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That baldy was truly too pleasing to the eye. Only now did Xu Qingzhi know that Su Dingfang must have begged him to give him a ring scar, but for some unknown reason, he had not agreed … Su Dingfang must have ordered the ring scar himself.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a ring scar before?"

Su Dingfang was standing at the forefront of the martial arts world's buddhist disciples. At this moment, he was on the stage, loudly rebutting the ring marks above his head that was different from all the buddhist disciples around him.

From ancient times until now, either one of them didn't care about scars, and instead trained as a vulgar disciple of a buddhist sect, or it was all in unison. There was only one person like Su Dingfang who did it on top of his head.

"Heh, I've really never seen one before."

"Perhaps this young monk is a little strange. Is his magic name a little grand master?"

"..."

Listening to the continuous jeering from the audience, Su Dingfang felt extremely humiliated, and inwardly, he scolded his master once more.

"You're talking about how I, a little monk, have six pills that are unclean. It's not that I don't want to give you a ring scar, but to gain experience. When are you going to call me finished?" forced me to do it myself... "Who knew it would hurt so much …"

That's right, Su Dingfang had ordered one for himself. In the end, it was so painful that he could not hold on any longer and had to give up.

That was how Su Dingfang's shiny head was decorated with the world's only "a bit of a ring scar".

It was because of this that there would be a "Buddhist monk" who was hated to the bones by the immortals in the future.

"Little monk, this is because I have extraordinary talent, which is why my master bestowed upon me this unique and peerless little ring. You little frogs at the bottom of the well, I, little monk, am disdainful to argue with you."

Su Dingfang closed his eyes and began to meditate, as if he was a respected monk.

Kong Shu Jian and Third Master Wen looked at each other and helplessly smiled.

"Cough, cough …" Next, this old man shall introduce to our Chu Country's geniuses the buddhist geniuses on the stage. "

Kong Shujian walked in front of Su Dingfang with large strides, but the young monk was still meditating with his eyes closed, an unspeakable enigma.

"First of all, this is Su Dingfang from the Han Mountain Temple. His name is … For the time being. "

"Hahaha …"

Xu Qingzhi spat out a mouthful of tea, almost choking himself.

"Since when did senior Kong become so funny …"

Xu Qingzhi smiled as he asked Xun Bai Liu. It was common knowledge that Kong Shujian and Xun Bai Liu had a good private relationship.

"Brother Shu Jian has always had this kind of temperament. It's just that he rarely shows it in front of others."

Xu Qingzhi nodded. It was true that a great scholar of his generation naturally had to maintain a somewhat unreachable image, but in front of Xun Bai Liu and his other acquaintances, he would inevitably have a free and unrestrained nature.

The eighth floor of the Swallow Tower was filled with cheers and laughter, but Su Dingfang was feeling extremely awkward.

Luckily, his eyes were closed, or else he wouldn't know where to look.

Su Dingfang thought silently.

"However, let's not underestimate the heroes of the world. This friend Dingfang from Hanshan Temple is not yet eighteen years old and is already at the fourth rank. Furthermore, he is someone with buddhist karma."

Su Dingfang opened his eyes.

That's more like it, that's the right way to introduce me.

"Fourth rank!" Han Shan Temple was indeed worthy of being called the Buddhist cultivator, a fourth rank expert who was not even eighteen years old … Even the recently reputed son of heaven's pride level expert, Prince Huai, has become a fourth rank expert. However, he is older than Su Dingfang. "

"That's right. After all, he came from Han Mountain Temple. No matter how you look at it …" Weird, you can't underestimate it either. "

This person originally wanted to say that he was stupid, but after pausing for a bit, he changed his mind.

The little monk, Su Dingfang, smiled as he surveyed the crowd below the stage. He was filled with an indescribable sense of pride.

"As for these five people, they are the geniuses from the Thunderchant Temple in the Martial Kingdom. They are all rank five."

Kong Shujian began to introduce the thirty-seven buddhist disciples one by one. The crowd below the stage suddenly realized, as the chief of buddhist sects, Han Mountain Temple only had one Su Dingfang, and the rest were all from other monasteries in the Martial Kingdom.

Even though the Thunderclap Temple, White Horse Temple, and other famous temples like the Ancient Sha Guards were not bad, Han Mountain Temple was still the chief of the Buddhist Sangha in Wu Country. It was too disgraceful to send only Su Dingfang over …

"Our Han Shan Temple Elder … Before he left for the north of the city, he issued a royal decree that Han Mountain Temple would close its doors and allow all its disciples to descend the mountain and roam the world. "Little monk, I, am here on orders from master. I, by myself, am from the same sect."

Everyone in the audience was stunned. Xu Qingzhi was also stunned.

All the disciples of the Han Mountain Temple descended the mountain and walked across the world.

What did this mean?

