Nine-layer armor-breaking

Chapter 131 The Martial Arts Show Begins

"The Five States Martial Arts Show is about to begin!"

"This year's Five States Martial Arts Competition is still divided into five categories: Yellow Rank, Mysterious Rank, Earth Rank, Heaven Rank, and Peak Rank. Participants from each group, please bring your number plates and proceed to your respective competition venues in an orderly manner to wait for the draw to determine the competition rounds and order."

"Martial artists who fail to arrive at the designated martial arts performance venue after the incense stick has burned out will be deemed to have voluntarily forfeited their eligibility to participate in this Five States Martial Arts Performance."

……

On the Micui Peak, the five venues used for martial arts performances were cleaned spotlessly, and each was several feet above the ground at the top of the peak.

The training ground in the middle of the venue is the largest and flattest, while the other four venues are irregularly distributed around it.

On the four surrounding fields, the four large characters "天、地、玄、黄" were reflected on stones of slightly different colors. They were obviously the competition venues for the Heaven Class Group, Earth Class Group, Xuan Class Group, and Huang Class Group respectively.

There are a large number of huge rocks of various sizes around the five martial arts training grounds, providing many good locations for watching the performances.

A pavilion-style corridor is built on top of several huge rocks, which is the best place to watch martial arts performances.

In this prime spot for watching the martial arts performance, many people were leaning on the railings, watching. In the middle of the corridor, there was a row of chairs, most of which were already occupied by people, mostly middle-aged and elderly.

They were all serious and arrived earlier than the participating warriors and spectators from other states.

In the middle of the row of chairs, there is a chair that is extremely eye-catching. Not only is it slightly taller than the other chairs, it also maintains a comparable position with the chairs on both sides.

However, the owner that the chair was waiting for has not yet appeared.

Needless to say, that chair must have been prepared for a person of special status, most likely a person of high authority.

"How strange!"

"What's weird?"

"Look, why are the bigwigs on the viewing platform here so early today?"

"Don't tell me, it's true! I went to see the last Five States Martial Arts Show. At this hour, the warriors weren't even ready yet. Why would they have to wait on the stage so early?"

"Could it be that he deliberately lowered his status to show how much importance the Five States attach to this martial arts performance?"

"That doesn't make sense. The people sitting on the viewing platform are important figures from the Five States, not just Qizhou. Although the Five States jointly host the martial arts competition, each state is not convinced by the others. There are still some disputes over who arrives early or late."

……

Two warriors appeared at the martial arts performance, one wearing a brown cloak and the other wearing a green hood.

Of course, it was Mr. Sha and Jiang Xuan.

What was different from other warriors was that the two of them were neither anxious nor impatient among the crowd of warriors, and walked slowly and leisurely towards the martial arts stage where the Tianjie group was located.

The chairs on the viewing platform were almost full of people early on, including many monks.

Many warriors were participating in the Five States Martial Arts Competition for the first time. Seeing this scene, they became confused about time and began to panic because they were afraid of being late for the competition.

Although it was still early, the entire summit of Micui Peak had already begun to feel somewhat chaotic, with large numbers of warriors trotting and running back and forth between the different martial arts stages.

On the viewing platform, at the edge of the row of chairs, sat a middle-aged man. Watching the slightly flustered warriors coming and going on the martial arts stage, he couldn't help but feel a little flustered and began to feel a little restless.

"Have you sent someone to welcome them? How about we go down together to welcome them? If we are impolite, you will blame me..." The middle-aged man looked around, slightly turned his body, covered his mouth with his hand, and whispered to the person next to him.

The man next to him whispered back, "This matter must have been discussed and arranged in advance. You don't have to worry too much, just rest assured!" The words were comforting, but he was not aware of the matter.

Among the five martial arts training grounds at the top of Micui Peak, there is a huge sign hanging on the side of one field with the words "Tianjie" written on it. It is obviously the martial arts training ground where the Tianjie group is located.

Not far from the huge banner, Jiang Xuan was standing among a group of warriors, waiting for the drawing of lots to begin.

"I'm old, so I won't wait here with you. I'll go and have a rest first, so you can compete well." Old Sha waved to Jiang Xuan, left the Tianjie group's venue, and disappeared among the warrior team.

Jiang Xuan was very clear that Old Sha was not participating in this martial arts performance, so there was no need for him to squeeze in with this group of warriors with him.

"Just wait and see!" Jiang Xuan looked at Mr. Sha's back and smiled firmly.

"Don't go too far! Wait for me to go on stage!" Jiang Xuan suddenly shouted again.

Jiang Xuan's loud shout attracted the surrounding warriors to look at him. Most of them stopped looking at him after seeing that Jiang Xuan was wearing a hood.

But there were still a few people who continued to look at Jiang Xuan and whispered a few comments from time to time even though they saw that Jiang Xuan was deliberately hiding his identity.

