Moonlit Calamity: The Dragon Girl's Life of Idleness is Broken

Chapter 150 Martial Arts Tournament

Xuan Wang and Qing Ying walked ahead of them, and when they were some distance away, he turned around and glanced behind them.

Then he turned to her and said mysteriously, "Qingying, I have a task for you. When you get back, ask her for a secret manual for practicing internal energy. Don't let her know that it's for me."

"Why don't you ask her yourself!" Qingying asked, puzzled. "Maybe Miss Long can give you some pointers! You don't know, she's incredibly powerful. None of our secret guards could beat her in a one-on-one fight."

Upon hearing this, King Xuan was startled again. His eyes widened: "Really? I've seen the martial arts of your secret guards. They're all very skilled. Is there really no one who can beat her?"

"Why would I lie to you? We've all faced her, and we all lost."

"So impressive." King Xuan stroked his chin, lost in a brief recollection. He remembered the time she stepped on his foot. If this was the case, she had actually held back, otherwise his foot would have been ruined. He looked down at his feet.

"I see..." After pondering for a moment, King Xuan raised his head and turned to Qingying beside him, saying, "Why don't you ask her for me first?"

Qingying nodded and agreed, "Alright then!"

Before long, the group arrived at the arena for the martial arts competition. There, two men were sparring on the stage, each holding a long wooden stick, and they were locked in a tense standoff.

Both men were strong and sturdy, and they swung the two wooden sticks rapidly in their hands.

With each swing of the wooden stick, each move, driven by power and speed, sent gusts of wind whistling past.

Each time the two wooden sticks collided, they made a dull "thump-thump-clang" sound.

A large crowd of onlookers stood below the venue, all intently watching the competition on stage.

Looking around, you can see that apart from the pile of wooden sticks placed to the side, there are no other sharp weapons on the field.

It seems that the only thing provided to the contestants in this competition was wooden sticks.

Upon closer inspection, the wooden sticks are hard in texture. They are made of extremely hard woods such as ironwood and white oak. Compared to other woods, ironwood is more resistant to impact.

Some competitors choose to fight bare-handed, relying entirely on their own strength and martial arts skills to compete against their opponents.

Clearly, the organizers of this competition did not intend for it to become a brutal life-or-death struggle; they simply wanted to use it as a way to exchange skills.

In the crowd, Qing Tong moved to the edge of the arena and began asking the crowd about the situation of the competition.

Check the notice posted on the side; it details the competition rules and rewards.

Upon his return, he explained to Xiao Han and the others, "My lords, I have inquired and found out that this competition venue is hosted by General Yang's daughter, Yang Yi."

"I heard that she is passionate about martial arts and has been practicing with her brother Yang Jing since she was a child. Her brother Yang Jing recently returned to the capital and came to the competition today as well."

"The final prize for the competition is a Crimson Sky Sword and five hundred taels of gold."

He explained the rules to Xiao Han and the others in detail.

There was a sign next to the arena with detailed rules for the competition. If someone won three consecutive matches, they could challenge Yang Yi.

If you can withstand fifty of her moves, and still lose in the end, you can still receive a reward of twenty taels of silver.

If someone wins only two matches and loses the third, then the person who wins the third match only needs to fight the next challenger. If they win again, they can directly challenge Yang Yi. If they lose, then the person who wins the next match will challenge them.

Whoever defeats Yang Yi can receive a reward of 500 taels of silver.

After that, you can challenge Yang Jing. To obtain the sword and gold, you must defeat Yang Jing.

Yang Jing is a serving young general with superb martial arts skills, profound power, and astonishing strength. Few can rival him.

The notice also stated a rule that anyone with strong abilities and who considers themselves highly skilled in martial arts could challenge Yang Yi by paying 100 taels of silver.

If you win, you can keep the five hundred taels reward and get your initial principal of one hundred taels back intact.

If you choose to pay two hundred taels, you can directly challenge Yang Jing. If you win, you can not only get the sword and gold, but also get your principal back.

Of course, if you lose, all your capital will be lost.

So far, despite the fact that many people are skilled in martial arts, no one has been willing to risk paying money to challenge them directly.

After all, everyone has heard of General Yang's family, and their strength is evident to all.

Faced with such a powerful opponent, the outcome was truly unpredictable, and I dared not risk spending money on it.

However, those who know some martial arts skills still want to challenge them even if they know they are no match for them.

Even if you can't defeat them, you'll still get silver if you can survive fifty moves against them.

That's why many people are eager to try it out.

"There's no registration fee, so anyone with some martial arts skills can go up and challenge them." Qingying exclaimed after hearing Qing Tong's story, "You get paid as long as you survive fifty moves, it's practically charity! It's no different from throwing money away!"

"There must be a wealthy boss backing him!" Qing Tong replied, arms crossed, watching the competition on stage. "It's the end of the year, so I'm taking out a little money to do some good deeds and organize an event to liven things up."

Qingying looked surprised upon hearing this: "You call this a small amount of money?"

"Sigh... for those big bosses, this is no small amount of money!" Qing Tong said dismissively.

After listening, Qingying couldn't help but ponder, and it seemed to make sense.

“Yang Jing’s martial arts skills are extremely high. If he is in charge, it won’t be easy to get those five hundred taels of gold,” Prince Qi, who was standing to the side, analyzed. “At most, we can only take the five hundred taels of reward from Yang Yi’s case.”

“Indeed,” Prince Rui sighed after hearing Prince Qi’s words. “I’ve heard that the young general’s martial arts are even more powerful than General Yang’s, but I’ve never had the chance to witness it. Today is a rare opportunity!”

The competition had already started in the morning, and now it was afternoon. Yang Yi and Yang Jing were sitting calmly on the stage, leisurely eating snacks and drinking tea.

Whenever a challenger wins, Yang Yi calmly steps forward to meet the challenger.

Judging from Yang Yi's radiant and glowing face, he must have had a great time on stage today!