Chapter 2187 - 2184: Giving You a Dignified Defeat

Chapter 2187: Chapter 2184: Giving You a Dignified Defeat

So many people were cheering, yet Ji Zimo seemed not to hear anything, sitting motionless in his seat, exuding a certain aura of a master.

"According to the tournament rules, the first match will be opened by the seed player, please welcome Ji Zimo." The elder announced loudly.

The seed players don’t have privileges, but it’s an affirmation of strength and an honor. Without certain strength, one simply cannot become a seed player.

And the seed players in the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament are all selected by major families, and these seed players already have a certain reputation in the Ancient Martial World.

Of course, if some low-key loose cultivator experts are overlooked, this small number of masters could become the dark horses of the Ancient Martial Contest. This is also the charm of the Ancient Martial Contest; with variables, there is expectation and hope.

After the elder finished speaking, Ji Zimo finally glanced at the stage, then stood up, drawing even more cheers.

Ji Zimo still acted as if he saw and heard nothing, calmly walking to the center, cupped his fists and saluted the referees, then turned around to stand still, his eyelids slightly lowered, his gaze restrained.

"Who are you pretending for, so hypocritical." Ling Shuiyao showed a look of disdain.

Lin Tian didn’t mind, laughing, "He’s not pretending, but confident. With his strength, there’s indeed nothing to worry about."

"Hehe, that’s because you haven’t gone up. If you were on the stage, he’d definitely have a bitter face, more bitter than a bitter gourd." Xiao Manxuan giggled, filled with blind confidence in Lin Tian.

If you were to go all out, no one would be your match, Lin Tian thought amusingly to himself. If the Second Miss went all out, there might be no one who could hold her back here.

At this time, the field slightly quieted down, but most people were still looking for Ji Zimo’s opponent, wanting to know who this "unlucky person" was.

A disciple of the Ji Family came up again, placing a bamboo tube in front of Ji Wancheng, inside this bamboo tube were bamboo sticks carved with the names of the contestants.

This time, Ji Wancheng wasn’t so formal, casually drew a bamboo stick, and read out the name, "Liu Xiaoxiao!"

Upon hearing this name, a few people let out a heavy sigh, obviously relieved they didn’t have to go up first.

In fact, the first phase of the Ancient Martial Arts Tournament implements a group stage where pairs fight, and the two with the most victories advance, the rest are eliminated. That means, sooner or later, people in group A will meet Ji Zimo.

However, no one wants to lose the first match because losing not only hits morale but might also result in Ji Zimo attacking heavily, leading to injury.

Although after getting injured, Langya Pavilion, as the organizer, would be responsible for treatment, it’s possible to lose battle capability due to injuries and thus have to withdraw from the contest, which would be a huge loss.

So, no one wishes to encounter Ji Zimo early on, which is also a strategy.

In everyone’s anticipation, a person walked out from the crowd, unexpectedly a woman. Though not stunning, she was quite attractive, with a pleasing appearance, clad in tight-fitting black attire, with a good figure.

Once the woman appeared, she captured everyone’s attention not just because of her tight attire accentuating her figure, but because she was that "unlucky person", Liu Xiaoxiao.

The audience had those who mocked, those who felt pity, and those who sympathized. As Liu Xiaoxiao came out, she felt the complex gazes from the crowd, yet her steps remained firm.

"Hmph..." Liu Xiaoxiao snorted, apparently unwilling to concede, but in the arena, it’s about strength, unwillingness won’t help.

She slightly clenched her fist, an aura emanated from her body, and the crowd noticed that at her feet, dust gradually rose, forming a vortex.

This was her maneuvering True Qi, stirring inner strength, causing a phenomenon of the surrounding air vibrating, indicating her inner strength wasn’t weak.

"Postnatal Late Stage!" someone exclaimed.

Most of the audience were Ancient Martial Artists with decent eyesight; they realized Liu Xiaoxiao was unexpectedly in the Postnatal Late Stage. Without certain talent, reaching the Postnatal Late Stage is impossible.

Most importantly, Liu Xiaoxiao was still so young, with boundless potential and a 90% chance of reaching the Innate Realm in the future.

That’s the Innate Realm, a goal many Ancient Martial Artists dream of, especially for loose cultivator Ancient Martial Artists who lack resources, strong masters, and good cultivation techniques, making it hard to produce an Innate Expert.

But Liu Xiaoxiao has the chance; youth is potential.

Those who mocked her just now were suddenly embarrassed. Although Liu Xiaoxiao still had no chance of winning, her strength shut their mouths.

"What a pity, if Liu Xiaoxiao was born in an Ancient Martial family or joined a large sect for cultivation, she would already be in Postnatal Perfection now." Miss sighed slightly, feeling it was a pity, both being women, sharing mutual sympathy.

Lin Tian, however, smiled and shook his head, "I don’t think it’s a pity. In the Ancient Martial Contest, she has caught the attention of many big figures, for example, people from Qingshuang Pavilion, Tang Xuan Su might take her under his wing. By then, she can still obtain more cultivation resources."

This Ancient Martial Contest had big figures focusing on loose cultivator Ancient Martial Practitioners besides those family disciples, no matter what the purpose, whether good or bad.

In the field, the two stood tens of meters apart, waiting for the start command.

"Dong..."

A bell sounded, announcing the start of the contest, and everyone immediately became excited.

But neither moved, Liu Xiaoxiao frowned and said, "Why aren’t you taking out the Sky Soaring Sword?"

"You’re not worthy!" Ji Zimo said indifferently, with no contempt implied, just a calm tone, and yet it was this tone that provoked Liu Xiaoxiao.

"Too much bullying!" Liu Xiaoxiao’s face turned cold, her eyes contained anger, True Qi surged again, with an upward momentum in her aura.

The big figures’ eyes brightened because they noticed Liu Xiaoxiao seemed to have a breakthrough tendency. If she broke through, advancing to Postnatal Perfection Realm, she’d be just a step away from the Innate Realm.

"This is the future of the Ancient Martial World. So many people comprehend more things from this Ancient Martial Contest and even achieve breakthroughs." Ling Zishan felt gratified, very pleased.

Liu Xiaoxiao faced tremendous pressure from an Innate Expert, yet undaunted and fearless, with firm willpower and a near breakthrough tendency, this was what Ling Zishan hoped to see. She hoped more Ancient Martial Artists would accomplish something because these young Ancient Martial Artists are the future of the Ancient Martial World.

On the stage of the Ancient Martial Contest, Ancient Martial Artists showcased all their strength, stimulated potential, and comprehended the essence of Ancient Martial Arts.

Ji Zimo finally raised his eyes, but it was just a glance, his expression remained calm. He said calmly, "Among loose cultivator Ancient Martial Practitioners, you’re considered an excellent one. If you can take one punch from me, you’ll win my respect."

"And I shall wield the Sky Soaring Sword, making your loss more dignified."

This sounded incredibly arrogant; taking a punch didn’t count as winning, just winning respect. Ji Zimo placed himself at the pinnacle, overlooking these loose cultivator Ancient Martial Practitioners, seeing himself as the aristocracy, the orthodoxy of Ancient Martial Arts.