I Can See Your Combat Power - Chapter 722

Chapter 722: Chapter 16: Martial Saint Mountain (Seeking for monthly votes and recommendations, kiss!)

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The young geniuses from prestigious families, who had never experienced such humiliation before, were infuriated after being mocked by the unruly commoners. With the bewilderment caused by the Martial Law being shattered by Tang Luo, Xiao Ziyu, Li Xuanba, and Cui Haoran, brimming with murderous intent, turned towards the panicked commoners after taking the golden tickets.

Like tigers plunging into a flock of sheep, the trio chased after the fleeing mob, landing each punch on the faces of those who had just spoken insolently.

Broken teeth mixed with blood flew out, causing more onlookers to escape in fright. But how could ordinary people possibly escape a martial artist’s pursuit? The trio had memorized the faces of those who were most insulting, and they wouldn’t let a single one go.

As he saw the sudden increase in broken teeth and blood stains on the ground, Tang Luo thought: “Indeed, it’s like looking for teeth everywhere.”

However, compared to the three members venting their anger on the commoners, Tang Xing was obediently standing by the side, not even accepting the distributed golden tickets.

“Not interested?” Tang Luo was curious.

“The rude guide has already been taught a lesson by you, and the rest are running in fear. What’s there to fuss about?”

The fifteen-year-old boy was at the right age to be conceited, and too proud to chase after commoners and leave their faces bloody. Such actions appeared utterly foolish to him.

Tang Luo and Xiao Jinlin couldn’t help but smile at his words.

“You are quite magnanimous.” He ruffled his younger brother’s hair and watched the other three teammates return with smiles on their faces, walking past the moaning civilians lying on the ground.

Even the usually cold-faced and easily angered Xiao Ziyu was looking satisfied. If someone didn’t know better, they might think the trio had just returned from a brothel.

Having vented their anger, the team from Longxi left behind a pile of golden tickets and departed. However, the incident of the Tang family of Xiling beating up dozens of people in front of the Arbitration Office of the ancient city as soon as they entered Kunwu County, was like a stone thrown into a quiet pond, creating a series of ripples.

The new person from the western part of Longzhou was a brute. This was the first impression that the Tang family from Xiling and the new alliance of Longxi left on Kunwu County.

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But the group from Longxi didn’t care. Under the guidance of Xiao Jinlin and Tang Luo, they checked into the most luxurious inn in Kunwu County and rented a tasteful courtyard for their final preparations before the battle.

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Situated in the central position of the Kunwu mountain range, the Martial Saint Mountain dominates the entire blessed Divine Mountain Kun Wu in Longzhou.

With the growing number of disciples, descendants, and servants of Martial Saint Mountain, the grand and magnificent Kunwu Divine Mountain was growing crowded. Fortunately, the Kunwu mountain range spans thousands of miles and contains countless deep mountains and large rivers, allowing Martial Saint Mountain to expand outward from its center.

After thousands of years of expansion, the sphere of influence of Martial Saint Mountain has stretched from the main peak of Kun Wu to hundreds of miles, encompassing dozens of mountains. They have divided this territory into ten regions named after the ancient Qilins slain by the Martial Saint. They are namely Longkui Mountain, Baize Mountain, Phoenix Mountain, Qilin Mountain, Taowu Mountain, Dapeng Mountain, Shen Monkey Mountain, Canglong Mountain, Mysterious Snake Mountain, and Bifang Mountain.

Thus, today, when outsiders refer to Martial Saint Mountain, they mean this vast region at the center of Kunwu Divine Mountain.

And the venue for the Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Conference is located on the main peak of Bifang Mountain.

This place is not only the dojo for the outer disciples of Martial Saint Mountain but also a place to entertain foreign guests. To be recognized as a guest by such an isolated force, one must be at least an envoy from the world’s sacred lands or on the grandmaster level.

The contestants for the competition are only allowed to enter in September, but the emissaries and representatives of the sacred land sects who were invited have already arrived.

At this time, on Bifang Mountain, disciples from various sects gathered around while others tried to curry favor with them. Where there were people, there were conflicts, even among the high and mighty saintly sects.

Close or distant relationships, grudges, and hatred, tens of historical forces that have been passed down from ancient times. Who could always maintain harmony? Although there were no serious conflicts, small frictions and gaps never ceased. After all, in the martial arts world, one can’t be second, especially when it comes to disciples of the sect. Even though they didn’t possess any extraordinary skills, winning or losing and life or death really only hung by a thread when facing opponents of the same level.

A lot of hatred was generated in this way, and then passed down through oral tradition. Thus, numerous versions of small stories emerged, such as if you encounter disciples from the Beast Taming Sect, you must beat them up to avenge the grudge from decades ago. Or if you face monks from the Wuxiang Zen Temple, you should be careful because they play dirty!

Disciples of the sect were also human and couldn’t be unaffected by such an environment. In particular, many representatives of this generation were setting foot in the world for the first time. Those who couldn’t conceal their emotions, whether they were delightful or mischievous, would certainly seek out the friendly forces mentioned by their elders. Those with tensions, would attack with provoking glances!

Since it was a gathering of young people, it naturally wouldn’t cause a stir among the superiors in Martial Saint Mountain. Therefore, the person responsible for this martial arts conference was Martial Saint Mountain’s direct disciple, Bu Xiao, who was also the Saint Child of Martial Saint Mountain, one of the top figures among young martial artists.

Of course, this apex was not just awarded because Bu Xiao is from Martial Saint Mountain or because he is a part of the Bu family. After all, even sacred lands can’t guarantee that their descendants in every generation will be outstanding. There are many cases in which the saint children of sacred lands have been suppressed by the Taoists of the sect. To be respected as the apex, one usually has to have an impressive record in the sacred land. How can one be considered an apex figure if one can’t suppress one’s peers?

However, for some reason, the young people of this generation were particularly unorthodox. The astonishing figures that used to be scarce for centuries were frequently appearing. The saint children of several sacred lands were also monstrously powerful.

The Saint Child of Martial Saint Mountain, Bu Xiao, the Saint Child of the Wang Clan from Tian Nan, Wang Chan, the Buddha Son of Wuxiang Zen Temple, Yankong, and the Traveler of Xu Clan from Yuanzhou, Xu Laoying. These four young people have almost plowed through the world’s sects within only a few years, and they are figures that all sects and Taoist disciples need to look up to.

All the sects that had arrived at Bifang Mountain had heard rumors that this martial arts conference was going to be grand. Martial Saint Mountain had invited several young people who were at the top of their generation. Except for the Saint Child of the Wang Clan from Tian Nan, who might not attend, Yankong from the Wuxiang Zen Temple and the Traveler from Xu Clan in Yuanzhou had confirmed their seats.

Moreover, the representative from Xu Clan had already arrived, but none of the gathered representatives from various sects on Bifang Mountain had seen him. In addition to him, Bu Xiao, the Saint child of Martial Saint Mountain, was also missing. As the main person in charge of the Martial Arts Conference, it was strange that he had not shown up in Bifang Mountain.

Of course they couldn’t see Xu Laoying. Two months ago, when Xu Laoying had just arrived at Bifang Mountain, he expressed his wish to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the ten sacred mountains to Bu Xiao and asked for the Taoist token from him. After bidding farewell to Bu Xiao, he turned around and slipped away to Kunwu County, indulging in various places of pleasure and enjoying himself with women till dawn.

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