Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 214 - 98: On the Stage_2

On the other side.

"These Martial Arts Garden students are really strong!" Zhou Xing exclaimed with emotion.

Wang Jin said, "It's only natural for the Martial Arts Garden students to be strong! After all, the Martial Arts Garden was founded by the Great Xia Martial Saint himself!"

"With a history and heritage spanning hundreds of years!"

Wang Jin then reassured, "However, you don't need to belittle yourself. They have access to much better Martial Arts resources than you two, so it's natural that they are currently ahead in strength!"

Jiang Ning also smiled and said, "What Master says is true!"

Thus, another thirty minutes passed.

Still, no one stepped up to challenge Qin Xuan.

After Qin Xuan received the silver Identity Token representing the main team and stepped down,

"Liuu Shansheng is honored to learn from everyone here!" Liuu Shansheng couldn't wait and greeted everyone below with a bow of his hands.

At the same time,

Several people arranged by Liuu Shansheng below also started to discuss loudly.

"Liuu Shansheng is taking the stage this time?"

"Since he's so eager to go up, it seems Liuu Shansheng is very confident!"

"Of course, he entered the Martial Arts Eighth Grade early and is the direct eldest son of the Liuu family, likely to become the Family Head in the future. The Martial Arts resources he has access to are surely extraordinary!"

"Speaking of which, Liuu Shansheng's strength must not be weak!"

"Definitely!"

"...."

As these discussions spread,

Zhou Xing couldn't help but mutter, "Another strong contender from the Divine Power Realm, the Martial Arts Garden is really bullying others too much!"

At this moment, Jiang Ning laughed and said, "Brother Zhou Xing, do you think these loudly discussing people might have been arranged by Liuu Shansheng on the stage in advance?"

Zhou Xing's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Does Brother Jiang Ning mean that this man is putting on a show of strength?"

"There's a possibility!" Jiang Ning nodded slightly.

"That makes sense!!" Zhou Xing suddenly realized and looked at Jiang Ning with newfound understanding.

On the other side,

He Jinyun looked at Liuu Shansheng on the stage and smiled at Qin Xuan beside him.

"This Liuu Shansheng sure knows how to seize the opportunity, climbing up on our momentum, and even has people bluffing for him!"

Qin Xuan shook his head, "Opportunistic tricks, Liuu Shansheng clearly lacks our confidence. It seems his strength hasn't undergone transformation."

"That's right!" He Jinyun nodded, and then sighed, "It's a pity I took the stage earlier, otherwise if I were up there, I'd definitely show him what strength is."

Suddenly,

"Damnit—"

A bald man cursed angrily, then landed heavily on the stage.

"You Martial Arts Garden students are all talk, let me see if you really have the strength you claim to have!"

...

Under the stage,

"Heh heh!" He Jinyun chuckled, "Now this will be a good show! What can come twice may not come thrice! It seems Liuu Shansheng's entrance has made the Eighth Grade experts from Luoshui County lose their patience."

Qin Xuan said, "Let's see if he can win. If he can't, he's going to lose face big time."

At this moment,

Zhou Xing looked at the stage ahead with a solemn expression in his eyes.

"This man is called Fu Shiquan, and he's the top Darts Master of the escort agency," he explained.

"Not only does he possess Eighth Grade Martial Arts strength, but he also has extremely rich combat experience. Even I don't have any confidence in taking him down!"

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"I wonder if his appearance can defeat Liuu Shansheng from the Martial Arts Garden."

The next moment,

The two of them stopped talking and started fighting right away.

Fu Shiquan wielded a fine iron staff, while Liuu Shansheng wielded a long sword.

As soon as Fu Shiquan made a move, his iron staff created sounds reminiscent of tiger roars, full of momentum.

"This is the Devil Suppression Eighteen Strokes!" Zhou Xing explained on the side, "It's said to be lower-level martial arts from the Buddhist sect! It consists of eighteen strokes!"

"Upon reaching Perfection, each stroke's power surpasses the previous one. If he is allowed to swing smoothly, accumulating the might of eighteen strokes,

"The final strike would be powerful enough to split a mountain. In Fu Shiquan's hands, no one below the Seventh Grade Martial Artist can withstand it!"

At this time,

Fu Shiquan also used his long iron staff to its limits, stacking heavy shadows and covering more than a zhang in front of him.

His staff attacks were like raging torrents, giving Liuu Shansheng no chance to catch his breath.

In this first move, Fu Shiquan demonstrated his full strength, holding nothing back.

At this moment, Liuu Shansheng's face also changed slightly as he kept retreating.

