I can only beat noobs.

Chapter 201 Who Will Fight Me?
Chen Ming set off with the twenty-five inspectors from the Six Doors, and he and Qiu Chundong walked at the very back.

There were originally 27 people in total, but one of them was injured a few days ago and is still recovering.

He asked in a low voice, "Brother Qiu, what exactly is the grudge between the Wan family and our Lord Liang?"

Transferring all martial artists under the age of thirty with a strength exceeding the fourth rank from the entire Xia Prefecture is not a matter of a few words; it requires very complicated procedures.

These days, Chen Ming inquired everywhere and learned that the Wan family was far away in Xiazhou City, but he couldn't find out what grudge Liang Zongcheng had with the Wan family.

Qiu Chundong said, "I'm not too sure about that either."

Judging from his expression, he clearly understood, but simply didn't want to talk about it.

Chen Ming didn't press further, only saying, "I heard that there are more than a dozen Rank 3 experts here this time. Will the Wan family also have Rank 3 experts participating?"

"Don't worry, in the Wan family's current generation, all those at the third rank are already past the age limit. There's only the fifth brother who's at the fourth rank. However, he's quite strong. Although we have many colleagues, only one or two of us have a chance of defeating him. This time, I'm afraid we can only rely on you, Brother Gu."

Chen Ming naturally offered a few words of modesty.

There are very few top geniuses in the Six Doors, because those who choose to join generally do not come from wealthy or powerful families. Young masters from prominent families like Gu Xianyu are rare.

Even those with exceptional talent are often limited by their cultivation methods and cannot compare to the geniuses of aristocratic families and sects among their peers.

Therefore, among the younger generation, it's rare to hear of any outstanding figures in the Six Doors. It often takes one or two decades of hard work after they turn forty or fifty to close the gap.

Liang Zongcheng is a good example. Don't be fooled by his past defeat to Gu Xianyu's thirteenth uncle. If the two were to fight again now, the outcome would be uncertain.

Of the twenty-odd people present, none were even thirty yet, but they had already reached the fourth rank, placing them among the most outstanding. In the future, many third-rank admirals, and even first-rank military commanders, will emerge from among them.

Chen Ming could sense that these people were distant from him, with a feeling of keeping their distance.

So far, the only person he has spoken to is this Qiu Chundong.

Qiu Chundong was the host, and he must have been ordered by Liang Zongcheng to take good care of him, which is why he often came to see him.

……

Before long, the Money Gang arrived.

In the middle, you can see a large arena, and next to the arena, there is a large tent with a grand master's chair in the middle.

Around the shed, there were many gang members dressed in uniform guarding the area to prevent others from getting close.

At this moment, quite a few people had already gathered around the arena.

The Money Gang members had no intention of maintaining order; whoever could stand at the front did so based on their own abilities.

Chen Ming and his group, all dressed in plain clothes, walked straight over and pushed aside the group that was originally standing at the front. Those people were pushed aside and dared not speak out in anger.

Seeing that the person in question hadn't appeared yet, he got a little bored and asked Qiu Chundong next to him, "What does that Miss Xia look like? Have you seen her?"

Qiu Chundong said, "I don't have the chance to see such a sight. This young lady rarely shows herself. She usually handles the affairs of the Money Gang through her personal maids. I had only heard that she was beautiful before. It wasn't until her name appeared on the list of beauties that I learned she had a stunning appearance."

He asked curiously, "She rarely shows herself, clearly not wanting to cause trouble because of her looks. How did the First Restaurant in the World know she was so beautiful and put her on their list of beauties?"

Qiu Chundong said matter-of-factly, "That's the number one restaurant in the world, what could possibly be kept from them?"

Chen Ming was about to ask another question when he heard a commotion in the crowd, "They're here."

He looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a powerful stride walking out, followed by several people, all of whom exuded an extraordinary aura.

The middle-aged man was a handsome guy; he must be Xia Shaowen, the leader of the Money Gang.

He walked to the front of the arena and said loudly, "Thank you all for coming. I have set up this arena to choose a good husband for my daughter. Anyone under the age of thirty is welcome to come up and try."

At this moment, someone below said, "Chief Xia, since it's for choosing a husband for your daughter, why not let her come out and let everyone see just how beautiful she is?"

This suggestion naturally attracted many well-meaning people to agree.

Xia Shaowen wasn't angry. He said, "My daughter is a bit shy, so she won't come out. She's upstairs watching everyone's performance. Who wants to go on stage first?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone shouted, "I'll do it!" "I'll do it!"

The two men leaped onto the stage almost simultaneously, displaying exceptional agility; both were at the fourth rank of cultivation. They looked remarkably young.

The two men introduced themselves, saying they were from a certain county within Xiazhou.

Then, the two started fighting.

After watching for a while, Chen Ming turned his attention elsewhere. He scanned the crowd and soon spotted Gu Yuyin, who was holding hands with another girl, looking quite intimate, with a dashing young man beside them.

The young man seemed to sense his gaze and looked in his direction.

