Chapter 42: Reporting Private Grievances

  The people who were previously knocked out of the field and lost their qualifications changed from a depressed look to an extremely cheerful one.

  Qin Hao smiled bitterly, pulling the blue silk in the middle of the field. The long wooden poles that were swaying in the field suddenly stopped. Qin Shan, Qin Ze and Qin Xing, who had been blown away by Qin Hao, also gathered around.

  "Before I knew it, you actually hid your speed." Qin Hao smiled somewhat helplessly.

  Just now, although Qin Hao was dealing with others, he also left a divided attention to pay attention to Qin Yuxian, and his eyes always caught her figure. But in the end, she still approached him silently.

  It can only be said that Qin Yuxian took advantage of the long wooden stage's movement to block Qin Hao's line of sight for a short time, and quietly approached him. The fact that she was able to move behind Qin Hao in such a short time may mean that her understanding of "Qianli Yu Feng" is not superficial.

  Qin Shan smiled and said: "Qin Hao, you didn't think so, Yu Xian mastered this technique very quickly."

  Qin Yuxian's slender fingers lightly brushed aside a strand of hair by her ear, and she said calmly: "You're still slower than me. Besides, when you counterattacked just now, why didn't you take advantage of the momentum to pursue?"

  Qin Hao shrugged and revealed a bitter smile, but remained silent.

  If he had taken advantage of his lead earlier, he was confident that he could knock Qin Yuxian out of the arena.

  The force he used was determined by each person's ability to withstand it. His elder cousin Qin Shan and others, although they were swept away by his astonishing momentum, actually only suffered some superficial injuries under Qin Hao's control. Some of them even just got their clothes dusty from the fall, without a single scratch on their bodies.

  So he was also able to throw Qin Yuxian out of the arena with almost no injury, but he just couldn't really lay a hand on Qin Yuxian.

  "Qin Hao, you've lost, haven't you? Just now it seemed that your cultivation has indeed become much stronger than before, but to propose this kind of trial, you're still a bit too arrogant." Qin Shan said with an evil smile.

  Qin Ze's round face scrunched up like a chrysanthemum in bloom, and he chuckled: "Ah, Qin Hao, you're pleased, aren't you? How does it feel to have your sister clean up after you?"

  With these two leading the way, the others also started teasing and began to squeeze Qin Hao.

  "How is it, Qin Hao? Is our movement technique vastly different from before?"

  "Who would have thought we've made such great progress? Qin Hao, now we're not just relying on brute martial skills anymore."

  "Qin Hao, your sister has been practicing her martial arts for a short time, but she's almost catching up with you."

  ……

  Qin Hao looked at everyone with a harmless smile.

  He suddenly turned around, with his back to them and said: "Well, I have to say that your progress is beyond my imagination. Since that's the case, there's no point in doing this training anymore. Let me give you something more interesting."

  Qin Hao turned to face the dozens of young men standing at the outer edge of the martial arts arena, shouting loudly: "Their current strength is stronger than before by how much, have you all seen it clearly? Do you want to make such progress too?"

  Those dozens of youngsters who witnessed the entire competition process nodded in unison. They watched for half a day, and when they saw Qin Shan's clever movements, their fighting spirit was stirred up. When they saw the circular formation freely changing in the long wood array, the tacit cooperation of the ten people made them yearn for it even more. And when they saw Qin Hao's final move, his powerful martial skills had thoroughly shocked the hearts of the warriors.

  At this moment, Qin Hao spoke up, and almost everyone nodded subconsciously, their blood boiling with excitement and eagerness. They couldn't help but wish they could also go on stage to try it out. Not to mention following the rules, Qin Hao originally had the authority to manage the martial arts arena, even if he didn't, they would still agree with what Qin Hao said.

  "In that case, let's go together. Fighting is the best way to improve." Qin Hao paused for a moment, looked at Qin Yuxian with a guilty conscience, and then turned back to shout loudly: "Target - completely knock them down!"

  As soon as this was said, the dozens of young men all clenched their fists and rubbed their palms, full of energy. They were mostly condensed Xuan six heavy martial artists, compared to Qin Shan they were not much worse, but the number gap was enough to make up for it, and in these days they also practiced Qin Hao's body method, naturally confident.

  Dozens of people suddenly surrounded them, with tiger-like eyes surrounding Qin Shan and others in the middle.

  "You're despicable." Qin Shan's pupils constricted as he gazed at Qin Hao with righteous indignation.

  "How can you do this, it's so unfair." Qin Ze's face was filled with grievances and injustice.

  "This is a clear case of personal vendetta." Qin Xing was also indignant.

  "This is too unorthodox, we just had a fight and haven't fully recovered yet, they are in their best state."

  "I'm done, I concede. It's obvious they're going to play us."

  Among all the people, only Qin Yuxian's face remained unchanged, still as calm and serene as a fairy.

  Qin Hao and the others only revealed their pearly whites after they finished speaking, smiling as he said: "This is the most effective way to train you all, only by grinding to the limit can there be further improvement."

  "Of course." Qin Hao paused for a moment, and a faint smile spread across his face: "There's also some personal vendetta in this. Let's go."