Perhaps ordinary people might not be able to figure it out, but Xu Qinzhi would not be so stupid as to think that such a large commotion had taken place at the Han Mountain Temple just to let its disciples enjoy the scenery.

The disciples of the Han Mountain Temple must have only one reason to go down the mountain, and that was to fight together against the Immortal Path. The Great Master Qing Lian of the Han Mountain Temple fought against the first line of the Broken Immortal Altar, and his disciples were not idle either.

Or perhaps, to point the sword at the imperial court!

There was no need to think too much about it. Han Shan Temple's move to seal the mountain would definitely cause a huge gust of wind in the martial arts forest of the Martial Kingdom. Great sects like Lake Viewing Villa and Nine Sun Sect that were firmly opposed to the immortal way would definitely follow Han Mountain Temple and take action.

It was such a big scene, such courage!

Xu Qing's gaze pierced through the Ten Thousand Mountains and crossed the river. He seemed to be vaguely able to see the martial nation on the other side of the Yangtze River brewing a bloody storm.

"I... "Not as many as the azure lotuses."

Nie Jingcheng solemnly said.

Senior Nie Li doesn't need to be like this. Since Grandmaster Qing Lian is in the Martial Kingdom, the Martial Emperor is blind and arrogant, which is why Martial Grandmaster Qing Lian has no choice but to act like this. However, my Chu Country is different.

After Xu Qingzhi finished speaking, he intentionally glanced at the Prime Minister of the Left, Ling Banshan. Ling Hanshan remained unmoved, as if he could not understand the hidden meaning behind the words "small fish and small prawns".

Xu Qinghui said no more. Turning his head, he continued to gaze at the arena.

At this moment, Kong Shujian had finished introducing the disciples of the Buddhist Sect who had come to Chang'an. With the sound of a drum, the competition officially began.

Although the main reason for the competition this time was for the thirty-seven disciples of the buddhist faith, it was not limited to the people of Chu. There were at least a few thousand young talents in the Chang An Square, so if these people could only challenge Su Dingfang and the others, then where would their fairness lie.

As Su Dingfang and the others walked down the stage, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet. No one wanted to be the first person to ascend the stage.

"His Highness Duke Huai could be said to be the pride of the heavens. Now that no one is going to be the first person to step up to the stage, why doesn't his Highness Duke Huai enter the stage himself to announce his martial arts?"

Yu Shouye's voice suddenly broke the silence. Xu Qingzhi froze for a moment, then he lightly smiled.

"Oh? For Patriarch Yu to admire this junior so much, this junior is truly terrified. "

"Duke Huai is speaking with such confidence. It seems like the leader of this competition is quite confident." Is that so, Duke Huai? "

Xun Bai Liu wrinkled his brow. Xu Qingzhi had only said a few humble words, but Yu Shouye had already used the tone in which Xu Qinzhi spoke to make a fool of him. He could already be considered to have truly and wholeheartedly praised him.

"Youngsters naturally need to have some self-confidence. If it's like the timid Patriarch Yu, then they would lose their dignity."

"Pfft ~"

Mo Yunchang could not help but spit out a mouthful of water.

Xu Qing's words were extremely venomous.

"You … Hmph, since Duke Huai is so confident, why not try it out? "This old man does not believe that you can obtain this chief's name."

Xu Qinzhi stared intently at Yu Shouye. After a moment of silence, he spoke with an extremely serious expression.

"Patriarch Yu, do you believe this junior …" Is it important? "

This was a slap to the face, a thorough slap to the face.

From the beginning to the end, they never took you seriously and never gave a damn about your attitude.

He didn't say any words of contempt or curses, but just by looking at Yu Shouye's red face and trembling hands, one could tell how lethal these words of Xu Qingzhi's were.

"Ha ha, little Xu, your mouth …"

King Lie laughed. Xun Bai Liu and Nie Jingcheng also looked at each other and laughed. Even Mo Yunchang covered her mouth and laughed non-stop.

"Cough, cough …"

With a light cough, everyone quieted down.

Minister Zuo, Ling, slowly stood up.

"Duke Huai, after talking so much, you still haven't mentioned anything about whether I should go on stage or not. Duke Huai, do you dare to do so, or do you look down on the martial artists below the stage? "

With a single sentence, he had sealed Xu Qing's words. This was forcing Xu Qing to be the first person on the stage.

Regardless of whether Xu Qingzhi would win or not, entering the arena first with Duke Huai's status was a disgrace to him. To outsiders, it seemed as if he was trying to oppress others with his power.

"Firstly, it is not that I do not dare to do so, but rather, I am unwilling. "Secondly, I am not looking down on those martial artists in the arena. I just want to give some of them a chance …"

"A chance to challenge me on the stage!"

The simple rule of the Martial Competition was that no one who had a higher cultivation level than the gavel could issue a challenge. Only those who were at the same cultivation level or had a lower cultivation level than the gavel could issue a challenge.

