A Journey Through the Martial World After Transforming into a Loli

Ye Qin'er rolled her eyes at him, not being the kind of woman who cared about romance, and wasn't interested in this at all. "Miss Lin, you're overthinking it. That's impossible. Putting aside everything else, your apprentice is deeply in love with that young lady from the Sun family."

"I was just saying it, I didn't take it seriously."

"You said Yu Xiuying is going to lose, why is that?" Seeing Lin Xueyi's adorably aggrieved look, Ye Qin'er wanted nothing more than to hug her and give her a good squeeze, so she didn't want to continue on this topic. Naturally, she quickly changed the subject, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to hold back.

"Her mind was in turmoil, and her moves no longer had the same indomitable momentum as before. The Tiger Roar Thunder Fist is meant to overwhelm the enemy with its momentum, and without that momentum, her defeat was practically sealed."

Ye Qin'er really couldn't understand this momentum, but she had no doubt about the Grandmaster's words, so she watched the competition on the stage carefully again.

Liu Xuan, who was on the battlefield, noticed that Yu Xiuying's offensive was slowing down. He knew that his plan had succeeded. Now all he had to do was continue until his opponent was completely exhausted, which would be the time for him to counterattack.

With each punch, Yu Xiuying felt her fists growing heavier and heavier, and she could no longer muster the momentum she had hoped for.

If Lin Xueyi knew about Yu Xiuying's situation, she would probably complain: "If you were the protagonist, you might have to break through; if you weren't, you'd probably have to tragically face your defeat."

Sure enough, when Liu Xuan took Yu Xiuying's punch, the outcome was already decided. With a quick palm strike, he knocked the woman, who had fought her way through the competition without ever being defeated, unconscious on the stage.

A difficult, or rather, protracted battle has come to an end so simply. But those who understand can see the danger involved. If Liu Xuan cannot completely dodge the Tiger Roar Thunder Fist's attacks, then just one strike could cost him the chance to fight back.

If Yu Xiuying had been able to stay true to herself, she wouldn't have revealed so many flaws. However, all the hypotheticals are no longer important, and this outcome doesn't require so many assumptions.

Main text: Chapter Ninety-Nine: Dragon and Tiger

Although Liu Xuan's victory drew cheers and congratulations from the audience, it was only a superficial matter. At this moment, everyone's attention was focused on Zhao Yuxuan and Yu Xiulin.

Although I didn't have high hopes for him before, he was at least the last remaining contestant in the Qingzhou Jianghu. If he really lost to Yu Xiulin, then the Qingzhou Jianghu would truly lose face and substance.

Most importantly, Yu Xiuying was defeated by Liu Xuan. If Liu Xuan had lost, then perhaps Yu Xiulin might have been asked by her master to go easy on Qingzhou and give him a chance. This is not impossible.

But now, it's too late. If Yu Xiulin also loses, then it will be a battle between Yu Xiulin and Yu Xiuying for third and fourth place. This is not enough for a master who is second only to a grandmaster.

Looking back now, this was a desperate situation. We had perfectly avoided all the possible good outcomes before, but now we've reached the most difficult bottom. Isn't this going to kill us?

Regardless of what others say or think, Zhao Yuxuan had already swung his wrist and stepped onto the ring, while opposite him was Yu Xiulin, who was also preparing.

Actually, this wasn't the first time the two of them had interacted. They had a preliminary exchange back in the Huating Sword Sect, but it was all unintentional. Although they almost came to blows afterward, their master defused the situation.

Now, the two can finally have a proper and fair fight. Since both sides use a fierce and powerful attack style, let's use the simplest and quickest method to decide the winner directly.

Zhao Yuxuan wasn't the only one with this goal in mind; Yu Xiulin shared the same idea. As for the audience below the stage, they all wisely kept a distance of dozens of meters from the ring. It wasn't that they didn't want to watch from a closer distance, but rather that both of their attack methods were so simple and brutal.

If they were to actually collide, who knows what would happen? If that were to happen, it wouldn't just be a simple accident; it would be a matter of life and death.

"Last time, our master interrupted us, but this time we can finally settle our score." Zhao Yuxuan stretched his limbs, preparing for his attack. He had always regretted that his sparring with his fellow disciples, Yu Xiulin and her sister, had been interrupted.

He really wanted to know how much his strength had improved. The assassins he had encountered along the way were all described by his master as a bunch of mixed cultivators. Although he didn't know what "mixed cultivators" meant, judging from the disdainful look in his master's eyes when he said it, it probably didn't mean anything good.

