My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences

Hu!

The six dojo masters put away their oil-paper umbrellas and sat in the small pavilion.

Bai Bashan looked at the crowd and said, "Since everyone is here, I'll tell you why I've gathered you all here. Lord Hu must have offered such a high price to boost his eldest son's reputation. I don't think anyone has any objections to this."

The rest of the people didn't speak.

Bai Bashan continued, "If we let Lord Hu's son get first place, we won't get anything out of it. Instead, we will be a stepping stone for his son.

"However, if any of the eight great martial arts centers were to take it down... It can suppress the city lord's mansion's momentum, and on the other hand, it can also benefit all the families."

Sun Yuanshan glanced at the expressions of the other heads around him. They were all calm and composed.

He immediately had a bad feeling.

Bai Bashan continued to speak, "We can let the person with the most hope among the eight stay until the end in his best condition. Then, the top one will share some of the benefits with the other dojos.

"Reihom from the Thunderbolt Dojo has been number one on the eight martial roll for two years. Only Hu Jingshan, who hasn't made a move yet, has a chance in the fight for first place."

Bai Bashan's voice grew louder and louder. "Everyone, go easy on Reihom and then exhaust Hu Jingshan with all your might. Then, this beast will be ours for the taking."

"I think this is a good suggestion." Bao Ziyan chuckled and spoke first.

"I also think it's possible," Qing Yunhe also spoke.

Sun Yuanshan looked at the expressions of the others and sneered. "After the first place is confirmed, don't the other seven still have to guard their positions according to the ranking? How do we split it?"

"Wouldn't it be just right to follow the eight martial roll?" The man with the knife grinned.

"I also think it's reasonable." The master of the Six Harmonies Dojo also spoke.

Sun Yuanshan continued to sneer. "I see that you all have a tacit understanding. You must have colluded long ago to give the title to Reihom."

If this were the case, the Changshan Dojo would be the last one. They could only guard the most dangerous places. More importantly, wouldn't Qin Huai, that kid, miss out on that great opportunity?

"I don't accept this proposal!" Sun Yuanshan was slightly angry. "The first place should be decided by our own abilities. Just as that brat Hu Jingshan said, it belongs to whoever it should belong to!"

"Master Sun, you have to consider the big picture," Qing Yunhe leisurely advised.

"Senior Sun, if this is successful, I'll give you 20% of the mining rights for the White Ore mine for the next two years," Bai Bashan spoke again.

Bao Ziyan struck while the iron was hot. "Besides, those two disciples of yours… One is Qi Yangbing, who has been ranked tenth all year round. The other is Qin Huai, who has a little talent but is only in the third refinement realm. There is no hope for them to compete for the first place."

"According to the grand martial competition's rules, whether or not we can compete, it won't be long before we reach the end, is that clear? There's no need to go through all these twists and turns. We'll see who's stronger and who's weaker in the arena!" Sun Yuanshan said firmly, not giving in an inch.

For Qin Huai, this invitation from the top martial arts school in Lingjiang county was the only chance he had in his life.

His qi and blood were mottled, and he cultivated many things. His root bone and aptitude were also a mess.

It was only because he had a good affinity with the long breath technique that he was so outstanding.

Once he left the long breath technique, he would need to find a cultivation technique with good compatibility. It was as difficult as ascending to heaven to re-cultivate a martial art or a martial transformation art.

If Qin Huai missed this opportunity, there was a high chance that his progress would stop here. That was why no matter what, he wouldn't trade Qin Huai's future for a temporary benefit.

"You really don't agree?" Bai Bashan squinted his eyes.

"Give me two days to think about it..." Sun Yuanshan looked around, got up, and cupped his fists. "I'll take my leave first! I'll give you an answer in two days."

Without any hesitation, he turned around and left.

BOOM!

Behind him, a gust of wind suddenly rose.

Sun Yuanshan's long robe was bulging, and his hair was dancing in the wind.

He suddenly turned around, and the electric arcs in his pupils suddenly enlarged. His fist was wrapped in a sharp blade-like fist.

The rainbow-piercing vigor!

Sun Yuanshan did not show any mercy. The six white dragons poured out, and the wind was like a cannon.

Bang! Bang!

The two exchanged a punch.

Sun Yuanshan waved his hand and sprayed a handful of poisonous mist. However, the heavens were not kind, and most of the poisonous fog sank into the soil in an instant.