In other words, if Xu Qinghui were to emerge victorious, the next challenger would only be those of the same cultivation level or those of a lower cultivation level than Xu Qing.

However, there was a rule stating that.

Only those who were successful could choose anyone to challenge. This was an opportunity that could only be used once by each arena master.

Xu Qinghui already knew that there would definitely be people who would target him in this Martial Competition.

Then, let's give them a fair and square opportunity!

Yu Shouye's eyelids twitched as he suddenly realized that both he and Yu Yan had underestimated this young vassal lord.

Everyone was still in shock at Xu Qing's words, but what he meant was that there was finally some movement from the other side of the ring.

"It's not just Shen Changfeng from Liangzhou. I'm willing to seek your advice."

Dressed in a long blue cotton robe, he had a seven feet long sword in his hand. He floated onto the stage.

Shen Zhangfeng!

Xu Qingzhi narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.

He remembered this person.

According to what Xu Hong said, Shen Changfeng fought with Xue Guozhou, who had followed the Xue family to the north of the city. The two fought to a draw, and Shen Changfeng's sword was cut off, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Shen Changfeng definitely suffered a loss because of that sword.

As he thought of this, Xu Qingzhi subconsciously looked towards the seven foot long sword in Shen Changfeng's hand.

This glance did not matter, but Xu Qinghzhi's pupils immediately constricted.

Wolf food …

How did this sword end up in Shen Changfeng's hands?

Xu Qing thought about it and suddenly understood.

It seemed that someone had done something on the way, which forced the Xue Clan to give up on some precious things.

In fact, it was the people of Liangzhou who had done it. Several third rank instructors of the Liangzhou Academy had gone up together and robbed most of the Xue Clan's treasures, using them as rewards for the outstanding students of the academy.

Right now, Shen Changfeng was already a Fifth Grade Warrior. There was still a hint of immaturity on his grave and stern face, but his eyes that were filled with a cold gleam made everyone subconsciously ignore that hint of immaturity.

Xu Qingzhi looked towards the place where Shen Changfeng had leapt up to. There, the current batch of students from the Liangzhou Academy was included.

Chen Zixi, Xu Zhen, Xu Hong and Li Han were all present.

Xu Qingzhi gently laughed.

He could tell that although Shen Changfeng was at the peak of the fifth rank and Xu Hong had the strongest aura, the crowd was secretly led by Chen Zixi, a scholar who was at the sixth rank.

Others might not know it, but Xu Qingzhi knew how powerful Chen Zixi was.

In terms of poetry, Xu Qingzhi felt that he could suppress Chen Zixi. In terms of battle array formation, besides Wang Ping, why couldn't Xu Qingzhi find a rival among the same generation as him? Compete in kung fu... Not to mention.

However, there was one thing Xu Qingzhi had no choice but to admit that he was inferior to Chen Zixi.

To guess the minds of others, to plot and plot.

This was Chen Zixi. Xu Qingzhi was well aware of Chen Zixi's terrifying ability to predict people's hearts and make use of them.

Thinking about it, in this year at the academy, many people had been attacked because of their status. However, it had to be because of Chen Zixi's clever plan of avoiding danger and even counterattacking.

Looking at other people, Xu Qingzhi could see that Xu Hong and Xu Zhen seemed to have walked the path of strength training. Although the two of them were both in the sixth grade, their vital energy and blood were not any weaker than Shen Zhangfeng, who was in the fifth grade, and Xu Hong had even faintly surpassed Shen Changfeng.

As for Li Han, he majored in the Confucianism after he entered the academy. Although his fighting prowess was not as good as a martial artist who specialized in killing before reaching the Zongshi realm, he was still a fifth rank Confucian expert. Li Han was the youngest among the crowd and would have great potential in the future.

Seeing that his classmates were developing extremely well, Xu Qingzhi happily smiled. However, after laughing, he let out a long sigh.

Wang Ping... And Liu Yan'er, where are you? "Now, how are you?"

As Xu Qingzhi thought of these words, he didn't know that on a mountain in the north, there was a young man gritting his teeth. He secretly regretted that his power had not grown fast enough, and he was actually unable to help Xu Qingzhi during the battle of the Four Great Guilds.

He also didn't know that in a romantic place called the "Red Sleeve Acupoint" in the Martial Kingdom, the famous "Liu Yan'er" would meet a few mysterious martial artists in the backyard. Then, he would quietly return to his room and pick up her lute …

As Xu Qing's thoughts flew, Shen Changfeng, who was on the stage, welcomed him as his opponent.

"Yanzhou, Hua Yinyue, I'm here to seek guidance."

The red-robed man ascended the stage, causing Xu Qingzhi to almost spit out another mouthful of tea.

"Seniors … Who can tell Qing Zhi how many disciples the red robed Chen Jiao actually has? "