Although Master Zhang kept telling himself that those people were already quite skilled, he was still very uneasy without his master's approval, fearing that he might bring a bad influence to his master and affect his master's status in the martial arts world.

This time, he could finally have a fair one-on-one battle with a recognized master, and Zhao Yuxuan felt his blood boiling.

Yu Xiulin was in the same boat. Previously, she and her junior sister Yu Xiuying had practically defeated all the disciples of various sects in Qingzhou. Even now, Xiuying had only lost one match. However, back in the days of the Huating Sword Sect…

After the two of them entered the courtyard together, they were actually slapped out by this man, which made them very unhappy. Even though neither of them was prepared, after Lin Xueyi interrupted them, the damage caused by both sides was almost the same.

This was a comparison between the two of them and him alone. How could she tolerate this? This battle was something she had been dreaming of. Only by defeating this man could she and her master return to Yuanzhou in peace to continue their cultivation.

“Junior Sister Yu, look, it’s getting late. Master still needs to eat lunch. If she goes hungry, she’ll be very unhappy. Why don’t we just settle this with one move?”

After warming up, Zhao Yuxuan came up with a reason that wasn't really a valid excuse, but if he really upset the girl, who knew what kind of trouble she might cause.

Therefore, everyone, including the referee on the stage, rationally refrained from raising any objections. This request was exactly what Yu Xiulin wanted. She wanted to see, just like before, whether his Dragon Subduing Palm was stronger or her Tiger Roar Fist was harder with a single strike.

Yu Xiulin did not answer Zhao Yuxuan's question, but her action of gathering and circulating her qi had already told Zhao Yuxuan her answer.

Seeing this, Zhao Yuxuan smiled and began to concentrate his energy. A still blurry golden dragon slowly emerged from his palms and began to circle around him.

As for Yu Xiulin, the outline of a fierce tiger had already appeared behind her. As her fortune continued to deepen, the roars of the tiger began to resound in everyone's ears.

Seeing this, Lin Xueyi and Mondley, who had also been staring at the arena, turned to each other helplessly and gave each other a bitter smile. These two were really courting death. With this kind of luck, wouldn't the loser be seriously injured at the very least after exchanging blows?

However, Mondley shook his head at Lin Xueyi, indicating that she was no longer needed to intervene, as he had already noticed that his disciple was gradually losing ground.

"The Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms - The Dragon Regrets".

"Tiger Roar Thunder Fist - Fierce Tiger Roars Through the Forest".

A palm strike and a fist strike, a dragon and a tiger strike, a dragon roars through the heavens and a tiger descends the mountain. The golden dragon and the silver tiger, the fist and the palm strike, collide with a thunderous crash at the height of their respective power.

A sudden storm raged, and the people in the surrounding martial arts world felt a strong gust of wind. Fortunately, they had wisely chosen to stay away from these people, and thus successfully avoided the unknown damage caused by the collision.

Lin Xueyi sighed softly, glancing at the empty chair beside her. In the end, she still chose to help her disciple dodge this most fatal blow.

The arena was shrouded in smoke and dust, making it impossible to discern the outcome. However, everyone remained eagerly anticipating the result. Although they still lacked confidence, this clash had given them a glimmer of hope.

However, the billowing smoke obscured everyone's vision. As for the referee, well, he was hanging on the flag to the side, and he was so frightened that he was ashen-faced. He refused to come down, and even when others said that everything was alright, he insisted on having someone sign a written agreement.

As the dust settled, Zhao Yuxuan stood steadily on the stage, while Yu Xiulin, pale-faced, was held in the arms of the great hero Mondley.

"Kid, not bad, very good. If you didn't already have a master, I would have made an exception and taken you as my apprentice."

"I suppose that's a compliment," Zhao Yuxuan said with a smile as he looked at the great hero from Yuanzhou. Finally, he heard the wild cheers from below the arena.

"Just accept their cheers." Mondley seemed very satisfied with Zhao Yuxuan, as if a senior had seen a promising junior.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yuxuan was being tossed high into the air by the excited young heroes of Qingzhou. In any case, Qingzhou wouldn't be embarrassed this time; as for whether they were number one or not, they had long since stopped thinking about it.

They were content with a solid second place; at this point, they could accept it.

Main Text: Chapter 100 The Final Round (Two chapters published together)

The day of the semi-finals has ended, and the Qingzhou team, who had been in despair, now see hope. Although they cannot take first place this time, it is impossible for the top three to be taken by other states.

