Martial Saint!
Chapter 138 - 0127 Tie Shan Chen Jiu

Chapter 138: 0127 Tie Shan Chen Jiu

May 30.

This year’s Pingjiang Martial Arts Hall exchange competition was held amid the drizzling plum rain, as caravans from over a dozen Martial Arts Academies arrived at the Giant Elephant Fighting Hall.

Rickett brought Ricken to welcome the friends from the allied academies.

A low-profile, black "Seeking Dao 6" luxury car slowly came to a halt, and the door opened, revealing three figures in casual attire wearing sunglasses, walking with a no-nonsense stride.

Old Ji and two True Inheritors were all present.

"Damn, Old Ji, you’ve gone too far."

Wu Tian Shi couldn’t help but comment as he saw Old Ji’s entourage.

"These two are from Dragon City Martial Arts University, how can we fight them?"

Jiang Jiao also frowned and said,

"Old Ji is here to challenge us."

Ji Xuantong took off his sunglasses, boasting,

"I didn’t break any rules. These two disciples of mine both have genuine Low-Class root bone. Chenzhou is only 17, and Ru Yu is just 24. No problem there."

"Alright, you have a point."

The crowd didn’t really care much.

They had been friends for many years.

Such minor things were not worth worrying about.

"Sigh, Old Ji, you’re really in luck."

"It’s true, I’d be happy to have either Lu Chenzhou or Shi Ruyu myself."

Enjoying the envy of his peers, Old Ji strode confidently into the venue.

Ricken watched Lu Chenzhou’s retreating figure.

"That is the target I must chase!"

He indeed couldn’t beat those at the Sixth Rank.

But, he aimed to lose with dignity.

...

Lu Chenzhou and Shi Ruyu took off their jackets, changed into the Flying Swallow Martial Arts Hall’s training clothes, removed their sunglasses, and leisurely sat in the rest area waiting.

Lu Chenzhou casually asked,

"Sister Shi, are you confident about taking first place?"

Shi Ruyu responded,

"No problem, what about you... never mind, forget I asked."

Ji Xuantong stood proudly like a consistently victorious general:

"There’s no suspense, just don’t injure anyone."

He had already researched the competitors for this event, the strongest being Ricken with Fifth Rank cultivation, and there were a few more at the Fourth Rank compared to last year.

Both were veterans who had ranked in hundreds of Martial Arts Hall exchange competitions.

This was nothing but a slight breeze to them.

Soon, it was Lu Chenzhou’s turn to compete.

A year had passed since his last match, he climbed onto the stage with a calm smile.

After courteously greeting with a fist salute, he sent his opponent flying with one palm strike.

In several consecutive rounds, he did the same, even Ninth Rank competitors were no different; it was like trashing noobs, hardly more difficult than defeating an ordinary person. Anyone breaking the Fourth Qi-Blood threshold could overwhelm those breaking the Second just by instinct.

On another note, Ricken also easily defeated his opponent.

Then came the final round.

Ricken, with a serious expression, faced Lu Chenzhou and solemnly said,

"Giant Elephant Fighting Hall, Ricken, Holy Image School!"

Lu Chenzhou returned the salute,

"Flying Swallow Martial Arts Hall, Lu Chenzhou, Tiger Form!"

He assumed the Black Tiger Downhill stance, spreading his hands for a hook punch. No matter how weak the opponent, he would always fight with his strongest posture to respect his adversary!

In that moment.

Ricken seemed to see a black tiger with hanging eyes and a white forehead leisurely strolling out from the Pine Forest Chaotic Stone Ridge, its lazy tiger eyes sending chills down his spine.

"What a strong Martial Arts aura!"

Rickett couldn’t help exclaiming.

Such an aura was certainly not something any typical Seventh Rank could match.

This was... Eighth Rank, perhaps even stronger.

Cultivation of aura, similarly elusive; this didn’t rely as much on root bone, but more on comprehension and mind realm, the Holy Image Realm that Rickett dreamt of requiring high demands for aura, only those truly possessing an unbeatable spirit could achieve it.

Defining an unbeatable spirit, however, remained profoundly mysterious.

On the other side,

If Ji Xuantong weren’t prepared mentally, he’d have been shocked too. As a True Inheritor Master, he already knew Lu Chenzhou had reached Eighth Rank three months ago. He was also aware that Lu Chenzhou had caught Principal Wang’s attention, advancing more than a thousand places on the Hidden Dragon List overnight.

What defines a prodigy?

This is what a prodigy looks like!

Accumulating slowly and unleashing suddenly, silent until remarkable! Once such individuals rise, they sprint forward gloriously, making the whole world... tremble.

Old Ji was fired up.

With a smack, Ricken was sent flying...

Lu Chenzhou watched as Ricken heavily hit the ground, then slowly walked off the platform.

Ricken had known his rank wasn’t as high, yet he chose to face him directly, a courage that Lu Chenzhou deeply respected; had it been him, he would have surely altered his fighting approach.

"Lu Chenzhou! Champion!"

The host announced excitedly.

The leaders also joined in applauding enthusiastically.

The Martial Artists remained unperturbed, having foreseen the outcome.

One punch, two hundred thousand credited.

"Flying Swallow Sea Flying, Unrestrained!"

Friends and families of the Flying Swallow Martial Arts Hall cheered loudly.

Old Zhang was the happiest among them, leveraging Lu Chenzhou’s current fame to initially set up the [Mortal Bone] app, now boasting nearly a hundred thousand registered users.

It had only been a year, which was quite an achievement.

Old Zhang had always been somewhat ambitious, even prepared for losses during startup, but surprisingly made a small profit. He planned to harness Lu Chenzhou’s escalating fame in Su City soon, asking him to endorse the product to potentially expand further.

Ten billion of those with Low-Class root bone.

All potential markets.

In the afternoon, Shi Ruyu also dominated the competition, taking first place easily.

Old Ji was overjoyed.

He’d managed to snag six hundred thousand from the district government again.

Finally, during the closing speech:

"Thank you, Martial Artists, for the spectacular competition; we hope you all succeed in Martial Arts and, upon becoming Martial Artists, contribute to the development of our hometown."

The district government’s motivation for these monetary prizes was to retain talent.

Martial Artists were indeed crucial assets.

Lu Chenzhou planned to stay anyway. Before turning 35, he intended to take advantage of these exchange competitions to earn a decent annual reward.

Search the lightnovelworld.cc website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.