C32 Qin Yi's Counterattack
Three days later, in the Qin family's martial arts practice field in Chu Shi City.
"Members of the Qin Clan, today is the annual Clan Martial Meet. Your hard work during this year's competition will be tested. The winner will naturally get a lot of rewards! " Great Elder Qin Xian stood on the stage, sweeping his eyes over the young faces, and finally stopped at Qin Jue, continuing, "In addition, the victor will represent the Qin family, and fight in the Martial Competition that occurs once every five years, to fight for glory!"
Below the stage, the Qin Clan juniors were instantly in a frenzy. A few who didn't know what had happened even asked the person next to them in a daze, "Brother Qin, what is the Martial Competition between the two races?"
The person being questioned had a face of despise, but he still explained, "Every five years, our Qin family and the Qi family will send out a member of the younger generation to spar. Usually, the winner of the Clan Martial Meet that year will represent the family. Young Cousin, you don't even know this? "
The younger generation member who didn't know anything scratched his head and asked, "Isn't the Qi Family our mortal enemy, why did we have to fight with them in the Martial Meet?"
"This... Sigh, why are you asking so many questions? Even if I said it, you wouldn't be able to get first! "
Qin Xian pressed his palms together, signaling everyone to quiet down, and said solemnly: "Although the Clan Martial Meet is held every year, I still want to emphasize the rules of the Martial Competition. The arena system would be used in the Martial Competition. The first person to step up would be the arena master, and everyone else would have the right to challenge him. The victor would remain, the loser would step down, and if no one challenged the arena master again after the third bell ring, the arena master would become the champion of that year's Martial Meeting. Remember, when the time comes, those who harmed others will not be able to serve you! "
The rules of the Qin Clan's Martial Meet were different from those of many other families. The other families often used the promotion system, which allowed the participants to have a certain amount of time to recover. As a result, the Qin family's Martial Competition was not only a competition of force, but also a game.
"Alright, let the Martial Meeting begin!" Who wants to be the first arena master? "
As the sound of his voice faded, the members of the Qin Clan's younger generation exchanged glances. Nobody made the first move.
No one would wish to be the first person on the stage to be the "spearhead the bird".
"Clang!"
No one went up to the arena after the first bell chime.
"Clang!"
With the second bell sound, no one took the first step.
"No one wants to be the first one to enter the stage? Don't forget, if no one goes up on stage after the three bell chimes, then everyone will have to spend the next two years' worth of money! " Qin Xian's voice sounded at the right time, "Moreover, you all still cannot escape. After three bell rings, lots will be drawn to decide who will be the first to go up on stage!"
At this moment, Qin Yi gathered his courage and took a step forward. He held back everyone's shock and shouted, "I'll do it!"
Qin Dengfeng looked at his grandson who was on stage, stroked his beard and said with satisfaction: "Although my cultivation level is not high, but to dare to be the first, my courage is commendable!"
The crowd below the stage were all in disdain, don't you know what kind of trash your grandson is?
Qin Yi stood on the stage and clenched his fists so tightly that they turned white. He knew that it was almost impossible for him to win. In terms of talent and comprehension, he was more hardworking than anyone in the Qin family.
In the past, there was even Qin Yuan with his blocked meridian constitution as the bottom. But three months ago, that trash that he ravaged defeated him ruthlessly in public, and taught him a proper lesson like his elder brother did in the past.
For the past three months, Qin Yi had been hiding in his room all day. He trained like a madman, and even his body had lost a lot of weight.
No one would have thought that Qin Yi would be the first to enter the arena. All this while, everyone except for Qin Yuan had silently agreed that Qin Yi was the easiest to bully.
After the surprise, many people were overjoyed. If it was someone else on the stage, they would have to measure their own strength. But if it was Qin Yi, who wouldn't be able to easily obtain victory?
Even if he only won one match, he would be able to show his face in front of the elders. He might even be able to get that "consolation prize"!
In almost an instant, several youths rushed towards the arena to challenge Duan Ling Tian.
Eighth Elder Qin Tao secretly shook his head. Given the temperament of these youngsters, their future achievements would definitely be limited.
After finally deciding on the challenger, the other youngsters retreated in disappointment, thinking that they had missed an opportunity to show off.
The challenger's name was Qin Cai, and he was a four star warrior.
Only then did Qin Yun raise his head and say to Qin Yi, "Brother Qin Yi, why don't we stop the fight? If you surrender, I can save some energy to fight the next challenger."
