Chapter 190

Ou Peng invited Monk Chang Geng to drink some tea, but he still asked carefully, "Master, what do you think of the following matches?"

There was no joy from his victory at all.

Just as Monk Chang Geng was about to speak, a dark and thick young monk suddenly stepped out from behind him. He clasped his palms together and bowed, "Grand Martial Uncle, I would like to challenge the disciple who defeated Junior Brother Yuan Liao."

Ou Peng found it funny. Seriously, to think that he would pick a fight with such a mediocre youth. He did not say a word and looked at Monk Chang Geng.

The old monk pondered for a moment and said, "Yuankong, he just finished a match. If you want to compete, you have to let him rest for a while. Don't you think so?"

The dark and thick Yuankong stiffened his neck and said, "What's there to rest for? I don't know what evil technique he used to make Junior Brother Yuan Liao's acupoint sealing technique fail. He only kicked and punched once in the arena. How much strength could he use?

The inner strength he used can be replenished after a short rest. Why does he need to rest? "

Monk Chang Geng saw that Yuankong was so anxious that he was even doing manual labor. He shouted, "Yuankong, what are you talking about? How does your master usually teach you?

A Buddhist disciple should have the rules of a Buddhist disciple. Don't talk nonsense. "

When Yuankong heard this, he immediately said, "This disciple knows his mistake."

However, he just stood there and did not return.

Yuankong's "evil technique" made Ou Peng's heart skip a beat. When Yuan Liao's acupoint was sealed, he was talking to Monk Chang Geng and did not see it clearly. He only thought that the young monk had made a mistake and failed to seal Zhang Xiaohua's acupoint. Now that he thought about it carefully, there was still something to ponder. Yuan Liao was an outstanding disciple of the Dalin Temple's new generation. His acupoint sealing technique looked abnormally experienced. He must have practiced it for a long time. Zhang Xiaohua was standing still when he was struck. There was no reason for him to make a mistake, but why did he fail?

This was truly a problem.

Ou Peng glanced at Sky Origin from the corner of his eyes and thought to himself, 'This bald donkey must be full of doubts, thinking that it's a trick from my Misty School. I'll ignore him for now and let him have his doubts.'

But when he saw the dark-skinned monk in front of him, Ou Peng didn't know how to answer him. From the looks of it, Monk Chang Geng didn't berate him to return and get him to extinguish the thought of challenging Zhang Xiaohua. He probably had the intention of getting back some face from Yuankong. Ou Peng had a general idea of Zhang Xiaohua's standards. She had defeated Yuankong purely by luck. Yuankong had been too confident in his acupoint strikes and had let his guard down, resulting in him being kicked out of the arena.

For this Sky Origin to be able to stand out, based on his age, his martial arts must be stronger than Zhang Xiaohua's. Once he went up on stage, he would definitely beat Zhang Xiaohua off the stage. How could he let Zhang Xiaohua accept the challenge?

However, if he didn't let Zhang Xiaohua accept the challenge, what reason did he have?

Say that Zhang Xiaohua wasn't a disciple of the Misty School?

Alright, the previous match didn't count. The Misty School still had to send a disciple to face Yuankong. Looking at the previous matches, it would be difficult for a Rank One, or even a Rank Two or Rank Three Cloth Robe to be a match for Yuankong. The Misty School's reputation would likely be tarnished.

Forget it, I'll let Zhang Xiaohua come out. At most, I'll just admit defeat. After all, he wasn't a disciple of the Misty School. It would be acceptable if he lost.

What Ou Peng didn't know was that Yuankong had long known that Zhang Xiaohua wasn't a disciple of the Misty School. However, he didn't know that there was something fishy about it. He didn't know if he should tell Monk Chang Geng about his defeat.

With Ou Peng making up his mind, just as he was about to speak, Monk Chang Geng made the decision for him. He said to Sky Origin, "Take your leave for now. I'll call you again when that disciple has some rest."

Then, he turned to ask Ou Peng, "Gang Leader Ou, what do you think?"

Ou Peng smiled and said, "Master, you're right. I was thinking the same thing."

What a joke. You've already spoken for me. What else can I say?

Immediately, Monk Chang Geng said, "Since the Rank One match is over, let's have our Dalin Temple's disciples spar with your Rank Two disciple. What do you think?"

Ou Peng hurriedly said, "I was thinking the same thing."

