The Ancient Realm Goddess
Competitions
Qing Yue'er and Jing Ling left the crane that was currently still trying to attack that person. Let the old man taste a little suffering. Later if the crane is tired it will stop on its own.
Now the two girls are walking down the increasingly crowded city streets. There are many pennants installed on the roadside. They became surprised, it seems there are activities that the residents do.
"So who will you choose? I believe young master Ye Ganghao will win this match."
"I won't choose anyone. After all this was a too free match, so there were usually foreign cultivators coming."
"Currently, you should at least choose someone to be a stud horse. I will support Daoist Black Three, won't he always get into the top three?"
"Hahaha, so you support that silly old man? By the way he's pretty cool with his signature weapon."
"Yes, I think so too."
Qing Yue'er heard the chatter coming from behind. From their conversation, he could deduce that there would soon be a competition.
He stopped his steps and turned to look back. It turned out that there were some adult men who had just had a conversation. Qing Yue'er also smiled and intended to inquire about the competition.
"Brother, where will the match begin?" qing Yue'er asked politely.
Of course the men who saw a beautiful girl stop their steps felt it was luck. Moreover, the smile that appeared on Qing Yue'er's face was something that could destroy a country.
"Ah, this little sister must be a newcomer right?"
Getting such a question, Qing Yue'er immediately nodded. "Right, we're newcomers."
The group of men were delighted, even blatantly wanting to escort Qing Yue'er to the place where the competition was held. Of course Qing Yue'er did not refuse. This was something he had expected.
They finally went to the competition. It turned out that it was not too far away, in just a few moments they had arrived.
The competition is held in the city square. There were already a lot of people who had come to watch that competition. Most of them were cultivators, not ordinary residents.
According to what the men said, the competition that will begin soon does not set an age limit. Whether it was old or young, male or female, they could all follow him. In addition, the competition also does not establish the attachment of strength.
Those who were only free cultivators could enter this competition. Whether it is a foreigner or a native, this is truly limitless. Free cultivators themselves meant cultivators who were not bound to any other sect or similar organization. So they will usually practice independently.
The promised gift was not just an ordinary treasure, but a martial technique that he said was very powerful. But the technique is still kept secret by the authorities. Although so many people are interested, because this competition has existed since ancient times. So they always believe that the gift will never disappoint.
Since this is a free competition, there is no such thing as a draw. One only needed to enter the arena and then someone else would come to challenge him. Once one of them wins, then the loser will be out of the arena.
A person who wins will remain in the arena waiting until there are other challengers. As long as no one dropped him then that person would remain there, until absolutely no one could defeat him.
Conversely, if someone beats him, the one who defeats him will remain there until someone drops him to take his place.
That's how the competition goes. In the end there was only one strongest person who could remain in the arena until the end.
"Brothers, finally the event we are waiting for every year will begin soon. I know you guys must have been impatient waiting, so I won't say too much. Alright, here I am Ding Yuhua stating that the competition officially started!"
Qing Yue'er looked at an old man who stood up to announce the opening of the competition. The man held the bamboo slip and floated up into the air. It seemed like it was a sign that the competition had officially started.
After which he immediately saw someone walking towards the arena. That person was an adult man with a stocky body complete with his bald head. His face looked extremely ferocious even though in the end it only looked like a joke.
On his right shoulder, he shouldered a mace made of steel and had the size of a human head. One must be able to imagine what it would be like to be hit using the mace.
When the person walked into the arena, people immediately cheered happily. They wanted to see how that person would defeat those who challenged him.
"Yoh, this is Ye Ganghao that you are proud of. Finally he will be the one to start," said one of the men who was in the group of men who had just left with Qing Yue'er.
"Heheh, I'm sure there will be many people thrown by that weapon" the others replied.
Qing Yue'er simply watched quietly. He has no interest in entering the competition. His decision here was to see how strong roughly a person could be looked upon with respect by others.
