Quick Transmigration: Even Extras Want to Be Leading Actresses

Chapter 122 A Martial Arts Transmigration Story (3)

Everyone might call the emperor a dog, but when the officials actually come, they still have to give him some face.

Although the government was controlled by major sects, there were no more than three major sects present who did not take the government seriously.

Since they remained silent, the remaining sects naturally dared not act rashly, and the elders who organized the competition were very polite.

"The duel has been going on for several days, and it seems the outcome is about to be decided, but a slight mishap has occurred..."

“I think this guy is dead too, so let’s continue,” Shi Qi interrupted the elder.

He had just demonstrated his superb archery skills, and with the Imperial Guards following behind him, his words now carried weight.

It took a while for everyone to remember which stage the competition had reached.

Feng Lin wanted to avenge Jiang Xinyue, so he challenged Lin Wei.

Previously, most people had only heard of the Mad Blade Sect.

Gu Shijiu's move just now caught everyone off guard.

This person's skill seems to be beyond imagination; even lightning couldn't kill her.

Then her senior brother must be even more formidable.

For a moment, everyone looked at Lin Wei with a strange expression.

Feng Lin forced himself to stand up and tried to fight, but he coughed up blood again as soon as he stood up and was too weak to fight anymore.

Lin Wei stood on the stage, somewhat at a loss, as he couldn't very well make a move against someone who was constantly spitting blood.

Shi Qi temporarily took on the role of host: "Feng Lin versus Lin Wei, Lin Wei wins."

Lin Wei stood on the stage, somewhat bewildered.

Those present couldn't disagree; Feng Lin had indeed lost his fighting ability.

Almost no one had ever seen Lin Wei make a move. Some people seemed to be trying to take advantage of the situation, so they jumped onto the stage, clasped their hands, and asked to fight.

The man was wielding a long spear, which he charged straight at Lin Wei's face, but Lin Wei, who was holding a broadsword, cut the weapon in half at a tricky angle.

Shi Qi looked at the knife and felt a sense of familiarity. He turned to Gu Shijiu and asked, "Did you have this knife custom-made?"

Gu Shijiu was deeply impressed by the other person's good taste: "Isn't it beautiful?"

Compared to the dull, gray ironware in the hands of others, Lin Wei's knife not only had intricate patterns engraved on its scabbard, but also had several blood-red gemstones inlaid on its blade.

As the two were talking, Lin Wei slashed one of them, and blood flowed down the blade, slicing across the gemstone.

The already vibrant red gemstone appeared even more eerie.

Many people whispered among themselves, speculating whether the gemstone was stained with human blood.

A new rumor was born right under Gu Shijiu's nose.

Lin Wei defeated several people in a row, but he always used the same move, which made some people very uncomfortable.

"Young man, what's wrong? With so many people on the field, you can't even use your second move?"

Lin Wei was too embarrassed to admit that this was the only move he knew, and he couldn't come up with a lie, so he could only nod and say, "I only use one move."

These words made even more people uneasy.

With so many famous martial arts figures present, this person still dared to utter such arrogant words; it was simply too outrageous.

Now, not only young people are taking the stage, but even many middle-aged people can't help but offer their advice.

Next up is a disciple of the Overlord Blade Sect.

Actually, Lin Wei's knife was forged within their sect.

The members of the Overlord Blade Sect carried long swords that gleamed with a cold light. Their swordsmanship was fierce and domineering, and each swing of their swords was accompanied by a whooshing sound.

His attack speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the tip of his blade was right in front of Lin Wei.

However, Lin Wei was faster, slicing the longsword in two at an unusual angle.

The broken blade fell to the ground, making a clanging sound.

Lin Wei glanced at Gu Shijiu instinctively, afraid that the sound would upset her.

Fortunately, Gu Shijiu was either far away, had taken medication, or simply didn't find the sound unpleasant, so she hadn't yet developed symptoms.

Lin Wei's strike was so fast that only about ten people on the field could see it clearly.

It is precisely because it is so clear that it is all the more shocking.

These people still remember Lin Zhentian's Mad Blade, which can barely be considered a mid-level secret technique.

Unexpectedly, in Lin Wei's hands, a starting stance could have such power.

Even if Lin Zhentian himself were still alive, he probably wouldn't have imagined that Lin Wei had actually practiced the first move for over twenty years.

Because he always felt that the power was not enough and he had not reached the peak of his skill, he never tried to continue practicing.

He has now mastered this move to its fullest potential.

Compared to those so-called grandmasters, all he lacks is decades of internal cultivation.

Truly powerful figures would not run for the position of martial arts alliance leader.

Currently, Lin Wei is both fighting against others and accumulating experience.

In the past, he had always been cutting down trees and at most hunting wild game. The worst fight he ever had was when Lei Ming beat him half to death.

However, he has the advantage in the current duel.

Because in ring matches, people don't fight to the death; it's mostly just a battle of moves.

In this way, Lin Wei's internal strength deficiency was concealed.

At this moment, he carefully sensed each opponent's attack and kept responding.

Gradually, he found that he seemed to have gained some enlightenment regarding martial arts.

After seeing so many martial arts moves and fighting against so many people, Lin Wei felt that the bottleneck that had been troubling him was slowly loosening.

To the others on the field, it seemed that Lin Wei was getting stronger and stronger as the battle progressed, with his moves becoming more fluid and his attacks smoother.

He even showed signs of becoming a grandmaster.

The Xuanzhen Sect leader nodded as he looked at the boy: "Given time, this boy will surely achieve great things."

Feng Lin, standing behind the sect leader, felt a little embarrassed.

Only today did he realize what it means to be outmatched by others and to be surrounded by higher mountains.

Unlike his triumphant victory as the leader of the martial arts alliance in the storyline, which made him even more spirited, Feng Lin had just suffered the biggest defeat of his life at this time.

My state of mind seems to have changed.

It turns out that the martial arts world is far from what I imagined; even an obscure little sect has such a master.

A burning fighting spirit ignited in Feng Lin's heart; he was determined to work even harder in the future and reach the peak as soon as possible.

Lin Wei remained standing steadily on the stage until the end of the competition.

Jiang Xinyue felt extremely regretful as she looked at Lin Wei, who was surrounded by people praising him.

She always felt that she should be the one to be with him.

I should have known better than to offend those two senior and junior siblings. Who would have thought Lin Wei would have such great abilities?

And then there's Lin Yu, who seems to be very familiar with that high-ranking official.

Jiang Xinyue found the smiles on Shi Qi and Gu Shijiu's faces as they spoke to each other rather irritating.

Lin Yu's appearance was only average, he was tall and had dark skin, how could he be worthy of chatting and laughing with someone like that?

Jiang Xinyue ignored the disheveled Feng Lin and squeezed into the crowd to try to talk to Shi Qi, who was surrounded.

"You've worked hard, my lord." Jiang Xinyue tilted her head back, slightly turning it to the left, revealing her more beautiful right side.

Shi Qi had been smiling the whole time: "You've worked hard too."

"No, no, no, I run a restaurant. If you would do me the honor, you are welcome to try it."

Jiang Xinyue tried her best to act like a generous boss treating everyone to a meal.

Gu Shijiu immediately grabbed Shi Qi's sleeve: "It's delicious."

Shi Qi understood: "Then I shall respectfully comply."