Chapter 476 God’s will plays tricks on people
A thrilling peak battle has come to an end, and the ending is both reasonable and unexpected.

Especially Yun Zhuiyue’s final incredible reversal, which made people feel deeply moved and sigh endlessly.

Faced with the ending, some were happy while others were sad. Some sighed for Ren Wuya while others applauded for Yun Zhuiyue. Everyone had different thoughts.

Thus, the first round of the "Wu Ge" competition has come to an end. Of the six people who had pledged their all yesterday, three have now returned empty-handed.

While Wu Shuang, Yuwen Xiu and Ren Wuya were defeated one after another, Luo Tianjin, Jin Fu Yu and Yun Zhuiyue advanced tragically.

Currently, Luo Tianjin lost three generals, Murong Bai, Deng Quan, and Xie Xuan, and still had two to help. Jin Fuyu lost Leng Yiyi, Wen Lian, and a Jinjianwu disciple, and also still had two to help.

In the first round, Luo and Jin were evenly matched. On the other hand, Yun Zhuiyue not only exhausted all the supporting experts, but also ended up being seriously injured. It can be said that he was in great danger.

At the same time, Yun Zhuiyue also completely exposed the secret of the Dragon Elephant Treasure Book. The more serious the injury, the higher the martial arts. Especially in the second round of the competition, both Luo Tianjin and Jin Fuyu did not want to meet him.

Everyone present had a clear understanding of the current situation. In the second round, they would draw three lots: "Struggle", "Fight", and "Advance". Whoever drew the "Advance" lot would almost have one foot on the position of the leader of the martial arts world.

Especially for Luo Tianjin and Jin Fu Yu, this "Jin" draw is of utmost importance to life and death and success or failure.

After a stick of incense, Xu Qingnian slowly walked onto the sword-fighting stage under the solemn and nervous gaze of everyone.

At this moment, Luo Tianjin and Jin Fuyu both felt a tightness in their hearts, and their faces were tense and their expressions were solemn.

"Cough cough!"

Xu Qingnian's light cough instantly broke the dead silence on the top of Mount Huashan, shocking everyone and making their eyes become more eager.

"Everyone, the first round of the competition has come to an end. Palace Master Luo, Golden Dock Master, and Holy Master Yun lived up to everyone's expectations and successfully advanced. Young Hero Wu, Island Master Yuwen, and Palace Master Ren were not in good shape and unfortunately lost. Now, I have prepared three new lots, writing the words 'fight', 'fight', and 'promote' respectively. Palace Master Luo, Golden Dock Master, and Holy Master Yun will draw in turn. Those who draw the 'fight' and 'fight' lots will go on stage to compete. Those who draw the 'promote' lot will win without fighting and will be waiting for the winner on the final stage."

Having said this, Xu Qingnian took out three identical paper sticks from his sleeve and spread them out in front of everyone. He then turned his solemn gaze to the wounded and breathless Yun Zhuiyue and said loudly: "According to the rules, Saint Yun is the last person to advance, so you will draw the first stick."

After saying that, Xu Qingnian walked towards Yun Zhuiyue under the watchful eyes of everyone and handed three paper sticks to him.

"Saint Lord Yun, please!"

This scene made everyone's heartbeat quicken and their breathing quicken. They held their breath, stared at the arena with wide eyes, not daring to miss any slight movement.

For a moment, the huge summit of Mount Huashan was completely silent, as still as death.

At this time, Yun Zhuiyue seemed to still be immersed in the fighting with Ren Wuya. Faced with three paper sticks that would determine his future and fate, he picked up one without thinking.

This move caused exclamations from people all around.

Xu Qingnian said: "Saint Lord Yun has drawn the lot, and now it is the turn of Lord Luo and Lord Jinwu. Please come on stage..."

"and many more!"

Before he finished speaking, Yun Zhuiyue suddenly interrupted and said, "Let's see which lot I draw first. If Yun is lucky and draws the 'Jin' lot, they won't have to do this anymore."

"This……"

Xu Qingnian cast a hesitant look at Luo and Jin, as if seeking their opinions.

"Saint Lord Yun is right!"

Before Luo Tianjin could speak, Jin Fuyu readily agreed. Hearing this, Luo Tianjin's eyelids twitched slightly, and he nodded gently to Xu Qingnian.