Just as he finished speaking, four slightly older monks walked out from behind Monk Chang Geng. One of them was Sky Origin. When Monk Chang Geng saw this, he waved his hand and said, "Sky Origin, take a rest. You'll spar with that Rank One disciple later."

Sky Origin clasped his hands together and said, "Martial Granduncle, there's no need. It won't be too late to rest after I finish this match."

Monk Chang Geng wanted to say more, but Sky Origin said, "That disciple has already competed. If I compete again, it'll be fair. Otherwise, the people of Jianghu will laugh at our Dalin Temple for using numbers to bully someone."

Monk Chang Geng nodded and once again revealed a rare smile. He didn't say anything else.

Seeing this, Ou Peng couldn't help but frown. Only a fool would believe that the Dalin Temple didn't come prepared. This competition was just a competition. Finding the adult disciples of the Dalin Temple to compete in the arena was the right thing to do.

But Monk Chang Geng brought a bunch of young monks to spar with Jianghu's low-level disciples. What kind of rules was this?

Ou Peng couldn't figure it out.

Moreover, these low-level disciples of his were the real deal. There was no way to fake it. But these young monks in front of him weren't low-level disciples. Who could tell if they were low-level disciples or not?

In terms of age, they were about the same. But some of them looked young. Ou Peng wanted to ask if these young monks were really low-level disciples. But even if he had the courage, he still didn't want to offend the Dalin Temple's Law Enforcement Elder.

However, Ou Peng thought about it again. Even if the Dalin Temple came to provoke him, they would still be righteous. They wouldn't use high-level disciples to impersonate low-level disciples. Moreover, they had a deep foundation. It was understandable that a few geniuses would emerge among the low-level disciples. Thinking of this, Ou Peng completely extinguished the idea of inquiring.

When Zhang Chengyue saw the four young monks come out again, he didn't say anything else. He brought them to the arena. The four young monks were also straightforward. They each picked one. Sky Origin chose arena number five. Although he knew that Zhang Xiaohua wouldn't go on stage, perhaps he wanted to familiarize himself with the environment first.

There was no need to talk about the five challenges on the stage in detail. Only one of them was a genuine third tier cotton clothing disciple challenge. Just like the previous second tier cotton clothing disciple challenge, the first round of challengers were all ranked higher. Their strength was naturally the best amongst the second tier cotton clothing disciple, their martial arts level should be above the average level of the third tier cotton clothing disciple. As for the third tier cotton clothing disciple challenge master, he was a disciple with a mediocre performance amongst the third tier cotton clothing disciple. In the end, this challenge competition still ended with the challenger winning.

As for the other four matches between the Misty School and the Dalin Temple, they were a bit tragic. The Dalin Temple's monks came prepared. They had thoroughly studied the martial arts of the Misty School. In addition, the Misty School's disciples were indeed inferior to them. These four challenges were all defeated.

However, even if this was the case, the spectating disciples were well aware of the situation. Previously, Yuan Liao's pressure point sealing technique had already rung an alarm bell for them. His level of martial arts against the first-level disciples was already so high, so there was no need to talk about the next one.

Although Yuan Liao was kicked off the arena, it was only because he was overconfident. It had nothing to do with the level of his martial arts.

This time, Zhang Chengyue didn't rush back. He just stood in a corner of the arena and calmly watched the battle. He hoped that there would be a disciple like Zhang Xiaohua who kicked the Dalin Temple's little monk off the arena. Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

After Zhang Chengyue sent the four little monks back to the reed mat shelter, the challenges on the five arenas continued.

Inside the reed mat shelter, Ou Peng saw the results and naturally wasn't surprised. He took a sip of tea and said to Chang Geng with a smile, "The Dalin Temple's foundation is really deep. The level of these low-level disciples is much higher than my Misty School's disciples of the same age. This humble one admires them greatly."

Chang Geng's face didn't reveal a trace of a smile as he said, "This is nothing. These low-level disciples are only the new generation of the Law Enforcement Hall. They still have a long road ahead of them. If …" He paused for a moment and chose his words carefully before continuing, "If they can't even cross this small gap, how can they be of any use in the future?"

These words were very unreasonable. The expressions of the people sitting to Ou Peng's right had already changed. However, Ou Peng turned a deaf ear to them and said with a smile, "The Dalin Temple has such outstanding talents. Congratulations. In the future, Jianghu will naturally shine with extraordinary splendor. We look forward to it."

