Seeking Martial Dao in All Reborn Lives

"Actually, there are some astonishingly talented figures within the civilian Martial Arts Realm who have reached the state of Harmony. Some of them have established themselves as regional powers, so much so that even the Warlords don’t dare to provoke them lightly. If we could gain their support, the Martial Arts Association would become a force in the Divine Land that even the Warlords would have to respect. Alas, that is a matter for the future."

The Human Elder said with a sigh.

"These Five Great Schools are practically the leaders of the civilian Martial Arts Realm in their respective regions, so we must win their support. We met these individuals not long ago, and Zhao Yuan and Xiang Ji have already exchanged pointers with them. However, the person they most want to see is you, the tournament champion. The three of us old men are in a special situation. You are the standard-bearer for the Martial Arts Association now. Your performance will directly influence their attitude toward us."

"You’ve been in seclusion. Now that you’re out, shall we arrange a meeting with them for tonight?"

The Heavenly Elder asked for Zhao Xuanqi’s opinion.

"How strong are they?"

Zhao Xuanqi turned and asked Zhao Yuan and Xiang Ji.

"They’re very strong. They have years of accumulated experience, their techniques are exquisite, and their judgment is sharp. They’re all in their early forties, in the prime of their lives. They’ve experienced the ups and downs of life, so their fist techniques naturally contain a deeper understanding of it than ours. You could say their state is much closer to Harmony than ours."

Zhao Yuan said in a low voice. For him to give such an assessment meant the five men were truly extraordinary. No wonder even the Three Elders regarded them with such importance.

"In terms of pure skill and technique, they are indeed a cut above. You need to be careful. But if it were a life-or-death battle in the ring, once our blood is up, they’re no match for us."

Xiang Ji spoke up. Hearing this, Zhao Xuanqi understood that Zhao Yuan and Xiang Ji likely hadn’t gained much of an advantage when they sparred.

Their advantage was their youth. Their physical abilities were still peaking, and while they were slightly lacking in skill and experience, martial combat wasn’t just about technique. It was also about courage. In a true life-or-death struggle, once their fighting spirit surged, the gap in skill would be erased.

"Oh? This is interesting. In that case, let’s meet them."

Zhao Xuanqi’s expression shifted, and he nodded.

’Perfect,’ he thought. ’I just had a breakthrough. I can use them to test my skills.’

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「Meanwhile, inside a lavishly decorated private room at a hotel in Jinmen.」

Five figures sat around a circular table. They were dressed differently, and a group of disciples stood behind them.

"I hear the Hundred Beasts Fist Qilin, the tournament champion, came out of seclusion today. We might get to see him tonight. What do you all think of him?"

A tall man said.

He looked to be around thirty, but his true age was over forty-five. His features were plain and unremarkable, and he wore a simple black robe. His eyes, however, were quite striking.

One of his pupils was deep black, while the other was a faint, grayish-white, making him unforgettable.

Among the disciples behind him was someone Zhao Xuanqi knew well: the expert he had fought during the tournament preliminaries, Gao Wujie of the Sanmei Sect.

And this tall man was the strongest master of the Sanmei Sect, Huang Zhankui.

"We’ve all seen Zhao Yuan and Xiang Ji. Their strength is indeed impressive, on par with our own, but they are young and still have shortcomings. This Zhao Xuanqi is supposedly even stronger than those two. They say he defeated Hong Luan of the Vermilion Bird Sect and forced the successors of the Beidou and Shenxiao Sects to retreat. Who knows if it’s true or not."

On the other side was a burly man with a rugged face, deep-set eyes that gleamed brightly, and a voice that boomed like thunder.

Yu Huang of the Great Wilderness Sect.

"We’ll know once we see him, won’t we? If he’s truly strong enough to surpass us, then the Martial Arts Association is indeed a good choice. With the Three Elders at the helm and a union of experts, we’d have the capital to stand against the Warlords. The Warlords have been making some big moves lately; even my South Sea has been affected. We must make plans soon. To be honest, though, Zhao Yuan’s and Xiang Ji’s strength was somewhat disappointing. Perhaps in a few more years, they’ll surpass us, but the situation won’t wait for them to grow. I just wonder if this Zhao Xuanqi’s reputation is also inflated."

Another man, dressed in a white robe with a full beard, had the air of a celestial hermit.

Lv Mingsheng of the Bichao Sect from the South Sea.

"The Warlords won’t let go of the Martial Arts Association easily. A great battle is inevitable. If Zhao Xuanqi’s strength doesn’t meet my expectations, I will return to Dian Nan immediately."