Seeing this, Xu Qingnian made a "please" gesture to Yun Zhuiyue as if relieved.

It was only at this moment that Yun Zhuiyue's face showed a hint of nervousness. Under the close scrutiny of countless eyes, he first opened the paper a little and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, an indescribable strange feeling emerged in his nervous eyes.

"Ha ha……"

What followed was a burst of laughter that seemed neither happy nor angry. His laughter was twisted and strange, making the people who laughed at him feel creepy and their backs cold, so that those who didn't understand could not help but look around and look at each other.

"Saint Lord Yun, are you... happy or angry?"

"I'm happy! I'm happy that God has favored me and given me the opportunity to rest and wait for my opportunity." Yun Zhuiyue beat his chest and stamped his feet, saying indignantly, "I'm angry, angry that God is blind and won't let me kill Luo Tianjin with my own hands and avenge my humiliation!"

Yun Zhuiyue's inexplicable words seemed to have other meanings, but they were contradictory and strange, leaving people confused.

However, among the crowd full of doubts, there were a few people who looked dazed and had strange expressions on their faces.

Luo Tianjin frowned, his murderous intent evident.

Xiao Zhirou's eyes were filled with sorrow, and she felt sad when she saw the crying.

Xu Qingnian looked doubtful, as if he was thinking about something.

In addition, there was another person with trembling eyes and a sad look, and that was the leader of the Teng tribe, Teng Sanshi.

Facing the curious eyes from all directions, Yun Zhuiyue's laughter suddenly subsided, and the madness on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Under Xu Qingnian's anxious gaze, he slowly raised the paper sign in his hand, and a neatly written word "Jin" appeared in front of everyone.

"hiss!"

When this lot was drawn, there was an uproar on the top of Huashan Mountain. "It's... the 'Jin' lot!" Xie Xuan said in disbelief, "Yun Zhuiyue actually drew the 'Jin' lot!"

"This means that the Palace Master will meet his number one rival, Jin Fuyu, in the second round." Jiang Yiwei said, "I thought the Palace Master and Jin Fuyu's title defense battle would be on the last day of the martial arts conference, but unexpectedly... it came so soon."

"According to the current situation, the Palace Master and Jin Fuyu have suffered similar casualties, so the second round will be a life-and-death battle." Yan Bugui speculated, "However, Jin Jianwu's masters Wen Lian and Leng Yiyi have both been defeated, and it seems that Jin Fuyu has no one available."

"On the other hand, the Palace Master still has Third Master Jiang and Fourth Master Yan at his disposal." Murong Bai interrupted, "So, it seems that our chances of winning are greater..."

"You are wrong!"

Before Murong Bai finished speaking, Luo Tianjin, who looked solemn, suddenly interrupted him and said, "Do you remember the night before last at the Seven Stars Tower, when Jin Fuyu secretly met with the four family heads, Zuo Hongxuan, and Miao An? Do you still remember how I guessed Jin Fuyu's intentions at that time?"

"The Lord of the Palace has taught us, and we will remember every word!" Murong Bai nodded and said, "The Lord of the Palace guessed that his intentions were twofold. One was to appease the four great families and Qingcheng and Emei. He told them that he would never vent his anger on anyone because of his retreat in the face of a battle."

Jiang Yiwei continued, "Secondly, reach an agreement with them again. Once Yuwen Xiu returns in defeat, they will send their masters to help Jinjianwu..."

Having said this, the expressions of Jiang Yiwei, Yan Bugui, Murong Bai and others suddenly changed, and a sudden sense of worry instantly surged in their hearts.

Yan Bugui suddenly realized and said, "The Palace Master means... that Jin Fuyu will use masters from other sects in the second round?"

"That's right!" Luo Tianjin said in a deep voice, "Other sects dare not make rash judgments, but the four great families and the Qingcheng and Emei sects will definitely help us and let them do whatever they want. Little do they know that after a series of fierce battles, we are exhausted and wounded, while they are resting and energetic."

Xie Xuan said: "Besides, the mansion master has already made it clear in public that he wants to be close to Ren Wuya. Therefore, Jin Fuyu can use the name of upholding justice and eradicating the Demon Sect to wantonly win over other sects to become our enemies. In this way, the originally hesitant sects in the martial arts world can add fuel to the fire without scruples and make things worse."

