Chapter 308: Hai, I am so tired
Urban Martial Arts System
Chapter 308: Hai, I am so tired
âSince the sword recognizes its owner, then you should properly comprehend it after you return. But donât be too impatient. Donât be late for the competition tomorrow.â
Fan Yin smiled at Lin Wanbai and then at Qiu Yushuang.
âAlright, you can both go back. You have to do your best in the tournament tomorrow.â
âYes, Master.â Lin Wanbai and Qiu Yushuang bowed to Fan Yin and left.
After breakfast, Zhou Ping calmed down in his room. Zhou Ping did not dare to be careless. Yesterday, Teacher Xiaoâs attitude clearly showed the importance of this competition. Although he didnât know why, but Teacher Xiaoâs attitude was so solemn, and Zhou Ping didnât plan to probe further. Anyway, as long as he won, it would be fine.
When it was almost noon, Zhou Pingâs room door was knocked.
Du Du Duâ¦
Zhou Ping stood up and opened the door. The person standing outside was Senior Xia Ling.
âAre you ready? We are about to leave,â Xia Ling said to Zhou Ping.
âIâm ready.â Zhou Ping nodded and followed Xia Ling out of the room. Teacher Xiao had been waiting outside the room for a long time. The three of them gathered together and walked directly to the square in front of the main hall of Cihangjing Temple.
When they arrived at the square of the main hall, an arena had already been erected. Moreover, this arena wasnât built from giant trees. Instead, it was built from huge stones. However, on the surface of the boulder, there was another layer of wooden floor.
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Zhou Ping was secretly surprised. In less than a dayâs time, an arena had actually been built in front of the main hall. Moreover, it was a very solid arena that could be used for disciples of the True Qi to compete. The strength of the sect that was shown in this was deeply thought-provoking.
The arena was not round, but hexagonal. A few tables and chairs were placed above the main hall a hundred meters away from the arena.
The tables and chairs were divided into two rows, and many people were already seated in one row. Zhou Ping looked and saw Fan Yin, Hui Zhu, and the rest of the nuns sitting on the table, as well as a few old monks. What Zhou Ping cared about the most were the two women.
The age of these two women and her age should be her opponent in this competition.
Teacher Xiao led Zhou Ping and Xia Ling to the main hall. This was the entrance of the main hall, so it was very convenient to watch the arena.
When he walked in, Zhou Ping looked at the two women again and was shocked.
One of the two women was dressed in white, while the other was dressed in a light blue gown. Forget about the woman in white. Although she looked good, she didnât move Zhou Ping. But that woman in a light blue long robe, her expression was calm and composed. On her back hung a simple and unadorned long sword that had an elegant design. It added a bit of heroic spirit to her elegance.
Zhou Ping was shocked. The pale green womanâs appearance seemed familiar.
She stared at the woman and looked at her carefully before finally recalling his thoughts.
âIsnât this the girl who snatched the roast chicken from me yesterday?â Zhou Ping was surprised.
The girl who snatched the roast chicken from him yesterday had a lively and charming temperament. However, the girlâs appearance today was completely different from yesterday. Her entire person seemed to have set off a pure and holy brilliance, like a fairy from the world.
How could a personâs temperament change so much?
Zhou Ping was stunned.
Zhou Ping was stunned, but he caught everyoneâs attention. Xia Ling gently knocked on Zhou Ping before he recovered.
âWhat? Did he get lost?â Teacher Xiao snorted. Zhou Pingâs performance made her feel a little embarrassed.
Zhou Ping knew that he had made a mistake. He smiled apologetically and didnât look at the woman in the light blue robe.
The woman in the light blue robe was Lin Wanbai.
Ever since she saw the portrait of the ancestor yesterday, Lin Wanbai suddenly felt that she was dressed pretty well. So, today, she had specially learned from the portrait to dress up, but she had changed her white shirt into a blue one. In the end, not to mention Zhou Ping, even Fan Yin was stunned when she saw her.
âItâs useless for a young man not to be romantic. It seems that this Patron Zhou is still a man of character,â Fan Yin smiled and said to Teacher Xiao.
âHumph,?Iâve long heard that the female disciples of Cihanjing Temple are all as beautiful as immortals. Itâs hard for their opponents to be ruthless when they fight, so today is the day to experience it,â Teacher Xiao said unhappily.
âEmpty is color, color is empty. If he couldnât see through it and comprehend it, his achievements would be limited.â Fan Yinâs words secretly pointed to Zhou Ping who couldnât see through the womanâs looks. He wouldnât achieve much in the future.
Teacher Xiao felt even more displeased.
âThe three of you should take your seats first. Todayâs two matches were extremely important, so there was no need to delay.â Before Teacher Xiao could speak, Fan Yin blocked the conversation first.
Teacher Xiao had suffered a setback and immediately walked into his seat and sat down. Zhou Ping embarrassedly followed her. As soon as he sat down, he saw Teacher Xiao staring at him.
âThere are quite a few beauties in my First Class. Letâs not talk about Wu Jingxian who came with you. Letâs talk about Xia Ling and Bailuo. Which one of them isnât a beauty? Especially with Bai Luo⦠Hmph.?Not to mention others, even this teacher is a super beauty. You donât look here, and you would actually run to see the other partyâs female disciple?â Teacher Xiao reprimanded Zhou Ping in a low voice.
âI donât looked at her because sheâs beautiful, but for another reason.â Zhou Ping explained.
âDonât tell me that. Tell her that. Such an old-fashioned way of hitting on people, do you think itâs useful?â Teacher Xiao didnât believe what Zhou Ping said.
âHai, I am so tired.â Zhou Ping was too lazy to argue any further.
âThatâs right. Donât show mercy just because sheâs pretty, okay? The more beautiful a woman is, the worse her heart is,â Teacher Xiao said with all seriousness.
Zhou Ping smirked and asked, âTeacher Xiao, I think youâre pretty too. So youâre also very bad?â
Cough cough
âWhat did you just say?â Teacher Xiaoâs face was a little embarrassed. She coughed as if she had lost her memory. She avoided Zhou Pingâs question and said sternly, âIn short, you must do your best in this match.â Although it didnât matter if you lost⦠But it iss best to win. Do you hear that?â
Zhou Ping and Xia Ling nodded solemnly.