The Rebirth of an Immortal Cultivator
Chapter 35: Martial Arts (1)
The Martial Games will be held today at 08:30. Mo Lian woke up too early, finally she decided to get out first from the hotel room to get some fresh air. He also did not need to worry if he was late, because the distance between the hotel he stayed at and the venue of the match was only a few miles away. It can even get there in less than a minute if it flies.
Although it is said to be still morning, which is at 04.50. But in Chongqing City already many cars passed from one place to another.
"As expected of one of the cities managed directly by the Central Government." Mo Lian walked on the pavement while putting both of her hands into her pants pocket.
It did not feel like ten minutes had passed from Mo Lian out of the hotel, now he had reached the city park. Shady trees as a fence that limits green grass, flowers of various colors look to beautify the look of the garden. In the middle of the park is also a clear fountain.
Mo Lian shook her head in disappointment with a long breath coming out of her mouth. "Although the air here is awake, but the spiritual aura here is thinner than the city park in Chengdu."
Mo Lian bent her left arm, she looked at her watch. Then again walking towards the hotel where he was staying, he needed to get ready and eat food.
Mo Lian went up to her hotel room, she cleaned herself up then went down back to the ground floor.
Seen on the ground floor had gathered dozens of people, who were none other than Mo Lian's entourage. He walked up to them and ate the dishes on the table. The food here is very, very luxurious, for the unit is priced at 2000 Yuan, which if outside, he can get 1000 bowls of noodles.
They all ate the food that was on the table with a little bit of joking. None of them compare status, there they are the same.
Dozens of minutes missed, all dishes available, heavy and light food have been eaten out.
Mo Lian looked back at her watch, where it was seen that time was at 07:30. "Are we leaving now?"
Qin Zhang also looked at his watch. "It's still an hour early. But there was no harm in arriving first," he replied then moved from his seat.
Everyone stood up from their seats as well. They walked towards the prepared car in front of the hotel. Then the car drove at a steady speed towards the designated place.
Thirty minutes later, they had arrived at a place that had a classic Chinese-style wooden brown gate. At the gate were parked dozens of luxury cars of various brands, many also people of various ages wearing traditional Chinese clothing.
The car they were driving stopped in the parking lot. Then get out of the car and walk to the gate that can be passed by three cars simultaneously.
In front of Mo Lian, there was a very wide page. In the middle of the yard there is a one-meter-high podium, with a size of 20 x 20 meters. Around the arena are also seen hundreds of neatly arranged chairs, and across from the entrance there is a two-story building in classical Chinese style.
On the second floor there is also a balcony that leads to the arena podium and some chairs are also neatly arranged on the balcony. "It looks like it's a place for the higher-ups" Mo Lian said.
As Mo Lian and his entourage entered the courtyard, there were various chatter from the hundreds of people present.
"Isn't that the Qin and Yun Families? Why do both come together? I'm a family they have relationships, but never come together like this."
"Eitherway. Maybe they just happened to meet up in front, but throw the matter out first, let's see there. Why would such a flaccid-looking young man walk in front of the Qin and Yun Families?"
The conversation between everyone continued until the noise spread throughout the entire courtyard. Mo Lian who heard that just kept silent disregarding everyone's words.
In one of the seats, there were dozens of people who came from the Su Family. These dozens of people stared in astonishment at Mo Lian's entourage, especially upon seeing Su Jingmei. As they knew, Su Jingmei was living in Hanzhong City, and it was impossible to arrive to Chongqing City, let alone enter the Martial Games.
"What is that brat doing here? Did he not know if Martial Arts was an event devoted to a Fighter, then how could he enter here? What's more bringing along those two useless children." The black-haired, whitish old man stared intently at Su Jingmei.
"Grandfather. Since auntie came here, then when I ascend the arena, I will challenge Mo Lian to ascend. I will trample it like an ant, however I am already at the Wu-Zun Intermediate stage."
A wide grin could be seen on the old man's face, he nodded his head in return. "alright. Do whatever you want!"
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Mo Lian turned her head around, then stopped as her gaze focused on someone she knew. Mo Huangbei, his grandfather, was also the one who expelled him from the Mo Family.
He clenched his hands tightly, he stared intently at the man with the ***** strong kill. "Mo Huangbei's. Baji—" he said was cut off when he felt someone clasping his hand.
Mo Lian turned her head, seeing Su Jingmei staring at her while shaking her head. Seeing that, Mo Lian could only be speechless with a smile and let out a long sigh.
"Mothers. Did the Su Family also attend the Martial Games?" mo Lian asked when she saw one of the people she knew, Su Xinming her cousin who insulted her in front of her mother's grave while in her previous life.
Su Jingmei paused for a moment, then replied, "Know Mother never. But, I don't know, I don't know. I'm too busy taking care of the company, when I take you away, you always refuse."
Hearing that, Mo Lian nodded her head. Here, the Martial Competition, there are five families that he hates very much. The Su, Mo, Long, Tang, Fang Family. He did not expect that the five families could gather in one place.
"But with the five families joining, it was too much. Not to mention if the sects as well as the Dragon Taring Force also came."
Mo Lian lowered her head with her hands touching her chin, she thought about what to do. Surely the most problematic ones right now were the Long Family, Fang and Tang. Because for now he has been in contact with the three families.
"Welcome to Chengdu City!"
There was a loud sound from the top of the arena podium that caught everyone's attention, and resuscitated him from the daydream. Mo Lian raised her head, looking at a middle-aged man with long black hair dressed in traditional Chinese brown clothes.
"I'm Master Hongtan. The Martial Game this time is different from the previous year's match which requires randomizing the participant's number. This year's Martial Games will use new and simpler rules, anyone can climb onto the podium and challenge anyone who does follow the match ..."
Mo Lian raised next to her eyebrows when she heard the introduction of the middle-aged man standing on the podium. "Master?" tanyanya slowly laughed.
Master Hongtan paused for a moment, then continued his words, "The challenged person may choose to accept or reject, if they refuse, they should already know what will happen in everyone's sight. You'll just be the subject of insults ..."
"To decide the winner, it's very easy, the one who stays on the podium of the arena without getting a challenge, nor winning ten games in a row."
Everyone's cheers could be heard all over the page, they were all not bothered about the changing rules. Because according to everyone, it's easier and faster than last year. The screams of spirit continued to echo, until a moment later the scream stopped because a loud voice sounded from the center of the arena.
"Without lingering! Martial Match! It's starting!"
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