The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

The atmosphere was a little dull.

Looking at the Huashan disciples arguing in front of them, everyone looked at each other in confusion.

I didn't expect that there would be a big show to watch before the competition even started.

"There are so many fellow martial artists here today. Do you really want to make a fool of Huashan? Why don't we wait until this matter is settled and then go back to Huashan to discuss it slowly?"

Yue Buqun said in a low voice.

"Yue Buqun, do you think we are three-year-old children? Today is the martial arts competition, and tomorrow is the Five Mountains Conference. When this is over, the Five Mountains Conference is over, what else are we fighting for?

The battle between Huashan Sword Sect and Qi Sect will be decided today. The winner will be eligible to participate in the Five Mountains Conference tomorrow!"

Feng Buping said coldly.

"That means there's nothing to talk about?"

"No."

"Then let's see the truth with our own hands."

Yue Buqun felt that this battle was inevitable, so he planned to draw his sword. If Mu Renqing came in person, he would certainly not dare to fight, but since it was just Feng Buping, he was not afraid at all.

"Just hit us!"

"and many more!"

Seeing that the two men were about to draw their swords to fight, Master Kongwen quickly spoke up to stop them.

"Today is a martial arts tournament. It would be indecent for the two of you to fight to the death here. How about both sides take a step back?"

"How can we both take a step back?"

Yue Buqun looked at Master Kongwen and said.

Master Kongwen thought for a moment, then said, "Amitabha, this is your Huashan Sect's internal affair, and I am not in a position to speak up. How about you discuss a solution among yourselves?"

"Okay! Yue Buqun, I have a bet, I wonder if you dare to make it."

Feng Buping said.

"What bet?"

"It's very simple. We will send Junior Brother Gui to participate in this martial arts competition, and you also send a disciple to participate. Whoever wins in the end will be the one who taught the disciple better, and will be qualified to inherit the Huashan Taoist lineage. What do you think?" Feng Buping had obviously thought of this idea a long time ago, and now he brought it up directly.

After thinking for a moment, Yue Buqun said: "Okay!"

Others may not know, but Yue Buqun understands the strength of his eldest disciple.

Linghu Chong has learned a magical sword technique these days, and his martial arts have improved by leaps and bounds. Even he may not be his opponent.

If he were to participate in this martial arts competition, his chances of winning would be extremely high.

There will be no problem if it is better than Gui Xinshu.

So, Yue Buqun agreed without much hesitation.

"Good! It's rare for a hypocrite like you to be so happy. I hope you won't regret it when the time comes. There are so many fellow martial artists watching here. If you regret it, you will lose face for the Huashan Sect."

Seeing that Yue Buqun agreed, Feng Buping was secretly delighted. He immediately called all his fellow martial artists present to be witnesses, in order to prevent Yue Buqun from changing his mind.

Yue Buqun is now in a real dilemma.

If they lose, Huashan will probably undergo drastic changes.

Yue Buqun's face turned pale, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that the internal strife in the Huashan Sect had been resolved, everyone knew that the excitement would come to an end for the time being.

"Leader Zuo, is this okay?"

After the two of them made the bet, Feng Buping looked at Zuo Lengchan.

"Haha, of course I have no objection. However, the rules of this martial arts competition are mainly under the responsibility of Yanxia Mountain Villa, and it depends on whether Manor Master Tu has any objection."

Zuo Lengchan kicked the ball back to Yanxia Villa.

Tu Jin quickly smiled and said, "Since Sect Leader Yue has agreed, I naturally have no objection."

"That's good."

Feng Buping laughed.

At the side, Mr. Mo Da whispered in Jiang Yin's ear: "This is a bit troublesome. If Sect Leader Yue loses, it will have a huge impact on our plans for tomorrow."

"This may have something to do with Zuo Lengchan. These people from Huashan Sword Sect were most likely arranged by him."

Jiang Yin said in a low voice.

"Huh? How do you know?"

"I guessed it. I think your actions must have made the suspicious Zuo Lengchan prepared for tomorrow's Five Mountains Conference. If he could replace Sect Leader Yue with someone from the Sword Sect, he would have enough control over tomorrow's Five Mountains Conference. It seems we can't let the Sword Sect succeed."

"If this is true, we must not let the Sword Sect's people succeed. I just don't know if Linghu Chong can defeat Gui Xinshu."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yin looked at Linghu Chong.

If Linghu Chong had obtained the Dugu Nine Swords, it should not be a problem for him to deal with Gui Xinshu.

I just don't know if Gui Xinshu has any tricks up his sleeve.

“Now let me announce the list of participants in this martial arts tournament, as well as their order of appearance.

In the first match, Su Can from the Beggars' Sect fought against Wu Liushan from the Haisha Sect.

In the second match, Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei Sect fights against Zhang Hu of the Five Tiger Sect.

In the third match, Huashan Sword Sect's Gui Xinshu battled against Huashan Qi Sect's Linghu Chong.

Fourth match: Shaolin Yang Kaitai versus Hengshan Yiqing.

The fifth match: Wudang Song Qingshu versus Dian Cang Wanlifeng.

The sixth scene: Zhao Santan of Mount Tai versus You Tanzhi of the Songshan School.

Junior Brother Mo Feng from the Hengshan School has a bye and will directly join the second round of competition." Zuo Lengchan announced the result of the first round of drawing lots.

Jiang Yin looked at his lottery ticket and thought to himself, "I'm quite lucky to have a bye. But this list... You Tanzhi, Su Can?"

Su Can was fine, at least he was indeed a disciple of the Beggars' Sect.

But what about You Tanzhi?

When did he become a disciple of the Songshan School?

After being surprised for a moment, Jiang Yin accepted this setting.

As I said, I'm used to it.

The first competition started soon.

Neither Su Can nor Wu Liushan has any reputation in the martial arts world, so people are not concerned about their fight.

But once the game started, everyone's attention was completely attracted.

Because that disciple of Su Can actually slept directly on the arena.

"Hey, what are you doing? Get down here if you want to sleep!"

Wu Liushan said dissatisfiedly.

But Su Can ignored him and continued to sleep in a sleeping position, even snoring. "This is too much!"

Seeing this, Wu Liushan became furious and kicked him directly.

Who knew that when the kick was about to fall on Su Can, he actually stood up directly, dodged it, and punched Wu Liushan at the same time.

The punch hit him right on the nose.

"Ouch!"

Wu Liushan quickly covered his nose with a look of pain on his face.

"You little brat! How dare you tease me! I'm going to fight you!"

At that moment, Wu Liushan launched a violent attack, but failed to hit Su Can.

On the contrary, Su Can didn't even open his eyes, but he always managed to hit Wu Liushan in strange postures.

In just a moment, Wu Liushan's body was covered with bruises.

"Sleeping Arhat Fist!"

Master Kongwen saw this and said in disbelief.

"What is the Sleeping Arhat Fist?"

Song Yuanqiao asked curiously. "The Sleeping Arhat Fist was created by a Shaolin monk and a Beggar Gang master. It can make people perform strange boxing in a dream state, making it impossible for others to catch the attack.

But this boxing style has been lost for many years, no one in Shaolin or Beggars' Sect has learned it. I didn't expect that this Beggars' Sect disciple actually learned it, it's really rare."