As he waved his hand and stopped, the ball-like Bao Ziyan came from the side.

The man with the knife followed closely behind with a sinister smile. "Master Sun, if you don't agree today, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave!"

The Three Tassels Spear Dojo's masters also attacked from the right. The saber was like a fierce tiger, and the spear was like a swift snake!

The beast bared its fangs and roared in the rain.

"Qi bell!" Sun Yuanshan frowned, and a clear white mist suddenly rose around him. The blades and spears were like fog, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and had no reaction.

"Crushing fist!" Bao Ziyan laughed maliciously, and his punch didn't have any fluctuations.

But when it hit the qi bell, it tore the white mist apart. At the same time, the saber and the spear struck together!

Sun Yuanshan grunted. A touch of red fell from the corner of his mouth, but it disappeared in the storm.

Sun Yuanshan's expression turned ugly. He did not expect that Bai Bashan would really dare to attack.

The other six dojo masters followed closely behind… They wanted to take the opportunity to kill him and split the share of the Changshan Dojo!

Sun Yuanshan was running wildly in the rain as the seven dojo masters of Pingnan City were hot on his heels.

"Master Bai, I think your suggestion is good. I agree!" Sun Yuanshan roared.

"Hahaha! Sun Yuanshan, do you think we'll still believe you?" Bai Bashan laughed out loud. "The heavens are doing you a favor today. You can't even use your poison techniques, and your combat strength has been greatly reduced.

"You've seen enough scenery at the peak of Pingnan City. It's time to go to the netherworld."

Pa!

A pool of liquid mixed with the rain fell on his face, but Bai Bashan didn't care.

However, the next moment, the other people's curses rang out in the forest.

"This old man poisoned the rain?!"

"I'm afraid it's poison..."

"Damn it..."

"Hahaha! Little brats, you're still far from being able to scheme against this old man!" Sun Yuanshan laughed out loud. "I've known this for so many years. How could I not consider a rainy day?"

Bai Bashan's face also started to burn. It was a physiological heat. The terrifying burning sensation forced him to activate his qi and blood to offset it.

"Everyone, if you continue to cower, you're really going to let this old brat escape. At that time, he will join forces with the city lord's mansion, and our plan will not be easy to carry out!" Bai Bashan roared.

Qing Yunhe, the master of the Crane Dojo, accelerated instantly and caught up with Sun Yuanshan in a few breaths. "Master Sun, please stay."

The two exchanged a few palm strikes, but there was no injury.

As he spoke, a long spear flew through the air behind him and instantly pierced Sun Yuanshan's shoulder.

The other dojo masters had already caught up...

…

Deep in the mountains, dark clouds and heavy rain were gathering.

Sun Yuanshan's body was already stained red with blood, and his robe was also wet from the rain.

In front of him…

He could already vaguely see the shape of the Changshan Dojo, but a single step was like a hundred thousand miles.

Wipe, wipe, wipe...

Behind him, the seven top experts were still following.

"Guys, why don't we take this opportunity to destroy the Changshan Dojo?"

"Sure. The seven of us are enough."

Bao Ziyan had already discussed the matter of the extermination of the Changshan Dojo.

It was not easy for them to chase after Sun Yuanshan, and they had many wounds all over their bodies. Half of it was poisonous liquid, and the other half was the forbidden technique, rising dragon's wound.

They knew that Sun Yuanshan had always been strong, but they didn't expect this old man to be even stronger than he was a few years ago!

He was fighting against seven top-tier experts by himself. It was terrifying!

But this also strengthened their determination to kill Sun Yuanshan.

"I'm afraid you're all thinking too much if you want to destroy my dojo." Sun Yuanshan turned around and looked at the seven masters coldly. "Take a guess, how many of you can I kill before I die?"

Sun Yuanshan frowned and looked at them coldly. For a moment, it made people forget that he was covered in wounds.

He knew that today would probably be his last battle, like an arrow at the end of its flight.

"Go to hell…" Before Bai Bashan finished his words, the ground suddenly shook.

"The sound of horse hooves..."

In the blink of an eye, the group of cavalry appeared in everyone's sight.

As for the leader, his hair was tied up, and he was dressed in a white robe. All in all, he cut a fine figure.

"Master, sorry I'm late!"