After the two finished speaking, they looked at the arena again.

The number of people challenging the third level was not as many as the first level. In other words, there were only ten disciples. In the first round of the competition, all of them were ranked among the top and had the chance to reach the third level. However, because of the Dalin Temple's interference, only one of them passed. Under normal circumstances, the number of disciples who passed the second round would be lower than the number of disciples who passed the first round. However, today was an exception. Out of five disciples, three of them passed. As for whether they were truly at the third level or if someone had deliberately let them pass, the Misty School's disciples wouldn't pursue the matter. Ou Peng also wouldn't pursue the matter.

After the challenge was over, Ou Peng asked Chang Geng for his opinion. At this time, there weren't many disciples behind Chang Geng who hadn't fought yet. Chang Geng pondered for a moment and said, "Sect Leader Ou, this old monk only brought my disciples to your sect to learn from each other. We don't have any intention of having a comprehensive competition. Everyone is only here to exchange martial arts. There are still a few disciples behind this old monk who haven't entered the ring yet, so there's no need for a challenge.

Ou Peng smiled and said, "Reverend, you are a guest from afar. This humble one will naturally obey your orders.

How will the Reverend arrange it? "

Chang Geng turned around and said, "Other than Yuan Xing, everyone who hasn't entered the arena can go."

After he finished speaking, five people walked out from behind him. They were all monks around sixteen or seventeen years old. Chang Geng said to Ou Peng, "Yuan Xing is different from the others. He will fight after he enters the arena. As for the others, Chief Ou, please make arrangements."

When Ou Peng heard this, he was obviously stunned. He couldn't help but take a few more glances at the ordinary-looking monk behind Monk Chang Geng. He muttered in his heart, "What kind of trick is this old bald donkey playing?"

Zhang Chengyue received Ou Peng's order and brought the five monks to the arena.

However, there was a problem when selecting the disciples from the Misty School.

The disciples of the Misty School began to be taught weapons from the third rank onwards. The Misty School's swordsmanship was also famous in the pugilistic world. Not to mention the "Misty Seven Swords" which was the sect's signature swordsmanship, many of the other swordsmanship were also famous in the pugilistic world.

Many of the disciples of the Misty School practiced swordsmanship. As for fist techniques, they only practiced at the first or second rank of the pugilistic world. Only a small number of disciples who didn't have the talent to practice swordsmanship chose to practice other methods such as staff techniques. There weren't many disciples who only practiced fist and palm techniques.

In comparison, the Dalin Temple was famous for their fist, palm, and leg techniques. Their weapons were also mainly staffs. They rarely even used sabers, much less swords.

Now, the five people standing in the arena were all bare-handed. They were probably prepared to face their opponents bare-handed. Since that was the case, the Misty School couldn't bring out their swords. This was because Chang Geng had made it clear that this was only an exchange of martial arts and not a battle to the death.

Actually, wasn't this clearly bullying?

Using one's strength against the opponent's weakness!

Fortunately, the Misty School was also a large sect in the pugilistic world. Their disciples were also very outstanding. Not long after, they picked out five disciples of similar age who were also very skilled in martial arts.

While the five pairs of disciples were competing in the arena, Ou Peng didn't pay much attention to them. He occasionally glanced at Yuan Xing and secretly analyzed Chang Geng's thoughts.

Chang Geng seemed to have noticed this as well. However, he didn't express anything and only watched the competition in the arena with great interest.

On the arena, the ten disciples were fighting in a group. Each of them had their own unique skills and wonderful moves. The five Misty School disciples attacked like a tide. The five Dalin Temple monks were also like pillars. They used their profound inner energy and simple moves to firmly resist the attacks. It was a stalemate.

However, as time passed, the gap between the ten disciples slowly became apparent. The Dalin Temple disciples' fists were still strong. Every move was made with full force and didn't seem weak. On the other hand, the Misty School disciples were obviously unable to withstand the attacks. It was obvious that their inner energy was insufficient. Most of them chose to wander. In fact, this was very normal. Since the Misty School was named "Misty", it was natural for them to excel in Qinggong. Every disciple would study Qinggong while practicing sword techniques. In a situation where their inner energy was insufficient, they would naturally choose to use Qinggong as a tactic.

