Zhu Tianqi now infinitely misses the old days.
When she was a man, she held military power, controlled the Northern Territory Royal Mansion, and as a prince of the Great Ming Dynasty, she shook the twelve tribes of the Northern Frontier.
How glorious, how arrogant she was back then!
The great and minor dharma kings of the Northern Territory Demonic Sect knelt and cowered, and the million strong armies of the twelve barbarian tribes still submitted to her feet.
When her demonic cultivation reached perfection and she ascended the throne of the Demonic Sect Leader, she could sweep across the Central Plains with a wave of her hand and contend for the world.
Who in the world was not afraid of her, Zhu Tianqi?
Except for one person!
Damn it, it was that person, a seemingly ordinary and quiet man.
The man she called Big Brother!
Qin Yexuan!
If not for Qin Yexuan, five hundred years ago, she would have been the ruler of the world, and history would have been rewritten.
And now, after five hundred years of cliff-side bitter cultivation, after countless cycles of life and death, she had finally broken through the final realm, infinitely approaching the level of an immortal.
But! Qin Yexuan still stood in her way.
"He is my nemesis!"
Zhu Tianqi used the ten million yuan she had painstakingly saved to handle all the procedures and stood there in a daze with her entry pass.
Qin Yexuan walked over, "Not bad, you haven't woken up long, have you? You have so much money!"
Zhu Tianqi sneered, "In this era, if nothing else, making money is too easy. If I didn't fear causing too much trouble, I could easily become the president of a certain country."
Qin Yexuan let out an "Oh," and said, "Last life, you wanted to be emperor, and I didn't agree, so we fought. Now, you want to be president, and I won't stop you."
Zhu Tianqi pouted, "No fun, I just like Daxia, and I want to be the master of Daxia!"
Qin Yexuan shook his head, "You can play wherever you want, but not here!"
"Hmph, hypocrite, you really think you're a savior? You protect Daxia, isn't it all for fame and fortune?"
Qin Yexuan didn't explain.
Zhu Tianqi became more annoyed, "Why can you stir up trouble everywhere and pretend to be cool without consequences, but I can't? Good heavens, Big Brother, you're playing bigger and bigger now, and several of the Su sisters are all going to be in your bed!"
Qin Yexuan's face darkened, "Shut up!"
Zhu Tianqi shivered. She was inherently afraid of Qin Yexuan.
"Tianqi, others can doubt me and insult me like that, but you shouldn't. You should know what Su Qing's situation is!"
Zhu Tianqi fell silent, and after a long sigh, said, "The eldest sister of the Su family is the reincarnation of that woman. I didn't expect you still can't forget that woman after so many years."
Qin Yexuan waved his hand, stopping her. Because Su Bingyan was approaching.
Bingyan didn't know about the hundred-year enmity between Zhu Tianqi and Qin Yexuan. She just felt that this little girl was terrifying, very powerful, and that her brother-in-law cared about her a lot.
So Bingyan was very polite, "Sister Zhu Tianqi, right? You're the vanguard of our three-person team?"
"How dare you! Who's your sister, you impudent brat." Zhu Tianqi was furious, "How dare you call my name?"
Su Bingyan wasn't angry. Instead, she was amused by her "cute" demeanor, "Look at you, you're only a little older than my sister Yuluo, yet you speak so pretentiously."
Qin Yexuan smiled, "She... can be considered the child of a friend of mine, and she should call me Uncle."
Damn it!
Zhu Tianqi's stomach was about to explode with anger, but she couldn't resist the soul control of the Yu Xin Technique.
After reluctantly calling Qin Shushu, Zhu Tianqi took out her entry pass.
"Bronze Arena, I've asked about the rules. Three people per team, two teams will compete, and each side will pre-determine the order of appearance. It's very much like the King of Fighters in video games..."
Qin Yexuan blinked, "Heh, you know quite a lot."
Su Bingyan, at her age, didn't even know what King of Fighters was, only that it was a fighting game.