"So who wants to challenge me?!" Ye Ganghao the thick-bodied man shouted loudly. His eyes wandered into every crowd to intimidate everyone.
Before long a man who might look the same age as Ye Ganghao walked into the arena. The man didn't say much. In an instant he had already thrown an attack that was in the form of an empty hand fist.
"Well, this young master Wu is very direct. He didn't even say anything first" said someone.
"He is a quiet person. Maybe you don't know it" replied another colleague.
Ye Ganghao raised his tone high. He prepared to smash the mace right into Wu Lian's body. Unfortunately his opponent had an agile movement. His body could dodge whenever his huge mace wanted to hit him.
Ye Ganghao's face was not angry. He grinned and started talking to his opponent. "Wu Lian, last year weren't you in this competition?"
Wu Lian did not reply to Ye Ganghao's question. He was looking for an opportunity to land his fist attack on that stocky body without harming himself.
"Yo, I heard that you weren't allowed by your family? So have you become a bad boy now?" ye Ganghao.
This time Wu Lian's face instantly changed. Fiery emotions instantly arose in his heart. He is someone who hates the moment when other people talk about his family. Especially about those who often forbade him to enter the competitions held for cultivators.
He may be a quiet person, but his emotions are instantly unstable if someone else is talking about something he hates. This was his secret, he never thought that Ye Ganghao would find out about his weakness.
Qing Yue'er who noticed this could only frown. He could see that Ye Ganghao was trying to stir up Wu Lian's emotions.
Everyone should know that a person who is in a battle should be able to control his emotions, otherwise he will definitely be easily defeated. And Ye Ganghao knew how to play with his opponent's emotions.
"She's really sneaky" Jing Ling said. He also realized what was really going on.
Qing Yue'er just snorted. He did not like this way but Ye Ganghao's cleverness should indeed be thumbs up.
The battle continues. As Qing Yue'er thought, after Wu Lian was overpowered by emotions, she received more attacks than threw attacks.
Ye Ganghao took advantage of this opportunity to continue carrying out attacks. His huge mace was floated many times and hit Wu Lian's chest hard.
In just an instant Wu Lian's body was instantly thrown backwards. His face turned pale, the corners of his lips draining fresh red blood.
"Heheh, why is it so easy to beat someone like you?" jeye Ganghao's.
Wu Lian growled with emotion. He got back up and ran towards Ye Ganghao. Yet again he was struck with a mace and again thrown all the way back.
With this finally Wu Lian recorded with defeat. He was forced to be removed from the arena. Although his anger was still inflamed, but he already did not have the ability to fight anymore.
"Dearly enough. It seems like I have to see how the bald man was eaten by his own weapon," Qing Yue'er said softly.
Ye Ganghao laughed happily. This was just the beginning, he should be able to fight against the other people.
"Who wants to fight me again?!" ye Ganghao exclaimed with his arrogance. He looked at the crowd with his haughty face.
"Ye Ganghao, don't be too happy just yet!"
Suddenly another man's voice sounded from a distance. After which a petite-looking figure leaped nimbly into the arena. His small body was greatly inversely proportional to Ye Ganghao's body. Despite that, there was not the slightest doubt on his face.
"This is young master Zhang! I remember last year he had been defeated by Ye Ganghao, it seemed like this time he wanted to avenge him!" exclaimed someone not far from Qing Yue'er.
"The Bald Ganghao! This time who will fall? You or me?" Zhang Wudi played a pair of sharp discs in his hand. The disc has a very sharp edge, it may be able to tear anything that gets in its way.
"Huh, have you forgotten about your defeat last year? And you want to go back to it?" Ye Ganghao asked in a tone full of ridicule.
Zhang Wudi was different from Wu Lian. He was not at all angry with Ye Ganghao's ridicule. Maybe because he already knew the usual tricks by the bald man.
"Just look at how I'm going to rip your mouth off with my disc," Zhang Wudi said sharply.