Qinchuan simply did not want to go and provoke emotional debts.
But sometimes, life was very strange. The more you did not care about something and did not want to fight for it, it was easier to get it instead. If you fought to the death, in the end, it would be for naught instead.
White Light looked at Qinchuan and repeatedly said it was a pity, a pity.
"White Light, didn't you say that Ruochen was looking at you?" Fatty said with a smile.
White Light coughed twice and looked at Fatty, "You better not talk anymore."
It was two against two on the stage right now.
The battle was free, as long as it was agreed beforehand. Every participant would be registered. The battle results would all be recorded. After a round, if there was no one else participating, then these people would constantly spar with each other. In the end, the strongest would be chosen.
Qinchuan did not recognize the few people up there, but those who could participate in the battle were all very powerful. After all, in Divine Dragon Sect, existences below Half-Sage strength were very, very few. Divine Dragon Sect was a super large sect. Qinchuan and these people were genuine Divine Dragon Sect disciples. Hence, the strength assessment was very strict.
Although the few people up there had decent strength, it was a pity that he did not find any highlights after watching for a while, so he might as well not look anymore.
Unknowingly, the morning passed.
There was a two-hour rest period in the afternoon.
Some people did not leave and directly took out the prepared water and food here. Most of them sat on the ground in groups, chatting about everything under the sun. It was very lively.
Qinchuan was preparing to return to the small courtyard. It was not far anyway. Moreover, two hours was a very long time. He could go back to eat something and have a good rest.
Fatty and White Light also followed Qinchuan back.
The two rubbed their hands and clicked their tongues, looking like they were here to freeload a meal.
Towards friends, Qinchuan was very not stingy.
These two people were Qinchuan's friends.
After making a few dishes and a jar of wine, the three people sat in the courtyard, drinking and chatting, incomparably contented.
"Big Brother, I still don't understand. Why don't you like Ming Ruochen?" White Light looked at Qinchuan and asked in a daze.
Qinchuan looked at White Light: "You like her a lot?"
White Light nodded his head, then shook his head. "Big Brother, liking Ming Ruochen is too normal. But I know that practically 99% of the people also simply like her. It's as if they've seen the most beautiful scenery. They won't have any thoughts about her at all. She's like the bright moon in the sky, visible but unreachable."
"Actually, secretly liking someone is also happy."
"Yeah, this is actually a form of self-consolation that I can't get." Fatty smiled.
"Fatty, do you like Ming Ruochen?" White Light asked.
"I don't like women," the fatty said calmly.
The white light trembled.
"I don't like men either," Fatty said while eating.
"I like it!" Fatty chuckled.
Qinchuan also smiled. Fatty was actually the happiest person. He had a good attitude and would never think about complicated things. It was as if everything was going with the flow and he never deliberately pursued anything.
The afternoon competition began.
"Big Bro, aren't you going on stage?" Fatty asked.
Qinchuan smiled. "There's no rush. I'll see how it goes!"
For this competition, Qinchuan naturally had to fight for it. After all, the resources were still quite good. It was just that he had confidence in a battle between young people.
…
"Qinchuan, I want to challenge you!"
An hour later, a man stood on the martial stage and shouted at Qinchuan.
Qinchuan was not surprised. Although he did not know this man, he knew that he was from the Ming family. Back then, he had embarrassed Young Master Ming. Many people in the Ming family had opinions about him, so many people were waiting for an opportunity to teach him a lesson.
In such a situation, being challenged could not be refused. There were only two choices: accept or admit defeat.
If he admitted defeat, he would no longer have the qualifications to go on stage in the Martial Arts Tournament of the Nine Academies.
So Qinchuan walked up.
"My name is Ming Ye," the man said.
"Let's begin!" Qinchuan said.
"Hmph, you don't know etiquette." The man seemed to be very angry.
"You're a man, why do you have so much nonsense?" Qinchuan said with a frown.
"You have guts. Let's begin!" Ming Ye's expression was very ugly as he gritted his teeth and said.
Qinchuan did not have a good impression of the Ming family, so he naturally spoke impolitely.
Qinchuan moved. He held the Forging God Sword Hammer in his hand and directly smashed over violently.
Golden God Eye!
Just as the two were about to make contact, he directly struck out with the Golden Dragon Vine.
The position was profound and the speed was almost instantaneous. It just happened to bind Ming Ye.
The battle could be said to be over.
Ming Ye was still struggling. With a thought from Qinchuan, he made the other party quiet down and quickly shouted, "I admit defeat."
Ming Ye lost in one move!
Qinchuan's Golden Dragon Vine was really too strong. As long as he used it, he could easily end the battle.
"This person is so strong." Someone exclaimed.
"Of course. Even White Light has to call him big brother. How can he not be strong?"
White Light's reputation was very big now. Because Qinchuan rejected Ming Ruochen, his reputation was also not small. Now, many people knew this Qinchuan person.
"Ming Ruochen wanted to find him to discuss array formations, but was rejected by him."
"So the one who rejected Ming Ruochen was him. Why do I suddenly feel that this person is so handsome?"
…
Qinchuan did not look at Ming Ye and directly walked down the martial stage.
And some people not far away were shocked in their hearts, such as Luo Han, Cang Hetu, Xia Qingfeng, and the others.
They were the best of the Divine Dragon Sect's young generation. Perhaps the appearance of Qinchuan and White Light could reshuffle the young generation's powerhouses.
Luo Han's expression was very ugly. This time, he needed the reward for first place. Back then, they also stated their conditions. Not only did he not agree, he even told them to scram. In the end, they fought, but he could not even beat one of them. Although he did not lose, he did not win either.
Qinchuan's performance made many people excited.
And Ming Ruochen looked at Qinchuan from afar.
Standing beside her, a beautiful woman said with a smile: "What? Like him? "
Ming Ruochen shook her head: "No, I just feel that this person is very mysterious, different from others."
"Curious?" The woman asked with a smile.
"A little!"
"Being curious about a man is the beginning of a woman liking a man. Do you think I should congratulate you or worry about you?" The woman said.
"Xuanxuan, what do I have to worry about?" Ming Ruochen shook her head slightly with a faint smile.
"Isn't it because I am afraid that you will be deceived?"
"He will not deceive me because he does not want to waste time here at all." Ming Ruochen said.
"Haha, Chenchen, your complaints are very deep. I thought you did not care about anything." The woman seemed to be very happy. She liked to see Ming Ruochen's "deflated" expression.
"I have no complaints!" Ming Ruochen said.
"But to be honest, he is really not bad. Are you going to pursue him or not? If not, will I pursue him? "Xuanxuan smiled slyly.
"I do not like him, why should I pursue him? If you want to pursue him, then go ahead. "Ming Ruochen said.
"No regrets?" Xuanxuan said.
"Alright, no regrets!" Ming Ruochen said snappily.
"You, I really do not know what kind of man can be worthy of you." Xuanxuan sighed.
…
"Fatty, fatty, I want to challenge you!"