyu finished speaking, everyone in the hall began to discuss. It lasted for an hour before it ended.
* * * * * *
There were 35 people in the final round of the Martial Warrior competition. Aside from one person who had a bye, the other 34 people had to compete to determine 17 people who would advance to the next round. Then, those who had a bye and those who had lost would continue to compete for the last two spots.
After Luo Ping received the bamboo stick, he looked at the number '23'. It wasn't a lucky draw, but he didn't care. As long as he won this battle, he could smoothly obtain the qualifications to participate in the "Dragon and Tiger Tournament". Since there were only seventeen groups, they all started at the same time.
After Luo Ping stepped onto the stage, the face of the youth who was originally standing on the stage suddenly changed dramatically. His face alternated between green and white, as if he had experienced some trauma. After struggling for a while, the youth suddenly opened his mouth.
"I admit defeat. I don't want to fight anymore. You can already oppress a Martial Master. How can I continue fighting?"
After he finished speaking, he walked off the stage without looking back, leaving behind a lonely and desolate figure.
Luo Ping smiled helplessly. He had unexpectedly obtained the qualifications to advance so smoothly. The competition had ended before it even started. Some of the stages hadn't even started yet.
He also knew that the youth must have seen his' qualifying match 'and automatically admitted defeat. However, he didn't care. Whether or not he fought, he would inevitably advance.
In stark contrast to Luo Ping's smooth advancement, Luo Yuntian's advancement battle could be said to be extremely difficult. After all, he was only a mid-stage Martial Master. Even if his strength was extraordinary, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to suppress a peak Martial Master.
However, for the sake of his promise, he had to win. It was this firm belief that made this battle extremely solemn and stirring.
On the stage, Luo Yuntian and his opponent stood on opposite sides. Blood flowed from the corners of their mouths and they were gasping for breath. It seemed as if they didn't have any extra strength to continue fighting.
"I say … Brother, is there a need to … fight so … so desperately? You, a mid-stage Martial Master, beat me … to this state. Do you want to die? "
"Cough, I can't … lose. If I lose, I … won't have a wife. So … I have to win."
"Motherf * cker … you're really … a man. How about this? Let's fight for the last time. If you don't fall, I'll … admit defeat and fulfill your wish."
"Okay, thank you! Come. "
"'Rushing Heaven Sword Art,' Fourth Style — Dry Clouds Cover the Sun."
"Instant Blade."
Once the Dry Clouds Cover the Sun was executed, sword shadows appeared one after another. As they moved forward, they stirred up the surrounding air. Whirlwinds rose from all directions, forming a layer of black fog that covered the space. With the momentum of both offense and defense, they rushed towards the opponent.
The Instant Blade was only a single blade. It focused on astonishing speed and unpredictable changes, making it impossible to predict its trajectory. Furthermore, the blade's radiance danced chaotically as True Energy gathered.
When the blade and sword collided, the sound shook the surroundings. Sparks flew in all directions, sand and stones flew, and fog filled the sky.
After the black fog dissipated, both of them used their weapons to support themselves on the ground. They tried their best not to fall, but their trembling bodies spoke volumes of the power of this attack.
Clenching his teeth, Luo Yuntian held the hilt of his sword tightly with both hands. He tried his best to stabilize his body and prevent himself from falling. Just as he was about to collapse, a 'plop' sound came from the opposite side.
He raised his head and saw that his opponent had already fallen to the ground, gasping for breath. Luo Yuntian didn't know where he got the strength from, but he raised his sword and laughed heartily.
After laughing, his body also fell to the ground. However, he had already obtained a spot in the finals.
In addition to Luo Ping and Luo Yuntian, Zhao Jiangbo, Luo Yunfei, and Luo Yunfeng also advanced to the finals and obtained spots.
After the finals, the final ranking competition would be held. The purpose of this competition was to win the rewards of this year's County Government's Challenge Tournament.
Manager Li stood on the high platform and looked at the remaining eighty people below the platform. A satisfied and gratified smile appeared on his face.
"Today, you will participate in the ranking competition. The higher the ranking, the better the rewards. The rewards will be decided by the County Marquis and the various City Lords. What you get depends on you. "
"Now, I will explain the rules of the ranking competition. After the twenty people have drawn lots, they will be divided into ten groups of two people. The first round will begin. The ten people who win will draw lots again and proceed to the second round in pairs. Then, the five people who win again will each fight against the other four people. The rankings will be determined according to the number of victories."