So everyone was now gathered together, drinking and celebrating this unexpected happiness. This time, it was truly a harmony between good and evil, as many masters from the evil faction also joined in.

Regardless of how they fought against external forces, they still knew what it meant to unite against a common enemy. So, in a tavern at the foot of Huating Mountain, many martial arts heroes were drinking heartily from their bowls.

"Haha, drink... drink... This time, Qingzhou was able to avoid this crisis, and Zhao Yuxuan deserves the most credit. Very good, very good indeed. But why did some people say before that Zhao Yuxuan's talent was mediocre? If his talent is mediocre, wouldn't we be even more embarrassed?"

A middle-aged man, holding a bowl of wine, was toasting indiscriminately, and, emboldened by the alcohol, he voiced what he had been pondering. This is something that puzzles many people as well.

Zhao Yuxuan is indeed mediocre. This is no longer just a rumor; even within the Zhao family of Luoxie City, it's a consensus. Putting aside everything else, Zhao Shouting has bought all sorts of things for his son just to cultivate him.

It is said that those things are more than enough to push a person with good aptitude to the peak of the Acquired Realm, but Zhao Yuxuan has only just broken through to the Acquired Realm. This is a big joke in Luoxie City. It is because of this that the Sun family in Luoxie City, which has always been at odds with the Zhao family, dared to say that as long as Zhao Yuxuan can break through to the Innate Realm, they will marry their young lady Sun Yu'er to him.

To put it bluntly, the Sun family never believed that Zhao Yuxuan could become a Xiantian expert. Of course, under normal circumstances, Zhao Yuxuan really had no chance of becoming a Xiantian expert.

However, he encountered an abnormal person, Lin Xueyi, who was a newly promoted Grandmaster. She actually managed to elevate Zhao Yuxuan, who had mediocre talent, to his current peak level of acquired talent.

"Senior Brother Zhao, your junior sister toasts you." Zhao Yuxuan was quite embarrassed at this moment. He had no choice but to accept the invitation to a banquet that evening after his victory, supposedly to celebrate his success. Although the final was the day after tomorrow, he wanted to cultivate for one more night.

But you can't fight city hall. When his master found out, he felt it was necessary to witness the victory banquet in Qingzhou. To put it bluntly, he was craving food but didn't want to spend any money, so he decided to go and freeload.

The addition of a grandmaster was something these people were naturally eager for, which led to the current scene where Zhao Yuxuan was being toasted by a group of female disciples.

"That damned Zhao Yuxuan! He just won a game, why is he so arrogant? I'll definitely tell my little sister later that this man is out there messing around and is not a good match for her."

If Zhao Yuxuan knew this, he would really complain. He didn't want to come in the first place, but his master forced him to. He originally wanted to find a quiet place, but before he could find one, he was surrounded by these junior sisters.

In fact, these martial arts forces were thinking very simply: what if, just what if their disciples were noticed by Zhao Yuxuan? Putting aside his backing, Zhao Yuxuan's potential alone was enough to make him an ally in the future, not to mention that his master was a grandmaster.

Such a powerful backer is rare. If you don't take this opportunity to build a good relationship with him, wouldn't you be letting yourself down? Especially knowing that Zhao Yuxuan is deeply in love with Sun Yu'er, the young lady of the Sun family in Luoxie City, you should try your best to secure a position in advance.

Lin Xueyi tore a large chicken leg off a roast chicken with her small hands. Bored, she looked at Zhao Yuxuan, who was surrounded by a group of females and seemed to be having a great time. She spat out a disgusted "Pui!"

This was originally the treatment she, as the protagonist, should have received, but now this brat is enjoying it instead. However, Lin Xueyi thought about it carefully and wondered if she really wasn't the protagonist.

He ran away from home for the sake of his beloved, but on the way he encountered a reclusive martial arts master. Under the master's guidance, or rather, instruction, this man turned the tide in the martial arts tournament and helped his side win.

This plot, no matter how you look at it, should be the protagonist's story. Isn't something wrong with this? Shouldn't she be the protagonist? Has the author of this novel lost their brain? What the hell?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He was determined to make Zhao Yuxuan take the blame when he got back. This guy had clearly been slacking off lately, and he couldn't let him continue so comfortably. As his mentor, he had to keep a close eye on him.

"Senior Brother Zhao, look at you, you're drinking with Senior Sister Mei. Does she think her wine isn't good enough?"