They took a car and arrived at the Bronze Arena.
They sat down in the nearby awning.
Eating snacks and drinking iced drinks, just like going on a trip.
An hour later, the Bronze Arena officially opened.
After a simple cultural performance, the referees entered. They were all powerful figures in the martial arts world, dressed in kung fu attire.
The match order and list quickly appeared on the big screen. Zhu Tianqi's phone also downloaded the App. She entered the number on her entry pass: "Heh, the fourth match, we still have to wait a long time."
At this moment, on the stage, the invited masters of the Bronze level appeared. All three were tall and robust, hailing from the northern powers.
The leader was called Zhu Tiejun, and he sat there proudly, "I rarely participate in Bronze matches. I'll let my little disciples play with them."
The opposing fighters were unknown newcomers: a young girl who practiced Bagua, and two boys who had just graduated from martial arts school. It was obvious they were just there to experience the atmosphere.
The three young girls were very excited, extremely polite, and respectfully saluted Zhu Tiejun.
Zhu Tiejun glared, "If you know what's good for you, surrender automatically. Once you're on the stage, it's a fight to the death."
The little girl became a little scared.
The two boys, only eighteen or nineteen years old, were full of youthful vigor and insisted on trying.
Qin Yexuan glanced at them and couldn't help but shake his head, "These children are going to be unlucky."
Su Bingyan asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"
Zhu Tianqi sneered from the side, "These three brats haven't even condensed their Qi yet. They're going up against masters of the Zhu Sha Palm. Isn't that courting death? The Northern Zhu Sha Palm is deadly!"
Su Bingyan immediately stood up, "They're just children, younger than my sister!"
Zhu Tianqi was speechless, "Don't be such a bleeding heart, okay? The arena is where people die and win."
Su Bingyan didn't say anything, and with a flash, she was at the bottom of the stage.
She absolutely did not want to see children being bullied.
Zhu Tianqi jeered from the awning, "Su Bingyan is really a bleeding heart, incapable of achieving great things."
Qin Yexuan said calmly, "Bingyan is just kind, and her actions are chivalrous. Don't judge others by your own standards."
Just as they were speaking, a scream came from the stage.
One of the martial arts school boys had his arm broken on the spot by Zhu Tiejun's disciple. The disciple's face was contorted with ferocity as he slapped the boy's back. The boy immediately coughed up blood!
The little girl and her companions rushed forward in fright.
"You're better than us, and you're a high-ranking disciple of the northern martial arts world. Why are you so ruthless?" The little girl was about to cry.
The Zhu family disciple smiled, "Is the little sister heartbroken? Alright, come here and let me kiss you, then dance here, and I'll spare you."
"We forfeit!" The little girl anxiously wanted to send her companion to the hospital.
*Bang!*
The Zhu family disciple directly blocked them and pushed the girl into the arena with a palm strike.
"The life-and-death waiver has been signed. Once you're on stage, it's a fight to the finish. I'll ask you again, are you willing to dance?"
The little girl was already scared silly. Looking at her vomiting companion, her eyes reddened, and she was forced to nod.
The onlookers watched this scene with great interest.
Someone even shouted, "You dare provoke the masters of the Zhu Sha Palm? You're courting death."
"Yeah, yeah, worthy of being the invincible Iron Palm of the Zhu family."
"Hey, little beauty, you're wearing too much. It's no fun dancing like this."
A group of people were actually bullying a little girl.
The little girl bit her lip, already crying.
"What are you crying for? Didn't your elders teach you? Everyone wants to see you undress and dance, hurry up."
At this moment, the boy protected the girl, while one was still lying on the stage, pitiful and utterly helpless.
"You're not agreeing, are you?" The Zhu family disciple revealed his palm, which was blood-red.
The girl's hand trembled as she reached for her buttons.
There were whistles from below.
Just then, an angry voice came, "Disgusting, what kind of heroes are you in the martial world?"
Su Bingyan stood there, trembling with rage!