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Chapter 885 - 885 845 Martial Path Tournament

885: Chapter 845 Martial Path Tournament 885: Chapter 845 Martial Path Tournament Inside the pavilion, Dongfang Ming looked at the two people and said with a smile, “Of course I know about the Fiery Sword Sect; their Sect Master is Huang Tianming, whose strength is not bad; he’s a master of swordsmanship.”

“It is said that they entered the city some time ago, but where they are now, I don’t know.”

“Finding them won’t be easy.”

After pondering for a moment, Dongfang Ming said, “However, I do know something that might lead you to encounter Huang Tianming.”

“In Beihe City, there’s a Martial Path tournament that’s about to be held.”

“Martial Artists from all walks of life will come to participate, once a year.”

“As the top swordsman in Beihe City, Huang Tianming will definitely return to participate, not to mention, the prizes for the swordsmanship competition—he nearly always takes them home every year.”

Dongfang Ming looked at Lu Chuan and said, “You can enter this Martial Path tournament and then choose the swordsmanship competition; by doing so, you might meet that guy.”

“He’s very confident in his own swordsmanship and will likely fight you, of course, if he sees the reality and runs away in advance, then we will have a chance to catch up with him.”

After Dongfang Ming finished speaking, Lu Chuan nodded slightly, slapped the table, and stood up, “No problem, I’ll do as you suggested and go sign up now!”

As soon as Lu Chuan slapped the table, he immediately sprung into action.

He walked out of the pavilion, left the Dongfang Residence, and headed towards the residence’s main gate.

After leaving the Dongfang Residence, he briskly mounted his horse and rushed towards the registration site of the city’s Martial Path tournament.

And Dongfang Cheng stayed with him, accompanying him there.

Less than ten minutes later, Lu Chuan and Dongfang Cheng arrived at the martial arts hall.

In front of this grand and majestic martial arts hall, there were over a dozen layers of steps laid out, and at the bottom of the steps, to the side on an open ground, there was a dedicated registration site.

Quite a few Martial Artists were lining up here to register.

After arriving, Lu Chuan stood aside and watched for a while.

“Who is hosting this Martial Path tournament?” he asked curiously.

“Who else could it be?

Such a large-scale Martial Path tournament is naturally hosted by the Nangong family; this tournament covers various martial arts disciplines.”

“A competition of this scale and level is not something ordinary forces can hold.

Even if they could organize it, they wouldn’t get a response.”

Lu Chuan looked at the registration site, “The queue is quite long; who knows how long it’ll take to register.”

Dongfang Cheng said with a smile, “They’ve only just started registering today, and the registration period is five days.”

“Let’s wait here; maybe we’ll run into Huang Tianming coming to register.”

“Although his Fiery Sword Sect is basically a dog of the Nangong family, he still has to go through the process.

He’ll have some privileges, of course.”

Lu Chuan stood by the roadside, leaning against a withered tree, quietly waiting.

After an unknown amount of time, just as the sunset was about to appear, Lu Chuan finally saw an unusual figure.

“That guy looks quite imposing; could he be Huang Tianming?”

Lu Chuan elbowed Dongfang Cheng.

Dongfang Cheng snapped out of it and looked in the direction Lu Chuan was indicating.

“I don’t know what the Fiery Sword Sect Master looks like either, but judging by his posture, he’s certainly out of the ordinary.”

On the stone-paved road, a man came striding along, followed by more than a dozen people, his formidable presence intimidating the pedestrians around him to disperse and not dare to block Huang Tianming’s path.

A number of pedestrians recognized Huang Tianming and were frightened to the point of trembling before they scrambled away in panic.

“Sect Master Huang is here; he’s also come to register.”

“Nonsense, he comes to register every year, and every year he takes first place in the swordsmanship field.

I suppose the result will be the same this year.”

“Sigh, can’t help it, who can match his high talent and the help from the Nangong family?

With that kind of backing, it would be hard not to become stronger.”

“No choice but to envy them.”

The discussions and sighs of the passersby caught Lu Chuan’s attention.

“It’s indeed Huang Tianming.

We weren’t mistaken.”

Dongfang Cheng nodded slightly, “What do you plan to do with him?

Compete or…”

He hadn’t finished speaking when Lu Chuan interrupted him.

“Stop fussing with him, just go over there and cripple the bastard, let the people of Beihe City see clearly who’s the real boss around here.”

Lu Chuan walked directly toward Huang Tianming.

Since he’d run into him here, there was no need for any complicated schemes, just direct action.

Huang Tianming arrived at the registration area, ignoring the queue and stood at the very front of the line.

“Little sister, register my name.

I’ll come to participate in the Martial Path convention in five days.”

The young girl recording information at the registration booth looked up at Huang Tianming and quickly nodded with an ingratiating smile, “Sect Master Huang has arrived, no problem.

I’ll get you registered and put it on record right away.”

The others saw this and were enraged but didn’t dare to speak out.

He was blatantly cutting in line, but no one else had any recourse.

After all, this was the Sect Master of the Fiery Sword Sect.

The common people dared not provoke him; a single provocation could lead to death without a place for burial.

At that moment, suddenly a man ran over, knelt down before Huang Tianming with a thump.

“Sect Master Huang, I beg you to accept me into your sect.

I have diligently practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years and have focused solely on swordsmanship.

My only wish is to make a name in the sword arts, and I hope the Fiery Sword Sect will take me in.

I will be eternally grateful and work like an ox or a horse!”

Huang Tianming looked down at the person before him.

This wasn’t the first time he had encountered this situation.

Almost every time he entered Beihe City, a scene like this would unfold.

A loner who had painstakingly practiced swordsmanship would come and beg to be accepted into the sect.

But in reality, such people tended to have average talent and strength, and after many years of cultivation without progress, they turned to desperate measures.

Anyone with a bit of ability would directly use official channels and undergo selection to become a Sect Disciple.

Huang Tianming scoffed with disdain, “Sure, kowtow ten times to me, and I’ll consider it.”

The young man on the ground, upon hearing this, immediately lit up with joy and started kowtowing non-stop to Huang Tianming.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

After ten continuous kowtows, his forehead was already bright red.

He looked up, his face full of expectation, at Huang Tianming.

“Not loud enough, you’re lacking sincerity.”

The young man panicked instantly, “I am sincere!

I dream of joining the Fiery Sword Sect!”

He hurriedly continued to kowtow, not knowing how many more times, his forehead bruised and bleeding, but he didn’t dare to stop for even a bit and continued to kowtow to Huang Tianming.

Huang Tianming smiled and turned back to the young girl at the registration booth.

The girl saw the man continuously kowtowing and couldn’t help but cover her mouth and snicker, her laughter filled with mockery and ridicule.

“Forget about this guy, just complete my information, and I’ll be on my way.”

“Of course, have a safe trip.”

The kowtowing young man stopped and looked up at Huang Tianming, “Sect Master Huang, what about…

what about me?”

“What about you?

Get lost, don’t get in my way.

With that attitude, you think you can join the Fiery Sword Sect?

Keep dreaming!”