Fairy, don't try to mess with my filial piety

On the arena,

Yun Qingying stared at the black-robed man in front of her, her tone calm and slightly ruthless:

"They're looking for a wounded person to temporarily replace you? If you're asking for a reward, you'd better not take the money. I won't hold back."

She had been fighting all day and it was almost the first time she had spoken to her opponent.

Chu Wuji didn't know what expression to make. The girl's words sounded quite sarcastic, but also like some kind of well-intentioned concern and reminder.

"Although I was pushed here without knowing what was going on, it wasn't for the money. My injuries have healed, so there's no need to treat me as an injured person."

No matter how many explanations you give, they are not as real as actions.

He immediately assumed the stance of White Crane Spreading Its Wings, which is a typical taunting technique in martial arts. He spread his arms, leaving his middle door wide open, revealing all the flaws. He also hooked his palms, as if silently saying, "I've given you the flaws, do you dare to come?"

Yun Qingying knew that the other party's ridicule was not malicious, but she was not a pushover. She would not repeat the reminder a second time. She immediately got ready to fight, and her delicate and beautiful face was filled with seriousness and coldness.

As the last battle of the day, she reported her home:

"The Yun family, Yun Qingying."

Chu Wuji held back the words "Martial Academy, Chu Wuji" on his lips, because this was just a perfunctory reference to his background. He felt the other party's seriousness and responded seriously:

"My mother's family, Chu Wuji."

Yun Qingying didn't expect to hear this name for the third time today. The first two times the host announced that he had abstained from participating, but the last time he introduced himself.

She once again took simple and unpretentious steps, approached her opponent in the blink of an eye, and punched out with inch power!

Yun Qingying practiced this set of formulaic moves for the entire day without using any variations. It wasn't because she didn't want to, but none of the opponents standing in front of her could take her punch, leaving her no room to use any other moves.

Chu Wuji raised his eyebrows. He sensed an unusual power. The seriousness in his heart turned into solemnity. He threw a punch with great force. The energy of his punch created a strong gust of wind and he attacked head-on.

The moment the two fists touched, a gust of air was created, causing the flags to flutter.

Yun Qingying's heart finally felt a ripple, and her beautiful eyes showed surprise. She had just clearly felt a force that hit her before Chu Wuzhi's fist!

In this greeting-like fight, Yun Qingying was pushed back half a step.

Chu Wuji no longer had that relaxed and joking look on his face. Except for his godmother, he would respect anyone equally, regardless of gender, as long as they stood in front of him with the intention of fighting!

"I'm serious, but Miss Yun, you're not serious yet."

This seemingly ordinary temptation made the spectators in the audience excited.

It had been a whole day, and although there had been many exciting back-and-forth exchanges, as long as that girl stood up, the fight would only remain at

In the first round, the final finally had a different scene.

The disciples of the Villa who were hosting the competition were all stunned. They looked at each other and said in disbelief:

"Junior brother, who did you invite here? This man looks injured, why didn't he fly away?"

"Isn't he just a passerby who was brought here temporarily? Could it be that the young lady from the Yun family let him go?"

"Wait a minute, did he just introduce himself as Chu Wuji... the one who beat the Shangshu family's son-in-law until he foamed at the mouth?"

The spectators were talking about it, but the fighters would not slow down the pace for them.

Chu Wuji attacked first, and the seemingly reckless Erlangzi chased him, but in fact he did not stop to analyze in his heart:

"This girl's strength doesn't match her physique at all. I guess she's a cultivator. Fortunately, she's not as scary as the demon drum. I can't just rely on strength, or I'll easily suffer a loss!"

In the past, when he and his godmother were traveling in the wilderness, he often fought with wild beasts to make up for his air force. His greatest inspiration was "sneak attack!" and "strike first after being attacked."

A sneak attack requires catching the opponent off guard and aiming for a fatal blow.

The key to striking back is to find loopholes and highlight a solution. When the opponent makes a move, I will respond based on the loopholes in the opponent's move.

Chu Wuji marched forward with a cautious step, each one of his steps taking root, so steady that it was difficult to shake. He swung his arm and punched, smashing down towards Yun Qingying's forehead.

Yun Qingying decisively counterattacked with a banlan punch, but she didn't expect that it was a feint. After seeing her attack, Chu Wuji immediately changed his moves and used his fists to neutralize the flaws in her attack.

