Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Jianzhou, a holy place for sword cultivators from all over the world. Under the rule of Jiange, Jianzhou has no city walls. Because the swords of Jiange are like thousands of troops.

When Guanlong took Hanzhong, they stopped at Pingyang Pass because if they went any further, the tens of thousands of sword cultivators from Jianzhou would confront the Guanzhong cavalry.

Jiange is located on Jianmen Pass Mountain, 30 miles south of Jianzhou City.

Jianmen Mountain has a fracture, with steep cliffs on both sides reaching into the sky, and the peaks leaning against the sky like swords. The cliffs are separated and the two walls face each other, which looks like a gate, so it is called "Jianmen".

According to legend, this is where the first master of Jian Ge opened the Jian Gate with a sword.

From then on, people no longer had to cross mountains and ridges to enter and leave Shu. Jianmen Pass also became the most important gateway to Shu, known as the most powerful pass in the world.

Three hundred meters from the entrance, there is a giant sword lying across the cliff. It is a huge stone in the shape of a god.

According to legend, this was the first generation of Sword God who ascended to heaven and his body turned into a giant sword to protect his homeland in Shu.

This place is called Dajianping, where the disciples of Jiange practice sword skills every day.

At this time, the sword-fighting field was filled with young talents who came to participate in the competition.

A few dozen meters above the sword-fighting platform, an observation deck was artificially carved out. On the deck, representatives from various sects attending the competition were greeting and chatting with each other.

Puyang Yingjun looked at the man beside him curiously, occasionally reaching out to knock on the silver mask on his face. "Brother, you are really good. This outfit is so handsome."

Ma Zhan slapped Puyang's handsome hand away and said unhappily, "What do you know? This is called taking precautions."

Puyang Yingjun looked at the bustling crowd and said, "That's unnecessary. With so many people, how could we possibly run into Tang Anru? We probably don't have that much luck... woooo~"

Ma Zhan covered Puyang Yingjun's mouth, pulled him aside, looked around, and whispered:

"Tang Anru heard you calling her name just now, and she glanced in our direction. If I hadn't pulled you over, she would have definitely come to cause trouble for you."

"Oh my god, are we really that unlucky? You must be seeing things."

"Impossible. That girl is so energetic that I can recognize her even if she turned into ash."

Ma Zhan felt a little scared when he thought of Tang Anru, Tang Anyue, and the people around them all looking at him.

Why are the people from the Tang Sect so good at hearing? Especially the gazes of the men around the two of them were really scary.

Puyang Yingjun followed Ma Zhan's instructions and tried to keep a low profile. He even spoke in a much lower voice when greeting his fellow disciples.

Finally, a deep gong sounded, and the Sword Master Yuchang of Jiange spoke the opening words.

Ma Zhan looked up at the observation deck. The men and women all had the demeanor of masters. None of the top ten from the martial arts rankings or the beauty rankings were there. It seemed the only people on the observation deck were diplomatic representatives from their sects.

"It's a pity that my beautiful master didn't come."

"What beauty?" The word "beauty" made Puyang Yingjun's eyes light up.

After spending a long time with Puyang Yingjun, Ma Zhan discovered that this fat boy had the same hobby as himself, and he became aroused when talking about beautiful women.

Ma Zhan rolled his eyes at him and said, "Nothing."

As usual, Master Yuchang Sword finished his opening remarks and began to announce the content of the first competition.

"Starting from Dajianping, we'll pass Tianti Gorge, the Bird Path, the Monkey Path, the Cuiyun Corridor, the One-Line Sky, and finally the Crystal Terrace. The top 200 will advance to the next round, and the rest will be eliminated.

During the competition, everyone will rely on their own abilities, and life and death are at their own risk."

Ma Zhan poked Puyang Yingjun and said, "Brother Yingjun, I don't know the way."

Puyang Yingjun felt that this brother's mind was sometimes clear and sometimes confused.

"Brother, since ancient times, there has only been one path through Jianmen, no forks. Besides, if you don't know the way, why not just follow others..."

"That's right." Ma Zhan smiled awkwardly, thinking to himself, I can't run to first place, so why not just follow others?

"This is not fair..." someone in the crowd shouted.

The Yuchang Sword Master in the stands frowned slightly and asked unhappily, "What's unfair about that?"

A burly man said indignantly, "Jiangge disciples can fly with their swords, and they don't have to climb the dangerous Shu Road. This is clearly biased towards Jiange disciples."

The man's words were like throwing a stone into the calm water, and many people on Dajianping began to whisper.

Some sect representatives on the observation deck also looked at each other, seemingly expressing dissatisfaction.

"Hmph~~" The Master of Yuchang Sword snorted coldly, and his powerful aura silenced the crowd instantly.

"If you feel it's unfair, you can quit now."

The extremely domineering words, coupled with the unquestionable tone, made the entire Dajianping silent.

"Let's start now..."

As soon as the Yuchang Sword Master finished speaking, dozens of people soared into the sky on flying swords.

Ma Zhan looked up and saw people flying with swords in the sky, as well as people riding eagles, birds, and gourds.

To his surprise, a river of water surged out from a bronze goblet, carrying a woman wearing a silver mask and rushing forward.

"If I had known you were coming, I would have let your natal river take me."

Puyang Yingjun stepped on the "mistress" and said to Ma Zhan: "Brother, are you coming up?"

Ma Zhan was really worried about a car-sick driver driving, so he waved his hand and said, "You go first, be careful."

Puyang Yingjun nodded, then vanished like a streak of light. This marathon-like competition saw everyone show off their talents.

Ma Zhan made a rough calculation and found that there were less than fifty people who had the advantage of flying. This meant that among the disciples of Jiange, those who could fly with swords were rare.

When the crowd on Dajianping had almost dispersed, Ma Zhan activated the Chixia Qi and flew like a swift into the air towards Tianti Gorge.

The ladder to heaven in Jiange is thousands of miles cold, and the steep winding mountain path follows the terrain and is built on wooden planks in the air.

Ma Zhan looked at the spiral plank road, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he used the Flying Spirit Ascension Technique.

This kind of light skill, similar to the Wudang Tiyunzong, is extremely demanding on internal strength. Fortunately, the Emei Chixia Qi is pure and strong, and the horse battle calculations are precise, allowing him to fly over the plank road continuously.

Liu Nange, sitting cross-legged on the back of a spiritual crane in the air, saw a man using Qinggong to easily surpass those who flew with swords and those who relied on precious spiritual pets. He murmured:

"With such graceful movements, is he a Tang Sect disciple?"

Tang Anru, Tang Anyue, and other Tang Sect disciples formed a formation. Relying on their excellent agility, they moved forward in a staggered manner, leveraging each other's strength and staying firmly at the front of the marching group.

He Ling followed the uncle masters in Mount Emei and persevered with gritted teeth.

Puyang Yingjun was dizzy from the sword and could only fly for a short distance. He stopped to rest for a while, and then continued flying after he recovered.

Fortunately, his "Xiao San'er" is the top one among many flying swords, which prevents him from falling behind the main flying force.

The water of a big river flows upstream against the current. A woman stands calmly on the river, and the sun's rays are reflected on her silver mask from time to time.