Chapter 35 Competition
The next day was the first round of the Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition.

Su Changqing came to Yunhai Square. On both sides were fellow disciples who came to watch this grand event. It was extremely lively. Many participating disciples felt nervous because of all the gazes. However, Su Changqing stretched lazily and looked around with a calm look.

“Junior brother, how is it? Are you confident that you can win the first round?”

Senior Sister Wenmin walked up to Su Changqing and asked him with great concern.

“Senior Sister Wen, it should be possible.”

Su Changqing replied with a faint smile.

Not to mention the first round, even for the final first place, he had the confidence that he could fight for first or second place, but he simply didn’t want to.

“Then come on, little brother! All of us sisters and brothers will be here to cheer you on!”

After saying that, Senior Sister Wen stepped aside to let Su Changqing look over. Forty or fifty senior sisters shouted sweetly in unison: “Come on, little junior brother!”

This scene immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

How could this kid be so worthy that all those beautiful sisters and junior sisters from Xiaozhu Peak cheer him on alone?

I am so envious!

Countless male disciples from other peaks were angry and annoyed, but more importantly, they were envious. They were not worried about the lack of talents but the inequality. Xiaozhu Peak only accepted female disciples, but Master Shuiyue made an exception and accepted such a male disciple.

Seeing the senior sisters acting so ‘nonsense’, Su Changqing couldn’t help but laugh.

This is not cheering him up, it’s actually putting pressure on him!

Of course, Su Changqing also knew that this was the good intention of his senior sisters, so he certainly couldn’t let them down, so he secretly decided to let them see an amazing game.

Soon, the competition ranking results came out, and Su Changqing was the seventh dojo player in the second round of competition.

After waiting for a while, Su Changqing finally appeared.

Another disciple who drew number 53 was the first to step onto the dojo. He looked around for his opponent and seemed very nervous.

After Su Changqing handed over his signature number 12 to the elder who was in charge of checking the numbers, he leaped into the air and stepped onto the dojo. He smiled faintly and said to the disciple, “Brother, don’t look for me anymore. I am your opponent.”

The disciple from Fenghui Peak looked at Su Changqing in shock for a moment, then he reacted and his nervous mood suddenly relaxed a lot.

Heaven responded to his prayers!

It actually happened as he wished!
His opponent was also a fellow Taoist who was at the first stage of foundation building, and he seemed to be a novice who had just broken through the realm. He was simply his best opponent.

Another closer look.

Isn’t this the guy who just attracted the cheers from the senior and junior sisters in Xiaozhu Peak?
“If I remember correctly, your name is Su Changqing, right?”

Senior Brother Zhang from Fenghui Peak changed his nervous expression and put on a proud look and asked Su Changqing.

“Exactly!”

Su Changqing replied calmly, and naturally noticed the changes on his face.

“It is definitely an honor for you to be my opponent. I will teach you a lot today, but don’t even think about winning!”

Senior Brother Zhang’s self-confidence has increased. He spoke to Su Changqing with great pride, and did not forget to glance sideways at the senior sisters from Xiaozhu Peak who were cheering for Su Changqing around the dojo.

“Oh? Then please teach me, Senior Brother.”

Su Changqing narrowed his eyes and asked him back. This Senior Brother Zhang was also a sword cultivator. After both sides had spoken, Senior Brother Zhang took the lead in drawing his sword and took quick steps. He almost leaped and slashed at Su Changqing with his sword. Suddenly, a whistling wind came from all around, faintly turning into sword energy and slashing at Su Changqing.

Su Changqing was extremely familiar with the martial arts he used. It was the “Qingfeng Sword Art” that he had learned in the past. However, it had been improved twice by his extraordinary understanding and had changed from “Qingfeng Sword Art” to “Kuangfeng Sword Art”. It could be said that they were two martial arts with the same origin but different moves.

It seems that this “Qingfeng Sword Art” is exactly the common sword moves of Feng Huifeng.

“The sword moves are practiced very well, but the form is only there, not the spirit.”

After Su Changqing said this lightly, he reached into the air and a wooden sword flew out from the side and fell into his hand.

Su Changqing took the wooden sword and calmly slashed a few times in front of him, directly blocking all the Qingfeng sword energy wielded by Senior Brother Zhang, with no intention of hurting him at all.

What followed was Senior Brother Zhang, who came with his sword. In a flash, the sword was less than ten centimeters away from Su Changqing. Although the sword energy had been shattered, Senior Brother Zhang was confident that he could chop Su Changqing off the stage with one sword, and thus he would win easily.

But in the next second, Su Changqing swung the wooden sword in his hand again.

The speed was actually several times faster than that of Senior Brother Zhang. Senior Brother Zhang was still immersed in the dream of his victory. When he came to his senses, his attack had been completely blocked by Su Changqing.

“How can it be?!”

Senior Brother Zhang was stunned.

This move of mine might not defeat Su Changqing in one blow, but at least it would make Su Changqing retreat. At the very least, it would make Su Changqing move a step to be on guard.

But now, with this move, he couldn’t even cut off the wooden sword in his hand. What was going on?

“nothing is impossible!”

Su Changqing smiled and said to Senior Brother Zhang: “Senior Brother, I also know the Qingfeng Sword Move you used. Why don’t I let you show it to you?”

“Humph! I have been practicing this move for at least a year. How can you be more proficient than me?”

Senior Brother Zhang quickly stepped back, put some distance between them again, and scolded Su Changqing.

Su Changqing said nothing and shook his head helplessly.

When he looked up, there was already awe-inspiring power in his eyes. The wooden sword in his hand swung out instantly, and his steps were like rustling meteors. His whole figure seemed to turn into a wisp of breeze. Gusts of wind came from all around, and after the wooden sword in Su Changqing’s hand swung out, it turned into sword energy, cold and sharp!

At this moment, Senior Brother Zhang’s eyes were filled with shock. He did not expect that Su Changqing really knew the common moves of their Feng Hui Peak, and he used them so skillfully, which was completely incomparable to his half-baked level.

At this moment, he realized that the person in front of him was not as simple as he thought. He put away his playful thoughts and used his sword to meet Su Changqing’s Qingfeng Sword Qi.

“Brother, watch out, I will only teach you once!”

Su Changqing shouted loudly, and the Qingfeng sword energy attacked Senior Brother Zhang.

“The so-called Qingfeng Sword Art is to be as light as the wind and to use a sword as fast as the wind. It is not the true strength that you can demonstrate just by using a set of postures.”

“There’s a sword energy coming from the left, why don’t you block it quickly?”

After he said this, a sword energy really came from the left, and Senior Brother Zhang quickly blocked it.

“Here comes the right side again!”

Su Changqing reminded him again that Senior Brother Zhang had just slowed down, but now he picked up his sword and hurriedly blocked.

(End of this chapter)