Rise from a Low-class Family to Martial Artist

Fighting for the ranking of one’s own Martial Arts Academy is an honor for every senior brother. Even though he has a bold plan in his heart, it cannot stop the senior brothers from fighting for the Academy.

”Zhao Zhiping from Canglan Martial Arts Academy requests guidance!”

After going onto the arena, Canglan Martial Arts Academy disciple Zhao Zhiping followed the rules. However, the Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy disciple only sneered and didn’t announce his name. He looked at the referee and said, ”Senior, can we start now?”

In the arena, there was no requirement for both parties to announce their identities. The middle-aged referee nodded his head: ”Begin.”

Upon hearing ”begin”, the Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy disciple grinned hideously and flicked open his Nine-Section Whip, with sparks flying as it touched the ground, creating a sound like a tiger’s roar.

”Go to hell!”

As the long whip came at him, Zhao Zhiping didn’t dare underestimate it, creating a flower with his sword. However, as soon as the tip of the sword touched the long whip, his expression changed slightly, feeling the numbing sensation in his hand.

Whoosh!

The opponent’s second whip broke through the air again. Zhao Zhiping quickly dodged, but didn’t expect the whip to suddenly turn like a snake, aiming straight for his neck.

”Be careful!”

From below the stage, a disciple of the Canglan Martial Arts Academy exclaimed. Zhao Zhiping quickly leaned backward, narrowly avoiding the whip, but a trail of blood droplets was left.

Hiss!

Everyone saw the blood mark on Zhao Zhiping’s neck and was shocked. The whip wielded by the Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy disciple was too powerful.

Just two whips had already injured the opponent.

Zhao Zhiping wasn’t weak in strength. Although not at the Eighth Grade, he was outstanding among Ninth-Grade Martial Artists, yet he couldn’t withstand even two whips.

The Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy disciple had a sinister look in his eyes, swinging the long whip again, transforming into a blood-colored tornado that enveloped Zhao Zhiping, with stone fragments flying from the arena’s bluestone ground.

Smack!

A dozen breaths later, Zhao Zhiping, covered in blood, fell out of the shadow of the whip, his right arm limply hanging down, clearly having suffered severe injury.

”Junior Brother Zhao, surrender!”

Li Yuan urgently spoke, seeing the reluctance on Zhao Zhiping’s face. But he already understood the gap between himself and the opponent. If he persisted, he might really lose his life.

He wasn’t afraid of losing his life or getting severely injured, as long as he could also severely injure the opponent. But he simply couldn’t get close to the opponent’s body. The power of the opponent’s whip left him completely powerless.

”I surrender.”

In the end, Zhao Zhiping chose to surrender.

”So boring.”

Upon hearing Zhao Zhiping surrender, the Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy disciple curled his lips, withdrew his long whip, and walked off the stage.

”Senior Brother Li, Junior Brother Lin, I...”

”Junior Brother Zhao, focus on healing, don’t think too much.”

Disciples of the Canglan Martial Arts Academy supported Zhao Zhiping down. Li Yuan took out a pill and put it in Zhao Zhiping’s mouth.

”Come on, who will you send for this round?”

Another disciple from the Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy stepped onto the arena with a provocative look in his eyes. This time, the Canglan Martial Arts Academy disciples didn’t rush to volunteer. If they weren’t confident of victory, getting on the stage would only bring humiliation.

They were not afraid of being humiliated; what they feared was bringing shame to their Academy.

”Senior Brother Li, you go.”

Lin Chen squinted his eyes and spoke towards Li Yuan.

Facing the disciple from Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy, only Senior Brother Li had absolute confidence in victory.

”Me?”

Li Yuan was stunned. If he went now, what about the later rounds?

With ten disciples in total, there were ten rounds. To win, they needed to win at least six rounds.

But Li Yuan finally agreed. From the moment he chose to give the decision to Junior Brother Lin, he listened to Junior Brother Lin’s arrangements.

”Li Yuan is up?”

”Canglan Martial Arts Academy is sending Li Yuan so quickly, are they giving up on the later rounds?”

Seeing Li Yuan on stage, disciples from Lingxiao Martial Arts Academy, Qingyun Martial Arts Academy, and the Capital City all frowned with doubt, except for Meng Xing, who whispered, ”Actually, this arrangement makes sense. Compared to Bian Xinjie, Senior Brother Li Yuan and the others are at a disadvantage. If they wait for later rounds, they might not win, so it’s better to secure a guaranteed victory now.”

Six victories out of ten rounds!

This was the rule of the individual competition.

In this world, there was no kind of strategic race akin to the ’horse racing’ of ancient China, otherwise Meng Xing certainly would have mentioned it.

On the arena, Li Yuan gave his all, forcing the Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy disciple to retreat step by step, finally having to admit defeat.

Even among Eighth-Grade Martial Artists there are differences.

The Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy disciple looked extremely unhappy, not expecting that in just the second round, Canglan Martial Arts Academy would already put Li Yuan on stage.

”Trying to win by rounds is really wishful thinking.”

Bian Xinjie and Ling Tianhao exchanged a glance, both thinking, like Meng Xing, that Lin Chen is conducting a strategy-based match-up, letting Li Yuan and those with strong abilities face their weaker counterparts from Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy.

”Except for Li Yuan and Hu An from Canglan Martial Arts Academy, the other disciples are vulnerable, only capable of winning these two rounds. Besides, in the next round, it’s Canglan Martial Arts Academy’s turn to send someone up first.”

Ling Tianhao had a sardonic look in his eyes, while on the Canglan Martial Arts Academy’s side, after Li Yuan left, Lin Chen looked towards another senior brother: ”Senior Brother Chen, you take this round, don’t need to push hard. If you find it difficult, just surrender.”

”Alright.”

Chen Dong nodded. He didn’t know why Junior Brother Lin arranged for him to fight in this round, but just like Senior Brother Li, these senior brothers now had absolute trust in Junior Brother Lin.

Even if Junior Brother Lin asked him to go up as a sacrifice, he wouldn’t hesitate.

Seeing Chen Dong going on stage, a disciple from Celestial Palace Martial Arts Academy also stepped forward, with icy light in his eyes.

Both parties exchanged no words and started as soon as the referee confirmed the beginning.

”Junior Brother Chen isn’t the opponent’s match.”

After a brief exchange, Li Yuan spoke softly, and Lin Chen nodded too. He sent Chen Dong up, not intending to win this round, but for the next.