Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

"The Lethe River... This girl has conquered the Lethe River."

The Yuchang Sword Master's Adam's apple trembled. He had the honor of witnessing the Ghost Emperor's demeanor and was also one of those who knew the origin of the Forgotten River. In this competition, the disciples of the major sects were likely to meet their match.

Lu Zhu stared at Ma Zhan and Zheng Xiaoqiao for a while. What kind of storm could these two dragons from across the river stir up in the martial arts world of Da Shu?

The competition continued, and Tang Anru and Tang Anyue, who were ranked high, killed their opponents in seconds with their strange body movements and hidden weapons that caught people off guard.

Ma Zhan gritted his teeth when he saw this. No matter who of him or Zheng Xiaoqiao met Tang Anru, they couldn't guarantee victory.

Zheng Xiaoqiao is not very proficient in the use of the water of the Forgotten River. When facing an opponent with high speed and long range, he can only use his natal river and water skills to entangle with the opponent.

The Tang Clan's lightness and body movements are definitely better than the original skills created by the ancestor of Tou Tian. The best one can eliminate the two sisters and save himself from suffering from hidden weapons.

Liu Nange seemed to see through Ma Zhan's thoughts. She looked at Tang Anru and a smile flashed across her lips.

On the Great Sword Terrace, Lin Yueshu looked admiringly at her fellow apprentice He Ling, who was the same age as her. She was genuinely happy for him to have made it to the third round of the competition.

On the ring, swords and knives are blind. Out of consideration for He Ling's safety, Lin Yueshu chooses to fight He Ling personally.

"Junior Brother He Ling, give it your all. Let's just treat this as a competition between fellow disciples."

He Ling nodded respectfully. She knew her own strength well, and being able to get to where she is now was already a blessing from the God of Luck.

He Ling drew out the long sword with a dark blue blade and attacked Lin Yueshu with the Falling Flower Sword Technique without reservation.

"Youlan Sword~" Luzhu recognized the long sword in Heling's hand. After watching the two fighting for a few seconds, she shook her head slightly.

The Youlan Sword was forged by Master Ji, for his beloved, before he perfected his sword-making skills. Only a woman of noble character, like an orchid in a hollow valley, could be compatible with the Youlan.

This little girl's mindset is a bit complicated, and she's a bit too eager for quick success, so she can't bring out the unique power of Youlan.

The duel between the two was the longest. Lin Yueshu defended the entire time, deliberately feeding He Ling with moves. Eventually, He Ling ran out of moves and conceded defeat.

After the duel, Lin Yueshu and Ma Zhan on the cliff nodded to each other. Ma Zhan watched Lin Yueshu leave Dajianping with admiration.

Zheng Xiaoqiao saw the two of them sympathizing with each other and pouted slightly. "Mengyao, Mengyao, you're going to have a hard time in the future."

With Puyang Yingjun's victory with his three sword strikes, the first round of the third competition concluded. Twenty-nine practitioners entered the next round.

After returning to the courtyard, Ma Zhan looked at Liu Nange who was leisurely drinking tea, and suddenly felt that there might be some inside story in this competition.

"Liu Nange, did your family lose money at Jiange? You were the one with a bye in the first game. I calculated that there will be another bye in the second and third games, and it must be you.

You didn't even have to play a single game, and you were already guaranteed a spot in the top ten. This is a shady operation... No, you're playing two kings and four twos with an open hand."

Liu Nange really couldn't understand Ma Zhan's "professional terminology" and snorted coldly: "Humph~ I'm the pre-determined first place in the competition, what can you do?"

"I'm complaining to you..."

"What's wrong with your head?"

Ma Zhan was speechless. Who could she complain to? The organizer rented the land from someone else, and the official leader was her father...

"Little Tiger, go and cook quickly. Don't delay my meal." Liu Nange acted like a princess.

Ma Zhan walked towards the kitchen, cursing, "Eat, eat, eat, I'll give you some laxatives and make you poop to death."

Liu Nange looked at Ma Zhan's back and smiled sweetly, "Those who discuss the Dao are also human beings."

In the third match of the competition, the two upsets in the first round suddenly attracted more spectators around Dajianping.

All the people in Jiange wanted to see the person who destroyed Wang Yi's three flying swords, the person who used the Fire Dragon Spear Technique, and the person who made Scarface lose half of his leg.

With the experience of the first round of competition, the practitioners were much more cautious in selecting the candidates for the second round. People like Qing Hu, Zheng Xiao Qiao, Tang An Ru, etc. did not have any number plates in their bamboo boxes.

Ma Zhan and Zheng Xiaoqiao discussed it. Zheng Xiaoqiao had two rivers in his hands, and Xue Ha was barely able to come out to fight against Yu Zeyang, whose martial arts skills were neutral.

Ma Zhan has better adaptability and is better at fighting against Zhang Qingyun who has mastered Taoist skills.

Liu Nange still stood aside, smiling but saying nothing.

Ma Zhan and Zheng Xiaoqiao used their ranking advantage to win over two powerful enemies each. The others couldn't help but wonder if these two were conceited or mentally ill.

Ma Zhan was the first to appear. Zhang Qingyun was very polite and bowed to the stands, Lu Zhu, and Ma Zhan in turn. Ma Zhan politely returned the greeting with a fist-clasp.

"Beautiful sister, we meet again." Ma Zhan, with the mentality of "If you don't flirt with your sister, you will be in vain", started flirting before the duel.

Due to the strength shown by Ma Zhan, his image in Lu Zhu's heart has changed from a funny and humorous little brother to a strong and funny little brother.

"Little brother, do you miss me?"

"That's because I miss you so much that I can't sleep at night."

"Little brother, aren't you afraid that your lover will be angry?"

. . . .

Zhang Qingyun looked at the two people chatting and laughing helplessly, "Brother, I'm still here, please consider me."

Luzhu knew the right measure. He ended his conversation with Ma Zhan, stepped on Lushou, and hovered beside Dajianping.

"Qinghu vs. Zhang Qingyun, begin."

Zhang Qingyun is a direct disciple of Immortal Master Zhang Hanzhong of the Five Pecks of Rice Sect. Rumors also circulate that he is Zhang Hanzhong's illegitimate son. The truth of this is perhaps known only to Zhang Hanzhong himself.

Ma Zhan had seen the methods of Zhang Tianshi before. Once the talisman was sealed, he couldn't even speak. This young Taoist priest in front of him couldn't compare to Zhang Tianshi, but he must have some hidden tricks up his sleeve.

Therefore, according to Ma Zhan's habit, he must make him lose his fighting ability before revealing his trump card.

Ma Zhan kicked the ground, performed the Swift Move, and instantly rushed in front of Zhang Qingyun. The spinning dagger in his hand silently stabbed into his abdomen.

Faced with this tricky knife, Zhang Qingyun had no choice but to release the protective Qi first and retreat at the same time to ensure his own safety.

Seeing that he had forced Zhang Qingyun into a defensive position, Ma Zhan immediately switched weapons. He held the tiger head in his hand and the tiger tail moved to the same position as the short knife.

Zhang Qingyun had intended to use his protective Qi to withstand the attack, and he had first summoned the Fujian and Fulu. Unexpectedly, the tiger stick ignored the existence of the protective Qi and stabbed directly into his abdomen.

As the tiger tail just entered Zhang Qingyun's abdominal cavity, Ma Zhan felt a huge force coming from the tiger stick, and then a golden light flashed, which bounced Ma Zhan and Zhang Qingyun away together.