The Host in Quick Transmigration Always Wants to Break Her Character

Over the years, Tao Ding has made a name for himself in the martial arts world. An unknown martial artist, relying on his strength, weapons, and some internal energy, has slowly begun to gain some fame in the martial arts world.

He has now shone brightly at the martial arts tournament, defeating several opponents in a single move, which has led him to look down on the disciples of these sects.

Yan Zhao, whose face was more attractive than the others, was unexpectedly also quite skilled.

Tao Ding began to put aside his initial contempt and take the competition seriously.

After dodging one of Lin Jingyi's attacks, Tao Ding channeled his inner strength into his palms and swung his axe at Lin Jingyi.

Lin Jingyi pretended that she couldn't dodge and used her sword to block Tao Ding's axe, but unexpectedly, her sword broke.

Her hands were also tingling from the impact; this axe was quite good.

She quickly stepped back; if she had been any slower, the axe would have struck her.

"Brother Yan, I'm sorry, I didn't know my limits. Now that you're out of weapons, why don't you admit defeat?" Tao Ding had never lost a weapon battle, and seeing Lin Jingyi's sword broken, he couldn't help but feel a little smug.

"It's not over yet, how can we admit defeat?" Lin Jingyi chuckled and took a defensive stance with his broken sword.

Tao Ding frowned, feeling that Lin Jingyi was overestimating himself, and spoke to Lin Jingyi with some rudeness:

"Brother Yan, you are responsible for your own death or injury in the arena. If you don't admit defeat, then next time it might not be your sword that breaks."

"Then give it a try."

Lin Jingyi originally wanted to test Tao Ding's strength, but he didn't expect his weapon to be destroyed here.

However, a broken sword is enough to deal with the pottery tripod.

"You brat, you're so arrogant!" Tao Ding shouted, and began to attack Lin Jingyi.

Lin Jingyi quickly dodged the attack and began to examine the flaws and weaknesses in Tao Ding's attack.

Tao Ding was tall and strong, and his weapons were of superior quality, but his attack speed was a little slow.

After all, holding a weapon weighing over a hundred pounds requires immense strength to swing.

He was so focused on attacking and dodging that his lower body was exposed.

Lin Jingyi used his lightness skill, his steps light and agile, to quickly dodge Tao Ding's attack. Then, as Tao Ding swung his axe, Lin Jingyi thrust his sword at Tao Ding's unsuspecting legs.

"Ah!" Tao Ding cried out in pain, his weapon falling to the ground. He covered his wound with his hand, which was still oozing blood.

"Brother Tao, are you willing to admit defeat?" Blood was still flowing from Lin Jingyi's broken sword, slowly dripping down the edge of the blade to the ground.

Tao Ding nodded, knowing his own weaknesses. Therefore, in every match, he tried his best to defeat his opponent within one move.

Now that he couldn't defeat Yan Zhao in one move and his weakness had been discovered, he had no choice but to admit defeat.

"I concede." Tao Ding said in the direction of Mu Hanfeng, and soon someone took him away.

When everyone saw that Lin Jingyi defeated Tao Ding so easily, they assumed that Tao Ding had dealt with too many opponents, so he was outmatched and revealed his weaknesses when competing with Lin Jingyi.

Therefore, the people on the stage began to get restless.

Lin Jingyi was not afraid of a few more people coming. She had been cultivating the Universe Technique, and her dantian and meridians had expanded many times over. Her internal strength was several times greater than Yan Zhao's before.

Five more people came up in succession, but Lin Jingyi defeated them all with a single move.

Lin Jingyi decided to defeat her opponent in one move to prevent more people from challenging her.

Fortunately, after she knocked the fifth person off the stage, no one else came on.

After waiting for a while and seeing that no one else was going up to challenge, Lin Jingyi sat down cross-legged to regulate his breathing.

"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge Yan Zhao of Yanxue Manor?"

