Just as Chu Qinghe was thinking about whether to ask Wu Yazi why he took Ding Chunqiu as his disciple after sending Wang Yuyan back to the Valley of the Deaf and Mute, Qu Feiyan, who was also looking at Ding Chunqiu, couldn't help but look strange and said, "Ding Chunqiu actually has to have the people around him shout slogans when he makes an appearance?"

Not to mention Qu Feiyan, even Xiao Zhao and Wang Yuyan frowned unconsciously when they looked at the group from Xingxiu Sea in the distance.

It is well known that experts are often concerned about their reputation.

Therefore, most people would have their own dignified demeanor, unlike Ding Chunqiu, who would have his disciples recite slogans as he made his entrance, as if he were afraid of not attracting enough attention.

Naturally, not only Qu Feiyan and the other women, but even the martial artists from other sects on the back mountain looked at Ding Chunqiu with disdain.

As if sensing the gazes of the crowd, Ding Chunqiu slowly opened his eyes and looked around at the people around him.

But the next second, Ding Chunqiu chuckled, then glanced at the people around him with utter contempt before closing his eyes with an air of arrogance that couldn't be clearer.

Seeing Ding Chunqiu's arrogant demeanor, the leaders and disciples of the various factions present all frowned.

Even though they were unhappy, no one in the room dared to make a move.

He simply watched Ding Chunqiu walk to a spot and sit down.

Seeing this, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but mutter, "The warriors of the Great Song Dynasty are too cowardly! They clearly look dissatisfied with Ding Chunqiu, yet not a single one of them dares to step forward."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe casually replied, "Ding Chunqiu's cultivation is already at the late Grandmaster level. His cultivation technique, the 'Dissolving Power Technique,' is unique. Although it's only a mid-grade Earth-rank martial art, it can dissolve a martial artist's life force, rendering them useless. Even martial artists of the same level have to be cautious when facing Ding Chunqiu's 'Dissolving Power Technique.' Who would want to provoke Ding Chunqiu and invite trouble for themselves?"

After all, the pinker you wear, the fiercer you fight.

Ding Chunqiu is so burly, yet he dares to wear such pink; he must have some skills.

On the other side, the location of the Starry Sky Sect.

At this moment, Ding Chunqiu calmly fanned himself with his feather fan, his eyes slightly narrowed as he occasionally glanced around, his eyes revealing utter contempt.

However, after scanning his surroundings, Ding Chunqiu suddenly frowned, then raised his hand and beckoned a disciple of the Xingxiu Sect.

"Where are Qiao Feng of the Beggars' Sect and Murong Fu of the Murong family of Gusu?"

Martial artists are declining in the Song Dynasty, and in this martial arts tournament, the only opponents that Ding Chunqiu can respect are the rising stars of recent years, Qiao Feng of the North and Murong of the South.

Upon hearing Ding Chunqiu's question, the Xingxiu Sect disciple quickly ran a few feet away, stood there, and slowly circled around. Then, he arrogantly inquired about the other forces.

A short while later, the Xingxiu Sect disciple who had left earlier returned and respectfully reported, "Reporting to the Immortal, I just inquired and found that neither the Beggar Clan nor the Murong family of Gusu seem to have come."

"None of them came?"

Upon hearing what the Xingxiu Sect disciple said, Ding Chunqiu was taken aback.

Noticing Ding Chunqiu's expression, the Xingxiu Sect disciple in front of him rolled his eyes and quickly said, "I think Murong Fu and Qiao Feng are probably too scared to come because they know you're coming, Immortal Master."

Upon hearing this, Ding Chunqiu raised his eyebrows, and then a look of enjoyment appeared on his face.

"Ha! What Qiao Feng of the North and Murong of the South? They're just a bunch of frogs in a well."

Upon seeing this, the Xingxiu Sect disciple in front of Ding Chunqiu began to flatter him, making Ding Chunqiu's smile even wider.

After all, with Qiao Feng and Murong Fu absent, Ding Chunqiu had two fewer formidable rivals at the martial arts tournament.

As the organizer of this martial arts tournament, the Northern Shaolin Temple could not possibly send out its older generation of masters.

Naturally, in Ding Chunqiu's eyes, the position of martial arts alliance leader is already his for the taking.

Thinking about becoming the leader of the martial arts world in the Song Dynasty, Ding Chunqiu was in high spirits.

However, at that moment, from the entrance of the back mountain, dozens of monks slowly entered the back mountain with their hands clasped together.

As Xuan Ci and the others slowly approached the arena, Zhao Min slightly raised her chin, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

A few moments later, Zhao Min glanced in a certain direction, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said to Chu Qinghe, "Next, the people I arranged will start poisoning. Although we are far apart now, the poison used is special, and I am worried that it may still have an impact. Young Master Zhao, please be careful."

However, Chu Qinghe chuckled inwardly at Zhao Min's words, and then slowly said, "Princess, your scheme is truly righteous and honorable!"

Upon hearing the voice, Zhao Min looked bewildered, and when her gaze fell on Chu Qinghe, she couldn't help but ask, "What do you mean by that, Young Master Zhao?"

As she spoke, Zhao Min looked at Chu Qinghe with her large eyes full of sincerity.

Just like when Chu Qinghe wanted to treat Zhao Min with sincere eyes back on Bright Peak.

Chu Qinghe smiled and said, "It's alright, as long as the princess is happy."

Seeing Chu Qinghe withdraw his gaze, Zhao Min smiled sweetly and then turned her head back.

However, a look of seriousness appeared in his eyes.

Meanwhile, as Chu Qinghe looked away, Qu Feiyan subtly touched him with a finger.

Feeling the touch on his back, Chu Qinghe gently fanned himself twice with his folding fan. A subtle burst of energy erupted, and a gentle breeze seemed to pass by the noses of the women beside him, including Shuimu Yinji and Lianxing.

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