Another man with dark, tanned skin spoke up.

Ruan Daohua of the Three Section Sect from Dian Nan.

The last man remained silent. He was dressed as a lay Buddhist, with a round, benevolent face, and his body seemed to emit a faint, sacred glow.

Pan Hong of the Tibetan Spirit Seal Sect.

The strongest masters of the Five Great Schools had gathered to exchange their views.

For them, allying with the Jinmen Martial Arts Association was a huge gamble. If they won, they could escape the Warlords’ oppression. If they lost, their schools might even face extinction. Thus, they had to act with caution.

To this day, none of them had given the Martial Arts Association a direct answer. This was because Zhao Yuan’s and Xiang Ji’s strength was merely on par with their own, failing to meet their standards. It wasn’t enough for them to place their bets.

After all, anyone with discerning eyes could see that the Martial Arts Association’s current prosperity was temporary. A great battle was inevitable, and that would be the most critical moment. Without sufficient strength, they would only face annihilation.

Therefore, Zhao Xuanqi’s strength was of the utmost importance.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

Just then, a knock came from the private room’s door. When it opened, it wasn’t a waiter who entered, but a man in a Martial Arts Association uniform.

These days, the Martial Arts Association’s eyes and ears were all over Jinmen. The slightest disturbance would be detected, to say nothing of a gathering of these five important figures.

"You are all here. Mr. Zhao has come out of seclusion today and wishes to meet with you all tonight. We hope you will grant him the honor."

The man bowed slightly, then had his subordinate present invitation cards to each of the five men.

’So, the time has finally come, has it?’

The five men held the invitation cards, their eyes narrowing slightly.

’The world’s greatest martial artist, the legendary Holy Beast Fist... what a grand title. Tonight, we’ll see for ourselves just how capable this man truly is.’

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「Eight o’clock at night.」

Several cars pulled up in front of the Martial Arts Association Headquarters. The strongest masters of the Five Great Schools stepped out, followed by a few of their trusted disciples.

Led by personnel from the Martial Arts Association, the group quickly passed through a winding corridor and arrived at the front courtyard of the Sanlao Residence behind the headquarters.

Upon entering the courtyard, they saw that it was wide and empty, save for a single man standing within it. His back was to them, and the starlight illuminated him, making his figure and clothing clearly visible.

"Gentlemen, I’ve been waiting for you."

Zhao Xuanqi, who was standing in the courtyard, turned to face the five men as they entered.

’So this is the Hundred Beasts Fist Qilin?’

Zhao Xuanqi’s eyes swept over the five men, and their eyes were sizing him up as well.

His posture was loose and relaxed, showing no hint of an imposing aura. Aside from his tall frame, there wasn’t even a trace that he practiced martial arts.

Yet that was the most terrifying part.

How could a man with Zhao Xuanqi’s strength possibly be an ordinary person?

It could only mean that even with their sharp judgment, they could not see through Zhao Xuanqi.

’He really does have some skill!’

The five men exchanged a look, and a sharp glint suddenly flashed in their eyes.

BOOM!!

Their Qi and Blood surged, their wills churned, their fist techniques merged, and their auras manifested.

Within a ball of raging fire, a black-and-white Yin-Yang Blade materialized, seeming to split the sky;

A sandstorm swirled, blotting out the sun and sky, leaving desolation in its wake;

Azure waves surged and waterfalls cascaded from the heavens. A thousand waves crashed one upon another, turning the world upside down;

A single point appeared in the void, dark and profound, as if it could devour all things, sucking in the Essence, Qi, and Spirit of all living beings;

The Thousand-Handed Spirit Venerable manifested, each of its hands forming a strange and esoteric seal, seemingly containing the secrets of Celestial Beings;

The five great masters unleashed their auras simultaneously, pressing down on Zhao Xuanqi!

’Zhao Yuan and Xiang Ji were right. The strength of these five is truly extraordinary. Each of their manifested auras has already reached the state of turning illusion into reality, the iridescent light visible to the naked eye. The complexity and depth of their spiritual pressure is enough to alter the environment and confound even Ghost Gods!’

However, under the pressure of their five auras, Zhao Xuanqi’s expression remained calm. His body stayed loose, completely unshaken.

Amidst the raging tide of their wills, he was like the Stabilizing Needle. As long as he stood there, no one could stir the waters.

What?!!

This time, looks of shock and disbelief appeared on all five of their faces simultaneously.

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