Pretty Girl’s General Guard

Three days passed quickly, and Chen Junlin didn't prepare anything. He went to the dojo empty-handed, while Chiaki had dark circles under her eyes, as if she had been practicing all night.    

    

"Why don't you have any weapons, kid?"    

    

Chen Junlin spread his arms, a puzzled expression on his face. "Does everyone have to use swords like you do?"    

    

Chiaki snorted lightly. The soft sword in her hand was as flexible as a snake as it coiled around her arm. It looked as if everything had become one.    

    

"I was already so many ranks higher than you, and now that you don't have any weapons, if word gets out, won't I be bullying you?"    

    

Chen Junlin hated people who talked too much. At this moment, he bent his waist and pulled his clothes behind him, putting on a pose.    

    

"You don't need to worry about this, because you will definitely lose today!"    

    

Chiaki had been trembling with fear these past few days, and these were all caused by the person in front of her. Today, she had to kill him and take back everything that belonged to her.    

    

"Is that so? Since that's the case, then I won't be polite!"    

    

As he spoke, he dashed out like a bolt of lightning. The soft sword on his arm was like a swimming dragon as it resisted from top to bottom. He was like a person with countless hands. Every move and move seemed to have no gaps.    

    

Chen Junlin faced his opponent's attacks without any ripples. He had once fought with the legendary expert from dark until dawn, and that battle had almost brought him back to life.    

    

Therefore, no matter how powerful an opponent he encountered from now on, his mentality would never change.    

    

Moreover, in his eyes, the opponent's invulnerability could be said to be a loophole. He was not in a hurry to reveal too many moves because he could feel the opponent's impatience.    

    

A martial artist's heart was steady, but his body was steady. Everything arose from his heart, and he was the embodiment.    

    

At this moment, Chiaki suddenly leaped up. The soft sword in her hand seemed to have a life of its own as it flew out. It looked as if it was about to firmly trap Chen Junlin.    

    

Right at this moment, Golden Silk Divine Qi emerged from his dantian. It gradually rose and wrapped around the original Thousand Lightning Guidance. Then, he let out an explosive shout.    

    

"Open!"    

    

The soft sword had already shattered before it could even get close to his body. It looked like it had been wasted.    

    

Chiaki was injured by the true qi that had just seeped out of her body. She took a dozen steps back before she finally managed to stop. This... just what kind of martial arts was this? He had never seen such tyrannical true energy before.    

    

After Chen Junlin finished comprehending the secret manual inside the bull's head, he had already reached the Grandmaster level. He automatically produced a surge of Golden God Qi from his Dantian. Every time he entered a meditative state, he would see a faint golden halo wrapped around his Dantian.    

    

After that, he started to study all night on how to combine it with his own lightning power.    

    

The thing that martial arts feared the most was people who wanted to work hard. As long as you spent time and energy, you would definitely be rewarded handsomely.    

    

It was just that every time this short-sighted divine artifact appeared, there would be more than half of it left. If you spent some more time, you would definitely be able to display other divine abilities.    

    

"Your flexible sword has already been shattered with a single strike from me. If you have any other moves, just use them."    

    

Chiaki had lived for over 30 years and had always been accompanying her Flexible Sword. Now that she didn't have her Flexible Sword, it was the same as having no chance of winning at all.    

    

A single strike was nothing more than a single strike. Why was he so powerful? Just where did he come from?    

    

Why were all the people related to him terrifyingly powerful?    

    

"You are very strong, I lost."    

    

Chen Junlin had to admit that he had not fought to his heart's content in this battle. It was not as intense as when he fought Lin Tao. It seemed that the dark ranking had not been updated for a long time.    

    

There were definitely many who took advantage of the situation like him.    

    

"I'm sorry, Observer's order. If you lose, you will have to be beaten by me. Then, you will have to take a photo."    

    

Chiaki burst into laughter. Originally, she had lost this match, but when she returned, she had already lost all her fortune. She never thought that Observer would actually hit her while she was down. He didn't even give her a shred of dignity.    

    

This reminded him of the time when the Dark Tournament had just been established. At that time, martial arts had been so cruel. But now it was completely different.    

    

The moment Chiaki fell, she could already sense that the entire Dark Tournament would be turned upside down by this person in front of her.    

    

After Chen Junlin sent the picture to her, Observer hesitated for a while before announcing that he was the new 76th.    

    

The speed at which he sighed was not as fast as Chen Junlin's record, especially Chi Lao, the chief of the Martial Alliance.    

    

When he had heard that Chen Junlin was not a martial artist and had entered the Dark Tournament, he had only gotten people to pay attention to him. But now, he had reached the 76th place in such a short period of time, so he couldn't just let it go.    

    

"Hurry up and gather all the Sect Masters. Tell them to come to my place as soon as possible."    

    

With Chi Lao's order, the Sect Masters naturally didn't dare to neglect it. Now, Chen Junlin was approaching them aggressively. The people who had entered the Dark Tournament held high positions, but they were still arrogant and looked down on everyone.    

    

However, those who had entered the Dark Ranking after the 76th place would sigh day after day. Their lives in the sect would not be as good as before.    

    

"Sect Masters, have you heard that the new outsider climbed to the 76th place all of a sudden?"    

    

When Wing Chun Sect Master Ming Zhe heard this, he immediately stood up. "That's right. I wonder how that brat managed to defeat Chiaki in one fell swoop. What a pity. If I had gone first, I definitely wouldn't have allowed him to climb so quickly!"    

    

When the people from Crane Sect heard this, they immediately stood up with a smile on their faces. "Mingzhe, you were completely defeated by Chiaki earlier. Now that that that brat defeated Chiaki with a single strike, what right do you have to attack first?"    

    

Sect Master He had grasped Mingzhe's weak spot with every word he said, causing his opponent's face to turn red.    

    

What right do you have to say that to me? Your Crane Sect has declined, and an outsider has entered the Dark Tournament. That Chen Junlin pushed him out the moment he entered the Dark Tournament. I heard that he still wants to snatch it back? "I'm afraid he can't do it now, right?"    

    

Wing Chun and Crane Fist had never been on good terms with each other. Chi Lao didn't want to hear them continue to fight each other, so he coughed lightly.    

    

"Alright, Sect Masters, please sit down first. Allow this old man to say a few words."    

    

Ming Zhe and Sect Master He exchanged a glance, then nodded subconsciously and returned to their seats.    

    

"Sect Masters, this Dark Ranking was originally our Martial Path ranking. Now that Observer has allowed an outsider to enter, it's not like we don't have enough people in our Martial Path. It's just that he doesn't know his way of doing things, and he doesn't know where he came from. It's hard to guarantee that he won't become a threat to our Martial Path in the future, just like Tang Ming back then."    

    

When everyone heard Tang Ming's name, their faces darkened immediately. Everyone knew that Tang Ming had betrayed the martial path and was expelled from the sect.    

    

However, that was only on the surface. As for the truth, who would dare to say it?