Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 673 Martial Arts Conference
From Xuan Zhixuan's appearance in the martial arts world to participate in the election, to the change of the 'Baiwu Association' to the 'Shangtong Association' to control power, and then to the capture of Shi Yanwen, the Suzaku Dynasty issued an imperial decree and announced the convening of a martial arts conference. The whole process took only about a month.

At that time, the representatives of various sects in the martial arts world who came to Baiwu City to participate in the election received the news from the public pavilion almost as soon as they returned to their homes, and then they reorganized and went to Wuji Mountain to participate in the martial arts conference.

Wuji Mountain is located 200 miles south of the capital city, basically in the center of the Suzaku Dynasty.

Therefore, for the martial arts forces within the Suzaku Dynasty, this is the place with the shortest average journey from their respective sects to their destinations.

It is for this reason that all previous martial arts conferences are held in Wuji Mountain.

Time went by and it was the next month.

This martial arts conference is likely to change the landscape of the martial arts world for the next few decades, so a large number of people from all over southern martial arts world have come here to participate in the event.

All the heroes have come, so the market at the foot of Wuji Mountain has been bustling with activity and business has been booming these days.

Da da da……

It was almost noon when the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the official road.

People in a roadside teahouse heard the sound and looked over, only to see twelve black and brown horses galloping towards them in the distance, their hooves trampling on the yellow sand and raising dust more than ten feet high.

Twelve horses arrived in a flash. Everyone looked closely and saw that the people on the horses were all wearing weapons and had the same strange patterns printed on their clothes. It was obvious that they were from the same place.

The horses and the smoke were getting closer and closer to the teahouse, but the twelve riders did not stop or slow down at all, and did not even look at the passers-by on both sides, and continued to gallop.

"No, get away quickly!!"

The vendors doing business on both sides of the road and the passers-by on the road were all terrified when they saw this. They screamed and fled to a safe place in a panic.

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The horses neighed and trampled, and the whole street was suddenly in chaos, but the riders turned a blind eye and continued to swing the reins forward. In the blink of an eye, they were gone, leaving behind only a cloud of dust, which choked people's noses and throats and annoyed their hearts and lungs.

"Cough...cough..."

"These damn guys, are they riding so fast to be reincarnated?!"

"They almost hit someone, but instead of getting off their horses to apologize, they didn't even bother to look at me. They are so arrogant. They deserve to die!"

Although the twelve riders have gone far away, their actions have caused complaints and insults from people on the street.

"Sh-!"

The teahouse owner used the white cloth on his shoulder to wipe off the smoke and dust on his body, and shouted to the surrounding fruit vendors, vegetable vendors, and peddlers: "Brothers, don't shout too loudly. Those people are from the underworld. They know kung fu and kill people without blinking an eye! You better keep your mouth shut. Be careful not to say anything out of turn..."

Before he finished speaking, several wanderers who were resting and drinking tea in the store frowned.

"Boss, don't lump all the gangsters together. We are different from those guys just now. We don't ride horses to bully the people!"

The teahouse owner immediately turned around and said with an apologetic smile: "Yes, yes, yes... Of course you gentlemen are different from them. You are very law-abiding!"

There was something sarcastic in these words, and of course the few people drinking tea there heard it.

Several people looked at each other and sighed, but in the end they didn't say much, but their expressions of dissatisfaction became more and more serious.

However, this dissatisfaction was not directed at the teahouse owner, but at the group of people who had just ridden their horses.

The teahouse owner was slightly surprised to see that the men did not embarrass him, but at the same time he also had a good impression of them. He could not help but ask, "My fellow heroes, who were those people riding horses just now?"

"Could it be that he is from the Five Mountains and Seven Sects?"

"Five Mountains and Seven Sects? Haha..."

One of the Jianghu people who was drinking tea sneered: "In a few years... no, maybe in a few months, these 'Five Mountains and Seven Sects' will be swept into the old era and trampled on by them at will!"

Hmm... is there something?!

