Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
To prepare for this year's martial arts tournament.
These past few days, the public security in Linhai City had been the best it had ever been.
From day to night, not a single fight had occurred.
Today.
It was the day the martial arts tournament began.
Zhang Yang followed Yun Ying and the others to the venue of the tournament.
The tournament was being held on a giant ship large enough to accommodate ten thousand people.
This time.
Only Zhang Yang, Yun Ying, and Yun Fang from the Tianying Martial Arts School were present to compete.
Three people came to watch, led by Wang Yong, disciples of the martial arts school.
Although their numbers were small and their lineup strange, their strength was not inferior to others.
After boarding.
Zhang Yang and the others found their designated seats according to their registration number, 128.
About an hour later.
All the participating contestants and spectators had boarded the ship.
The layout of the giant ship was somewhat similar to a football stadium.
In the center of the ship, there were fifty martial arts stages, arranged one after another.
Surrounding the stages were tiered spectator seats.
"Welcome all masters to the Linhai City Martial Arts Tournament. I am Zhu Tai, the spokesperson for this event."
"I believe many local forces, organizations, and martial arts schools in Linhai City are already aware of the rules of the tournament. However, as per the old custom, I still need to brief the newcomers."
"The martial arts tournament in Linhai City is very simple. In each round, participants can choose their opponents and engage in a best-of-three match. The winner advances, and the loser is eliminated. Opponents chosen for a challenge cannot refuse, or they will be deemed to have forfeited and eliminated directly."
"Only when the number of advancing participants is reduced to thirty will the rules for the next round be announced. And you will know the rules for the next round when the time comes."
"If there are no questions, this year's martial arts tournament officially begins. You may now choose your opponents."
After Zhu Tai finished speaking.
The spectator stands erupted first with loud cheers, urging the participants to begin.
They were not just here to watch today, but also to place bets.
The contestants participating in the tournament also began looking around to select their opponents.
Everyone understood a principle in this elimination-style tournament where participants chose their opponents instead of drawing lots.
That is, you should pick on the weaker ones!
Those with greater strength naturally sought out those with weaker strength to compete against.
"Dad, let's pick quickly, or all the weak ones will be taken by others," Yun Fang urged.
"Haha, silly girl, why would we need to pick? In the eyes of others, we are already weak enough," Yun Ying said with a smile.
"Ah?" Yun Fang was taken aback.
She turned and looked at the few people for a moment.
Their lineup and numbers were indeed somewhat weak.
Moreover, several injured senior brothers had also come to watch.
As expected.
Someone soon came to challenge them.
The people who came were not locals of Linhai; they were individual participants who had registered themselves.
Facing the best-of-three rule mentioned by Zhu Tai earlier, they had temporarily formed teams.
These three individuals were all middle-aged, with fierce expressions.
They were clearly desperate individuals who had fled to Linhai City, hoping to soar to prominence through the Linhai martial arts tournament.
"Tianying Martial Arts School, right? You old, weak, and disabled dare to participate in the martial arts tournament? We challenge you!" the scar-faced leader said proudly.
"Old, weak, and disabled?" Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, a smile appearing.
"Alright, we accept your challenge. I hope you can still laugh as happily later!" Yun Ying also said with a smile.
"Oh, it seems you are quite confident in yourselves. Very good, I will let you know what fear is later!" the scar-faced man said with a smile.
"A broken martial arts school, you probably haven't even killed anyone. Dealing with you is too simple!" a person following the scar-faced man scoffed contemptuously.
In response.
Zhang Yang and the others simply shrugged slightly.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go."
With that, he and Yun Ying stood up and walked towards the stage.
This scene.
Made the scar-faced man's expression darken.
"What? You're only sending out two people?"
"Isn't it best-of-three? Aren't two people enough?" Zhang Yang's face was full of smiles.
This smile immediately angered the scar-faced man.
Zhang Yang was clearly not resigned to fate; he was looking down on them!
"Hmph, you two think you can defeat us? You truly don't know your limits!" the scar-faced man snorted coldly.
In response.
Zhang Yang simply let out a cold laugh.
Soon, the group arrived near the stage.
Yun Ying leaped onto the stage directly, his hands behind his back, and said with a smile.
"Who among you will come?"
The scar-faced man and his two companions' expressions darkened.
How did it feel like they were being taken advantage of?
They were the ones challenging Yun Ying, so logically, Yun Ying and his group should have been fearful and passive.
How did it turn out that they were the ones being challenged?
The scar-faced man and his two companions huddled together and whispered.
"This old man is probably their master, the strongest among them. He's likely at the peak of the Hidden Yuan Realm, or the early stage of the True Yuan Realm!" one person said.
"I'll do it. I'm in the early stage of the True Yuan Realm, so I'll be more stable dealing with him. But you two must help me teach that arrogant kid a lesson later!" the scar-faced man said.
Hearing this.
The other two thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Then, the scar-faced man leaped onto the stage, drew his long saber without a word, and slashed towards Yun Ying.
Instantly, a surge of powerful Yuan Qi spread wildly, and the long saber in the scar-faced man's hand emitted a sharp blade edge.
Seeing this.
Yun Ying's lips curved into a slight smile.
These desperate individuals were truly ruthless, but it was all they had.
Then, Yun Ying stepped forward, the Yuan Qi nexus within his body circulating rapidly, and a powerful surge of Yuan Qi suddenly erupted.
"Hah!"
Yun Ying let out a loud shout, clenched his right fist, and punched out!
Boom!
Instantly, a terrifying Yuan Qi fist wind swept out, directly knocking the scar-faced man's long saber away.
Seeing this, Yun Ying pressed his advantage, transforming his fist into a palm, and directly struck the scar-faced man's chest.
Pfft~
The scar-faced man spat out a mouthful of blood, his figure sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the ground, his life or death unknown!
The result was out.
The scar-faced man was dealt with in one move.
The referee in charge of the martial arts stage immediately shouted.
"First match, Tianying Martial Arts School wins!"
This!
How is this possible!
The scar-faced man was defeated so quickly!
The other two's expressions changed drastically, and their gaze towards Yun Ying was different.
This Yun Ying is so strong!
He's at least at the middle stage of the True Yuan Realm!
Were they playing the role of a pig to eat the tiger?
The expressions of the two were very grim, but after staring at Zhang Yang for a while, they suddenly smiled.
That's right.
Yun Ying was very strong.
But don't forget, the current elimination round rule is best-of-three, and those who have participated cannot participate again.
Now, only Zhang Yang was left on the Tianying Martial Arts School's side. As long as they defeated Zhang Yang.
Then, no one from the Tianying Martial Arts School would be able to compete.
And they would naturally win this elimination match!
Thinking of this.
The two suddenly smiled, looking at Zhang Yang with ill intentions.
Little did they know.
Zhang Yang was even more terrifying than Yun Ying!