Chapter 1: Martial Arts Competition (Seeking Recommendations!)

  It seems like I've been feeling a bit stagnant lately, to be honest, there's just too much going on and it's getting me a bit mixed up. This week, the new book rankings will move forward one spot, with an additional chapter added. A 3,000-word chapter, absolutely no filler! From now on, two chapters will be updated every day at around 9 am and 8 pm. If there are any delays, I'll make it up afterwards! Please recommend, collect, and click! Thank you!

  The greatest technique in the world is not superior because of its cultivation speed, but rather because of its prospects.

  "Xīng Hé Zhēn Jiě" can be ranked as the best in the world, relying on that terrible ultimate goal "Xīng Hé Běn Wǒ", Xīng Hé is me, I am Xīng Hé.

  What is lacking in the starry river? The self is the source of energy, and the self is the ocean of resources. If one truly cultivates the "Starry River True Self", with boundless and endless power, and infinite resources, they will crush any opponent!

  To be honest, the initial cultivation speed was not bad, but Sun Li's qualifications were average, and the resources that could be used now were really too few, of course, they couldn't compare with Tian Yingdong and others.

  The first test of Taoism was followed by a martial law assessment. Of course, in the words of Master Chong, it's "fighting".

  Sun Li went out and saw Lu Da Tong standing timidly in the yard, he secretly sighed and pretended not to see him as he walked away.

  A footstep sound came from behind, Lu Datong caught up: "Sun Li... I..."

  Sun Li turned around and looked at him, Lu Datong was again disappointed, after a while he said: "Sorry. When people are poor and short of willpower, horses become thin and their hair grows long, in our current situation, can we still expect someone to come out and uphold justice? Some things, let's just tolerate them."

  He looked dejected and seemed to know he had hurt Sun Li too much. He hung his head in shame and turned away.

  Sun Lixing felt very uncomfortable: when Lu Datong first entered the door, he was so optimistic and cheerful, but in just one short month, he became like this now!

  He let out a long sigh, this road was his own choice, and Lu Daxiang was the same. As Wu Yao said, people like us, once we make a decision, we never regret it.

  No regrets at all.

  ……

  On the martial arts arena, Chong Ba stood with his hands behind him, pacing back and forth while loudly lecturing: "Here, I don't bother with so many rules. Two people per group, freely formed. You fight your own battles. Your level of skill is something I can see at a glance. All results are decided by me! Don't you dare say it's unfair to me. I'm like this. If you're not satisfied, defeat me and then we'll talk!"

  After finishing speaking, he glared at Sun Li fiercely again, and the surrounding disciples immediately burst into laughter.

  "Alright, now let's start combining freely."

  Chong Ba gave an order, and his disciples started discussing it in a flurry.

  None of the disciples selected by Su Bao Shan are stupid, Chong Ba said so, leaving such a big loophole, can these disciples not drill?

  The good disciples immediately gathered together, discussing how to cooperate, determined to make the most of each other's strengths and weaknesses, even surpassing their own combat power.

  Chong Ba seemed to have really not thought of the loopholes in this method, and just walked back and forth like that, with a burst of scarlet flames occasionally flashing out from his body, revealing the limited patience of his master.

  No one voted for Sun Li.

  This result is predictable. The six disciples almost got defeated by Sun Li alone last time, who would have thought that the one who ranked last would come to choose Sun Li?

  "Alright, haven't you finished yet?" Zhong Bao shouted impatiently. Most of the disciples had already made their choices and those who hadn't hastened their pace, soon everything was settled.

  Chong Ba looked at his disciples standing in pairs and nodded slightly: "Begin."

  As for Sun Li, he stood alone, being completely ignored by Chong'er without any hesitation.

  The first pair of disciples stepped forward, and after exchanging bows with their fists clenched, they let out a loud battle cry and began to fight fiercely.

  The disciples had only cultivated for a month, and various immortal family methods could not be used yet. The back-and-forth movements were just some martial arts moves. Although they looked young and tender, if it was said that their "inner strength" was enough to have the fire of ten or more years of bitter cultivation in the Jianghu, then their fists were like thunder, their movements quick as lightning, and their fighting was exceptionally brilliant.

  Both sides have a mind of "performance", naturally it's you come and I go, danger lurks around, but somehow they always manage to turn the tables and escape from death.

  They exchanged a dozen or so moves, when suddenly a loud humming noise was heard from the side. The disciples were stunned and searched around, only to find that the humming noise came from Chong Ba, who was standing on the side judging!

  Everyone looked at each other in dismay. The two people on stage also gradually stopped, awkwardly looking at Chong Bao below.

  "Huh? It's finally over? I've never seen such a boring fight, it's so dull that I could fall asleep standing up. You two get lost, even if you weren't the worst, you wouldn't be much better."

  The two of them suddenly turned pale. One of them was clearly dissatisfied and was about to speak up in self-defense, but then he saw a thread of expectant frenzy emerge from Chong Ba's eyes, and was immediately frightened into trembling: What kind of person is this teacher? A monster who is always ready to fight at any moment! He had already made it clear that good or bad grades were all up to him, so why bother arguing now? That would be like asking to be beaten up!

  The two of them slunk away dejectedly.

  The next pair of disciples went up and were much more cautious, those fancy moves didn't dare to appear again, after a dozen or so exchanges back and forth, the martial duel ended dryly.

  Chong Ba's dissatisfied pout: "Not interesting, your level of fighting has no aesthetic appeal, too boring..."

