Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 653 - 654 Martial King City

Chapter 653: Chapter 654 Martial King City

Encountering people from the Gongyang family was merely an accidental episode for Chu Fengmian; an act of unintentional kindness to save them, yet met with treachery in return.

Fortunately, Chu Fengmian’s strength was sufficient to turn the situation around and slay those Gongyang family disciples. Otherwise, had he been just slightly weaker, Chu Fengmian would already be a dead man.

Among the countless martial arts families and powers of the Northern Region, many may appear righteous and awe-inspiring, but one could never know what sort of people they truly are behind the scenes.

Even the seven great sects, splendid as they seem, once banded together to besiege the Sword Dao Master for an ancient book of Sword Dao.

"Killing these people was too kind a fate for them."

Han Yueli muttered under her breath, filled with resentment.

Detesting such thankless wretches, Han Yueli felt that even their deaths were too merciful.

"It’s fine; we don’t have time to entangle ourselves with such petty individuals. Let’s hurry to Martial King City. Come on."

Chu Fengmian stood up, soared to the skies with a leap, and transformed into a beam of light, flying directly toward Martial King City.

"The Gongyang family is also a well-known martial arts family in the Northern Region. There should be plenty of wealth in their spatial rings."

While Chu Fengmian flew through the air, he took out the spatial rings and seized the treasures within. As for the numerous Spiritual Artifacts, he integrated them into the Sword Array to increase its power.

Two beams of light raced across the sky, heading straight north in the Northern Region.

Approaching the seaside stood a gargantuan city called Martial King City.

Drawing near Martial King City, Chu Fengmian noticed many beams of light like his own, all belonging to individuals coming to participate in the Martial Arts Competition of Martial King City.

The moment Chu Fengmian noticed them, these people were also sizing up Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli. However, most of their attention was focused on Han Yueli.

Being in the life-and-death realm with an Innate Divine Body was already enough to draw attention. At the Martial Arts Competition, everyone is an enemy.

Many gazes turned toward Han Yueli as if facing a formidable opponent.

Han Yueli, however, was unfazed. Blessed with the Xuan Han Physique, she was already accustomed to such stares.

When she first went to Beimang Holy Land, many Core Disciples envied Han Yueli’s talent and sought to teach her a lesson, only to be soundly defeated by her, which established her authority at Beimang Academy.

To face hostility, one only needs to defeat the opponent.

Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli arrived at the city gates with great confidence and directly descended in front of them.

Martial King City had three gates in total: the east, west, and side gates, with only the southern one being the main entrance.

Would any martial artist who is the pride of the heavens use the side gates? All had gathered at this southern gate.

For a moment, the area before the main gate was bustling like a marketplace, with warriors pouring in from all directions towards Martial King City.

Many of these people were not there to partake in the competition, but simply to witness this triennial spectacle.

In the history of the competition, numerous dark horses have risen to prominence, many of whom have become high-ranking figures in the great powers of the Northern Region.

Now many were curious to see who would emerge in this particular competition.

"We’re here to participate in the competition; there’s no need to queue at the main gate, we can simply fly in."

Han Yueli spoke up.

They were here to compete and naturally did not need to queue. The line at the south gate looked so long it might take a day and a night to get through.

The beams of light carrying Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli arrived at Martial King City without descending and flew straight into the city.

"Who are these two, showing off like this?"

A martial artist below, seeing the beams of light from Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli flying in, voiced their discontent.

"They’re not queuing and just entering straight away?"

"Idiot, obviously those two are here to compete in the competition; otherwise, who would dare to intrude into Martial King City so brazenly?"

Another warrior beside him spoke up, somewhat enviously.

"If only I had the qualifications to participate in this competition."

"Hmph, this competition requires at least talents close to the Northern Region’s Hundred Defeats List to participate. With your abilities, you’d never make it in a lifetime,"

Another warrior replied coldly.

Such discussions continued, with countless warriors speculating about who would take the crown in this edition of the competition and who might emerge as the dark horse.

Upon entering Martial King City, Chu Fengmian immediately saw about tens of thousands of warriors, gathering almost all the genius fighters from the Northern Region.

Most of them were simply spectators without the qualifications to enter.

The ones truly qualified each year numbered only about a thousand.

EARNING a top ten spot among these thousand was no easy feat. It was usually those ranked on, or even near the top of, the Northern Region’s Hundred Defeats List that stood a chance.

However, special dark horses indeed emerged in history, like last season when an obscure disciple known as "Poison Hand Demon Monarch" from the Earth Demon Sect—not even ranked in the Hundred Defeats List—secured third place.

Afterward, he ventured into the Ruins of Oblivion, stumbled upon great fortune, and has now reached a high level in the life-and-death realm. His strength is now formidable enough to defeat even those at the pinnacle of the realm and has become an important figure in the Earth Demon Sect.

The fame and treasure of Ruins of Oblivion stimulated countless geniuses from the Northern Region to join the competition.

Even hidden power’s prodigious disciples attended.

The Martial Arts Competition truly was the most anticipated event in the Northern Region every three years.

"Halt, who goes there?"

Just as Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli flew into Martial King City, two figures immediately approached and addressed Chu Fengmian.

"The two of you are here for the competition, do you have proof of entry?"

"Hmm."

Without wasting words, Chu Fengmian produced two metallic badges from his spatial ring, engraved with the words ’Martial King’.

"So the two of you are from Beimang Academy, please enter."

The warriors glanced at the badges and respectfully stepped aside, allowing entry.

Chu Fengmian and Han Yueli proceeded into the city.

"Oh? There seem to be quite a few people this time."

Chu Fengmian surveyed the area and immediately recognized several familiar figures he had seen in Beimang Holy Land.

Among them was Lu Hua, the leader of the King’s Faction, and many other Core Disciples of Beimang Holy Land were here for this competition.