The teahouse owner heard the hidden meaning in this man's words and waved to the waiter behind him: "Bring these gentlemen a pot of good tea!"

After saying that, he took two steps forward and sat next to those Jianghu people. "Who are they?"

"Who else could it be? It must be the Shang Tong Hui appointed by the Emperor as the 'Martial Arts Arbitration Court'!"

The gangster said "thank you" to the teahouse owner and explained while drinking tea, his voice still full of indignation.

"Shangtonghui... I seem to have heard of this name some time ago. It seems that its predecessor was Shi Yanwen's 'Hundred Martial Arts Association'? And now it is managed by a man named Xuan Zhixuan."

"Yes, that's them!"

The man in Jianghu nodded and said, "I don't know which minister in the court Xuan Zhixuan hooked up with... No, it may be that he hooked up with the emperor directly, so that the court treated Shang Tonghui very well."

"Even the Five Mountains and Seven Sects now have to look at their faces."

"There are even rumors that the Shangtong Association is holding a martial arts conference in Wuji Mountain because Xuan Zhixuan wants to take this opportunity to become the 'leader of the martial arts world' and unify the martial arts world."

The teahouse owner took a deep breath and said, "Unify the martial arts world?! Even the great heroes like Shi... Shi Yanwen and Shen Lang in the past, and heroes like Xiong Ba and Yan Mo couldn't do it, so can Xuan Zhixuan do it?"

"Humph! Anyway, the major sects will never agree with this!"

At this point, someone at another table next to him interrupted and said, "That may not be the case!"

"Thinking back then, Xuan Zhixuan was recommended to the position by Sect Leader Xuansong Zuo. Maybe he would support it?"

“That… makes sense.”

In the corner, Lu Ping was quietly drinking tea and listening to the conversation between those gangsters and the teahouse owner.

This is not the only criticism of this kind in the world.

On the way here, he had seen similar situations several times and heard many people saying the same thing.

In fact, most of the martial artists had complaints about the rise of the Shangtong Society, but they temporarily gave face to Xuan Zhixuan for the sake of the imperial court.

But this upcoming martial arts conference will be an opportunity for all schools and sects to vent their anger.

……

On the day of the martial arts conference, more than two hundred representatives from the southern martial arts world gathered at Wuji Mountain.

Old friends who had not seen each other for a long time and new acquaintances stood in groups of three or four, waiting for the Shangtonghui members to show up.

Suddenly, the crowd became agitated and Xuan Zhixuan walked over reciting a poem.

"How can the secular world distinguish between right and wrong? The stone of the mediocre and wise is covered with moss, a handful of yellow earth is used to judge the foolish saint, and a cold moon comes over the world in the middle of the night."

Many martial artists who had only heard of the name but never seen him in person finally met the leader of the Shangtong Society. Thinking of his various actions in the Southern Martial Arts World during this period, they immediately began to talk about it and started to ridicule him.

"This little dwarf really knows how to put on a show..."

"Isn't it true that all the money the court gave to the Shang Tong Society was spent on this?"

Xuan Zhixuan turned a deaf ear to the doubts and insults from the people in the martial arts world, and just strode with his head held high to the high platform bathed in the sun.

"Everyone, I am Xuan Zhixuan, the leader of the Shangtong Society."

"Last month, the Shangtong Society was recognized by His Majesty the Emperor for its meritorious service in capturing He Shiyanwen. The Emperor established the 'Jianghu Arbitration Court' to adjudicate all matters in the Jianghu. I am extremely terrified."

"Although Xuan Zhixuan's abilities are limited, since he has received the imperial edict and the emperor's grace, he should naturally do his best to share the emperor's worries and thoroughly implement the emperor's policies."

"Therefore, we invite all sects to participate in the martial arts conference today. There are two main purposes."

"First, ask each sect to organize personnel to search for the whereabouts of the person hiding the mirror;"

"Secondly, I hope that all sects will cooperate and prepare to open the Fuxi Abyss!"

(End of this chapter)