Invincible Uncle-Grandmaster
/ Invincible Uncle-Grandmaster Chapter 42
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“So handsome!”
“I heard Uncle-Grandmaster is a Heaven Stage expert.”
“By the way, didn't you say Uncle-Grandmaster was going to marry the holy maiden of the Thunder Breeze Sect?”
“Tch, Elder Zhang and Elder Wu have already refuted the rumors. How could Uncle-Grandmaster fall for some holy maiden?”
“This is great! I want to bear children for Uncle-Grandmaster!”
“…”
Everyone was talking at once, their faces full of excitement. They wished they could rush up to Qin Jue and ask for his autograph.
These people who were speaking were basically the new disciples who had experienced the incident in the Black Forest. Therefore, they were all very excited. Even Luo Weiwei, who was standing in the corner, revealed a smile. It was as if Qin Jue's entrance had made the clouds suddenly disperse, making them look extremely stunning.
As for the disciples a few years older, they didn't have any impression of Qin Jue. They only knew that he was an Uncle-Grandmaster in his teens, but they didn't know what he looked like. But now that they saw Qin Jue, they also screamed one after another:
“Is this Uncle-Grandmaster? Heavens, he's like an immortal.”
“No wonder he was accepted as a disciple by the previous sect master. Even his footsteps are extraordinary.”
“He looks so handsome when he's drinking.”
“Heavens, he's looking at me. Ah, I'm dead!”
“…”
Although Qin Jue didn't do anything, his temperament had already convinced people to fall for him. Perhaps this was the trouble that came with being handsome.
For a moment, the focus of the entire hall was on Qin Jue. Even the many elders sitting on the high platform didn't expect that Qin Jue, who never participated in any activities, would actually appear here. This was also why Bai Ye was so surprised.
Just as everyone was in a daze, Qin Jue had already walked to the side of the tall platform. They saw him jump up before landing gracefully on the seat between Bai Ye and the First Elder.
Then Qin Jue seemed to remember something. Suddenly, he raised his hand and waved it, setting up an invisible barrier between him and Bai Ye to prevent Bai Ye from suddenly emitting his “spirit qi.”
“…”
Taking a deep breath, Bai Ye could only pretend that he did not see anything and continued, “I hereby announce that the Mountain Gate Tournament has officially begun!”
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone reacted, and the referee hurriedly shouted the names of the disciples who participated in the first round.
“Arena No. 1, Fang Yan, Chen Yang.”
“Arena No. 2, Luo Zicheng, Huang Tao.”
“Arena No. 3…”
Qin Jue wasn't interested in this and continued to drink his spirit wine. He had only come to see Luo Weiwei anyway. The so-called Mountain Gate Tournament was basically no different from a fight between insignificant ants in his eyes.
However, when Qin Jue heard the names of the two disciples fighting in arena four, he was suddenly stunned.
“Arena number four, Ye Liangchen, Zhao Hao.”
“Disciples with the above names, please enter the arena quickly.”
Qin Jue: “???”
Ye Liangchen, Zhao Hao (Zhao Ritian)?
Why did the name sound so familiar?
What made Qin Jue even more speechless was that when the referee announced Ye Liangchen's name, waves of ridicule immediately sounded from the crowd below.
“Hehe, that trash, Ye Liangchen, actually dared to participate in the Mountain Gate Tournament. He's truly courting his own humiliation.”
“After joining the Xuanyi Mountain Sect for three years, he has remained at the early-phase Yellow Stage. This is simply the shame of the Xuanyi Mountain Sect.”
“In comparison, Zhao Hao is at the late-phase Yellow Stage, and he loves to torture his opponents. Looks like Ye Liangchen is going to be in trouble.”
“Hmph, the mentor should have expelled him long ago.”
“At least we can be assured that we won't be ranked at the bottom with him in the tournament.”
“…”
It was obvious that no one thought highly of Ye Liangchen. They felt that he would definitely be beaten up by Zhao Yao.
