After communicating with Qin Xueshui and Qingxi, Qin Xin prepared to leave.
The two of them came out of the training room to participate in the first stage of the Kunmen martial arts competition.
The first stage of the Eight Gates Martial Arts Tournament has now begun. Ten arenas have been set up in the Kunmen's trading square. The disciples who can remain on the arenas will be the winners and will then participate in the next round of the competition.
Qin Xin was quite confident in passing the first stage within this Kunmen.
As soon as Qin Xin descended from the main peak of Kunmen, he heard a series of commotions, as if a powerful figure was approaching.
Qin Xin stopped and looked ahead. With his keen spiritual sense, he discovered that the person in front of him was walking on air, supported by powerful Yuan energy.
"Yuanfu Realm?" Qin Xin frowned slightly.
At this moment, the man had already arrived in front of Qin Xin, and the long sword pattern on his chest was very conspicuous.
However, the sword pattern was particularly glaring to Qin Xin, because when Qin Haotian removed his martial bones, there was the same mark on his robe.
The man stopped a few meters away from Qin Xin, looked him up and down, and said, "You're Qin Xin?"
Qin Xin looked at the person in front of him, somewhat too lazy to pay attention to him. He knew that this person had come here because he had injured Tian Qi.
"You're the one who injured the people from the Xuan Tian Sword Sect, aren't you!" The man stared at Qin Xin, his eyes filled with coldness.
Qin Xin's martial spirit had already quietly begun to circulate. He could sense the power of the man before him, but he felt no fear. He said in a deep voice, "That's right, it's me."
"Hehe, I didn't expect to find such a promising talent in this barren land. Although he's not a Sword Martial Spirit, his talent is quite good." The man wasn't angry; instead, he smiled and nodded. "My name is Hu Zhe. I'm currently short of guards. How about it, are you interested?"
Hu Zhe, a member of the Xuantian Sword Sect, personally invited Qin Xin, which meant that he wanted Qin Xin to join the Xuantian Sword Sect. Although he would only be a guard by his side, and his status was lower than that of ordinary disciples, he would be able to enter the Central Plains to cultivate, so his future prospects would be limitless. For a time, many disciples of the Kun Sect cast envious glances at him.
Qin Xin directly rejected Hu Zhe's invitation, "Being someone else's bodyguard? Not interested."
"How ungrateful!" The two Xuan Tian Sword Sect disciples who had come with Hu Zhe shouted angrily and then directly attacked Qin Xin.
Hu Zhe smiled slightly, then waved his hand and said, "It's alright, since that's the case, then let it go."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Xin led Qin Xue and Shui Qingxi directly towards Kunmen Square, leaving Hu Zhe and the other two behind, their expressions unreadable.
"Senior Brother Hu, are we just going to let him go like this?" A disciple of the Xuantian Sword Sect behind Hu Zhe said indignantly.
Hu Zhe smiled slightly and said, "When have you ever seen my Xuantian Sword Sect suffer a loss? This is, after all, the Eastern Wilderness Academy. If we go too far, we might run into some trouble."
"Make a call to the other sects. Qin Xin will be begging me to be his bodyguard. He'll be nothing more than a dog then. I could kill him on the road and no one would know."
Hu Zhe's soft voice reached the ears of the two men, and immediately all three men's eyes revealed a malicious intent.
"A bunch of cowards who only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong!" Just as smiles appeared on the faces of the three, a clear voice came from behind them.
"Hong Ye! This is the Eastern Wilderness! What do you want to do! Aren't you afraid I'll report this to the sect elders!" The three of them looked rather ugly after hearing the mocking voice.
Moreover, some disciples of the Kun Sect were also watching them, which made Hu Zhe's eyes flash with anger.
"What do I care about your sect's elders? It's one thing for you people from the Xuantian Sword Sect to run rampant in the Central Plains, but now that you've come to the Eastern Wilderness, you're still behaving the same way. Aren't you afraid of disgracing your ancestor? I just don't like you and want to beat you up!" The man named Hong Ye said with a blade of grass dangling from his lips, looking rather roguish.
Seeing Hong Ye shouting that he was about to make a move, Hu Zhe frowned slightly. Hong Ye came from the Tianxuan Sect, and the two sects had always been at odds. They often clashed in Zhongzhou. Although the Xuantian Sword Sect was stronger, the individual disciples of the Tianxuan Sect were stronger than those of the Xuantian Sword Sect. However, the Tianxuan Sect had fewer disciples, which was why it had always been trampled underfoot by the Xuantian Sword Sect.
After arriving at the Eastern Wilderness Academy, the sect elder leading their group instructed them not to have any conflict with the Heavenly Profound Sect, as defeat would damage the sect's image.
Hong Ye didn't care about any of this, which is why he dared to make such a fuss.
Seeing Hong Ye's appearance, Hu Zhe naturally suppressed his anger, since he was not confident that he could defeat Hong Ye.
"snort!"
He snorted angrily, then turned and left with the two people behind him.
Seeing the three of them slink away, Hong Ye shouted even louder.
Even so, none of the three showed any intention of turning back.
"Why have these people become so cowardly? It's really boring." Hong Ye curled his lips, then suddenly a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured, "This kid named Qin Xin is actually quite interesting."
Hong Ye then walked in the direction Qin Xin had left.
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Qin Xin had already arrived at the Kunmen Square.
Looking around, one sees disciples of the Kun Sect fighting on all ten arenas, with the peak masters of each peak sitting on high platforms, seemingly testing their disciples as well.
However, Rong Ling, as the peak master of the Kunmen main peak, is very different from others.
He was no longer bound by many constraints. He was holding a wine jug in his arms, leaning back in his chair and fast asleep, completely oblivious to the gazes of the disciples around him.
Seeing Rong Ling's words, Qin Xin helplessly rubbed his temples.
Before Qin Xin arrived at the arena, some Kunmen disciples made way for him. They had all heard that Qin Xin had defeated Wu Fa and become the number one in Kunmen.
The man on the stage looked somewhat helpless when he saw Qin Xin step forward.
Having won three consecutive matches, he was naturally unwilling to give up. He sat cross-legged on the spot, quickly recovering his true energy, without any intention of retreating.
Qin Xin was also standing on the arena at this time, not in a hurry to make a move, but waiting for his opponent to fully recover.
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