Having seized the advantage, Chu Wuji took another battle step, his foot lodging between Yun Qingying's legs. His foot took root, blocking her pace. His position was like an enemy at the gate, Yun Qingying fell into a disadvantage, and she was helplessly succumbed to the double push palm.

One palm landed on the soft flesh of her heart, and the other palm landed on her abdomen.

Yun Qingying could only use the force to retreat, keep some distance, and gain some understanding in her heart.

"Is he using fake punches to put pressure on me, forcing me to rush my attack, and then finding my weakness to counterattack?"

The girl stared at the black-robed man in front of her. His whole aura was like that of a wild beast in the mountains. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, his body was as murderous as a tiger, and his heart was as cunning as a wolf.

At first glance, his first attack is very intimidating, but in fact it is forcing the opponent to respond hastily. As soon as the opponent uses a counter-attack, he is already waiting to break the opponent's move.

How could there be such a cunning person!

His physical strength is incredible, but he is also capable of hidden calculations!

Yun Qingying knew that she lacked practical combat experience, and she was afraid that she could not match her opponent in terms of strategizing. Should she use the spiritual energy in her qi organs and spiritual veins?

She asked herself this question in her heart and finally chose to refuse.

The man in black robe obviously had never practiced cultivation. He relied purely on his physical abilities and mental calculations. If he had used the power of the immortals, his mentality would have already meant that he had accepted defeat and was inferior to others!

After resolving the decision in her heart, Yun Qingying continued to use the martial arts skills she had learned to face the opponent.

Slap your palms, kick your legs straight to steal your chin, flip and beat your eggs...

Yun Qingying used the martial arts moves that had once only been practiced in actual combat for the first time.

Every time the two men's fists and feet collided, ripples were created like waves on the water. The spectators who were close by were even cut by the residual power of the spreading energy, and their skin oozed blood.

The spectators in the stands forgot to cheer and were all stunned by surprise. Could this be the actual energy?

The clashing of Qi and energy during a martial arts duel is so intense it can actually be seen with the naked eye?!

After countless rounds of fighting, Yun Qingying couldn't help but ask:

"I've read many orthodox martial arts manuals, but I haven't seen your style before. Who is your master?"

"I never had a master. I learned this from hunting. By eating a wild animal, I learned its survival skills. If I couldn't learn them, I couldn't catch them."

Seeing how serious he was, Yun Qingying didn't know for a moment whether it was a joke or something else. Learning martial arts from a wild beast?

"How many did you eat?"

"I forgot. I eat whatever I come across. In the wilderness, I don't have the ability to order food, just like I don't have the ability to choose my birth."

Another round of confrontation began. Yun Qingying saw that the opponent was using his shoulders and elbows to attack, and his speed was a little slow. There was no need to confront him head-on, so she chose to step back two steps and wait a moment before calmly finding his weakness.

But Yun Qingying never expected that her foot would miss the ground.

"?!"

What happened? Why did I miss a step? We're clearly still within the arena!

The pretty girl caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye and found that the arena in this corner had collapsed at some point!

If you fall, you lose. He even takes this into account?

As a last resort, Yun Qingying circulated the spiritual energy in her body, stepped lightly into the air, and kicked out with her jade legs.

The man was in mid-air, but he jumped lightly back to the arena.

Looking at Chu Wuzhi again, he seemed to be unable to stop the momentum of the wild bull, and rushed down the mountain like a tiger to the bottom of the arena.

With both feet on the ground, he lost!

No one expected the competition to end in this way, but the spectators burst into thunderous applause and cheers.

The host was stunned for a moment, then quickly announced:

"The winner is Qingying!"

Yun Qingying, the winner, showed no joy. Her face showed confusion as she stared at Chu Wuji.

She knew that when she jumped back to the arena just now, with Chu Wuzhi's cunning and treachery, he could easily block her on the arena and force her down, but he rushed off the stage like a fool.

why?

Chu Wuji waved goodbye and said, "You've hidden your strength but haven't used it yet. I won't continue to fight. I'm going back to accompany my mother. I'm leaving!"

For Chu Wuji, if he cannot get the complete Three Swords Championship, he will not have the opportunity to enter the national treasury to choose treasures by himself. It is meaningless to get one more championship now.

