Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Uncle Qin, the top eight spots for this year's Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament have been decided..."

"Apart from myself and Junior Sister Lin, none of the other disciples made it into the top eight...!"

Returning alone to the Taiji Sword Sect team, Gongsun Jian bowed slightly to Qin Xuanzhong before him, his tone slightly apprehensive.

"..."

Upon hearing the other party's words, Qin Xuanzhong's face also darkened, and he remained silent, seemingly quite displeased.

After all, their Taiji Sword Sect is a legitimate sixth-grade cultivation sect. If we only consider historical background, no single righteous force in the four kingdoms of Lingnan can rival them!

However, as the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament has progressed, the Taiji Sword Sect, which held six spots in the competition, has only managed to get two disciples into the top eight, making it almost on par with the Dongyun Kingdom and the Xiqin Kingdom.

Therefore, Qin Xuanzhong was naturally very embarrassed and felt ashamed!

"Elder Qin, with Senior Brother and Senior Sister Lin present, I don't think these geniuses from the four kingdoms are anything to fear..."

Seeing Qin Xuanzhong's displeasure, Ji Tianchang and the others who had already been eliminated stepped forward, hesitant to speak.

"That's enough!"

"What a bunch of good-for-nothings!"

However, before Ji Tianchang and the others could finish speaking, Qin Xuanzhong interrupted them sharply, his tone still cold and stern, "Back in Lingtai Mountain, you were all defeated by Jian'er. Now that you've come to the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, your strength has not improved at all. You're simply hopeless cases..."

"Hmph, but I never expected you bunch of good-for-nothings to amount to anything in the first place..."

Having said that, Qin Xuanzhong glanced at Ji Tianchang and the others again, then flicked his sleeves and left, saying, "Jian'er, Lin Xiaoyu, you two come with me."

"yes!"

Seeing this, Gongsun Jian and Lin Xiaoyu followed.

"Jian'er, whether our Taiji Sword Sect can win the championship in this Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, and control most of the reserves of that small Yuan Stone mine left over from the Yan Han Dynasty, depends entirely on you..."

Qin Xuanzhong stood with his hands behind his back, speaking in a meaningful tone.

Because the opponent is not only the number one young person in the Taiji Sword Sect, with superb sword skills, but also Gongsun Jian himself has reached the second level of the Yuanhai Realm, making him the number one favorite to win the championship in this year's Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament!

Therefore, Qin Xuanzhong naturally places high hopes on Gongsun Jian at present!

"As for you, girl..."

After explaining Gongsun Jian's situation, Qin Xuanzhong turned to look at Lin Xiaoyu beside him, his eyes flickering slightly. "Although she hasn't been in the sect for long, her talent is quite good, and she also possesses an innate spiritual body. She can be considered a promising talent, but..."

At this point, Qin Xuanzhong suddenly changed the subject, his tone suggestive, "Your life and your skills are inseparable from the Taiji Sword Sect..."

"I don't expect you to achieve outstanding results, but I hope you can consider the big picture and not let your emotions get the better of you when you encounter some 'old acquaintances'..."

Qin Xuanzhong remained unsmiling and serious, seemingly treating everyone with the same indifference except for Gongsun Jian.

"Uncle Qin, please rest assured!"

Seemingly sensing the hidden meaning in Qin Xuanzhong's words, Gongsun Jian stepped forward again, shielding Lin Xiaoyu behind him, and said solemnly, "Junior Sister Lin will definitely achieve excellent results in this Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament, bringing glory to our Tai Chi Sword Sect!"

"Uncle-Master Qin, don't forget, Junior Sister Lin has only been in the sect for less than three years, yet she has already become one of the core disciples, and her strength is even above that of Ji Tianchang and his gang. I believe Junior Sister Lin can definitely do it!"

Gongsun Jian's face flushed red, as if deep down in his heart Lin Xiaoyu's position was unshakable and he would not tolerate anyone speaking ill of her, not even his own uncle Qin Xuanzhong.

"Hmph, this kid will fall for a woman one day...!"

Seeing this, Qin Xuanzhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and a murderous intent arose in his heart. "It seems that my former sect leader was right. If this woman is kept alive, she will eventually become a menace..."

"However, Jian'er's mind is completely occupied with this woman right now, and it's not a good time to make a move. We can only wait a little longer..."

"Senior Brother Gongsun, thank you...!"

Seeing Gongsun Jian come to her rescue, Lin Xiaoyu nodded slightly, her expression complex. "However, Senior Brother Gongsun, you really didn't need to go to such lengths..."

Because she had received many favors from him over the years, but the only person she truly loved was Lu Feng, and she could not accept any other man.

In addition, since joining the Tai Chi Sword Sect, she has declined Gongsun Jian's advances countless times, but he is like a stubborn leech, always persistently following her side, and no matter how she tries to get rid of him, she can't get rid of him!

Therefore, seeing Gongsun Jian repeatedly showing her kindness and taking meticulous care of her, Lin Xiaoyu's heart was naturally filled with complex emotions and helplessness.

...

In the center of an unnamed valley on the outskirts of Jue Long Ridge

"Ladies and gentlemen, the first round of the Four Kingdoms Martial Arts Tournament has now concluded, and the eight finalists have been determined. The excitement of this competition was truly remarkable; it was a fierce battle that showcased heroes, and young talents emerged from all corners of the land..."

He leaped down to the open space opposite him once more, glanced at everyone present, and said in his usual low voice.

"Hey old man Qin, why are you spouting all this flowery nonsense? The top eight have already been decided, so hurry up and start the next round of competition...!"

Seeing Qin Xuanzhong take the stage again to preside, Song Zhang, the Left Elder of Yunfu Sect, couldn't help but remind him, seemingly already impatient.

After all, compared to the first round of group matches, the second round of single-elimination matches is not only more intense, but also has no revival mechanism. As long as you lose a match, you are eliminated. The results are even more important for the subsequent allocation of elemental stone veins!

"Benefactor Qin, Benefactor Song is right. This year's Four Kingdoms Military Tournament should be held quickly rather than slowly. Please announce it as soon as possible."

Beside him, the Tripitaka Master from the Ancient Buddhist School also clasped his hands together and spoke in a calm and unhurried tone.

"Although our Northern Wei army now consists of only Miss Zhong, we will never stop here. Please, Brother Qin, make the announcement!"

Like Sanzang and the others, Zhao Kuangyi also looked up at Qin Xuanzhong not far away, and then cupped his hands in greeting.

"Since you are all so eager, then I will not waste any more words..."

Upon seeing this, Qin Xuanzhong stroked his long beard and then suddenly shot out eight small and exquisite black iron tokens embroidered with gold characters from his sleeve.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Eight black iron golden tokens shot straight into the sky, then scattered in all directions, like celestial maidens scattering flowers, flashing with strange and mysterious light, which attracted the surprised gazes of everyone present.

"Huh? This, isn't this... the unique Xuan Tie Golden Token of the Tai Chi Sword Sect?!"