At this moment, Jiang Xuan paid little attention to the surrounding warriors' stares and comments. He was focused on the combat routines he'd been practicing for the past few days. However, Jiang Xuan didn't notice that, from the peak Heavenly Stage group's field, two pairs of scorching eyes were staring at him.

After mentally rehearsing what he had been practicing for the past few days, Jiang Xuan gathered his thoughts and observed his surroundings again.

He found that in the Earth Level Group's field, the warriors reacted more strongly, and some warriors looked very excited.

Obviously, the Earth Level Group has already started drawing lots.

Jiang Xuan's eyes wandered as he continued to observe. From a distance, he unexpectedly spotted a group of warriors uniformly dressed in green robes slowly approaching the Heavenly Stage Arena.

One of the warriors was in a green robe and looked a little childish. Upon closer inspection, it was Yan Zhen!

Since Yan Zhen was in the team, Jiang Xuan immediately realized that the team of green-robed warriors must be disciples of the Qizhou official martial arts school.

What is noteworthy is that on one side of the Qizhou martial arts team, there is a middle-aged man with a vigorous look and extraordinary temperament.

As the middle-aged man walked along, warriors came in groups of three or four, more or less, and saluted him respectfully.

"Senior Yan!"

"Greetings, Senior Yan!"

After the middle-aged man followed the disciples of Qizhou Martial Arts School to the Tianjie Group venue, some warriors around Jiang Xuan saluted him in surprise.

Some warriors couldn't believe it for a moment when they heard other warriors saluting Senior Yan. After they realized what was happening, they also saluted him excitedly and respectfully.

"Senior Yan..." Jiang Xuan silently repeated the words "Senior Yan" in his heart, and suddenly looked at Yan Zhen, suddenly realizing.

"This Senior Yan is Yan Zhen's father. He is the director of the Qizhou Martial Arts School, a renowned figure in Qizhou and even in the surrounding states. He is also a Jade Cultivator!"

As the incense stick was about to burn out, the owners of the other two chairs on the viewing platform, including the middle one, were already seated.

Director Yan glanced towards the viewing platform and realized that he was about to miss the time, so he slapped a bag on his waist.

Jiang Xuan keenly felt a momentary fluctuation. The fluctuation was very short, but it made Jiang Xuan feel a little shocked.

He subconsciously looked at Director Yan not far away, and saw a huge wooden sword in Director Yan's hand!
Jiang Xuan couldn't believe his eyes. Just as he was wondering if he had seen it wrong, several warriors beside him exclaimed in surprise: "Storage bag! It must be a storage bag!"

A storage bag is a magical tool commonly used by monks to store items. It has special spatial restrictions, which allow items to be stored and taken out at will.

As the warriors were exclaiming in amazement, Director Yan showed a hint of embarrassment, and an even stronger fluctuation appeared between his hand and the wooden giant sword.

Then, the huge wooden sword actually floated beside Director Yan.

Director Yan's face was still tingling with embarrassment, and he forced a wry smile at the warriors. He then stepped onto the giant wooden sword and flew towards the viewing platform under the gaze of almost everyone present...

Even before the martial arts performance began, the monks were already demonstrating their magical instruments. The warriors and spectators surrounding the martial arts arena were all aroused, their anticipation evident.

On the other side, Director Yan, who flew to the viewing platform, was naturally very embarrassed. He put away his huge wooden sword and hurriedly saluted everyone with his fists clasped.

"As a cultivator, how can you show off like this in front of so many young warriors?" A cultivator shook his sleeves, angrily but had to speak in a low voice.

"Considering the special occasion today, I have come up to the viewing platform on foot. Who doesn't have a flying magic weapon? Only he has one? What a show-off!" An old man also felt embarrassed and shouted angrily in a low voice.

The expressions of the other monks were also somewhat complicated, but in the end they did not say anything.

Director Yan was afraid of delaying the start of the martial arts performance, so he had to temporarily use the flying magic weapon.

All the cultivators present were aware of this, but since they all climbed up to the viewing platform on foot, only Director Yan used a flying magic weapon, which would inevitably cause misunderstandings among the younger warriors who were unaware of the situation, thus bringing shame to the state where these cultivators came from.

At this moment, everyone on the viewing platform suddenly stood up, and their already tense nerves were tensed, as if they were waiting for someone to arrive.

Just as everyone was about to salute, they were interrupted by a young man with delicate features and an extremely otherworldly appearance.

"I am here today to see the talented warrior. Please don't be polite." The young man said calmly, but his voice was not as cold as his appearance, making people afraid to approach him.

"Yes, Prince!" Everyone responded in unison, waiting for the Prince to take a seat.

The prince walked slowly to the unusual chair, paused briefly, and then sat down. A monk who had come with him stood firmly behind him.

The prince who just appeared was none other than Prince Rong's legitimate son, Prince Chu Ronghuan.

(End of this chapter)