Uncle Kong, Yan Daliu and others came to greet him, and while they were very happy, they also felt sorry for Chu Wuji.

"You are unlucky. You have met an opponent who is preparing to go to the immortal family for training. I, the leader of the two swords, recognize you as the leader of the sword!"

"It's been a feast for the eyes! This martial arts skill is incredible. The arena was shattered!"

......

On the tower,

Many ladies of noble titles cast favoring glances at Chu Wuji, their eyes unable to move away and almost moistened, but due to moral standards, they could not show it too obviously.

Princess Yaoer stood on tiptoe, looking in the direction where Chu Wuji left, and anxiously shook her mother's arm:

"Mother, please ask someone to bring Brother Chu over to the tower. Little White Tiger is looking for him!"

Princess Jing'an hadn't expected tonight's martial arts competition to be so exciting. She looked at her daughter's reaction, feeling both angry and amused.

"He probably just came back from Yunhe Town and was in a hurry to rest. Just now it looked like he jumped off the arena on purpose to admit defeat.

But you, little rascal, have actually found a formidable brother to bring back to the palace!"

Wen Yaoer almost forgot how disheveled Chu Wuzhi looked when he first appeared. She guessed that he had really returned from exorcising demons in Yunhe Town. She was a sensible girl and knew that it was not a good time to disturb Brother Chu's rest, so she did not make any more willful requests.

She snorted proudly, "What little hoof? I am the mighty embroidered tiger! Mother should call me Little Claw!"

Queen Wen hesitated for a long time before she could not help but said:

"That child has such abilities. It would be a waste of his talent to have him take care of the white tiger as a tamer. It would be better to transfer him to the palace as a guard."

Yao'er pouted: "No!"

......

On the arena, Yun Qingying lowered her brows, biting her lips. Her expression was no longer as indifferent and cold as usual, and her slender hands clenched into fists.

The girl's mind kept replaying the scene of herself being forced to use her spiritual energy.

I was controlled by this vicious and cunning guy the entire time, but in the end, I became the winner without knowing it...

She couldn't accept it!

Yun Qingying's mother, Madam Jiang, came up and wiped her daughter's cheeks and forehead with a handkerchief. The beautiful woman looked in the direction of Chu Wuji and sighed:

"If your brother hadn't been taken away, he would be as charming as he is now. If your brother were still alive, my Qingying wouldn't have to suffer so much..."

Chapter 30 Ripples of Motherhood

Yun Qingying soon returned to the Yun family with her mother, and Chu Wuji left the arena early.

As the organizer, Zhujian Villa was stunned watching from backstage. The people who were in charge of the on-site activities were all new generation disciples. They recalled the fierce duel between the man and woman just now and doubted what they had learned.

When they first joined the sect, they were given gifts, offered tea as a thank-you, and kowtowed, but no one told them that martial arts could produce actual energy shocks!

The elders of the sect with more seniority have a lot of grievances that they cannot explain.

Many compromises are unavoidable. Once you accept the amnesty from the Lihuo court, you naturally have to make some changes. You can't let the martial arts of the Jianghu become a destabilizing force among the people.

Then we have to judge the situation and modify the martial arts moves of the sect, adding some performance elements, so that at least the disciples can attract fans.

However, after seeing such a "retro" orthodox competition tonight, the elders of the sect looked back on their own development and felt ashamed and believed that they had fallen.

"If I had followed those old rivals and left this arena together to develop in other countries, would I have been able to preserve the essence of the ancestors?"

The eldest brother Ringo was extremely relieved. Previously, he felt unwilling to accept the fact that he had lost the top spot.

But looking at the situation just now, even Chu Wuji, who was such a good fighter, lost. If I go up there myself, I will not only lose the championship, but also lose face!

"There are gains and losses. After tonight's comparison, the future martial arts competitions hosted by my Sword Forging Villa will definitely be the most influential, and the swords sold by the villa will be widely sold!"

Off the field, the spectators were still savoring the recent competition.

Previously, when the competition was going on, I was so focused on watching that I didn't dare to be distracted by chatting, for fear of missing any exciting moments. Now I don't have to worry about that anymore.

Even if the people around them are all grown men who don't know each other, they can still chat enthusiastically and imitate the movements of the man and woman competing with each other.

Many people choose to move to teahouses and taverns to continue chatting.