"Amitabha!"
Master Yideng stood up: "Alliance Leader Li's martial arts are unparalleled; no one can rival him!"
Huang Yaoshi stroked his beard and laughed, "No need for a contest today! My son-in-law has already earned the title of 'Number One Under Heaven'!"
Qiu Chuji hurriedly said, "Even if the seven members of the Quanzhen Sect joined forces and set up the 'Big Dipper Formation,' they still couldn't defeat Alliance Leader Li. Why invite trouble upon yourselves?"
Huo Du looked on and became anxious.
He hurriedly announced, "Heroes, listen carefully! If Alliance Leader Li wins without a fight, he will not be able to obtain the ten chests of jewels!"
"Hmph!" the Golden Wheel Monk said disdainfully, "The martial arts world of the Central Plains is full of treacherous villains! They willingly gave up the challenge so that Li Huan could obtain ten chests of jewels!"
Holy crap, that skinny guy is using reverse psychology.
Li Huan stared directly at the Golden Wheel Monk and said angrily, "If I were treacherous, I could order a coordinated attack right now to wipe out you bunch of Kublai Khan's lackeys and seize those twenty chests of jewels!"
The Golden Wheel Monk narrowed his eyes, speechless in rebuttal.
Li Huan raised his voice: "I'll be fair and square, and I'll show you clearly how to win ten chests of jewels!"
"Huo Du, I'm giving you a chance. Personally select ten top-tier martial arts masters from the scene to compete against me!"
"Really?" Huo Du's face lit up with joy.
Li Huan said, "Really! However, after the ten experts you chose are defeated, besides getting ten boxes of jewels, I will also punish you severely!"
"Punishment..." Huo Du couldn't help but shudder.
Li Huan asked, "What? You're afraid to agree?"
The Golden Wheel Monk's gaze sharpened as he looked at Huo Du: "Quickly agree to Li Huan's request to select ten experts!"
Huo Du swallowed hard: "I don't know... I don't know what the punishment will be?"
Li Huan shrugged: "It depends on my mood. Maybe I'll make you a eunuch, or maybe I'll chop off your hands and feet!"
Fear flashed in Huo Du's eyes.
The Golden Wheel Monk shouted, "What are you all standing around for! Quickly select a master!"
This guy couldn't wait to deplete Li Huan's internal energy as soon as possible, so as to defeat Li Huan and vent his hatred.
Forced by the authority of the Golden Wheel Monk, Huo Du had no choice but to agree and quickly began to observe and carefully select...
Suddenly, a gray figure flew from a distance and landed on the stage!
"Uncle Guo!" Li Fu called out.
It was Guo Jing.
He looked travel-worn and tired.
"Senior Brother!" Guo Jing clasped his hands in a fist salute to Li Huan.
Li Huan asked, "I heard from Rong'er that you and Lu Youjiao went to Mongolia to gather military intelligence?"
Guo Jing nodded: "When I arrived in Mongolia with Vice Chief Lu, we found that Kublai Khan had indeed withdrawn his troops and was recuperating. Xiangyang City is safe for the time being!"
"Upon learning that the Golden Wheel Monk had come to Mount Hua to cause trouble, and that Vice Chief Lu had returned to Xiangyang alone, I rushed to Mount Hua to lend my senior brother a hand!"
Li Huan laughed and said, "You've come at the perfect time. Let's have a martial arts match!"
Guo Jing asked in surprise, "Why...why are you competing with my senior brother?"
Li Huan said, "That little bastard Huo Du has issued a bounty: whoever wins the title of 'Number One Martial Arts in the World' will receive ten chests of jewels, worth a million taels of silver!"
Guo Jing was immediately delighted.
"With your unparalleled martial arts skills, these ten boxes of jewels are surely yours for the taking!"
"My martial arts skills are no match for Senior Brother's. Why should we fight? It would only waste Senior Brother's internal energy."
Guo Jing was slow-witted; he knew he was wasting his internal energy, yet he still hadn't seen through Huo Du's cunning tricks.
Li Huan smiled: "Enough with the nonsense, make your move!"
Guo Jing obeyed the order and assumed a fighting stance.
"Wait!" Huo Du hurriedly called out to stop.
"Master Guo has come from afar, and his strength must be somewhat depleted. Let him rest for a while before sparring with Alliance Leader Li!"
Holy crap, that little bastard is incredibly cunning.
Guo Jing had no choice but to sit down and pick up his teacup to drink water.
Huo Du's eyes darted around a few times before landing on "Old Rascal" Zhou Botong.
"This senior is radiant and extraordinary. He must be Zhou Botong, the junior brother of Wang Chongyang, the 'Central Divine' of the Quanzhen Sect?"
Zhou Botong ignored Huo Du, holding a Sprite bottle in his hand, pointing the bottle opening at his eyes, and looking up at the blazing sun in the sky.
Huo Du continued, "I have long heard that Senior Zhou is highly skilled in martial arts. He is not only proficient in the unique skills of the Quanzhen Sect, but also created the Seventy-Two Forms of the Kongming Fist and the unique Ambidextrous Technique!"
Zhou Botong put down the Sprite bottle: "I'm also proficient in the Nine Yin Manual! However, I swore to my senior brother that I would not use the martial arts in the Nine Yin Manual unless... unless it's a matter of life and death..."
Huo Du's eyes darted around again, filled with malice.
"I've also heard that Elder Zhou has a childlike heart and loves all sorts of interesting things! I wonder if Elder Zhou has ever traveled to Mongolia?"
Zhou Botong raised his head: "I have not only been to Mongolia, but I have also stormed the Mongol army's camp!"
Huo Du hurriedly clasped his hands in a gesture of respect, feigning admiration.
"The Mongol army camp is full of powerful figures. Senior Zhou's solo incursion into the lion's den demonstrates his exceptional skill, courage, and unparalleled prowess!"
Zhou Botong was pleased to hear this and said with a grin, "My martial arts skills are not bad. Teaching you lackeys a lesson is a piece of cake."
Taking the opportunity, Huo Du asked, "I wonder if Senior Zhou ever saw a carriage drawn by a hundred horses when you were traveling in Mongolia?"
"A hundred horses pulling a chariot?" Zhou Botong asked hastily, "What is that?"
Huo Du said, "Take one hundred fine horses, link them together, and pull a huge carriage, ten zhang square, from the top of the hill towards..."
Suddenly, Huo Du shut up.
"Where are we heading?" Zhou Botong asked quickly.
Huo Du chuckled but remained silent, feigning mystery.
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