Half an hour later, Lin Jingyi had finished adjusting his breathing. Seeing that no one else was going up on stage, Mu Hanfeng asked everyone according to the procedure.

After asking, no one came up on stage, so Mu Hanfeng had no choice but to say, "Since no one will challenge Yan Zhao anymore, then let young friend Yan rest for the night and fight me again tomorrow morning."

After Mu Hanfeng finished speaking, everyone nodded in agreement.

He then dismissed everyone and told them to come back early the next morning.

Lin Jingyi also returned to Yan's parents' side.

"Why didn't Zhao'er tell her mother before going down to compete?" Mother Yan asked with a worried expression. Having witnessed Tao Ding's ruthlessness towards his opponents, she was concerned about Zhao'er throughout the fight.

"Mother, I only went because I was confident," Lin Jingyi said with a confident smile.

"Good, you are indeed worthy of being my son, Yan Jin's son. I am proud of you." Father Yan laughed heartily and patted Lin Jingyi on the shoulder.

"Congratulations, elder brother/junior brother." Yan Ge and the others, seeing Lin Jingyi win, happily greeted her.

Lin Jingyi smiled and nodded in response.

"However, Zhao'er will be fighting Alliance Leader Mu tomorrow. Whether she wins or not is irrelevant. Being able to compete fairly with the Alliance Leader is already a victory over many people."

Seeing everyone so happy, Yan's father, fearing that Lin Jingyi was under too much pressure, comforted her.

"Father, my sword was broken by Brother Tao." Tomorrow, Lin Jingyi will fight Mu Hanfeng. Although he can defeat him without a weapon, it would be disrespectful to his senior.

After a moment's thought, Yan's father took off his sword and handed it to Lin Jingyi.

"Father, it is not yet time for me to wield the Falling Snow Sword."

Seeing this, Lin Jingyi quickly refused. The Falling Snow Sword was the sword of Yan Zhao's grandfather, which was passed down to Yan's father. Now, the Falling Snow Sword has become the symbol of the owner of Yan Xue Manor.

Therefore, Lin Jing also felt that since Yan's father was still the master of the manor, she could not take the sword.

"Who said the Falling Snow Sword was given to you? I'm just lending it to you for tomorrow. You can return it to me after the competition."

"Thank you, Father."

"Yes, go and get some rest early to prepare for tomorrow's competition."

Mr. Yan waved his hand and left with Mrs. Yan.

"What do you think, Ah Zhao?" Song Yuan asked with a smile, putting his arm around Lin Jingyi.

"Feels great, very satisfying!" Lin Jingyi chuckled and replied.

"Congratulations, Brother Yan, Yiyi." Yiyi, standing beside him, also congratulated Lin Jingyi in a sweet voice.

Lin Jing could also feel the burning gaze that Yi Yi was giving her, and the faint hint of love she was showing.

She didn't look directly at Yiyi. She wasn't Yan Zhao, and she couldn't respond to Yiyi on his behalf. Besides, Yiyi liked her now, and she wasn't sure if Yiyi would like Yan Zhao.

Therefore, she is currently avoiding Yiyi.

"Yes, thank you, Yiyi."

Yiyi stood shyly with her head down beside Yan Ge.

Yan Ge seemed to know Yi Yi's feelings and had been intentionally or unintentionally trying to bring Lin Jingyi and Yi Yi together.

Song Yuan looked at Lin Jingyi with a teasing expression, and Lin Jingyi rolled his eyes at him.

"Why don't you two senior brothers go and have a match?" Lin Jingyi asked his two senior brothers.

"Ah Zhao, you know how skilled Senior Brother is in martial arts. He can handle a small fry, but he's no match for a duel."

Song Yuan waved his hand. He was never interested in martial arts. The best skill he had learned was lightness skill, which was not something others were good at.

Lin Jingyi then turned to look at Lin Di.

All I heard him say was, "Boring."