Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Finally, the fire dragon collided with the giant sword. With a loud bang, debris from the surrounding cliffs fell continuously. Everyone present felt as if their hearts had been hit hard.

The giant sword and tiger staff simultaneously escaped from control, flew into the air, and then fell on the Great Sword Terrace. Ma Zhan took the opportunity to use the Xuanyin Finger again, and with a "puff", it pierced Wang Yi's left shoulder.

Ma Zhan took a few steps forward and used the Dragon Hand, preparing to grab Wang Yi's throat and make him lose his fighting ability.

Just when the cavalry battle was about to succeed, Wang Yi moved his left hand, and a foot-long dagger lay in his hand.

"Shuriken~" Green Bamboo's eyelids in the air twitched. It was Brother Gongbu's sword-hiding technique.

"What is that kid trying to do? If he does this, his hand will be crippled."

The horse battle had brought Luzhu so many unexpected surprises that the outcome of the duel was no longer important. She didn't want her interesting brother to become a useless person.

Lu Zhu was about to intervene, and the competition ended there. The Sword Master Yu Chang in the stands was also full of energy, but he was more stable. He shook his head at Lu Zhu, reminding her not to be anxious.

Ma Zhan felt the coldness coming from Wang Yi's left hand, and at such a close distance he had no room to dodge.

Ma Zhan twisted his body, his left hand grasping the blade of Wang Yi's dagger. He transformed his dragon hand into a fist, and his body rotated to the right. His right arm, like a whip, lashed at Wang Yi's face.

Ma Zhan used a Sanda move, turned around and whipped Wang Yi's chin with a punch. With the whip effect, the punch directly knocked Wang Yi away.

Wang Yi, with a dislocated jaw, fell heavily on the swordplay field and passed out.

Ma Zhan looked at his left hand. The Wind and Thunder Divine Wood was very hard. Wang Yi's shuriken only made a cut on Ma Zhan's left hand, without even penetrating the skin.

Ma Zhan covered his left hand and looked pitifully at the green bamboo in the air. "Beautiful sister, my hand is broken."

Lu Zhu landed on the swordplay field and said to Ma Zhan, "I'm not blind." Then he went to check Wang Yi's injuries.

After confirming that Wang Yi was not seriously injured, Lu Zhu announced in a loud voice.

"In the first match, Qinghu wins."

At this moment, whether it was the contestants participating in the competition or the representatives of various sects in the stands, they all looked at the masked boy on the big sword field in disbelief.

"A young man suddenly appeared and defeated the proud son of Jiange."

"Fire Dragon Spear Technique, could it be the descendant of that person?"

"Can he dodge my hidden weapon? I'm planning to avenge the three arrows I shot at me in the Yinlusi."

'My dear brother, you are really awesome!'

"This is what a scholar of the Way should be like."

"This is my man... Damn it, she's flirting with Green Sword Master again."

. . .

"Not bad, little brother. Your portrait should be on the next martial arts evaluation list."

Hearing Lu Zhu's praise, Ma Zhan said proudly: "Alas, I also want to be low-key, but my strength does not allow it."

Ma Zhan took the opportunity to flirt with her, "Beautiful sister, can I pursue you?"

"Catch me?"

"Yes, that's what I mean by pursuit."

Lu Zhu laughed out loud, "Haha, little brother, when your portrait is on the martial arts evaluation list, I will pursue you."

"Okay, it's a deal." Ma Zhan turned around and left Dajianping.

Lu Zhu looked at the boy's back, wondering if he had been too naughty to be seduced by a kid ten years his junior. But it didn't matter anymore. By the time he made it into the top ten of the martial arts rankings, that would be decades away.

As soon as Ma Zhan returned to Zheng Xiaoqiao's side, his left hand was lifted up. After studying it for a while, Zheng Xiaoqiao gently pinched Ma Zhan's arm and asked, "Did you get it?"

"No way, Master Green Sleeves, in her eyes, I'm just a child."

After Zheng Xiaoqiao gave him a proper reminder, she stopped pestering him. She took Ma Zhan's arm and asked seriously, "Who are you going to fight next?"

Ma Zhan looked at the number one card in his hand and said, "There's another Li De in Jiange, who ranks eighth on the martial arts secondary list. He and Wang Yi should be on the same path, so forget about him.

Yu Zeyang from Qingcheng Mountain, Tang Anru from the Tang Clan, and Zhang Qingyun from the Five Pecks of Rice Sect. These three are the priority choices."

"Yo~ This doesn't suit your personality." Liu Nange came over and said with a giggle.

Ma Zhan curled his lips, not wanting to bother with her, a bye. Zheng Xiaoqiao explained on Ma Zhan's behalf, "Nan Ge, you don't know. He plans to deal with the strong enemies first and then pick on the weak ones. They'll have to meet sooner or later anyway."

"My Xiao Qiao still understands me."

Liu Nange rubbed his face and said, "You're sore."

The competition continued, and soon it was Zheng Xiaoqiao's turn. Like Ma Zhan, she didn't actively choose anyone. Even though her number was near the front, someone still chose her.

"The fourth match is between number 12, Zheng Xiaoqiao, and number 24, Scarface."

Zheng Xiaoqiao's opponent was Scarface from the alien guild. Ma Zhan estimated that he was about 1.9 meters tall, with a hideous scar on his face that extended from the left side of his forehead to the right side of his chin.

On the ring, the scarred man with a mace on his shoulder gave Zheng Xiaoqiao a lewd smile, "Little girl, take off your mask and show it to me. I'll be a little lighter in a moment."

Ma Zhan clenched his left hand. If Liu Nange had not pressed his shoulder in time, the scarred face would have been smashed to pieces by Ma Zhan's punch.

Seeing Ma Zhan release his left hand, Liu Nange breathed a sigh of relief. "Really? You two are such a worry to me."

On the Dajianping, Zheng Xiaoqiao didn't waste any words. She held the bronze goblet and directly released the water from the Forgetful River.

Scarface looked at the slowly flowing water of the Forgotten River and grinned, "Little girl, do you want to bathe with your brother? Here comes your brother..."

The Yuchang Sword Master in the stands' eyelids twitched, "Don't go forward..."

It was still a step too late. As Scarface's right foot touched the water of the Forgetful River, his boots melted instantly. White smoke instantly emerged from his right foot soaked in the water of the Forgetful River, and a chill penetrated into his body along the sole of his foot.

In less than a breath, a layer of frost had formed on Scarface's calf. Scarface didn't react at all when he was called, only feeling a slight itch on his right foot.

Green Bamboo on the side was also stunned. What kind of water was this? How could it be so powerful?

"Green Bamboo~"

The master of Yuchang Sword shouted, waking up Luzhu who was watching the show.

In an instant, a sword energy passed through Scarface's right leg below the knee, blood spurted out, and Scarface fell to the ground one after another.

"Ah~~..." Scarface, who had his limbs amputated without anesthesia, howled in great pain.

He watched helplessly as his right foot and calf melted away bit by bit from the skin to the muscles to the bones under the corrosion of the Forgetful River.

The whole process took less than five seconds, and Scarface's feet and calves were gone. It was not known whether it was fear or pain that made Scarface faint.

"Zheng Xiaoqiao wins."

Zheng Xiaoqiao collected the water from the Forgetful River and turned back to Ma Zhan.