Qin Jue's interest immediately soared. Wasn't this the typical plot of an undermined main character?
In that case, wouldn't this so-called “main character”‘ later show off his might, shock everyone, and then win everyone's hearts and walk to the peak of life?
Thinking of this, Qin Jue immediately sat up straight and watched with interest.
“I can't believe I got to see you in the first round. What luck.”
On stage four, Zhao Hao rubbed his fists and grinned.
Relying on his late-phase Yellow Stage strength, he was able to squeeze into the top hundred among disciples under the age of 25. Facing the early-phase Yellow Stage Ye Liangchen was equivalent to automatically advancing to the second round, so how could Zhao Hao not be happy?
“We still don't know who will win.”
Ye Liangchen sneered.
This was a skinny youth with an ordinary appearance. His gaze was firm, as if flames were burning in his eyes. From the beginning to the end, he had a calm and composed appearance, as if he did not put Zhao Hao in his eyes at all.
“Don't worry, I won't be so anxious to win. I'll beat you until you kneel and beg for mercy.”
Zhao Hao licked his lips and said cruelly.
“Idiot, this is the sect tournament. Whoever loses only needs to surrender. Do you think this is a life and death battle?”
Ye Liangchen mocked. If not for the rules that forbade Zhao Hao from killing the idiot, he would have killed him long ago.
Hearing this, Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment before he said angrily, “Cut the crap, take this!”
Before Zhao Hao finished his sentence, he used his palm to slash at Ye Liangchen's head. His strength was enough to shatter the stone tablet!
Faced with Zhao Hao's ferocious palm strike, Ye Liangchen was expressionless. His body tilted slightly, and he immediately raised his arm to punch Zhao Hao in the chest!
Bang!
Zhao Hao felt his vision blur for a moment before he flew out of the ring like a kite with a broken string. He fell to the ground and fainted.
There was dead silence!
Everyone widened their eyes in disbelief and were dumbfounded. This was especially true for those who knew Ye Liangchen well. They even thought that they were hallucinating.
“Arena No. 4, winner – Ye Liangchen.”
The referee announced.
Hua!
“How could this be possible? Did I see wrongly? Ye Liangchen actually defeated Zhao Hao?”
“And he only used one punch!”
“Then does this mean he has already stepped into the peak of the Yellow Stage?”
“Could it be that Ye Liangchen has been hiding his strength all along?”
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible! It must be fake… Ow! Why did you pinch me?”
“Did it hurt?”
“Of course!”
“That's good. Then you're not dreaming.”
“…”
Because Ye Liangchen had revealed strength that could be said to be capable of sweeping through all enemies, everyone's attitude towards him had obviously changed. After all, Ye Liangchen was only 20 years old. If he had really stepped into the peak of the Yellow Stage, then it was very likely that he would be able to advance to the Profound Stage before the age of 25. In the eyes of these ordinary disciples, the Profound Stage was already an extremely formidable existence.
Even the elders on the high platform nodded slightly with expressions of admiration.
“Hmph, a bunch of trash.”
Ye Liangchen felt disdain in his heart. He inadvertently glanced at the young girl standing in the corner from the corner of his eyes, and he was rather disappointed when he saw that the young girl didn't even look over.
“Interesting. Looks like this guy might actually be the ‘main character'.”
On the other side, Qin Jue couldn't help but laugh.
At the moment, Ye Liangchen's experience was basically similar to those undermined main characters. It would be even more perfect if there was an old grandpa character.
Soon, the outcome of the other three stages was decided. The referee called out another eight disciples and continued with the tournament.
There were more than five hundred disciples participating in the sect tournament. However, the first round went by very fast, and half of the participants were quickly eliminated. Especially those new disciples who had just joined the Xuanyi Mountain Sect this year, they were basically unable to fight back.
“Arena No. 1, Wang Chen, Luo Weiwei!”
Finally, it was the girl's turn!
Chapter end
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