The Ancient Realm Goddess
The Daoist Black Three
Jing Ling's eyes twinkled when she saw Zhang Wudi enter the arena. Not because he was interested in the man but rather interested in the discs in his hands. The disc though not too luxurious but has its own charm. And it made Jing Ling feel like having it.
Qing Yue'er chuckled realizing Jing Ling's desire. He embraced the girl familiarly. "Do you want that disc?"
Jing Ling turned. "How did you know?"
"Your expression has explained everything," Qing Yue'er replied.
"Heheh, I hope that the man will defeat the Bald Head," Jing Ling said after chuckling.
"I wish it was like that too." Qing Yue'er said casually. Then he looked around to find a seat. He was the laziest when watching the match by standing up like now.
After a while he finally found a strategic seat to watch. They both moved to that place. Right next to Qing Yue'er, there was an old man who had been sitting there from the start.
The man propped up his chin using a rattan stick twisted in such a way. His eyes were only half open. Either it's sleepy or it's a habit.
"Older Brother, it's not a bad stick," Qing Yue'er said after carefully observing the stick.
The old man immediately opened his eyes properly. He turned to Qing Yue'er and watched her for a while. After that, he closed half his eyes.
"Your eyesight is not bad" the old man replied.
Qing Yue'er sniffed her shoulders and just smiled. After that he refocused on the match between Zhang Wudi and Ye Ganghao. It seemed like the two of them were mortal enemies that had long been competing against each other.
Whooss!
Zhang Wudi threw one of the discs forward. The disc rotated in a sloping trajectory forming a light that moved at lightning speed. It was seen if the disc flashed around Ye Ganghao's body.
Jing Ling was even more fascinated when she saw that disc game. If he had played it, it would have been cool.
Ye Ganghao twisted his body to be wary of the direction of the disc. He gripped his rock tightly, then in one fell swoop he hit the disc until it slammed far away.
He laughed out loud. "Just hit the discs, it's something so easy!"
The disc that was slammed was immediately pulled back by Zhang Wudi until it returned to his hands. "Head Bald, this is just the beginning."
Zhang Wudi twisted the disc in his hand quickly. This time he ran over to Ye Ganghao. With his agile movements he began to move around Ye Ganghao's stocky body. Its movement was so fast that it formed a wind that blew away the dust on the ground.
Ye Ganghao sharpened his eyesight. He made preparations to land his storm attack. Moments later he started swinging his arms, but this time he was not on target.
Zhang Wudi's hand was still twisting the disc. When he saw Ye Ganghao fail to attack him, he swung one of his discs to scratch the thumpy man's arm on the inside.
Sreett!
Ye Ganghao instantly grimaced as a stinging pain came across his arm. He saw the blood that had splashed on his sleeve. His anger exploded.
"Damn! I won't let you get away with it!" ye Ganghao exclaimed furiously.
While Zhang Wudi chuckled excitedly. Landing an attack on Ye Ganghao's body made his spirit rise by several folds. This time he really had to surpass the bald man.
The fierce fight continues. Zhang Wudi moved more and more agile than before. This time he was really provoking the anger of Ye Ganghao. This of course makes it easier to drop other attacks.
Qing Yue'er was shaking her hand. Basically the fight he saw was more like comparing weapons. It was not a real battle involving cultivation techniques as most of them would take out typical weapons.
Even so one would still be free to use weapons or just use cultivation techniques. It's just that because most participants use weapons, the other participants finally took part in issuing their respective flagship weapons.
"Yet, young people are getting smarter now." Suddenly the old man sitting next to Qing Yue'er let out his voice. Even though he only opened half his eyes, it turned out that he could still watch the match well.
"There will definitely be someone smarter" Qing Yue'er said to echo the man's words.
"Then I'll wait for someone smarter."
Qing Yue'er just chuckled. The old man's behavior was quite strange to him. But he only sees it as a good thing.
Ye Ganghao rubbed the sweat that ran down his bald head. The clothes attached to his body had already turned into very ugly tears. There were even a lot of blood stains that dirtyed him. He really looks pathetic.
Many people laughed at his appearance. Especially since the rips made by Zhang Wudi's discs were unmitigated. The tear revealed a part of his body that was filled with fat. How is this not funny?