  The disciples went up and down, Chongba was bored. In the middle, there were only two battles between Tianying Dong and Qintian Zhan, he was slightly excited.

  Tian Yingdong was already a formidable figure without any cultivation, and now that he had cultivated the Xianjia's secret techniques, he was even more powerful and intimidating. His opponent was also a talented individual who managed to hold on for twelve moves before being knocked off the stage.

  Qin Tian's beheading of Na Yicheng was also a magnificent scene that didn't lose much in comparison.

  And so, the first place was born from among the two of them. The other disciples felt a bit depressed, no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't surpass those two.

  Unconsciously, all the disciples had already made their moves, leaving only Sun Li alone. It was really a coincidence that this generation of disciples was an odd number.

  "Teach."

  Chong Ba looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, the disdain in his eyes was completely unhidden, and there was also a hint of fear that he wouldn't understand.

  "It's just you now? Alright, your opponent is me."

  Everyone saw Chongba's eager appearance and started to gloat. Chongba had been holding back for a whole day, wasn't he going to severely teach that kid a lesson?

  Chong Ba took a step forward, traversing several meters of empty space, and landed lightly on the stage like a goose feather. He then beckoned to Sun Li with a gentle wave of his hand.

  Sun Li saw Chong Ba's delighted expression and knew what he was thinking.

  Last time he single-handedly defeated six, killing those disciples heavily injured, I'm afraid Chong Bao saw it. He has been suppressed in this academy for so long and finally found a worthy opponent, absolutely won't "let go" of himself.

  Then, amidst the eager anticipation of his disciples, he smiled slightly and stepped onto the stage.

  Chong Ba Dao said: "Young one, you can choose your own sword."

  Sun Li thought for a moment and said: "Master, this move of mine is the way of killing, once I make a move, there will definitely be bloodshed."

  Chong Ba's face cracked a smile, the scars on his face twitching with excitement: "Just what I wanted! Quickly choose your blade!"

  He waved his hand, and a row of weapon racks suddenly appeared on the stage, with eighteen kinds of weapons and cold door blades all complete. Sun Li didn't pretend to be polite either, he knew that Chong Ba was good at martial arts, and once he took action, he would definitely not show mercy, and if he himself wasn't careful in responding, he feared that Chong Ba would happily and easily defeat him half to death.

  With a glance, Sun Li picked up a whistle rod, weighed it in his hand, and bowed slightly to Chongbai: "Please instruct me!"

  The following disciples were greatly excited, and the six disciples who were beaten by Sun Li last time jumped up and down: "Haha, you're stupid this time! You didn't think that our sect would favor a waste like you? The Chongba teaching will find an opportunity to give us elite disciples a chance to vent our anger! Sun Li, you waste, wait for being beaten to death, haha!"

  Sun Li remained unmoved, and the various colors in Chong Bao's eyes gradually faded away, leaving only a fierce and burning fighting spirit. He stretched out his large hand, with five fingers making a claw-like gesture at Sun Li: "Come on!"

  Sun Li's feet stomped the ground, and the stage seemed to shake slightly. His entire body transformed into a series of afterimages as he swung his giant club and smashed it towards Chong Ba.

  The disciples below took a cold breath, and Sun Li's first stick was like countless people swinging their sticks at Chong Bao! Although they looked down on Sun Li, this move, at least in terms of martial arts, Sun Li surpassed them all.

  There were also several loyal and devoted disciples who secretly sighed: What a pity, he had poor qualifications, otherwise the sect would have gained another strong and fierce guardian.

  Chong Ba saw this stick, but slightly shook his head, not moving at all, letting the big stick hit him, and said lightly: "Not enough, bring out your real skills, don't make me too disappointed."

  Sun Li surprisingly swung freely, and this seemingly powerful swing that had no reserve actually retracted with a whooshing sound.

  "Good!"

  Sun Li replied faintly.

  This time, his whole demeanor was different, a burst of murderous aura surged out, sweeping across the arena, and the nearest circle of disciples only felt their eyes sting, tears streaming down.

  Sun Li raised his stick towards the sky and pointed, as if continuing the power of the great day god fire, ten thousand people couldn't withstand it, one stick fell and pressed down on Mount Tai!

  "Hahahaha! Now this is getting interesting!"

  He punched a fist on the whistle rod, and the force exploded, killing intent overflowing in all directions.

  In Sun Li's heart, there was only one obsession: you want peace, but only slaughter will bring it.

  The staff in hand, as if stirring up wind and rain, one stick after another linked to strike out, the stage was blown by a strong gale, the murderous aura condensed into a thick gray-black fog, almost invisible to the naked eye.

  Chongba initially cheered loudly, and the huge sound of fists and whistles colliding could be heard.

  But as the battle deepened, blow by blow fell, like a huge vortex, sucking Chongba in tightly, no matter how hard Chongba struggled, it was all in vain.

  After fifty moves of fierce fighting, Sun Li swung his stick and the entire killing vortex exploded with a loud bang, sending Chong Ba flying far away, heavily crashing onto the ground below the arena.

  "Ah——"

  Everyone was stunned.

  Those six disciples were even more frightened, their mouths wide open in shock, almost disbelieving their own eyes. To them, the invincible Devil's Cult Master Chong Ba had actually lost, and to Sun Li!

  "This is impossible!" Tian Yingdong was the first to react.

  This sentence expressed what all the disciples were thinking in their hearts. How could Sun Li possibly beat Chong Ba? It's impossible.

  But Chong Man was clearly defeated.