71 Internal Champion? Surround and Kill Sun Yuanshan!
Hu!
The six dojo masters put away their oil-paper umbrellas and sat in the small pavilion.
Bai Bashan looked at the crowd and said, âSince everyone is here, Iâll tell you why Iâve gathered you all here. Lord Hu must have offered such a high price to boost his eldest sonâs reputation. I donât think anyone has any objections to this.â
The rest of the people didnât speak.
Bai Bashan continued, âIf we let Lord Huâs son get first place, we wonât get anything out of it. Instead, we will be a stepping stone for his son.
âHowever, if any of the eight great martial arts centers were to take it down⊠It can suppress the city lordâs mansionâs momentum, and on the other hand, it can also benefit all the families.â
Sun Yuanshan glanced at the expressions of the other heads around him. They were all calm and composed.
He immediately had a bad feeling.
Bai Bashan continued to speak, âWe can let the person with the most hope among the eight stay until the end in his best condition. Then, the top one will share some of the benefits with the other dojos.
âReihom from the Thunderbolt Dojo has been number one on the eight martial roll for two years. Only Hu Jingshan, who hasnât made a move yet, has a chance in the fight for first place.â
Bai Bashanâs voice grew louder and louder. âEveryone, go easy on Reihom and then exhaust Hu Jingshan with all your might. Then, this beast will be ours for the taking.â
âI think this is a good suggestion.â Bao Ziyan chuckled and spoke first.
âI also think itâs possible,â Qing Yunhe also spoke.
Sun Yuanshan looked at the expressions of the others and sneered. âAfter the first place is confirmed, donât the other seven still have to guard their positions according to the ranking? How do we split it?â
âWouldnât it be just right to follow the eight martial roll?â The man with the knife grinned.
âI also think itâs reasonable.â The master of the Six Harmonies Dojo also spoke.
Sun Yuanshan continued to sneer. âI see that you all have a tacit understanding. You must have colluded long ago to give the title to Reihom.â
If this were the case, the Changshan Dojo would be the last one. They could only guard the most dangerous places. More importantly, wouldnât Qin Huai, that kid, miss out on that great opportunity?
âI donât accept this proposal!â Sun Yuanshan was slightly angry. âThe first place should be decided by our own abilities. Just as that brat Hu Jingshan said, it belongs to whoever it should belong to!â
âMaster Sun, you have to consider the big picture,â Qing Yunhe leisurely advised.
âSenior Sun, if this is successful, Iâll give you 20% of the mining rights for the White Ore mine for the next two years,â Bai Bashan spoke again.
Bao Ziyan struck while the iron was hot. âBesides, those two disciples of yours⊠One is Qi Yangbing, who has been ranked tenth all year round. The other is Qin Huai, who has a little talent but is only in the third refinement realm. There is no hope for them to compete for the first place.â
âAccording to the grand martial competitionâs rules, whether or not we can compete, it wonât be long before we reach the end, is that clear? Thereâs no need to go through all these twists and turns. Weâll see whoâs stronger and whoâs weaker in the arena!â Sun Yuanshan said firmly, not giving in an inch.
For Qin Huai, this invitation from the top martial arts school in Lingjiang county was the only chance he had in his life.
His qi and blood were mottled, and he cultivated many things. His root bone and aptitude were also a mess.
It was only because he had a good affinity with the long breath technique that he was so outstanding.
Once he left the long breath technique, he would need to find a cultivation technique with good compatibility. It was as difficult as ascending to heaven to re-cultivate a martial art or a martial transformation art.
If Qin Huai missed this opportunity, there was a high chance that his progress would stop here. That was why no matter what, he wouldnât trade Qin Huaiâs future for a temporary benefit.
âYou really donât agree?â Bai Bashan squinted his eyes.
âGive me two days to think about itâŠâ Sun Yuanshan looked around, got up, and cupped his fists. âIâll take my leave first! Iâll give you an answer in two days.â
Without any hesitation, he turned around and left.
BOOM!
Behind him, a gust of wind suddenly rose.
Sun Yuanshanâs long robe was bulging, and his hair was dancing in the wind.
He suddenly turned around, and the electric arcs in his pupils suddenly enlarged. His fist was wrapped in a sharp blade-like fist.
The rainbow-piercing vigor!
Sun Yuanshan did not show any mercy. The six white dragons poured out, and the wind was like a cannon.
Bang! Bang!
The two exchanged a punch.
