The swordsmen of the Tianshan Sect were clearly more skilled in martial arts, and each of their moves was imbued with a greater amount of spiritual energy.

After exchanging a few blows, Zhao Qingzhu spoke:

"This young swordsman from the Tianshan Sect will win in no more than three moves."

Zhu Yunwen nodded. He might not believe what others said, but Zhao Qingzhu was qualified to draw such a conclusion.

As expected, after three moves, the young disciples of the Tianshan Sword Sect won the victory with an overwhelming advantage.

The swordsmen from the Sanshui Sect could only retreat in disappointment, and then some young men stepped forward to challenge the swordsmen from the Tianshan Sect.

This competition was mostly attended by young disciples, which makes sense, as many grand events in the martial arts world are primarily for young people, since older people have already established themselves and don't like to show their faces in public.

Unless it's something really important, I wouldn't easily attend such a gathering.

Young people, on the other hand, need to become famous and care more about their reputation, so they usually hold and participate in such grand events.

Despite the addition of several more young men, none could withstand the swordsmanship of the young man from the Tianshan Sword Sect. The series of victories greatly pleased this young disciple of the Tianshan Sword Sect.

With a proud and confident smile on his face, he looked down on everyone, which drew cheers and excitement from many female tourists around him.

This is probably no different from the idol worship of later generations, and may even be more extreme.

After all, the victorious demeanor displayed by these young martial arts masters on stage, with their formidable strength, is more likely to win the hearts of the young girls.

This went on for several more rounds.

A Wudang disciple went up, and this Wudang disciple's kung fu was also very powerful. In just a few moves, he actually knocked down the young man from the Tianshan Sword Sect.

This Wudang disciple immediately became the center of attention once again.

He stood proudly on the high platform, holding a long sword, and addressed the crowd below:

"Is there any other hero who dares to step forward and spar with me?"

After he said this, the crowd below looked at each other in bewilderment, and for a moment no one dared to go up.

The Wudang disciple surveyed the entire area with satisfaction, then pointed a finger at a young man holding a long spear and said:

"Young hero, would you dare to come forward and have a match?"

Originally, none of the young people present dared to go up and spar with this Wudang disciple, but the man holding the long spear was pointed at and told to go up.

If he didn't go up now, it would only be more embarrassing, so he brandished his spear, jumped onto the platform, and said:

Please enlighten me.

Then they launched a fierce attack.

As the saying goes, "an inch longer, an inch stronger," and the young man wielding the long spear demonstrated a certain advantage from the very beginning.

However, such advantages cannot play a decisive role in the face of absolute strength.

Therefore, after a battle, the young man wielding the spear was still no match for the Wudang disciple and slowly fell to the ground.

However, no one found this strange, as the Wudang disciple's strength was indeed not to be underestimated.

On the scene, one can stand out from the crowd.

But unfortunately, he was too arrogant. His successive victories made him complacent, so he continued to survey the entire arena.

He was thinking of finding a few more people to challenge him, and if no one dared to fight him then, he would have won this victory.

After scanning the room, he finally set his gaze on a young man who seemed to have some ability.

He waved to him and said:

"Do you dare to come up and fight?"

This Wudang disciple appeared very domineering. After he finished speaking, everyone looked at the young man he had criticized.

The young man was also very helpless, but had no choice but to bite the bullet and go up.

Holding a nine-section whip, he used his lightness skill to leap onto the arena. Without even announcing himself, he rushed forward and launched his attack.

The Wudang disciple sneered, swung his longsword a few times, and easily blocked all the attacks.

Moreover, he immediately gained the upper hand, pressing the young man who was using the nine-section whip relentlessly, leaving the young man powerless to resist for a time.

In the end, he quickly retreated and hurriedly begged for mercy and admitted defeat.

By this point, the young man had fought seven or eight opponents without losing. He was essentially the strongest fighter in the entire arena, and no one could compare to him.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will be the absolute winner this time.

But unfortunately, successive victories can go to one's head. In this state of elation, he became increasingly eager to demonstrate his strength and continue to show off his power.

So he always wanted to keep playing to satisfy his vanity.

After all, there were many women present, including tourists and martial arts practitioners, many of whom were young and beautiful.

His current popularity is unparalleled, and if it continues, it will not only make his fame grow, but also make him more popular among the girls present.

Every young person enjoys this feeling. Even those with exceptional martial arts skills cannot escape the pursuit of fame and fortune, and the feeling of being admired.

So he continued to scan the entire area, wanting to pick out some people to challenge. His gaze naturally lingered on Zhu Yunwen for a moment, but he discovered that Zhu Yunwen did not seem to know martial arts.

Or rather, he didn't seem like a master. So he shifted his gaze and fixed it on Zhao Qingzhu.

The next moment he was stunned, not because he realized that Zhao Qingzhu was a martial arts master, but because Zhao Qingzhu was too beautiful. Such a beautiful face was naturally and incredibly eye-catching.

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