Jing Ling laughed out loud. Now Ye Ganghao looked more like a joke in public. Qing Yue'er chuckled. Finally the proud man accepted his karma.
"Stop! I don't want to play with you anymore! I admit defeat!" yelled Ye Ganghao whose figure was already getting further away.
Perhaps he was a proud person, but he was also a person who was ashamed of facing defeat. He ran away because he felt he no longer had a face. Especially after his fat pile was watched in public.
Zhang Wudi laughed with satisfaction. Finally this time he managed to surpass the bald one or else he would kneel before the Zhang family ancestor. To be honest he had indeed long elbowed with Ye Ganghao, but only this time did he really reply.
Zhang Wudi cleaned his disc that had blood stains. After that he lifted his head and looked around. "Who wants to challenge me?!"
Qing Yue'er glanced at Jing Ling. Jing Ling was also looking at him for approval from him. Finally Qing Yue'er nodded. "Go away. Do it well, don't embarrass yourself."
Jing Ling nodded happily. "I will definitely beat him!"
After exclaiming confidently, he also went out of line and moved towards the arena. With her beautiful appearance and still look foreign, many pairs of eyes were watching her curiously.
"Do you know him?" whisper someone to his next-door partner.
"No. I just saw it this time."
"He's young, can he defeat Zhang Wudi?"
"Let's see how it goes."
Some people talk about the same thing. They were unwilling to underestimate Jing Ling, but they did not believe her that much either. Moreover, the girl walked away empty-handed, could she win the battle with Zhang Wudi?
If most people thought like that, then the old man who was next to Qing Yue'er was different. He finally opened his eyes properly.
"You new people why are you so brave to go down directly to the arena?" ask the guy.
Qing Yue'er turned. He was quite surprised as well because that person understood that he and Jing Ling were newcomers. But come to think of it as no surprise, maybe that person understands the residents here well.
"Isn't it good to have a lot of courage?" qing Yue'er asked.
The old man chuckled and stroked his own beard. Though he did not have a long beard there like most other parents. "You guys are different from the other girls."
Both Qing Yue'er's eyebrows shot up. "Old Man, are you going to enter the arena as well?"
"Why indeed? Do you want to fight with me?" asked the old man who seemed to be able to read Qing Yue'er's thoughts.
"Heheh, isn't this a good idea?" qing Yue'er asked.
The old man was quite surprised. Even the girl did not consider how much her strength level was and directly intended to challenge her. Isn't this like seeking death?
"Son, being brave is good, but you have to know your limits" he said. He only regretted Qing Yue'er's overly reckless demeanor.
Qing Yue'er smiled. His hand moved swiftly to snatch the rattan stick from the old man's hand. But the man realized his intentions. He immediately moved to move his staff to the side.
Whoossh!
Qing Yue'er's hand did not stop. He was still moving nimbly to take over the rattan cane. His smile expanded, he felt challenged by the scramble for the rattan cane.
The people who saw the two of them became astonished. One was a young girl, the other was an old man. They really look like grandfathers and grandchildren fighting over a piece of food.
The old man moved his rotational cane in various ways. He was really surprised by Qing Yue'er's agility. Although he was unable to sense the cultivation level of the girl, but judging from her speed it was at least that it was almost at the peak of the sky realm.
Isn't this too surprising? The peak of the celestial realm at the age that was perhaps only 15 years old, was that girl from the great power of the Central Plains? But how is it possible? Whatever it was he still felt happy about having met a young genius.
"Heheh, you want to take my stick, don't you?" asked the old man after returning to secure his staff.
Qing Yue'er replied with a ruckus. He was indeed quite interested in that rattan stick. There was a unique aura emanating from it. And it made him feel a certain vibration at the bottom of his heart.
"Then after this go down to the arena to oppose me, Daoist Black Three."
"...."
Qing Yue'er was stunned. So this guy is Daoist Black Three who he said always gets the top three? Is he playing with the wrong guy?
The corner of Qing Yue'er's lips twitched. Although he was shocked but he already made trouble. So what he had to do was to think of a strategy to be able to defeat that old man in the next match.