The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

”It’s not just about the martial arts spirit. The other side is clearly coming well-prepared. The leader is not an ordinary person. His thinking is meticulous, his presence is fierce, and he speaks forthrightly. If he were to be treated unjustly here, it might escalate into a national conflict.” Shen Hanshu analyzed softly.

”So these few Mongols were targeting the Martial Arts Tournament from the start. What are they trying to do? Are they here to lead the martial world of the Central Plains?” Xu Lang snorted coldly.

”Even though the Alliance Leader Order can’t entirely command everyone in the martial world, its influence is still significant.” Shen Hanshu said worriedly.

”Mongolia and the Central Plains are currently in contact with one another. I believe exchanging martial arts skills is also part of friendly interaction.” The young man continued loudly, and after observing the frowning elders in the stands, he shifted his tone and said, ”Or is it that you in the Central Plains fear us, Mongolia, thinking you aren’t our match even in the ring, and thus are apprehensive about letting us participate in the Martial Arts Tournament?”

This was clearly a way to provoke, but in this setting, it evidently succeeded.

The crowd exploded like a kettle.

”We would fear you Mongolians? What a joke!”

”Let’s compete then. We’ll send you packing back home later.”

...

The Wudang Sect Leader and other sect leaders, together with family heads, exchanged glances and all nodded slightly. Firstly, they did not wish this matter to escalate into a bilateral conflict; secondly, they had great confidence in this year’s candidates.

Tianmiao said nothing, only silently watched the leading young man.

This man is not an ordinary person...

No, it should be said, his soul is not ordinary.

He is also the target of her mission this time.

Wudang Sect Leader said to the young man, ”Very well. However, upon the ring, blades and swords have no eyes. Should you get injured, the consequences are yours to bear.”

”Not only injuries, even should I die, I would have no complaints.” The young man cupped his hands in salute and then turned to the crowd and said, ”I am Bater, honored to participate in the Central Plains’ Martial Arts Tournament this time, and I hope you’ll generously teach me.”

The crowd murmured among themselves. This Bater was obviously different from any Mongolian they had seen before. This man seemed magnanimous and courteous. If not for his appearance and name, saying he was from the Central Plains might have been more fitting.

After finishing his words, Bater signaled one of his subordinates with his eyes.

The Mongolian man leapt onto the ring, cupped his hands towards the crowd, and said: ”I am Qinggertei, please advise me.”

After he spoke, one of the martial arts practitioners who had long been unable to contain themselves leapt onto the ring. After both paid their respects, they began to spar.

At first, people didn’t take it seriously. But after just a few rounds, they were shocked.

The martial arts from Mongolia had been seen by those present before. However, the techniques this Mongolian used were entirely different from previous encounters. Strange techniques, yet extremely effective. In a short period, he managed to subdue the martial arts practitioner.

People were astonished; such martial arts they had never heard nor seen before.

Tianmiao narrowed her eyes slightly.

Grappling and combat...

It seems Bater has taught quite a few things to his subordinates.

Bater stood below the ring watching the duel and, upon hearing the announcement of the duel’s results, displayed a satisfied smile. He obviously didn’t expect this subordinate to become the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch; he was just having these subordinates filter out some individuals. Ultimately, he needs to act personally.

Becoming the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch of the Central Plains is only the first step of his ambition.