  The last two words were for those dozens of young people.

  Those dozens of young men heard that they could take action, and one by one, they all rushed over. Qin Shan and the others grumbled endlessly, their words full of thick resentment, but not a single one really left, instead choosing to strike a pose, going all out to fight back.

  A grand competition of ten teams versus sixty or seventy individuals has officially kicked off.

  Qin Hao leaned against the wall, quietly watching the situation in the field, and the arc at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious.

  "These guys, after all, didn't disappoint me."

  **

  "Your last move was quite good. The form and meaning are already there, it's just that you didn't waste that technique."

  An old voice suddenly appeared, Qin Hao turned his head, but found an elderly man with a serious face standing beside him.

  "The Three Elders." Qin Hao hastily stood up straight and respectfully bowed to the old man.

  The three elders waved their hands, and with a slightly improved expression, they said: "This move of Kuang Bo's war axe is not even mastered by several people of your father's generation. I didn't expect that you, a young junior, would have such good comprehension."

  "This martial art is profound and difficult to understand, I can only grasp its surface." Qin Hao said respectfully.

  As he said this, he glanced up at the three elders' reaction and found that his face was a bit more gentle, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

  He knew that "Crazy Battle Axe" was created by the three elders, so what he just said naturally had a flattering component. It's just that last time, under duress, when the three elders were teaching martial skills, they drove him away, openly making this elder lose face, now he naturally has to think of a way to apologize.

  Qin Hao bowed his hands to the three elders and said seriously: "Last time, Qin Hao was ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth, spoke nonsense and offended the three elders. I hope the three elders will forgive me."

  The three elders looked at the young disciples in pairs, seemingly deep in thought. After a while, they let out a sigh and said, "You do have some skills, letting them make such progress."

  "It's just good luck. It's all thanks to the 'Yin Flame Technique' left behind by my grandfather, which has such a mysterious body technique."

  "Martial arts skills are one aspect, but not everything. Now they have improved their timing of using martial arts and their ability to control the mysterious energy."

  Qin Hao revealed a "shy" smile and remained silent.

  "Let's just forget about what happened before. Qin Hao, in five days, it will be the day of the trial between several families. The outcome depends on you."

  Qin Hao knew.

  The three elders nodded after hearing Qin Hao's words and refocused their attention on the crowd.

  After a moment of silence, he slowly stepped forward and walked slowly out of the martial arts arena.

  Qin Hao, you're doing great.

  The three elders suddenly turned their heads, and on that old face that hadn't smiled for who knows how long, a stiff smile was forced out.

  Perhaps he found his own laughter unnatural, his smile quickly faded, and he slowly walked away.

  *

  The sky gradually darkened, and the moonlight shone faintly and vaguely over the entire martial arts arena.

  The struggle in the field gradually subsided.

  A group of people fought until the sky was dark, Qin Shan and his team were more powerful, with clever moves. The other side had an overwhelming advantage in numbers, resulting in both sides suffering losses. Everyone fell to the ground. One by one, they all had bruised noses and swollen faces, with marks on their clothes, lying on the ground unable to say anything except panting.

  Only Qin Yuxian was still standing.

  At this moment, a thin layer of sweat covered her forehead, her hair was slightly disheveled, and her cheeks seemed to be stained with two touches of rouge, exuding a lazy beauty. She breathed lightly, her chest rising and falling slightly, her beautiful figure revealed without a doubt.

  Qin Hao smiled and walked in front of everyone, saying: "It seems that you have all really gone all out, great."

  Those nine people couldn't say a word, but from their sorrowful expressions and weak eyes, you could tell what they were thinking.

  "Take a good rest for the next few days and prepare for the trial five days later."

  Qin Hao looked at Qin Yuxian again, handed over a piece of paper, and then said seriously: "Yuxian, show this to your brothers later. Let them follow the instructions on it during the martial arts competition in a few days."

  Qin Yuxian stretched out her slender fingers, took the paper, and examined the text on it. A moment later, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, and she hesitated: "Really want to do it this way?"

  "Yes, it has to be this way."

  "What if Father blames me when the time comes?"

  "I am just like that."

  "Is it just like this... won't it be too..."

  "Rain Immortal." Qin Hao's expression became even more serious: "This is the most secure method."

  Qin Yuxian bit her cherry lips, hesitated for a moment before making up her mind, nodded and said: "Okay, anyway, you're in charge now."

  "Thank you, Yu Xian." Qin Hao looked at Qin Yu Xian sincerely.

  Qin Yuxian shook her head: "No need, you originally had the right to let them do so. I'm just passing on a message."

  "Do you really want to make it clear like this? Or are you really that unwilling to have anything to do with me?" Qin Hao suddenly asked jokingly.

  After a moment of eye contact, Qin Yuxian lowered her head and stood silently, saying nothing.

  The originally harmonious atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

  After a moment of silence, Qin Hao said with feigned casualness: "Yu Xian, I'll leave this matter to you. I have some other things to attend to and need to leave first."

  Qin Yuxian's head nodded slightly, her eyes drifting away without meeting Qin Hao's gaze.

  Qin Hao secretly sighed and walked out of the martial arts arena with a hint of helplessness.