Sun Yuanshan waved his hand and sprayed a handful of poisonous mist. However, the heavens were not kind, and most of the poisonous fog sank into the soil in an instant.
As he waved his hand and stopped, the ball-like Bao Ziyan came from the side.
The man with the knife followed closely behind with a sinister smile. âMaster Sun, if you donât agree today, Iâm afraid you wonât be able to leave!â
The Three Tassels Spear Dojoâs masters also attacked from the right. The saber was like a fierce tiger, and the spear was like a swift snake!
The beast bared its fangs and roared in the rain.
âQi bell!â Sun Yuanshan frowned, and a clear white mist suddenly rose around him. The blades and spears were like fog, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and had no reaction.
âCrushing fist!â Bao Ziyan laughed maliciously, and his punch didnât have any fluctuations.
But when it hit the qi bell, it tore the white mist apart. At the same time, the saber and the spear struck together!
Sun Yuanshan grunted. A touch of red fell from the corner of his mouth, but it disappeared in the storm.
Sun Yuanshanâs expression turned ugly. He did not expect that Bai Bashan would really dare to attack.
The other six dojo masters followed closely behind⊠They wanted to take the opportunity to kill him and split the share of the Changshan Dojo!
Sun Yuanshan was running wildly in the rain as the seven dojo masters of Pingnan City were hot on his heels.
âMaster Bai, I think your suggestion is good. I agree!â Sun Yuanshan roared.
âHahaha! Sun Yuanshan, do you think weâll still believe you?â Bai Bashan laughed out loud. âThe heavens are doing you a favor today. You canât even use your poison techniques, and your combat strength has been greatly reduced.
âYouâve seen enough scenery at the peak of Pingnan City. Itâs time to go to the netherworld.â
Pa!
A pool of liquid mixed with the rain fell on his face, but Bai Bashan didnât care.
However, the next moment, the other peopleâs curses rang out in the forest.
âThis old man poisoned the rain?!â
âIâm afraid itâs poisonâŠâ
âDamn itâŠâ
âHahaha! Little brats, youâre still far from being able to scheme against this old man!â Sun Yuanshan laughed out loud. âIâve known this for so many years. How could I not consider a rainy day?â
Bai Bashanâs face also started to burn. It was a physiological heat. The terrifying burning sensation forced him to activate his qi and blood to offset it.
âEveryone, if you continue to cower, youâre really going to let this old brat escape. At that time, he will join forces with the city lordâs mansion, and our plan will not be easy to carry out!â Bai Bashan roared.
Qing Yunhe, the master of the Crane Dojo, accelerated instantly and caught up with Sun Yuanshan in a few breaths. âMaster Sun, please stay.â
The two exchanged a few palm strikes, but there was no injury.
As he spoke, a long spear flew through the air behind him and instantly pierced Sun Yuanshanâs shoulder.
The other dojo masters had already caught upâŠ
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Deep in the mountains, dark clouds and heavy rain were gathering.
Sun Yuanshanâs body was already stained red with blood, and his robe was also wet from the rain.
In front of himâŠ
He could already vaguely see the shape of the Changshan Dojo, but a single step was like a hundred thousand miles.
Wipe, wipe, wipeâŠ
Behind him, the seven top experts were still following.
âGuys, why donât we take this opportunity to destroy the Changshan Dojo?â
âSure. The seven of us are enough.â
Bao Ziyan had already discussed the matter of the extermination of the Changshan Dojo.
It was not easy for them to chase after Sun Yuanshan, and they had many wounds all over their bodies. Half of it was poisonous liquid, and the other half was the forbidden technique, rising dragonâs wound.
They knew that Sun Yuanshan had always been strong, but they didnât expect this old man to be even stronger than he was a few years ago!
He was fighting against seven top-tier experts by himself. It was terrifying!
But this also strengthened their determination to kill Sun Yuanshan.
âIâm afraid youâre all thinking too much if you want to destroy my dojo.â Sun Yuanshan turned around and looked at the seven masters coldly. âTake a guess, how many of you can I kill before I die?â
Sun Yuanshan frowned and looked at them coldly. For a moment, it made people forget that he was covered in wounds.
He knew that today would probably be his last battle, like an arrow at the end of its flight.
âGo to hellâŠâ Before Bai Bashan finished his words, the ground suddenly shook.
âThe sound of horse hoovesâŠâ
In the blink of an eye, the group of cavalry appeared in everyoneâs sight.
As for the leader, his hair was tied up, and he was dressed in a white robe. All in all, he cut a fine figure.
âMaster, sorry Iâm late!â
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