Under everyone's watchful eyes, Jing Zhe strode onto the stage.
He was handsome and refined, with an elegant demeanor.
As he walked forward, he smiled and looked down at the audience, waving and nodding frequently, like a leader inspecting work, which infuriated the martial arts figures in the audience, especially Long Aodi and Lin Qingshan.
Hmph, you'll be crying soon enough!
When Mu Qingren, Wang Yingqiu, Qiu Qianqian, and other women of Jing Zhe saw him like this, they smiled knowingly: This bad guy is too shameless, doesn't he know he's hated?
As for his two older sisters, Qingqiu and Pei Yunxi, they stared at Jing Zhe's figure in a daze: In the blink of an eye, the little one who only knew how to cause trouble had grown up. However, even though he had grown up, he still hadn't changed his habit of causing trouble.
But... this is really good!
At this moment, the person on the stage was a man a few years older than Jing Zhe, dressed in a brown, tight-fitting robe. Seeing Jing Zhe come up, he also felt a bit of pressure.
Even though he had signed a death warrant, he dared not kill Jing Zhe. After all, if word got out that he had killed a government official, even if his sect survived, he himself would be doomed.
Yeah, let's just beat him up!
The man reassured himself, and when Jing Zhe walked onto the stage, he cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Zhang Jinrui, from the Datong Sect!"
Jing Zhe also cupped his hands in a proper manner and replied:
"Jing Zhe of the Heaven and Earth Sect!"
They were secretly pleased with themselves. Apart from the four major sects, it seemed that the names of other sects were not as nice as their Heaven and Earth Sect. No, even the four major sects did not have the imposing name of the Heaven and Earth Sect!
It seems his master was quite skilled at naming things. If he were really called something like "Hammer Gang" or "Axe Gang," and he actually became the leader of the martial arts world, people would introduce him as "Hammer Gang Leader" or "Axe Gang Leader," which would be too lame.
"If you two are ready, we can begin!"
The sect leader of Qingyang gave a reminder from below.
The people around were also as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, wishing that Zhang Jinrui would immediately beat Jing Zhe to a pulp.
Zhang Jinrui nodded slightly to the Qingyang Sect Leader, then drew his sword and looked at Jing Zhe.
"President Jing, what weapon do you use? Show it to me, and I'd like to learn a thing or two from you!"
His tone suggested that Zhang Jinrui was ready to attack as soon as he drew his weapon.
Jing Zhe thought for a moment and said, "Yes."
So he reached into his pocket and started rummaging around.
"Wait, that's not it..."
At this moment, Jing Zhe took out a gleaming gold token, waved it, and muttered to himself, "This is a gold token given by His Majesty. Why did I take it out?"
"..."
"Huh, it's not this one either..."
After Jing Zhe stuffed the gold medal into his pocket, he took out a black token with red embellishments. Because he held the token upright, the two characters "Jing Hong" on the token were clearly visible to others, especially Zhang Jinrui.
"this…"
"Oh dear, why did you take out the Jinghong Token? There are no Jinghong Iron Cavalry here, so we don't need the token to command them."
"..."
Everyone was stunned. Could he really command the Flying Eagle Iron Cavalry?
It should be noted that the Jinghong Iron Cavalry is a special force in Anguo. Not only do the common people worship them as gods, but even the martial arts practitioners in these sects are afraid of them. In particular, Anguo's first female general has some respect for them.
Because everyone knows that if you offend the Jinghong Iron Cavalry, you will not be able to escape them as long as you are in Anguo!
So when Zhang Jinrui saw the Jinghong Token, his legs went weak, and when he looked at Jing Zhe again, his eyes became complicated.
"Finally found it! It was here all along!"
After Jing Zhe put the Jinghong Token back, he finally took out a gold-plated dagger from his sleeve.
"This is my weapon!"
He then comforted Zhang Jinrui, saying, "Young Master Zhang, although this is the Emperor's Sword bestowed upon me by His Majesty, you need not be afraid. I haven't used this sword much yet! When His Majesty bestowed the Emperor's Sword upon me, he warned me that with this sword I could pacify the world and gave me the authority to act as I saw fit. I never expected to use it now..."
"..."
Jing Ba, the prefect of Jinxi, sitting behind the stage, curled his lip.
Never used it before?
They even used it to threaten me yesterday!
Zhang Jinrui has lost all interest in the martial arts competition. He's already got a gold medal and a Jinghong token, and now he's even got an Emperor's Sword—how dare he fight against the Emperor's Sword?
The imperial court is different from the sects. The swords in the sects are their livelihood tools and are of superior quality, while the emperor's sword is mostly used for intimidation. Its hardness is probably not as good as our own sword.
If the Emperor's Sword were to be broken accidentally during the fight, Zhang Jinrui felt that their sect would likely be destroyed as well.
After thinking it over, I realized that this match was not going to happen.
Since we'll never become the leader of the martial arts world anyway, why be foolish enough to offend the imperial court?
"Young Master Zhang, I'm ready. Let's begin!"
Jing Zhe drew the Emperor's Sword, eager to test it out.
Haha, do you think I'm stupid?!
Zhang Jinrui sneered inwardly and simply shoved the sword back into place.
"Young Master Zhang, what's going on...?"
"President Jing, I am not skilled enough and my technique is inferior to yours. I humbly admit defeat!"
"this…"
Jing Zhe looked genuinely puzzled and embarrassed, but inwardly he was overjoyed: Hmm, you're smart to know what's good for you!
In fact, Zhang Jinrui on the other side was only at the initial stage of the fourth level. He wasn't even worthy of carrying Zhang's shoes. Even without these tricks, Jing Zhe could easily defeat him.
However, he did not want to show his strength too early, so that people like Long Aodi would think that his victory was just a fluke and that he would be so angry that he would challenge him. Then he would beat them to a pulp with the power of a god descending to earth!
This is the ultimate show-off's move!
Zhang Jinrui didn't linger. After finishing his speech, he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Jing Zhe and then walked off the stage with an air of nonchalance.
All of this happened too fast and too suddenly. The martial arts figures in the audience obviously hadn't expected this to happen. After a moment of stunned silence, they immediately erupted into chaos.
"How shameful!"
"To be a member of the same sect as such a person is a disgrace!"
"Yes, surrendering without a fight is not a fight at all, and it is indeed shameful!"
"If you send me up, win or lose, it has to be a real fight!"
"I agree. What's the point of participating in this martial arts tournament if you don't want to use your skills? If I were to go up there, I would definitely teach him a lesson!"
"Yes, brother, we'll teach him a lesson when we get up here!"
"..."
The burly man, who had been speaking passionately and enthusiastically, paused slightly upon hearing this, and his brows furrowed: "Huh, is it my turn to go on stage soon?"
The people around him nodded, looking at him with schadenfreude, and said, "Yeah, it's your turn according to the order! We're all waiting for you to go up and show us what you've got to do!"
Ouch!
After hearing this, the burly man suddenly clutched his stomach: "I have diarrhea!"
He ran off after saying that, leaving the group of people standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.
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