Chapter 1671 Martial Arts Tournament

What Xia Fuyi didn't know was that outside the green palace she was staring at, there was someone standing on the edge of the cliff looking down.

The wind lifted up his black cloak with snow foam and moist mist, and the white mink collar set off his elegant and handsome face, making him look even more luxurious and superior.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze looking down as if through the clouds, staring straight at the tree that was almost too small to be seen.

Xia Fuyi, who had just retracted her gaze and was about to walk up, suddenly looked up. In an instant, her gaze was like lightning, piercing through the clouds and leaves, as if she had truly completed this almost impossible eye contact with the man.

The corners of the man's crimson lips curled up slightly, but it didn't make people feel happy or gentle. Instead, it seemed even colder, just like his gorgeous but careless and indifferent voice.

"Ning Qing has nothing to do lately, doesn't he? Let him go to the martial arts tournament and try to earn us a position as the leader of the martial arts world."

The man in black who was standing silently behind him like a shadow knelt on one knee and responded respectfully, then retreated silently.

The man then slowly withdrew his gaze from the mountain, turned around and walked into the towering hall.

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Only after the dangerous feeling of being targeted disappeared did Xia Fuyi quickly catch up with Li Chi and others in front.

Along the way, we followed the people from the Tianji Sect through the winding mountain villa and the tortuous stone roads. At the end, there was a bluestone staircase that seemed to be as long and vast as the sky.

It was not until the last few steps that the noisy voices and the crisp sound of swords clashing, along with the vast wind blowing across the mountains, reached my ears.

This is a very wide bluestone square. Twelve bronze stone pillars carved with ferocious beasts stand tall in different directions, forming a very vast and broad arena.

At this moment, someone on the stage was laughing loudly, almost drowning out the sound of the wind.

"Is there no one left in Chiwei Country? I only defeated sixteen of them."

The man pointed his sword at the man who was spitting blood, stepped forward and stepped on his head, and said arrogantly,

"Our Jinliang's number one swordsman hasn't even arrived yet. I'm just a nobody in the Jinliang martial arts world. How come all the Chiwei masters have been wiped out?"

As he said this, he looked up at the white-bearded elder sitting on the steps of the stage and said loudly,

"Alliance leader, did you win the last martial arts tournament by cheating? I see that all you Chiwei people are doing is just fancy moves. To clear yourself of the suspicion of cheating, why don't you come and fight me?"

"The person sitting there is the previous holder of the Jianghu Order, he is also from Chiwei Country,"

The elder brother stood behind them and explained in a low voice,

"He has been the leader of the martial arts world for six years. He is highly skilled in martial arts and has a righteous character. He is highly respected by the people in the martial arts world. However, he was seriously injured in a martial arts competition some time ago, so he can't participate in this competition."

Since he is respected and a Chiwei citizen, it is natural that there will be heroes in the Chiwei country who will feel sorry for him when he is insulted in public like this.

As soon as the man on the stage finished speaking, someone indignantly jumped onto the stage, holding his sword in his hand and angrily shouted,

"You arrogant brat! I'm here to test you. If you lose to me, you'll need to kneel down and apologize to the leader in public!"

The people on the stage burst into laughter again.

"Okay, then if you lose, you have to admit right here on stage that the so-called Jianghu people in your Chiwei Nation are nothing but a bunch of third-rate bastards who are not even worthy of being on stage."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Chiwei man who came onto the stage roared and rushed forward with a sword.

At the edge of the ring, in the dense crowd, a big man with a beard looked at the scene on the ring, sighed softly, and said,

"If Li Yudi were still here, how could these people dare to be so arrogant?"