The Dark and Foolish King: The Fierce and Crazy Concubine Has Infinite Strength

The martial arts conference arrived as scheduled. The venue was set up in the largest square in Liuyue City. The square was spacious and bright and could accommodate thousands of people.

There is a large circular lake in the middle of the square, and the fighting arena is built on the lake.

Before daybreak, Liuyue City was already seething with excitement. All the martial artists gathered in the square. It was a huge crowd and a grand scene.

Each sect lives in one area and all of them fly their own iconic banner, fearing that others will not recognize them. Only a few solo rangers and some small sects do not display such lavishness.

There were many people who wanted to be the leader of the martial arts world. In order to save time, the organizer used the process of elimination and sent out a dozen people with high martial arts skills to check the results.

Only by defeating them will you be qualified to stand on the fighting arena.

As soon as the sky brightened, the competition began in full swing. All the masters showed their best skills and fought fiercely with the gatekeepers.

Fortunately, although there are many people coming this time, there are only a few truly top masters.

Most people are very self-aware and did not sign up to participate. They just come to join in the fun and see the kung fu of the major martial arts schools.

Thousands of people came, but only a hundred signed up for the competition. After competing with the few masters in charge of the competition, only ten people were qualified to participate in the finals.

Of course, Qu Xiaoyou is among these ten people.

The trials lasted for three days, and it was not until the fourth day that we won the final.

It was as if God was deliberately creating the atmosphere. On the day of the final, the sky was gloomy, the wind was blowing, the clouds were rough, the leaves were blown all over the place, and even the air was filled with a solemn and murderous feeling.

Qu Xiaoyou and Chan Mu sat under a big tree in the square, eating some dry food while looking at some figures in the crowd.

"Do you know the ten people who entered the finals?" Zenmu asked her.

Qu Xiaoyou nodded, pointed to an old man sitting cross-legged in meditation not far away, and said, "He is Zhang Xuanliang, the head of Wanqing Dao, who is good at palm techniques."

Then, she pointed to another younger man and said, "He is Xu Tianyi, the 24th generation successor of the Purple Thunder Sword Technique, and is good at sword dancing."

"He is the Ranger He Baitian, and he uses a magical whip to perfection."

"He is Sun Jiaorong, the eldest grandson of the Sun family, a family with flower spears. He is good at using flower spears."

When the last person was introduced, Qu Xiaoyou fell silent, and a strong hatred appeared in his eyes.

Wherever she looked, she saw a tall and burly figure standing with his hands behind his back.

He was dressed in a black robe and had a pure black tiger-shaped mask on his face. The mask only had two holes where his eyes would be, and his features were completely hidden.

He really came to participate in the martial arts conference!

Zenmu also noticed him and couldn't help but sigh: "Junior sister is really as good as a god!"

"Once you're here, don't even think about leaving alive!" Qu Xiaoyou clenched his fists so hard that they made a creaking sound.

After a stick of incense, a hollow and long horn sounded in the square. The people in the square seemed to have received some kind of instruction and gathered towards the lake in the middle of the square.

Three old men with immortal looks stood in the middle of the arena in the lake, bowed to everyone, and began their opening remarks.

"Thank you all heroes for your presence. Today we are meeting friends through martial arts and holding a martial arts conference here.

"After three days of competition, we have reached the finals. The finals are about to begin. Now, please enter the finals."

As he finished speaking, ten masters used their lightness skills to leap onto the arena in the middle of the lake, winning cheers from the onlookers.

Then an old man took out a list and introduced the ten people to everyone one by one according to the names on the list.

Ten masters lined up in a row and bowed proudly to the audience following the old man's introduction.

The next step was to draw lots to choose the opponent. In the first round, Qu Xiaoyou drew He Baitian, the young man who used the whip like a god.

The two stood facing each other on the stage, with a hint of mockery in He Baitian's eyes. Obviously, he did not take the woman in front of him seriously.

With the referee's gong, the battle begins!

He Baitian let out a long roar, and swung the black dragon whip violently, with the tip of the whip already rolling towards Qu Xiaoyou.

To deal with his whip, Qu Xiaoyou deliberately used a "knife" as a weapon, and used the "Five Tigers Breaking Door Knife" knife technique taught by Zhu Lixiong Fei to counter his moves.

He Baitian used seven or eight powerful moves with his whip, but she blocked them all with her single sword.

He Baitian's face turned ugly. After a few moves, he no longer dared to underestimate the enemy. The whip in his hand seemed to have eyes. He used it faster and faster, but he still couldn't do anything to Qu Xiaoyou.

Suddenly, he used the "White Snake Spits Out Its Tongue" move and the tip of the whip pointed towards Qu Xiaoyou's right shoulder.

Qu Xiaoyou raised the knife to block, but unexpectedly He Baitian's move was a feint. With a shake of his wrist, he first changed it to "making a feint to the east and attacking in the west" and then changed it to "jade belt around the waist".

The black dragon whip swung to the left, then circled from left to right, and circled towards Qu Xiaoyou's waist from a distance.

Qu Xiaoyou remembered the Qinggong that Chen Yi taught her, and she recited the technique silently. Then she pointed her toes and shot straight into the sky like an arrow.

He Baitian's whip hit nothing.

"Hiss!" The onlookers all gasped in surprise, and then someone exclaimed in disbelief.

"Who is this girl? How come she has such amazing martial arts skills? He Baitian's whip technique is well-known in the martial arts world, but she dodged it so easily."

"She was able to take so many blows from He Baitian's whip and still remain calm and at ease. This woman must be no ordinary person."

He Baitian missed the target and couldn't help but panic. He swung his wrist hard and the whip wrapped around Qu Xiaoyou's right wrist like a snake, trying to knock the knife out of her hand.

Qu Xiaoyou could have avoided it by simply stepping back or moving sideways, but she did not dodge and let his whip hit her.

Just as He Baitian's whip wrapped around her wrist, she suddenly threw the knife in her hand into the air, then caught the knife with her left hand and grabbed the whip tail wrapped around her wrist with her right hand.

He Baitian was horrified when he saw this, and hurriedly used all his strength to pull the whip head, trying to take it back.

Unexpectedly, his action actually helped Qu Xiaoyou. Qu Xiaoyou tightly grasped the tail of the whip, took advantage of his pulling force to jump up, and pounced directly in front of He Baitian.

Then, without waiting for his reaction, he gathered all his strength into his palm and slapped him hard.

He Baitian opened his eyes wide in horror, and without time to think, he quickly reached out to receive it.

"Bang!" The two palms collided, He Baitian was defeated, and flew backwards, falling heavily to the ground.

He looked up quickly, only to be confronted by a gleaming broadsword.

The outcome is decided!

Qu Xiaoyou pointed the knife at his neck with one hand, looking down at him like a queen, and said calmly: "You lose."

There was an uproar in the crowd. He Baitian was well-known in the martial arts world and was considered one of the best among the masters.

They were really surprised that Qu Xiaoyou, an unknown little girl, could defeat He Baitian in such a short time.

"Beautiful! What a talented girl!" Someone in the crowd took the lead in shouting, and then the crowd burst into thunderous applause.