"Alas!" Jiang Yiwei sighed, "I just hate that Ren Wuya was so scheming that he deliberately prevented Dong Xiao'er and Hu Yanba from using their full strength. In the end, they 'carelessly lost Jingzhou'. Not only did they fail to help the Palace Master, but they became a burden to us."

“Even if we don’t ask the leaders of the four great families, Qingcheng, and Emei, they all have many well-known masters. It’s really easy to choose two people from them.” Xie Xuan said in annoyance, “Although Jiang Yiwei and Yan Bugui are highly skilled in martial arts, if we fight them and both sides suffer losses, the Xianwang Mansion will be completely wiped out. By then…”

Xie Xuan's voice stopped abruptly. However, Luo Tianjin was fully aware of his worries.

The Mongols were hiding an ambush in Huashan Town with malicious intentions. If they suddenly launched an attack, there would only be a group of old and weak soldiers left in the Xianwang Mansion, and the top masters were all injured. I'm afraid they wouldn't even have a chance to break out of the siege. This would be the biggest trouble.

During the conversation, Xu Qingnian, under the urging of the people around him, opened the only two remaining paper slips in his hand in public. There was clearly a word "争" (fight) and a word "斗" (struggle) on them, and there was absolutely no suspicion of cheating.

At this moment, Yun Zhuiyue was slowly retreating to the sidelines with the help of Tang Xuan and Li Haitang.

Everyone's eyes in the audience were focused on Luo Tianjin and Jin Fuyu.

"That's it!"

Suddenly, Luo Tianjin sighed softly, staring coldly at Jin Fuyu who was standing opposite the sword-discussing arena, and said word by word: "Jin Fuyu is the culprit in Xuan'er's matter. I have long wanted to settle this account with him! Now, God has given me a chance to avenge Xuan'er. This time, it's either him or me."

At this moment, Jin Fu Yu's deep eyes were also looking directly at Luo Tianjin.

Things have come to this point, and there is no point in worrying. Jin Fuyu has completely dispelled the uneasiness in his heart. He is calm and composed, looking at Luo Tianjin, who is full of murderous intent, with a smile on his face, and his lips are slightly opened and closed, as if issuing a silent provocation to Luo Tianjin.

"Master Luo, Master Jin, it's getting late, please get started!"

As soon as this voice came out, the mood of the people watching the battle around became excited again.

Suddenly, Jin Fuyu turned his gaze towards Qin Ming and said with a gentle smile: "Palace Master Qin, can you lend me the Cripple Swordsman?"

"Master Jinwu, you don't have to be polite. Uncle Jiu has long been fed up with Luo Tianjin, a pretentious hypocrite. Today is a good opportunity to avenge the shame of the 'Shaolin Battle'!"

Before Qin Ming finished his words, Qin Tianjiu suddenly flew up, and a short knife suddenly flew out in mid-air, sweeping out an extremely fierce knife wind, which immediately blew away the gravel and sand on the sword-discussing stage, revealing potholes and scars all over the ground.

As soon as the "lame swordsman" showed up, the surrounding area suddenly became lively.

Facing the eager Qin Tianjiu, Luo Tianjin secretly said "Sure enough" in his heart, and then turned his solemn gaze to Yan Bugui and Jiang Yiwei, and asked: "Who of you is willing to fight Qin Tianjiu?"

"I'll do it!" The two of them were already eager to try and said almost in unison.

Luo Tianjin had no expression on his face, and asked again: "Who among you is absolutely sure of defeating Qin Tianjiu?"

"This……"

After these words were spoken, Jiang Yiwei and Yan Bugui's expressions darkened and they looked hesitant.

Although they are loyal to Luo Tianjin and are not afraid of life and death, if they ask themselves honestly, they are not sure they can defeat Qin Tianjiu.

After all, the "Lame Swordsman" is famous all over the world and it is not just a reputation.

"Ugh!"

Luo Tianjin and Xie Xuan looked at each other and couldn't help but let out a bitter sigh.

"How about...let me try?"

When Luo Tianjin was about to deploy his troops, a teasing voice suddenly sounded behind the disciples.

Hearing this, everyone was shocked and turned around to look. They saw Qin Ku, who looked frivolous, holding the Changkong Sword across his neck, with his hands on both ends of the sword, and walking towards Luo Tianjin leisurely.

……

(End of this chapter)