I became a Sword Emperor in the Martial Arts World

Chapter 42: Encountering a girl who wants to get something for free.

"By controlling the flow of air through the internal energy of the wind, one can make the body lighter and more agile? This intermediate-level movement technique has a very good concept, especially the technique of walking on the wind and leaping and maneuvering in mid-air."

As the saying goes, one can see the big picture from small details. Although Ye Qingzhou did not obtain Sa Ta's martial arts training method, the principle remains the same. Therefore, Ye Qingzhou directly activated the "Give It Here" skill.

Compared to the Golden Dragon, who had only mastered the power of wind, Ye Qingzhou, who had already reached the perfect realm, had a far superior understanding of wind power.

Through his cicada-like senses, Ye Qingzhou observed the Golden Dragon's breathing and energy exertion. In just a moment, he fully grasped the principles of the "Sa Ta" technique and began to silently deduce how to master it.

"This trip was definitely worthwhile."

Ye Qingzhou closed his eyes in deep thought, a hint of joy rising in his heart.

Learning makes people happy.

The competition continued. Swordplay competitions are very efficient; a match can be decided in as little as a few dozen seconds or as long as two minutes. So it was soon Ye Qingzhou's turn to take the stage.

"Ye Qingzhou, No. 404 from Linjiang No. 1 Middle School, will face Tang Ling, No. 772 from Yali Middle School."

In the contestants' stands, a cute and innocent single-eyelid girl hurriedly stood up and looked at her teammate: "Liang Jia, what should we do? It's my turn to go on stage."

"Xiaoling, don't be afraid. We all believe in you. Keep going!"

"Uh-huh!"

Encouraged by her companions, Tang Ling seemed to find courage, but when she stepped onto the stage, she accidentally bumped into the steps and almost fell, a sight that was hard to bear.

Ye Qingzhou shook his head and sighed. His opponent's strength was only at the pitiful apprentice level, so weak that he had no interest in him at all.

"Hello... I... I am Tang Ling, nice to meet you."

"I am Ye Qingzhou, nice to meet you."

After exchanging greetings, Ye Qingzhou silently shook his head. He couldn't even bring himself to comment on the strength of this adorable girl who almost tripped while walking.

After all, it is immoral to discriminate against cute animals.

The whistle blew, and the battle began quickly.

"I'm about to draw my sword, be careful."

Tang Ling politely offered a reminder.

However, for Ye Qingzhou, the strength of his beginner-level Linshi and Yinshi skills was simply too much for him to bear.

"Forget it, let's end this battle as soon as possible."

Faced with Tang Ling's thrusting sword, Ye Qingzhou didn't even bother to draw it. He simply used his mind to activate his inner energy, using a gentle breeze to stir up a wisp of dust from the ground and softly blow it into Tang Ling's eyes.

"Ah~"

While running, Tang Ling got sand in her eyes, and in her panic, her toe hit her heel, resulting in an adorable and cute fall on flat ground for everyone.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Qingzhou stepped forward and gently tapped Tang Ling's head with the scabbard of his sword.

Even the referee standing to the side was speechless at the sight, and could only announce in the end: "Ye Qingzhou wins!"

After Tang Ling stood up, she covered her mouth in grievance, and tears streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.

A clamor erupted from the stands.

"Oh, you won already?"

"This guy's luck is just too good!"

"It's not so much that he was lucky, but rather that the girl on the other end was too pitiful."

"She's so cute when she cries, I really want to hug her and comfort her."

"Pah! Are you trying to comfort her? You're clearly just lusting after her! Draw your sword!"

Ye Qingzhou ignored the surrounding noise and waited for the referee to announce the winner before turning around, leaving the ring, and returning to his seat.

On the other side of the contestants' seats, Liang Jia, with her long hair flowing down her shoulders, was gently comforting Tang Ling, occasionally glancing at Ye Qingzhou, clearly intending to help her teammate get revenge.

Ye Qingzhou raised her head, her eyes met Liang Jia's, and she smiled at her.

Besides Huang Jinlong, Liang Jia is the only other person in the Kan section whose strength is worth noting. Ye Qingzhou obtained the movement technique "Sa Ta" from Huang Jinlong, so he also has high expectations for Liang Jia and wants to learn a technique from her for free.

Liang Jia clearly took Ye Qingzhou's actions as a provocation and immediately retaliated with a fierce glare.

The subsequent battles became rather lackluster; matches below the genius level were nothing more than a bunch of weaklings fighting each other, making Ye Qingzhou want to doze off.

So he simply closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair and took a short nap, using the opportunity to rest his mind and focus on deducing the martial art of Sa Ta.

It seems that because he had mastered the Heart Sword, Ye Qingzhou's mental strength had increased a lot, and he became more quick-witted. In less than half an hour, he had basically deconstructed Sa Ta.

If all goes well, he will be able to master this intermediate-level movement technique tonight.

Ye Qingzhou picked up his phone, which vibrated in his pocket, and saw that it was Xu Yuebing calling.

"Feed".

"Ye Qingzhou, how's the situation on your end?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingzhou glanced at Liang Jia and Huang Jinlong, who were also watching from the contestants' seats, and said in a nonchalant tone, "Only two contestants are barely qualified to carry my shoes; the rest are too ugly to watch."

"Is it really that arrogant?"

"Just telling the truth."

"Be careful not to crash and burn. If you can't even get out of the playoffs, I'll laugh at you. Besides the top eight seeded players, there are quite a few dark horses from other provinces this year."

Ye Qingzhou didn't take it to heart: "I actually hope one of them can give me a little surprise, so I can play a bit more enjoyably, otherwise the match will be too boring."

True geniuses care more about whether they can prove their martial arts in battle, thus making progress and reaching higher peaks, than about winning or losing.

Victory is merely a small embellishment on the path to the summit.

…………

The class group chat for Grade 11 (7) was also bustling with activity.

Many people are concerned about the outcome of Ye Qingzhou's first day of competition.

Xiao Yuanyuan: Ye Qingzhou, how did today's match go?

Ye Qingzhou: It went quite smoothly; I stole some good stuff.

Xiao Yuanyuan: ? ? ? Weren't you going to a competition? Why are you stealing things?

Ye Qingzhou: Learning martial arts is nothing to be ashamed of.

Huang Liwen: Pighead Ye, have you met any pretty girls?

Ye Qingzhou: Yes.

He then snapped a bunch of photos of Tang Ling and Liang Jia and posted them in the group chat.

Huang Liwen: Holy crap! Brother Zhou, no, Godfather! Please, please help me get their contact information! I'm begging you!

Once the beautiful woman's photo was posted, Nong Pengming, the all-knowing lurker, and Yang Lei, the academic genius, both suddenly became active online.

Nong Pengming: Holy crap, is this Liang Jia?

Yang Lei: No way, you know girls from other schools too?

Nong Pengming: Hehe, I know a little bit.

Huang Liwen: Why does that cute single-eyelid girl look like she just cried? Who is so heartless as to lay a hand on such an adorable girl?

Ye Qingzhou: Me.

Huang Liwen: ...

(End of this chapter)