In Qin Yi's mind, the image of Qin Yuan appeared. He shook his head and said, "Young Cousin, let's begin."
Qin Xiu's smile gradually disappeared. He was somewhat angry in his heart: "You, a useless piece of trash who is at the bottom, must consume some of my strength. You're hurting me, not me!" Fine, I'll kick you out of the ring!
The competition was about to begin, and a transparent barrier appeared out of thin air on the stage. This barrier was built using soundproof stones, and it was able to isolate the sound of the arena from the outside world, preventing both sides from being disturbed by the outside world during the match.
"Young Cousin, I kindly advise you to step down from the stage, it will not be an easy thing for you to do so now!" Qin Cai cupped his fists together with a smile on his face. He pretended to show it to the people below the arena. With a ruthless tone, he said, "If I don't cripple you, I won't let you have the chance to admit defeat!"
Suddenly, a strong aura rose up from Qin Cai's body. It was clearly the realm of a Four Star Warrior.
However, Qin Yi also cupped his fists as his aura rose up. He was also a Four Star Warrior!
Qin Cai was stunned, as were everyone else below the arena. Three months ago, Qin Yi had just broken through to a three star warrior. According to his cultivation speed, it would already be considered good if he could become a four star warrior in one year, but now he had already advanced. How could it not be surprising?
However, if they really fought, Qin Yi would be at a disadvantage. In just a few moves, his entire face was swollen.
While ruthlessly beating up Qin Yi's face, he arrogantly said, "Trash, I told you not to take the initiative and admit defeat! I told you not to appreciate the kindness! "
Just when everyone thought that Qin Yi was going to lose, Qin Yi suddenly struck out a different kind of Qin Clan Fist. He reversed the situation in one go and his fists rained down on Qin Cai's body, knocking him off the stage.
"Victory …" Qin Yi knelt down on all fours, muttering to himself, "Qin Yuan, so your moves were actually so easy to use …" "It seems like I was really wrong …"
If Qin Yuan was there, he would have definitely recognized the fist that had just reversed the situation. That fist was the modified version of the Qin's fist that he had sparred with Qin Yi before he had cultivated the Reverse Universal Technique. After Qin Yi had been defeated by Qin Yuan, he had locked himself in his room and pondered for a long time. Finally, he was enlightened.
After the next challenger came on stage, Qin Yi took the initiative to admit defeat because of his injuries. However, this caused many people to look at him in a new light.
After more than ten rounds of sparring, only 5-star warriors dared to step onto the stage, until a new challenger jumped onto the stage.
"Young Cousin, I will challenge you!" Qin Jue landed firmly on the stage. Although his tone was calm, it was filled with disdain.
The one being challenged, however, was submissive. He clearly understood the difference between Qin Jue and himself, so he said: "Brother Qin Jue is joking. There's no need to challenge me, I'll go down myself."
The challenger hastily jumped off the stage, but no one dared to look him in the eye. After all, his opponent was Qin Jue!
"Clang!"
No one challenged the first bell.
"Brother Qin Jue is so strong. I don't think anyone dares to fight him, right?"
"Of course, he's the strongest among our Qin family's younger generation!"
"Clang!"
The second bell chime, still no one went up.
"But have you heard? Three months ago, the Patriarch's third son, Qin Yuan, made an agreement with the Elders Guild that he would compete against Brother Qin Jue in the Martial Meeting! "
"Qin Yuan? What a joke! "
"Exactly! Although he had somehow awakened the Martial Seal, only three months had passed. Do you think he's a god? You want to possess the strength to fight against brother Qin Jue in three months? "
"I don't think I saw Qin Yuan present?"
"He must be afraid. He must be hiding in the Alchemy Pavilion and doesn't dare to come!"
However, Qin Jue's expression did not look good. He had originally planned on ruthlessly beating up Qin Yuan on the stage and then pretending to accidentally cripple his Martial Seal. Now that Qin Yuan did not come, wouldn't his preparations have failed?
Qin Jue's father, Qin Fu Yi, and his grandfather, the Great Elder, Qin Xian were also in a bad mood.
"Qin Yuan is definitely not someone who would go back on his words. Did the wolf accidentally kill him?" Qin Jue thought to himself, his complexion turning slightly better: "If he can still accept this, then I just let him die too happily!"
Just as the hammer was about to hit the bell, a voice came from behind the crowd, "Wait, I want to challenge!"