The bronze arena only had one match, and then the other contestants disappeared?
The contestants of the silver and gold arenas gathered together, anxiously researching the intelligence they had obtained.
"There was only one winner, and her name is... Ms. Wang?"
"No sect, no school, not belonging to any inner or outer family."
"It's rumored she used palm techniques?"
"Hmph, it couldn't be palm techniques. The strength of Northern Vermilion Palm in the bronze division was among the top three. How could she have been defeated by another palm technique?"
Amidst the discussions, someone opened the Great Xia Martial Arts Association's roster and began checking the names one by one.
"In traditional martial arts, aside from techniques like Iron Sand Palm and Vermilion Palm, there aren't many other sects at the bronze level."
And then, shocking news continued to arrive.
"The contestants from the bronze division haven't been found yet. Literally, not a single one has been seen. Also, I heard that Zhu Tiejun of Vermilion Palm was dug out from underground."
Underground?
This further baffled everyone.
"He was slapped into the ground by someone. A huge pit appeared near the bronze arena. It looks terrifying."
Upon hearing this, a handsome young man stepped forward, sneering, "That was caused by a bomb!"
Huh?
"Young Master Zhou, you, are you serious?"
Young Master Zhou was dressed in a white kung fu outfit, with "Bagua" written on his belt.
He was the son of the Chairman of the Martial Arts Association. Initially a spoiled brat, he suddenly decided to learn martial arts, and hundreds of sects vied to accept him.
The Chairman of the Association finally chose the Bagua Sect for him.
The Bagua Sect had martial arts schools all over the world, and behind the scenes, they established film companies and even ventured into the health product business. They had plenty of money but lacked power.
Zhao Wuji, the sect leader of Bagua, looked down on Young Master Zhou from the bottom of his heart, but as the son of the Chairman, he could only accept him as his personal disciple.
This Young Master Zhou was good at schmoozing and had a powerful father, so he gradually became Zhao Wuji's trusted disciple.
Zhao Wuji even intended to pass the sect leadership to him, which led to discontent among the Bagua Sect members, and eventually, the entire sect became fragmented.
Now that everyone saw it was him, they flocked around him, shouting "Hello, Young Master Zhou!" which put the young master in a good mood.
"Let me tell you, this young master has inside information. That idiot Zhu Tiejun offended a big shot and was directly killed. That huge pit was blown out. Do you really think humans can punch a huge pit in the ground with their bare hands?"
Everyone suddenly understood.
Young Master Zhou checked the time: "The silver arena will start soon. My girlfriend, Su Xueqing, will be here for promotion, and she will also be watching. You all better give this young master some face, don't take it too seriously then."
Everyone laughed: "We've all discussed it. Of course, we'll ensure you, Young Master Zhou, get first place on the silver leaderboard." Su Dan Novel Network
Young Master Zhou blinked: "Then I thank all of you seniors."
In the crowd, only a middle-aged man with an aged face remained silent.
Young Master Zhou's gaze swept over: "Isn't this Master Liu of Xing Yi Quan? It's said you are the strongest in the silver arena. Why, aren't you giving this young master face?"
Master Liu's mouth felt bitter, and he shook his head helplessly: "I am just an old master of a martial arts school. I truly don't mean to disrespect you, Young Master Zhou. It's just that my master made me swear before he died that I must win first place on the silver leaderboard. This time, to buy tickets for the arena competition, the ten million yuan was from my senior brother selling his house... and the money scraped together by my junior brothers, junior sisters, and disciples."
He was telling the truth.
Young Master Zhou, however, sneered: "Stop crying poor. Do you really think I can't beat you?"
Saying this, he suddenly reached out and pressed directly onto the iron pillar of the arena.
A sizzling sound was heard, and white smoke emerged.
When Young Master Zhou withdrew his hand, three finger marks were clearly visible on the iron pillar.
Master Liu's eyes widened in disbelief: "This is definitely not Bagua Sect's kung fu. This is the Demonic Sect..."
Before he could finish, a shadow flashed by. The poor Master Liu spat blood and fell to the ground.
A peerless beauty in black stockings and a short skirt appeared seductively.
She wore smoky eye makeup, looking as charming as a demoness.
Su Xueqing!
But this was just Xueqing's shell. The soul possessing her was the Palace Mistress of Rakshasa Palace from the Demonic Sect.
Accompanying her was Shen Bingmei, who was also demonized.
The two women, one on each side, stood beside Young Master Zhou.
On the ground, Master Liu's back had swollen, clearly showing a palm print.
He lay there, barely breathing, and despite so many fellow martial artists around, no one dared to help him.
"Senior Brother!" Several Xing Yi Quan disciples cried and ran over, but Master Liu didn't respond to their calls.
Young Master Zhou burst into maniacal laughter.
Su Xueqing and Shen Bingmei had changed so much after being demonized. At this moment, they also let out soul-stirring laughter.
Not far away, in a grove of trees, Qin Yexuan and Zhu Tianqi watched this scene.
Zhu Tianqi approached him: "Hey, Qin Yexuan, as long as you lift the restriction in my head, I will help you cure Su Xueqing and Shen Bingmei. Don't forget, I am the true leader of the Demonic Sect!"
Qin Yexuan glanced at her and chuckled: "If you can't cure them, I won't have a solution either."
After a moment of silence, he shook his head again: "I originally thought you were the mastermind. Now it seems the Demonic Sect is not under your control at all. Do they not recognize you as their leader from a hundred years ago?"
Damn it!
Zhu Tianqi's face darkened as she was exposed on the spot: "I don't even recognize the current Demonic Sect anymore. I went to their sub-altars and showed off some demonic skills. I thought they would kneel and worship me... Guess what? The protector there wanted to take me as a female disciple, and also wanted me to... do things with him!"
Qin Yexuan was speechless: "What's going on with the Demonic Sect? Who taught them their demonic arts?"
Zhu Tianqi became even more embarrassed: "How the hell should I know? It's precisely because I couldn't find out that I destroyed two Demonic Sect sub-altars, and still found nothing. I had no choice but to find your Night Demon Organization."
So, she wanted to find information through the Night Demon Organization.
Qin Yexuan slowly extended his hand: "Whether willingly or by force, we must cooperate now. As they say, brothers united will conquer all. What do you say?"
Zhu Tianqi was extremely conflicted.
But she thought of how she slept for five hundred years, woke up with immense demonic power, and instead became an outcast of this era.
Even the Demonic Sect she had propagated didn't recognize her anymore.
Zhu Tianqi sighed and extended her small hand, high-fiving Qin Yexuan three times!
"What do we do next?" Zhu Tianqi asked, her palm open, a ball of demonic energy gathering: "Shall we do it like the bronze arena? Directly eliminate these idiots?"
Qin Yexuan frowned: "No, for this match, Bing Yan has to step up."
Zhu Tianqi turned and looked at Bing Yan, who was still retching in the depths of the forest: "She just killed someone and still hasn't adapted. I don't think she's up to it."
"She has to do it even if she's not!" Qin Yexuan turned and walked towards Su Bing Yan: "She must grow!"