"If two people have the same number of victories, they will fight against each other again to determine the rankings. The five people who lose will also fight in the same way."
"The ten people who lose the first round will fight for the eleventh to twentieth place according to the same rules. I wonder if everyone has heard the rules of the competition clearly?"
"Yes, we have."
Everyone replied loudly.
Manager Li was very satisfied with the result. He didn't say anything else and announced the start of the ranking competition. After the drawing of lots, Luo Ping looked at the number and walked onto the stage.
After he stood still, he saw a ten year old boy walk up from the opposite side. The boy was dressed in bright clothes and was in high spirits. His whole body exuded a kind of extraordinary aura.
"Wu Tianqi, peak Martial Warrior. Please enlighten me."
As soon as the boy stepped onto the stage, he cupped his hands and spoke first. Luo Ping saw this and replied in the same way, "Luo Ping, peak Martial Warrior. Please enlighten me."
Then, the two took out their weapons and began to fight. The boy held a muddy iron staff in his hand. As he swung it, the shadow of the staff appeared again and again. He was evenly matched with Luo Ping's "Chasing Sun" sword.
The boy's body movement was also not bad. Under the full power of Luo Ping's "Floating Smoke Body Movement", he was still not at a disadvantage. It was obvious that he was not much weaker than Luo Ping.
Under the situation where Luo Ping suppressed his strength by fifty percent, the two fought for dozens of rounds and were evenly matched.
"'Sky Splitter Staff Technique' Fourth Move – Sky Splitter."
The young man finally used his strongest move, hoping to defeat his opponent. Seeing this, Luo Ping smiled faintly and casually used his move.
"Sword Light and Blood Shadow."
In an instant, the sword light and sword shadows formed a circle, completely surrounding the boy. The boy's "Sky Splitter Staff Technique" lived up to its name. As the iron staff swung, it actually caused the air to form a circle of wind, slowly breaking the encirclement of the sword shadows.
Seeing this, Luo Ping did not delay any longer. Once again, he pushed his body movement to the limit and suddenly appeared behind the boy. His left hand punched out.
"Divine Ape Arm Fist."
With a loud shout, the fist hit the boy's back. The boy groaned in pain and rushed forward. He knelt on the stage, blood faintly flowing from the corner of his mouth.
Although the boy's staff technique and body movement were quite good, his physical strength was a bit weaker. How could he withstand Luo Ping's punch, even if it was only fifty to sixty percent of his strength?
Directly suffering from internal injuries, the boy knelt on the ground. He knew that he could no longer fight and had no choice but to admit defeat. Luo Ping said apologetically and walked down the ring.
On the spectator stand, City Governor Wu sighed when he saw that the young man was defeated. He asked, "County Marquis, if I'm not mistaken, the one who defeated my third son should be your grandson, right? May I know whose son he is?"
Luo Haoyu smiled and did not say anything. Instead, he looked at Luo Mingshuang. Luo Mingshuang understood and immediately said, "Governor Wu, I'm really sorry. Ping 'er is my third son."
"So he's the son of Brother Mingshuang's family. No wonder. Luo Ping? He seems to be very famous recently. Almost everyone in the county knows about him. "
Governor Wu said with a sudden realization.
"Haha, no, no. It's all just rumors. Don't believe it."
"Brother Mingshuang, you worry too much. We're all on the same side. It's no big deal."
"Haha."
After saying that, the two of them laughed.
…
After advancing to the top ten, it was time for the top five. Luo Ping defeated the other four and won first place in the Martial Warrior ranking competition.
On the high platform, Manager Li took a look at the ranking list in his hand. He said to everyone below the platform, "After nearly twenty days of intense competition, this year's County Court Challenge Tournament has finally come to a successful conclusion. Every warrior who participated in the tournament is worthy of recognition. And you are all outstanding talents."
"Not only am I proud of you, but the County Marquis and the other Governors are also proud of you. This time, the final ranking list is already in my hands. Next, let us warmly welcome City Lord Su to the stage to read the list for us. Let's welcome him! "
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