However, even though this Lightness Skill could allow him to gain the upper hand for a while, it was ultimately not the way of a King. Just from the scene alone, the Ethereal Sect disciples below the ring already felt a sense of helplessness rising from the bottom of their hearts. They were afraid that they would lose this match again.

If the previous few matches were all challenges, it would be a competition between outstanding low-level disciples fighting for a high-level position. If they lost to the Dalin Temple, they could still accept it. They would feel that the young disciples weren't good at martial arts and needed more time to hone their skills. However, this competition in five arenas was obviously another way for the Dalin Temple to test or provoke the Misty School. In the huge Misty School, no one was able to defeat the Dalin Temple disciples. If they lost this match, the morale of the Misty School disciples would plummet and they would be ridiculed in Jianghu!

However, things didn't change according to one's will. Under the secret support of the hundreds of disciples below the arena, it didn't take long for the five arenas to determine the winner. Although the Misty School disciples didn't want to see this, they still lost all five matches.

Seeing the five disciples dejectedly walk back into the crowd, Zhang Chengyue felt very uncomfortable. However, he didn't show any expression on his face. He was still as gentle as ever as he led the five arrogant Dalin Temple monks back to the reed mat shelter.

In the reed mat shelter, Ou Peng's face was gloomy. No one would be happy about this. In his opinion, even though the Misty School wasn't prepared and hastily accepted the challenge, they should at least be able to win one or two matches. Now that they had lost all five matches, they had lost all face.

In fact, Ou Peng didn't have any good intentions towards Monk Chang Geng's arrival. Chang Geng was the Law Enforcing Elder of a super sect. Be it in terms of martial arts, seniority, or connections, Ou Peng couldn't match up to him. If Chang Geng humiliated him a little, Ou Peng could have just endured it. However, he didn't expect them to lose so badly. From the beginning until now, if it wasn't for Zhang Xiaohua taking advantage of Chang Geng's contempt and Tang Shi taking advantage of Zhang Xiaohua's victory, his Misty School would have lost every match!

For a sect, this wasn't just a matter of being slapped in the face, it also had many other implications.

However, since things had come to this point, Ou Peng could only grit his teeth and swallow his pride. He suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart and squeezed out a smile, "Great Master, it seems like your esteemed temple is indeed better than my Misty School. However, in terms of nurturing the next generation of disciples, we are inferior. This humble one admires you."

Monk Chang Geng shook his head and said, "Sect Leader Ou is too modest. Who doesn't know that the Misty School has a deep foundation? The martial arts of these disciples are not worth mentioning. Even if it was your esteemed sect's core disciples or elite disciples, any one of them would be able to defeat ten of them."

When Ou Peng heard this, his heart trembled. He quickly smiled apologetically and said, "Great Master, you must be joking. Right now, there are many elite disciples in this square. The one in the second arena was also an elite disciple, but he was actually defeated. That's why this humble one is a bit unhappy.

Monk Chang Geng didn't point it out and continued, "Sect Leader Ou is hiding his true abilities. A while ago, the entire Jianghu witnessed the Misty School's generosity. Everyone praised Sect Leader Ou for his great talent and bold vision. You created a great situation for the Misty School and your reputation is comparable to the Dalin Temple. This humble one heard about it and thus had the opportunity to come to your esteemed sect to witness the new atmosphere of the Misty School."

When Ou Peng heard this, he secretly cursed in his heart, "This old bald donkey is really up to no good. He wants to see the strength of my Misty School.

Sigh, it seems that my Misty School has no choice but to lose face today. "

Thus, Ou Peng hurriedly said, "Great Master, you flatter me. My Misty School is only a small sect. How can it be compared to the Dalin Temple, a super sect in the Jianghu?

It's just the wild guesses of the ignorant children in the Jianghu. It really can't be taken seriously. "

Monk Chang Geng looked at Ou Peng meaningfully and said, "Sect Leader Ou, actually, your Misty School and the Dalin Temple have been friends for thousands of years. Although the Misty School is declining, my Dalin Temple has never dared to look down on the Misty School."

These words made Ou Peng's back break out in cold sweat. He repeatedly said that he didn't dare.

However, Monk Chang Geng didn't say much about this. He immediately changed the topic and said, "The next match requires Yuan Xing to go on stage. However, the match with him is a bit special."

When Ou Peng heard this, he was puzzled and said, "Special?

Great Master, please explain. "

(What is that foreshadowing?

Can't anyone guess it?)

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