Chapter 37: The Turtle Shell Strategy, Secretly Crossing the Wei River!

  Ma Qingyi looked at Fang Yiru with a slightly unexpected gaze, and a hint of puzzlement flashed in her eyes.

  Others may not understand why he targeted Zhang Shan, but Fang Shimei is very clear in her heart. The sect will have a big move in Qingyang City soon, and this competition is also related to the internal factional struggle of the sect.

  Fang Yiru has always been neutral, staying away from the vortex of struggle and adopting a strategy of not helping either side, which is why he dared to make such a rule-breaking move.

  But now she knew the inside story and still questioned his decision, which was completely beyond Ma Qingyi's expectation.

  "Hasn't she changed her strategy and made a choice?"

  Ma Qingyi flashed this thought in her mind, and then quickly denied the idea. "It shouldn't be, if it were true, I wouldn't have been sent here, did she fall in love with him? Or does she have some connection with that Zhang kid?"

  She coughed lightly, and a questioning look appeared in Ma Qingyi's eyes. She gathered her voice into a line and asked Fang Yurou: "Fang Shimei, what do you mean by this?"

  Fang Yiru smiled slightly and also transmitted her voice, "I just think that this young scholar has great potential and will make great achievements in the path of martial arts in the future. Demoting him like this is a loss for our sect, what do you think, Master Ma?"

  "Qingyi, you also know the inside story. Besides, he's only 16 now, and can still participate in the next selection three years later."

  "Fang Yiru sighed softly: 'Three years may not be long, but it's enough to decide whether a person will stand out or remain unknown in the future.'"

  If he could enter the sect now and get help from the sect's resources, Zhang Shan might be able to soar to great heights in three years. But if he delayed for three more years before entering the sect, it wouldn't just be a waste of time.

  Ma Qing's face was deeply furrowed, and she thought of Fang Yuruo's exceptional talent and stunning beauty, which not only earned her the favor of the sect's high-ranking members but also made her an object of admiration for countless people within the sect.

  Moreover, there are rumors that she will soon officially become a true disciple, so although her words were soft and gentle, with no hint of coercion in her tone, Ma Qingyi did not dare to underestimate her.

  Gritting her teeth, Ma Qingyi endured the pain and said: "I know that my junior sister has moved with a loving heart. If not, then how about this? After the competition, I will report to our master and give him sufficient compensation in terms of elixirs and martial arts techniques. Junior sister, what do you think?"

  Fang Yiru gently shook her head: "No need to say, Master Ma, just let him continue participating in the competition. Moreover, I don't want him to have any more trouble in this regard."

  Ma Qingyi's expression paused for a moment, knowing that she had already made her point clear, and saying more would be useless.

  After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "If he is not strong enough and ultimately fails to win the championship, what will Shifu say?"

  "That's also because he didn't master his skills well, can't blame others, I naturally won't be biased towards him." Fang Yiru said calmly.

  Ma Qingyi glanced around at the crowd beside the stage, his face gloomy, especially when he swept past Zhang Shan, a hint of murderous intent flashed across.

  He and Fang Yiru communicated in a low voice, which others couldn't hear. But he just said that he wanted to cancel Zhang Shan's qualification, now if he takes it back, his face will be lost even more.

  However, he was also a decisive person and did not drag his feet. He suppressed the discomfort and loudly said: "Zhang Shan, although your temperament is worrying, Fang Shijie thought of you with difficulty in cultivation and pleaded for you. The judge will give you another chance to continue the competition, hoping that you will be careful."

  Zhang Shan looked at Fang Yiru deeply, then bowed and said: "Thank you, two Supervising Messengers. Zhang Shan will remember it in his heart."

  Ma Qingyi snorted coldly in her heart, a look of disdain flashing in her eyes. "What's the point of holding a grudge against me? Even if you really did join the sect, it would be easy for me to deal with you."

  Ma Qingyi's eyes were completely taken in by Zhang Shan, and he couldn't help but feel a bitter smile rising up inside him.

