The Host in Quick Transmigration Always Wants to Break Her Character

Li Si's voice carried a hint of disbelief.

"Li Si, what brings you here?" Lin Jingyi asked Li Si after taking a bite of the roasted meat in his hand and swallowing it.

“Since parting ways with Master Yan, the four of us brothers wanted to go out and see the world. Later, we heard that a martial arts tournament was going to be held here, so the four of us came here,” Li Si said to Lin Jingyi with a smile.

The three brothers behind him also had smiles on their faces, as if they had seen a family member when they saw Lin Jingyi.

“Yes, that’s fine.” Lin Jingyi nodded in agreement.

Seeing the puzzled looks on their faces, Lin Jingyi explained to them:

“I met these four when I went out for training before the New Year. The one who just spoke is called Li Si, the tall one is called Zhang San, the one with the stubble is called Wang Er, and the one with one eye is called Ma Zi.”

Then he introduced Song Yuan and his group to Li Si and the others, and everyone got to know each other.

Li Sicai asked, "Why is Master Yan camping out here?"

"All the inns in the city are full."

Lin Jingyi replied.

"In that case, if Master Yan doesn't mind, the four of us will stay here with you and spend the night here."

Lin Jingyi nodded, indicating that he had no objection. He then looked at Song Yuan and the others, and seeing that they had no objection, he said to Li Si, "Okay, it's good to have someone to look after you."

After settling in, people began to camp out outside the city.

Lin Jingyi and the others stayed outside the city for three days before Yan's parents arrived, accompanied by Yan Zhao's uncle, Yan Jue.

Because they could only take a limited number of people, Li Si and his three companions stayed outside the city to camp, while Lin Jingyi and the others went up the mountain with Yan's parents.

At this time, there were still three days until the martial arts tournament.

Three days later, early in the morning, Lin Jingyi followed the crowd to a large square. The crowd sat around the edge of the square, with some sect leaders sitting in the first row. Those sitting in the first row were not qualified to participate in the competition and were mostly serving as referees.

Anyone except those in the first row can go on stage to participate in the competition and run for the title of martial arts leader.

As the owner of the manor, Yan's father sat in the first row, with Yan's mother sitting beside him.

Lin Jingyi and the others sat behind Yan's father.

Next were people who hadn't received an invitation.

Seeing that most of the people had arrived, a middle-aged man leaped into the center of the square, dressed in a dark blue robe, exuding an air of authority.

That is the current leader of the martial arts alliance, Mu Hanfeng.

The final winner of this martial arts tournament will become the leader of the alliance if he wins a match against him, and if he loses, Mu Hanfeng will continue to be the leader.

As soon as Mu Hanfeng stepped onto the stage, the whispers around him instantly disappeared.

"Thank you all for traveling a long way to Wujia Mountain to participate in the martial arts conference. The leader of the martial arts alliance shall be chosen by the most capable. This martial arts conference is to select a new leader to lead the martial arts community in working together to destroy the Demonic Sect. I, Mu, have been the leader for five years, but the Demonic Sect is still active in the southern region..."

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, Mu Hanfeng added some internal energy to his voice so that more people could hear him, and began to give his opening remarks.

Lin Jingyi had no interest in these opening remarks and began to sized up the leaders of the various sects sitting in the first row.

Because Yan Zhao rarely went out before, his understanding of the various martial arts sects was not comprehensive, so he could only observe them secretly.

"Then, the martial arts tournament shall officially begin!"

After saying a lot, Mu Hanfeng got down to business. As soon as he finished speaking, a bell rang, and he flew up and sat in the middle seat of the first row.

The martial arts tournament is not only about selecting a leader of the martial arts alliance, but also a competition of martial arts skills among the younger generation of various schools.

Yanxue Manor has only a few hundred people and its history and scale are not large. Yanxue is Yan Zhao's grandfather. Because of Yanxue's outstanding martial arts skills in his early years, he established Yanxue Manor by himself.

After becoming the head of the manor, Yan's father expanded the manor, which is why he received an invitation to the martial arts tournament.

However, compared to other sects, Yanxue Manor is still somewhat weaker.

"Gentlemen, my name is Fu Qiu, the eldest disciple of the Lanyuan Sect. Please enlighten me!"

Suddenly, a man leaped onto the square, cupped his hands in greeting to the crowd, and spoke in a boastful and confident tone.

"Lu Song of the Liuyun Sect, please enlighten me." As soon as Fu Qiu finished speaking, Lu Song flew down and cupped his hands in greeting to Fu Qiu.

"It is said that the Lanyuan Sect and the Liuyun Sect are close to each other, but the people of these two sects do not like each other and often secretly attack each other."

Song Yuan, who was standing next to Lin Jingyi, continued, "..."

"Now, there's something interesting to watch."

Lin Jingyi nodded, watching the fight on the field, without replying.

Lu Song won the first match, and people gradually came up to participate in the competition.

Lin Jingyi is not in a hurry to go on stage to participate in the competition. The martial arts tournament adopts a round-robin format, and if she goes now, she doesn't know how many opponents she will face later.

However, if she displays her formidable skill from the start, causing everyone to back down, then no one will dare to challenge her, and she can directly compete with Mu Hanfeng.

However, she plans to wait and see until no one else is willing to take on the challenge before she goes up herself.

After watching all day, a martial arts alliance leader still hasn't been chosen.

The next day, the winner of the first day flew into the square first, waiting for his challenger.

By noon, very few people were willing to go up on stage to compete, because the man in the square had kicked all the dozen or so people who went up onto the stage off the stage in a single move.

The man had a full beard and seemed to belong to no particular sect, yet he managed to break through the encirclement of many sects.

Seeing that no one else was going up, Lin Jingyi gathered his energy and flew off the stage.

"Brother..." Yan Ge was worried about Lin Jingyi's safety after seeing how brave the bearded man was, but seeing that Lin Jingyi had already jumped down, she could only call out softly.

Lin Jingyi did not hear it.

"Yan Xue Manor, Yan Zhao, please enlighten me."

Lin Jingyi clasped his hands in greeting to the bearded man and introduced himself.

"Tao Ding is from no particular sect or faction. Young Brother Yan, your small frame can't withstand this axe from me. I suggest you go down."

Tao Ding gave Lin Jingyi a perfunctory greeting, and seeing Lin Jingyi's tall and thin appearance, he was really afraid that he would break the other side with an axe.

Lin Jingyi chuckled: "Brother Tao, I haven't even made a move yet, how do you know I'm no match? Just go ahead and make your move."

"Then I won't hold back, brother." With that, Tao Ding raised his axe and smashed it down on Lin Jingyi with the back of the axe.

Lin Jingyi dodged the attack with a quick movement, drew his sword, casually tossed the scabbard aside, and began to deal with Tao Ding's attack.

Tao Ding's axe looks to weigh over a hundred pounds, and even its handle is made of black iron.

His weapon was better than Lin Jingyi's, and Lin Jingyi did not intend to confront him directly, as it would be disadvantageous for her.

"Forgive me, Brother Tao." After dodging Tao Ding's attack, Lin Jingyi quickly sliced ​​through Tao Ding's sleeve with his sword.

Tao Ding saw that he had been able to injure him, and anger began to show on his face. He had underestimated his opponent.