Zhao Yuxuan was sweating profusely. How was he going to handle this? If Yu'er found out what had happened here, wouldn't it be even more difficult for him to propose marriage?

He was caught in a dilemma at this moment, unaware that his actions had been seen clearly by Sun Liang. It would be strange if Sun Liang didn't report him, or perhaps other forces would prefer Sun Liang to report him.

Once Sun Yu'er, the biggest threat, is eliminated, everyone else will be on the same starting line. Naturally, they would be happy to see this happen. Some even hope that Sun Liang will not even watch the last day of the competition, but go straight home and tell Sun Yu'er that Zhao Yuxuan was drinking with his junior sisters here. That way, the Sun family will be so angry that they will completely give up on Zhao Yuxuan's idea. That would be perfect.

"Tsk tsk, isn't this Young Master Sun? What's wrong, are you angry here because your future brother-in-law is too popular?"

Sun Liang looked in the direction of the sound and saw He Beichang, Zhao Yuxuan's opponent in the quarterfinals. He was dressed as neatly as before.

“Although he is my opponent, I still advise you to discuss this with your father. Zhao Yuxuan is different from before. Putting aside everything else, his potential alone is vastly different from before, not to mention his Grandmaster-level master. He is the youngest Grandmaster-level master. Are you sure you don’t want to build a good relationship with him?”

"Hmph, our Sun family wouldn't sell our daughter for a Grandmaster. But what you said makes sense. Anyway, there are still two days until the final competition. There's no need to upset my sister at this time."

Sun Liang glanced coldly at Zhao Yuxuan not far away, then stared at He Beichang for a moment before turning to leave. He didn't want to stay there for even a second longer. Especially seeing Zhao Yuxuan's happy expression, he wanted to leave even less.

As the saying goes, excessive joy leads to sorrow. Yesterday, everyone was happily drinking and eating, but the next day, they were shocked by a sudden piece of news.

It turns out that the competition for third and fourth place was between the two sisters. In addition, Yu Xiulin was injured in the previous battle, so she directly withdrew from the competition, while Yu Xiuying directly won the third place.

That's fine, but in order to still have a match to watch today, the final had to be moved up a day. The only saving grace is that most of the people watching the final are already inside the venue, so it doesn't really matter that it was moved up.

However, not everyone was happy about the news; at least a small group of people were caught off guard by the sudden move to the earlier date. Keep in mind, the third and fourth place matches were on one day, while the final was on the next.

This brought the match forward by a day. Their plan to use tonight to bury some thunderbolts in the ground was completely ruined. Although these thunderbolts weren't very powerful, if combined with some concealed weapons, they could still be quite lethal.

However, this sudden advance left them with no time to prepare, let alone any other methods. Thinking of Mondley's two apprentices, these people felt their teeth itch. If one of them hadn't suddenly withdrawn, they wouldn't be in such a passive position.

"Damn it, is everyone else here? Since the plan to plant the thunderbolts can't be carried out, we'll use other methods. Remember, we only have two objectives: one is to kill as many righteous heroes as possible in Qingzhou, and the other is to kill that man named Zhao Yuxuan as soon as possible. Make sure you remember that."

The man who appeared to be the leader gathered his underlings together. Their objective this time could be described as simple, or it could be described as difficult. At least in the crowd, killing Zhao Yuxuan would not be easy.

But if they don't kill him, their subsequent plans will be difficult to succeed, so they must deal with this man who suddenly interfered.

"Don't worry, Chief. We've made all the necessary preparations. None of us intend to leave alive. Just watch over us."

Looking at the resolute-faced man, he knew that this was the man he had adopted when he first ventured into the martial world, and now he was all grown up. But now he was sending him to his death.

"Chief, you saved our lives. If it weren't for your help back then, we would have starved to death in the wild long ago. We are just repaying you for the extra years we have lived."

The pretty woman placed her hand in the leader's palm. In her eyes, one could see a fleeting glimmer of love, but that love was already a distant dream. All she could do was help him complete his plan.

"You should know what we're doing. In many people's eyes, we are evil. You must..."

Looking at the smiling face, the leader didn't continue speaking. He knew that if he said anything more, he would really hurt these people's feelings.

"Leader, we don't understand right and wrong, we don't care about good and evil, black and white. As long as you tell us what needs to be done, we will do it firmly."

After saying this, the woman stood up, turned around and left, because she was afraid that others would see the tears welling up in her eyes.