  He only said that to express his gratitude to Fang Yiru, but unexpectedly the surname Ma seemed to have misunderstood it, taking it as a warning that he would take revenge in the future. What an unexpected disaster!

  But it doesn't matter anymore, anyway Liangzi has already made up his mind. He doesn't expect the future to be bright for him with the surname Ma, everything depends on himself, and only by constantly getting stronger can he have a glimmer of hope.

  The match continued and Zhang Shan temporarily returned to the rest area.

  "Is something wrong with the Tianzong Sect, or else how dare a supervisor of a selection tournament be so unscrupulous?" Zhang Shan's heart was still unable to calm down from what had just happened.

  "It's definitely a change of circumstances, but this is not something the host needs to consider right now." said Ling.

  "I'm afraid the next match won't be calm, I'm not afraid of strong enemies, it's just a matter of fighting to the death. But some things can't be solved by just fighting." Zhang Shan said with a bitter smile.

  "As long as the host is strong enough, outside interference is not a concern, and I think that supervisor has already shown his face, so he should restrain himself from making small moves against you next." said Ling.

  "Hmm, it can't be helped. What do you think of the others' strength?" Zhang Shan's character was tenacious, and after a moment of contemplation, he cast aside his concerns and began to estimate the strength of his opponents.

  "In my observation, the two with the surname Qian and Tie, both at the second level of Lingwu Realm, should not be able to withstand the Host's Extinction Slash. Only Shen Tu Sheng Dong, who is now at the third level of Lingwu Realm, will be a formidable opponent for the Host."

  "Hmph, that kid only relies on taking medicine to advance, I'm not afraid of him? I'm just a little short of reaching the Threefold Realm now, if the competition is delayed for another ten or eight days, I should be able to break through the Threefold Realm too." Zhang Shan curled his lips.

  Dan medicine can assist in cultivation, but dan medicine cannot be 100% absorbed by warriors. More or less, some subtle residue will always accumulate in the warrior's body, and over time, it will affect the warrior's cultivation.

  Therefore, unless it reaches a certain breakthrough point or severe injury requires treatment, it is best to avoid using elixirs as much as possible.

  "But if the host can break through to the third level of Lingwu Realm, then winning won't be a problem, so..."

  "The host should adopt a defensive strategy in the previous battles to absorb the opponent's true yuan, if the host only encounters Shentu Shengdong at the end."

  "Is it like last time when we were ambushed? I was thinking the same thing, heh heh." Zhang Shan's mouth curled up into a faint smile.

  As time went on, the first round of four challenge matches came to an end.

  The second round starts with contestants numbered 5 to 8.

  The fifth was Situ Qingwan's elder cousin Situ Qingyang, who chose the weakest Wu Hongyang and won easily.

  Zhang Shan was number six, and it was his turn to choose an opponent next.

  To the surprise of the audience, he did not choose Xie Jun and who was second to last in strength, but chose Qian Shao Yang, who ranked among the top four in strength.

  After being selected, the young master of the Qian family first felt unexpected and then became indignant. The second one was selected, wasn't it determined that he was the second weakest?

  Qian Shaoyang, who was deeply humiliated, went on stage and exerted all his strength to give Zhang Shan a good beating.

  After the match began, Zhang Shan executed his predetermined strategy of secretly crossing Chen Cang, adopting a turtle-shell defensive tactic to absorb his opponent's true yuan and practice his skills. He let Qian Shao Yang wildly bombard him with big moves stacked on top of each other, but no matter what, he couldn't counterattack.

  The audience under the stage were all drowsy and impatient, some of them with bad tempers even started scolding loudly.

  Zhang Shan remained unmoved, executing the predetermined tactics without wavering. However, he also showed off his acting skills, pretending to be slightly weaker and struggling to hold on.

  The four years of university performance major study was useful again.

  Finally, Qian Shao Yang fought until he was exhausted and fell to the ground. Zhang Shan won this battle with a single move without attacking.

  But when he stepped down from the stage, the audience booed!

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