Jiang Biehe's announcement greatly excited all the martial arts practitioners present.
Many people even looked eager to try it out.
At this moment, Jiang Biehe said again:
"Gentlemen, I spent half the night thinking about this."
"To become the leader of the martial arts alliance, several conditions must be met."
"Of course, the primary condition is that one's martial arts skills are so high that they can outshine all others!"
"Secondly, it can lead us to rid the martial arts world of evil."
"Besides, only after finding the whereabouts of the missing Iron Alliance Leader and handing him over with the Iron Alliance Leader's token will it be truly legitimate!"
Upon hearing what Jiang Biehe said, the martial arts practitioners present all nodded in agreement.
"What Master Jiang says is absolutely right!"
"These conditions must be met."
"..."
Just then, the usually taciturn Hua Wuque frowned and said coldly.
"Please don't waste our time!"
Before Jiang Biehe could reply, Zhou Botong suddenly raised his hand and said directly to Jiang Biehe:
"That's right, let's not waste any more time, let's get started!"
"Didn't you just say you wouldn't talk nonsense? Why are you still talking so much nonsense?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Biehe frowned slightly, a barely perceptible glint of coldness flashing in his eyes, before speaking:
"In that case, let the martial arts tournament begin!"
"The rules of the competition are very simple: whoever stands on this stage at the end will be the winner of this martial arts tournament."
Upon hearing these rules, the many martial arts practitioners present immediately frowned and looked serious.
"this?"
"Isn't it supposed to be a team competition?"
"In that case, wouldn't the person who goes up to the ring first be at a disadvantage?"
"Master Jiang, isn't this rule unfair?"
"..."
Jiang Biehe pretended not to hear what everyone was saying and glanced at Hua Wuque.
Receiving Jiang Biehe's gaze, Hua Wuque remained indifferent.
The next moment, he leaped onto the arena.
"Who would like to offer their advice first?"
After stepping onto the stage, Hua Wuque unfurled his folding fan and spoke with great confidence.
Seeing this, many martial arts practitioners present hesitated.
After all, according to Jiang Biehe, this competition is about who can stand on the stage in the end, and the earlier you stand on the stage to defend your title, the more disadvantaged you will be.
Seeing this, Zhou Botong could no longer restrain himself. Just as he was about to go on stage, a disheveled old man flew straight onto the arena.
"I'm here to learn from your superior skills!"
Without waiting for Hua Wuque's reply, the man swung out a wooden stick he was holding.
"boom!"
The sticks swung about, creating a powerful, swift motion.
Hua Wuque saw this, but his expression remained completely calm and stern.
Just as the old man's stick came flying, Hua Wuque dodged the blow with ease.
While dodging, he flicked his feather fan, aiming straight for the old man's shoulder.
Seeing this, the old man acted swiftly, raising his stick to meet the attack.
Unfortunately, he was so focused on raising the stick that he overlooked the fact that raising his hand immediately revealed an opening below.
Hua Wuque seized the opportunity and suddenly kicked out.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, the old man was sent flying backward and crashed heavily off the stage.
"Someone like you dares to dream of competing for the title of leader of the martial arts alliance?"
Hua Wuque glanced at the old man coldly, his face full of disdain.
"you……"
"Pfft!"
Upon hearing this, the old man was overcome with rage and before he could even utter a word, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Hua Wuque didn't care about this and simply looked away, scanning the many martial arts practitioners below the arena.
"Is there anyone else who would like to offer their advice?"
Hearing Hua Wuque's clamor, Zhou Botong, the Old Urchin, couldn't stand it anymore and was about to step onto the stage when Xiaoyuer suddenly spoke up.
"Old rascal, let me go and meet him first!"
Before Zhou Botong could respond, Xiaoyuer leaped onto the arena.
Hua Wuque frowned slightly when he saw Xiaoyuer stepping onto the arena so early.
"What? You want me to defeat you so soon?"
Hua Wuque said coldly.
"They haven't even fought yet, so it's still uncertain who will win or lose!"
Before he could finish speaking, Xiaoyuer didn't give Hua Wuque a chance to reply. He flashed forward and threw a punch at Hua Wuque.
The original plan was to surprise Hua Wuque.
Unexpectedly, Hua Wuque seemed to have been prepared. Just as Xiaoyuer was about to throw a punch, he suddenly opened and closed the feather fan in his hand, blocking Xiaoyuer's punch perfectly.
"oh?"
Upon seeing this, Xiaoyuer was taken aback, and immediately changed his moves, engaging Hua Wuque in combat once again.
Unfortunately, Hua Wuque at this time was much stronger than Xiaoyuer.
Even with Xiaoyuer frequently changing his moves, he couldn't do anything to Hua Wuque.
Moreover, judging from Hua Wuque's effortless demeanor, he clearly handled the situation with ease.
"Little Fish, with your current strength, go back and train for another ten or eight years before you come back to challenge me!"
Hua Wuque said coldly, making a feint with one hand while simultaneously punching Xiaoyuer with his other hand.
"Bang!"
A loud, explosive sound rang out.
When they looked again, Xiaoyuer had already been blasted off the stage by Hua Wuque.
"Little Fish!"
Zhou Botong saw this, and in a flash, he helped Xiaoyuer up.
Although Zhou Botong had only known Xiaoyuer for a short time, he found Xiaoyuer to be very much to his liking and they had a great time playing together.
"Old rascal, Hua Wuque is quite formidable!"
Hearing Xiaoyuer's words, Zhou Botong glared at him disdainfully and said irritably:
"Awesome my ass!"
"That's because you're too weak."
"Old rascal, let's avenge you!"
As he spoke, Zhou Botong was about to go up to the arena to fight Hua Wuque.
Unexpectedly, before he could even let go of Little Fish, the Green-Winged Bat King leaped onto the arena first.
"You old rascal, you should save your performance for later!"
After leaping onto the stage, the Green-Winged Bat King smiled and looked at Zhou Botong, saying...
"snort!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Botong was so angry that his face turned red. He had been preparing to go up to the arena earlier, but he had been beaten to it time and time again.
"If anyone tries to take it from me again, I'll beat them so badly their own mother won't recognize them!"
After a slight pause, Zhou Botong put his hands on his hips and said angrily.
Meanwhile, on the arena, the Green-Winged Bat King was already fighting Hua Wuque.
Facing the Green-Winged Bat King, Hua Wuque no longer seemed so relaxed.
As the battle continued, the Green Winged Bat King increased its power output, making it increasingly difficult for Hua Wuque to withstand.
Subsequently, under the Green Winged Bat King's Flying Floss and Green Smoke Technique, Hua Wuque could not catch a glimpse of its form.
"Bang!"
Suddenly, the Azure-Winged Bat King moved like a bat, appearing behind Hua Wuque like a ghost, and then casually slammed Hua Wuque off the stage with a palm strike.
Almost the instant Hua Wuque fell off the stage, Zhou Botong flashed up and landed on the stage.
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