Martial Arts: Starting from a Seemingly Real System

Just when Chu Tianfeng and Liu Xinyue were about to worship heaven and earth, a deep voice came from a very far distance, and the sound waves echoed throughout Huashan.

"Shao Lin Qiao Rui, please meet Liu Xin Yue!"

"What a powerful inner force!"

The sword energy rushed to the sky hall, and everyone's heart was shocked. Some were shocked by the profound inner strength of the owner of the voice, some were surprised at this person's unreasonable boldness, and some people's hearts were beating wildly, just because of this name, "Qiao Rui, you are finally here!"

"Shaolin Qiao Rui, please meet Liu Xinyue!"

The second time the voice came, it exploded above the Jianqi Chongxiao Hall like a bolt from the blue, making people's eardrums hurt, as if the person who spoke was very close.

A figure was running at high speed on the dangerous road of Mount Huashan, as fast as a meteor chasing the moon. Soon he reached the platform square, and in the blink of an eye, he had entered the Jianqi Chongxiao Hall.

"Xin Yue, so you really are in Huashan. It was so hard for me to find you!" The person who came was Qiao Rui. He looked around and saw that the bride was still in the lobby, and it seemed that the wedding had not been completed yet. He couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that it was not too late after all.

When Liu Xinyue heard this haunting voice, her body trembled violently. She lifted up the red veil and stared at the man in front of her in a daze. For a moment, her heart was filled with emotions and she was speechless.

His clothes were disheveled and he was covered in dust, there was a faint smoke coming out of his head, his face was flushed and his whole body was hot. It must be because his skills had been pushed to the limit and he was running at full speed.

Is he anxious? Is he nervous about me?

Suddenly I remembered the poem that Zhao Lingying had just recited: The candlelight shines in the bridal chamber all night, and the beloved one becomes another’s wife. My longing for you is like madness, and my heart is like ashes. To whom can I tell my sorrow for you?

Liu Xinyue looked at Qiao Rui's haggard and embarrassed appearance, and her heart was in turmoil. All the memories of the past came to her mind again. She couldn't help but feel emotional. Two lines of tears silently slid down her charming face. She was sad, resentful, and aggrieved. All the emotions were transformed into one sentence with crystal tears, "What else do you want me to do?"

"Silly girl, I'm worried about you!" Qiao Rui said softly. Looking at the delicate face in front of him with tears in her eyes, he felt a dull pain in his heart. The saddest thing in the world is a gentle and quiet woman pretending to be relaxed and bold, while the most pitiful thing is the sad expression of a cheerful and lively woman, just like Liu Xinyue at this moment. He couldn't help but step forward to hold Liu Xinyue's shoulders and gently wipe away the tears from her face.

"What are you doing?" A loud shout interrupted the two people who were immersed in their own world.

Chu Tianfeng saw Qiao Rui making advances towards his bride as soon as he arrived. He felt so embarrassed to see him doing this in front of all the heroes in the world. He was furious and didn't care about Qiao Rui's identity. He made claws with his hands and attacked fiercely.

Ling Yun also raised his eyebrows and wanted to teach this man a lesson, but when he saw Chu Tianfeng had already made a move, he stopped. He had lost the qualifications to protect the bride.

When Qiao Rui saw Chu Tianfeng suddenly attack, he felt a little impatient and quickly let go of Liu Xinyue. He instantly used all his strength to strike out with a palm. He was too lazy to fight any more and decided to win directly with his strength.

The power of the No Regrets Subduing Dragon Palm was so fierce, domineering and powerful that the force that burst out instantly pushed Chu Tianfeng back several steps, just to the side of the Shaolin seat.

Qiao Rui forced Chu Tianfeng back with a palm, then gave Wu Chen an apologetic smile. Wu Chen nodded with great satisfaction. His junior brother's skills had improved again. He was truly gifted and it was cause for celebration.

Chu Tianfeng's face was filled with shock. He had never expected that in just a month's time, Qiao Rui's internal strength had increased so quickly. Last time in Shaolin, their skills seemed to be on par with each other, but this time when they met, he was far better than himself. It was truly terrifying.

"Don't be rude!" Master Wu Chen behind him patted Chu Tianfeng on the shoulder gently, stopping his urge to move forward again.

"Qiao Rui, you thief, deserve to die!"

At this moment, another loud shout was heard, and Jia Renyi, the Eight-Bag Elder of the Beggar Gang, suddenly jumped up from his chair and slapped the air.