Their eyes met in mid-air, and Chen Ming nodded slightly.

At this moment, Gu Yuyin also noticed his gaze, whispered something to the young man, and the young man nodded in a friendly manner.

Chen Ming was a little surprised; he hadn't expected his cousin, Gu Yuyin, to be so friendly.

Then, he saw the "Peerless Gentleman" again. Standing in the crowd, he was like a crane among chickens, the center of everyone's attention.

After looking around, he had a general idea of ​​what was going on. Then he continued watching the competition on stage.

Moments later, the battle ended.

Some cheered, while others sighed.

……

Next, one person after another went up on stage. After several rounds of matches, Chen Ming was a little puzzled and asked Qiu Chundong next to him, "Why haven't those Rank 3 experts made a move yet?"

Qiu Chundong whispered, "That young lady hasn't arrived yet. Who are we trying to impress by making a move at this time?"

How do you know she didn't come?

"She has two personal maids by her side, and she goes wherever those two maids are. But we haven't seen those two maids at all."

"I see."

Indeed, although this is a martial arts contest to choose a husband, it ultimately depends on Miss Xia's wishes. Those third-rank experts are all proud, and it will only make sense for them to go on stage if the person in question appears.

Qiu Chundong added, "Actually, what's the point of comparing? With that peerless young master around, who can compare to him?"

Chen Ming wholeheartedly agreed. In terms of looks, everyone present combined wouldn't be a match for that peerless young master.

Although Gu Xianyu was also handsome, he paled in comparison to the peerless young master.

Any woman with eyes would most likely choose the Peerless Young Master.

From Chen Ming's perspective, the format of this martial arts contest for marriage was somewhat arbitrary.

The person who goes on stage can go down and rest after winning two consecutive matches. Then two other people will take their place, and the one who is eliminated will naturally be too ashamed to go on stage again.

The advantage of this is that those who feel they lack the ability will not dare to go on stage.

The downside is that those who go on stage too early may expend too much energy and won't have another chance to go on stage later.

With this kind of fighting style, if a powerful expert were to come onto the stage and win a few matches, demonstrating overwhelming strength, the game would be over in no time.

Chen Ming was pondering this when he suddenly heard Qiu Chundong next to him say, "The Wan family has come up on stage."

He looked up and saw a young man in his early twenties, wielding a fine sword, handsome and elegant.

If it weren't for the Peerless Young Master, his looks and temperament would be number one.

Wan Bolang, a fourth-rank cultivator, ranked second on the Xia Prefecture's Azure Cloud Ranking, was only twenty-two years old. His talent was exceptionally dazzling.

Unfortunately, he encountered the peerless young master, a third-rank official who was not yet twenty-five years old. All his brilliance was stolen.

Moreover, he is destined to live in the shadow of the peerless young master for the rest of his life. Putting yourself in that perspective is truly tragic.

Soon, Wanbolian made his move, and his swordsmanship was indeed quite impressive. In just ten moves, he had his opponent thrown off his armor.

Given his age and such talent, his future is limitless.

No wonder Liang Zongcheng summoned all the eligible fifth-rank inspectors in Xia Prefecture to stop Wan Bolang.

If Chen Ming were Xia Shaowen, he would also have to choose between the Peerless Young Master and Wan Bolian. In fact, he would probably lean more towards Wan Bolian.

The problem with the Peerless Young Master is that he is too outstanding. A person like him will soon transcend the mundane world. Those who cannot keep up with him will only be left further and further behind.

"Brother Gu, are you confident?"

Suddenly, Qiu Chundong asked in a serious tone.

At this moment, after winning, Wanbolian stood on the ring. For a moment, no one dared to step onto the stage.

Chen Ming shook his head.

He had no intention of being Liang Zongcheng's tool.

……

It had been a long time since anyone had taken the stage.

Finally, a fifth-rank inspector gritted his teeth and went up, only to be defeated after more than twenty moves.

This person's strength should be among the top two in the group of twenty-odd people, but unfortunately he still lost.

After defeating two opponents, Wanbolian stepped down from the ring with his head held high.

Seeing Qiu Chundong's grim expression, Chen Ming knew he would be scolded when he returned, having failed to complete the mission of sniping Wan Bolang.

They probably won't have another chance to shine.

There are still more than a dozen third-rank players waiting to take the stage.

Suddenly, Chen Ming noticed that two extremely beautiful maids came out from the second floor and stood on the windowsill looking down.

A commotion arose from the crowd below. Some said, "They're here!" "They're finally here."

His heart skipped a beat; he knew that the "flower of wealth and beauty" had arrived. He looked up, but unfortunately, a curtain hung on the second floor, and he could only vaguely make out a slender figure.

"Hahaha, it's finally my turn! Who dares to fight me?"

A tall man stepped onto the arena, his voice booming like a bell, his aura wild and unrestrained, and his terrifying internal energy erupted, creating an extremely frightening spectacle.

Third grade!

We've finally reached the heart of the story.

"I come!"

Chen Ming shouted, attracting countless stares.

(End of this chapter)