Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree

Ji Jingqiu frowned unpleasantly, "Are you playing games with me? Didn't you just say that in front of a grandmaster, there are no geniuses, nor anything called a 'Martial Master's Posture'?"

Zhuang Yanxing seriously replied:

"It's true that no specific standard can measure 'Martial Master's Posture', but isn't it exactly that if you defeat all the martial artists of this generation who possess a 'Master's Posture'?"

"My master said that this generation has already seen a surge of geniuses, which is why you, Ji, thought that the Daoist status is devalued. Defeating a group of future masters would surely prove you a future grandmaster!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Jingqiu had a moment of realization.

That does make some sense?

What is a grandmaster?

Plainly speaking, it's someone above the level of a master!

Seeing Ji Jingqiu falling deep in thought, pleased, Zhuang Yanxing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He wasn't afraid of dying, after all, this was just a virtual arena, and he was trying to make amends for his earlier gaffe at the banquet hall.

Otherwise, being resented by Ji Jingqiu would be minor; the elder brother would truly suffer, possibly affecting consecutive competitions, becoming targeted…

Feeling relieved, ideas in his mind once again flowed clearly and swiftly, Zhuang Yanxing suddenly realized:

"In this era, the true Arrogant Sun will only emerge from the Great Martial Arts Competition!"

Ji Jingqiu asked, "When will the Great Martial Arts Competition take place?"

"Not sure," Zhuang Yanxing honestly said, "It's decided by the Federation's senior management, but participating in the Great Martial Arts Competition requires passing a two-month selection, which is the entry ticket."

Ji Jingqiu narrowed his eyes and suddenly asked, "Among those who entered the virtual arena today, who do you think is the strongest and most likely to remain till the end?"

"You," Zhuang Yanxing honestly replied.

"There are seven remaining participants, name five more, and if three of your guesses are correct, I'll let the matter of you speaking ill of me slide."

Zhuang Yanxing's eyes brightened, and after a moment of thought, he rattled off six names:

"Mu Juncheng, Miss Shi Xinwan, Yue Yourong, Bian Rong, Ran Tianye, Yin Wushuang..."

He didn't wait for Ji Jingqiu to correct his surplus.

"Sorry about that, Ran Tianye has already been sent back by me."

Ji Jingqiu suddenly turned his head to look toward the window, where a figure in a red dress was particularly striking under the night sky.

"Your esteemed sister has arrived," Ji Jingqiu said, his hand resting on the hilt of his blade.

This girl from the Lion Heart Dao had an aura similar to that of a senior from the seventh layer—not in appearance or lineage, but their paths in Martial Arts were profoundly alike.

Shi Xinwan didn't rush into action upon entering the abandoned building but stood in front of a wall, observing the graffiti and marks.

Ji Jingqiu raised his eyebrows and also walked over to a wall, inspecting carvings he hadn't noticed before.

Suddenly, he appeared puzzled.

He beckoned Zhuang Yanxing over.

"Do you recognize these characters?" Ji Jingqiu pointed to the writing on the wall, questioning, "I haven't learned much, haven't seen these, have you?"

Zhuang Yanxing stared at the writing on the wall for a long time. It seemed vaguely familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen it until a burst of spiritual light flashed through his mind, suddenly exclaiming:

"This is Divine Text! Why would there be Divine Text here?!"

"Divine Text?" Ji Jingqiu asked, "What Divine Text?"

"It's the language from the depths of Spiritual Wilderness!" Zhuang Yanxing was visibly shaken and began moving around different walls.

Ji Jingqiu shook his head, looking towards Shi Xinwan, and directly asked, "Miss Shi, do you recognize these characters?"

Shi Xinwan turned around, her smile crafty and charming, "I do, but I won't tell you."

Ji Jingqiu silently returned his hand back to his blade hilt.

At that moment, several powerful presences converged nearby.

Among them, one yet unseen, emitted a blast furnace-like surge of vital energy, and the tall and sturdy Bian Rong burst into the building, showing his white teeth in a menacing grin:

"Everyone's here? How are we going to fight?"

"Simple, a six-person free-for-all, focus on whoever you dislike first."

Yin Wushuang, carrying a sword, walked into the arena from the other side, smiling as he spoke, every action exuding the sharpness of the Heavenly Sword.

His gaze first landed on Ji Jingqiu, then shifted to Mu Juncheng, who had entered last.

Mu Juncheng entered the room and also noticed the marks on the wall, smiling, "So everyone noticed these little surprises?"

Yue Yourong, the last to enter, smiled and said, "Let's take down the leader first, then send Ji on his way!"

Shi Xinwan squinted and chuckled, "Agree!"

...

...

Outside the arena.

Many eliminated martial artists gathered together, cursing from time to time.

"Those surnamed Wang always play dirty! I'll remember you!"

"Pah! Do you even understand what a rule-less melee is? Don't expect fairness when you're on the battlefield!"

"Zhang Shanming, Zhang Shanming, that kid from the Heavenly Mechanism Dojo was spot on, you really are despicable!"

"If you're not strong, just admit it, no need for excuses! If you're not convinced, I'll fight you again!"

"Let's fight! Come on!"

Diao Xingyun found an acquaintance in the crowd and eagerly approached, "Old Yun, who eliminated you?"

"...Mu Juncheng." Yun Jinghe sighed, "It's a pity I didn't encounter Ji."

Diao Xingyun's expression brightened, "No worries, I encountered him."

"Oh? And the result..." Yun Jinghe suddenly quieted down, realizing, "No wonder."

Diao Xingyun angrily declared, "I didn't want to take advantage of him! Otherwise, if I wanted to leave, merging body and spear as one, he definitely couldn't stop me!"

Yun Jinghe clicked his tongue, "So you've been beaten to the point of talking about escaping?"

Diao Xingyun grumbled, "That guy's enhancement from the Circulation Dojo is terrifying. Already physically strong, combined with a temporary Body Unification, he controls his body impeccably. When my spear stabbed in, not a drop of blood flowed."

Yun Jinghe thoughtfully said, "It seems, only when the Cultivation Body is Perfect, then only Dharma can break through the Dojo."

"Hisss, neither Bian nor Yin Wushuang are dead? This is bad, I'll be thoroughly ridiculed when I go back."

Diao Xingyun looked up at the final big screen, muttering.

"The fight has started! The final showdown! Place your bets!"

"I bet on Mu Juncheng, that damn Cultivation Body is Mu Family's 'Immovable Ming King Body', his Combat Skill is 'Seamless Heavenly Robe', defensive yet offensive, endlessly resourceful like a turtle shell!"

"'Seamless Heavenly Robe'? Isn't that a Ji Family heritage?"

"Heh, it's quite normal for the Six Great Families to intermarry."

"'Seamless Heavenly Robe' paired with 'Immovable Ming King Body'... that only leaves the strategy of using force to break through skill, hoping to land a decisive strike and forcefully breach his defense."

"Unless it's a Extreme Move from superior combat skills, it's difficult."

"Heh, then I have no choice but to bet on Ji! I bet a million on Ji Jingqiu!"

"I bet on Yin Wushuang, the name of Heavenly Sword, truly as its reputation!"

"Shi Xinwan is really ruthless too, I almost thought she was that seventh layer..."

...

In the crowd, Duan Xuanji stared dumbfoundedly at the screen showing his junior hiding in a corner.

His junior actually lasted longer than him!