Facing this heavy iron staff bearing down like a thousand jun, he didn't dare to withstand it head-on, only relying on his long sword's Power Manipulation.

"Looking at it this way, Liuu Shansheng has won!" Qin Xuan said from below.

Just then.

Liuu San Sheng, retreating continuously, suddenly advanced instead of backing away, his long sword swift as lightning, fast as the aurora.

Whoosh—

The air waves were sharply divided at the edge of the sword.

"Let go—" Liuu San Sheng uttered a light shout.

Fu Shiquan's iron staff was flicked away in response.

And at that moment, Fu Shiquan's hands became drenched in blood.

"Thank you for the match!" Liuu San Sheng stood with his sword sheathed and gave a cupped fist salute.

"I've lost!" Fu Shiquan spoke with a face full of dejection.

Leaving these words behind, he walked to the edge of the platform.

Then he leaped towards the area below the platform, declaring his defeat.

…

Below the stage.

Zhou Xing with a solemn face said, "This Liuu San Sheng's swordsmanship is too exquisite! Especially that strike, as swift as lightning, I couldn't react at all! If it were me on the stage, there would be no difference from Fu Shiquan, perhaps even worse than him!"

Jiang Ning casually nodded, his gaze falling on the triumphant Liuu San Sheng on the stage.

Should he go on stage now?

He pondered this question at the moment.

After watching the exchange between Liuu San Sheng and Fu Shiquan, he knew that Liuu San Sheng's strength was far inferior to his own.

Against Liuu San Sheng, he would need at most one strike to defeat him.

After a long contemplation,

"Forget it," Jiang Ning thought to himself, then shook his head.

Although he was somewhat annoyed with Liuu San Sheng because of previous matters,

thinking of Little Dumpling and Jiang Yiming, Jiang Ning still decided to let Liuu San Sheng go and not hinder his quest for the team leader position.

Meanwhile.

Liuu San Sheng on the stage remained silent, quietly waiting for time to pass.

With the precedent set by Fu Shiquan, no one suddenly wanted to challenge Liuu San Sheng anymore.

Because Liuu San Sheng had defeated Fu Shiquan without a scratch, he had proved his strength and his qualification for the team leader position.

With enough team leader spots still available, there was no need to risk fighting Liuu San Sheng for the current team leader spot.

After all, if one were defeated, they would completely lose the chance to compete for a team leader spot.

So everyone felt there was no need to contend with Liuu San Sheng.

As for the students of the Martial Arts Garden, they were even less likely to come forward.

Because the Patrol Guard is like cattle and horses!

And the team leader is a ruler!

So before coming here, they had already established a rule of not fighting each other unless necessary.

In the blink of an eye,

thirty minutes had passed.

Liuu San Sheng accepted the silver Identity Token, signifying the identity of team leader passed by the man presiding over the selection, his face brimming with joy.

Afterward,

he turned to look at the crowd below the platform, quickly spotting Jiang Ning.

Liuu San Sheng leaped down from the platform and came straight to Jiang Ning's side.

"Did you see that, Brother Ning?" Liuu San Sheng raised the silver Token representing the team leader.

Then Liuu San Sheng continued, "Now that I am the captain of the Inspection Office, since your elder brother entrusted me, come under my command! As a captain, I will surely take good care of you!"

Faced with the power Jiang Ning had just displayed, Liuu San Sheng was also quite envious.

Any captain could have nine Patrol Guards under them.

But Patrol Guards are generally Ninth Grade Martial Artists, and if left to higher-ups to allocate, they vary in strength.

It's different when you seek them out yourself.

If he could recruit someone like Jiang Ning, who was both young and had the Eighth Grade Divine Power Realm,

then the stronger the team, the higher the captain's position would naturally be.

So Liuu San Sheng, after witnessing the power displayed by Jiang Ning, had already set his sights on Jiang Ning despite realizing he had misjudged the situation.

"No, thanks!" Jiang Ning shook his head in response to Liuu San Sheng's recruitment.

"Why?" Liuu San Sheng inquired, "Brother Ning, your sister-in-law is my sister, we are already one family! Coming under my command is a union of strengths! I will certainly not treat you unfairly! I can even arrange for my cousin to marry you, adding ties of kinship!"

Liuu San Sheng, seeing Jiang Ning's refusal, immediately offered what he considered a generous deal.

Hearing these words, Jiang Ning chuckled lightly.

Then he said, "Because I, too, am aiming for a team leader position!"

As soon as the words fell,

Jiang Ning stamped his right foot on the ground.

Boom—

His figure soared into the air, then seemingly without inertia, suddenly turned back in mid-air and streaked towards the platform!