In an instant, wind and thunder appeared and powerful energy spread everywhere.

"Ah, be careful!"

"Qiao Rui, be careful!"

A few screams were heard, and Qiao Rui reacted extremely quickly. He slightly moved his body, drew a circle with his hands, and suddenly pushed out with a palm.

"No regrets in descending the dragon!"

With a deafening bang, the two men retreated a few steps each, and violent air waves shot out in all directions. If the leaders of each faction had not stepped in to resolve the aftermath, the scene would have been a mess.

Jia Renyi's eyes were grim and filled with extreme shock. At the last Shushan Ceremony, this Qiao Rui seemed to have just entered the first-class level, but now he was almost on par with himself. In just one year, he had improved from the early first-class level to the late first-class level, catching up with the top masters. Such a genius was rare in the world. If he could not kill him today and allowed him to continue to grow, he would become a great threat in the future.

"You old thief, you are so shameless!" Qiao Rui was furious when he saw Jia Renyi blatantly attacking him regardless of his status. The last time Pengli Ze was attacked, according to the subsequent investigation by the Qingtian Guards, it was the Beggar Gang that was behind it. After failing to attack Pengli Ze, the Beggar Gang asked the Four Heavenly Kings to rob and kill him halfway. This has happened again and again, it is really hateful.

Jia Renyi was not ashamed of his sneak attack. Instead, he pointed at Qiao Rui angrily and said, "A few days ago, you teamed up with Zhuo Yifei and other four bandits to kill three of the Five Elements Deacons of my Beggars' Sect. This blood debt must be paid with blood. No one can save you today!"

What? Qiao Rui and the Four Heavenly Kings killed three Beggars' Sect Five Elements Deacons? The heroes were shocked and took a deep breath. How could Qiao Rui be so capable?

The five-element stewards of the Beggars' Sect are all first-class or quasi-first-class masters. When they join forces, their combat power is extraordinary, and they can fight against top masters. Qiao Rui was just a beginner in Shushan. Looking at his performance today, could he have become a top master? How long has it been since then?

This speed of improvement, this aptitude and talent, are truly terrifying.

Horror!

"Hahahaha, the Beggars' Sect is so arrogant. They want to kill Qiao Rui, but have you asked me, the Four Heavenly Kings?"

While everyone was shocked, several people came in from outside the hall and walked up to Qiao Rui. They were the Four Heavenly Kings, including Zhuo Yifei, who were one step behind Qiao Rui.

"Hey, you guys came just in time, just in time to catch them all." Jia Renyi grinned. If you don't leave heaven, hell will have no door to you. He waved his hand, "Go, take them down for me!"

Upon hearing this, all the Beggars' Sect disciples immediately surrounded Qiao Rui and his five companions. Before going to Mount Hua, Jia Renyi had already received news that the Beggars' Sect had failed in their hunt for Zhuo Yifei and three of the Five Elements Deacons had been killed. The headquarters had sent a message asking him to urgently summon the elite masters from the nearby branches, telling them that if they met Qiao Rui, Zhuo Yifei and the others on Mount Hua, they would be killed without mercy.

Therefore, the disciples he brought to Huashan this time were all those with more than five bags, and there were even deacons with six or seven bags. The lowest level of skill was in the late second rate, and the others were all first rate. The lineup was luxurious and full of confidence.

"You're relying on your numbers, eh? I just want to kill them to my heart's content." Zhuo Yifei sneered, hung the wine gourd back on his waist, and got ready to kill.

"Hehe, so what if I bully you because you are outnumbered? You will not escape death today no matter what." Jia Renyi's eyes were fierce. He was determined to kill these people at this moment to vent his hatred.

"Do you really dare to attack me? I am a disciple of Shaolin." Qiao Rui said jokingly, looking at Jia Renyi coldly, as if he didn't care about the large number of people in the Beggar Gang.

“Hmph, you are nothing but an ordinary Shaolin lay disciple, yet you have killed important figures of my Beggars' Sect many times. You are guilty of numerous crimes. Such a scum of the martial arts world will be executed today. I am sure Shaolin will have nothing to say!” While speaking, Jia Renyi glanced at Shaolin Master Wuchen, and seeing that the fat monk was still smiling and didn't express anything, he became more confident and showed his all to the whole audience.

Twenty people against five, the strength of the two sides is very different, the situation is precarious and critical!