Because of my uniqueness, I had also become the focus of this competition.
The term "dojo challenge" actually originated from Cantonese. In Mandarin, it meant "smash the place". Because some restless people often went to other people's dojo to stir up trouble, the term "dojo challenge" gradually came into being. However, it had developed into a martial arts exchange competition where people could learn from each other and improve together.
Although there wasn't any hard threshold to participate in the competition, the participants were basically the geniuses on the provincial ranking list. Obviously, this dojo challenge stage was exclusive to them. Of course, there were always exceptions. In every dojo challenge, there were always a few people who hadn't entered the top 20 of the provincial ranking list, but still dared to participate in the competition. They wanted to win the first place and show off their talents.
Also, during my stay in Beijing for a few days, I've heard He Gang and the others say that the provincial ranking list in Beijing is "very deep". This is a rather vague way of saying it. It's not like there's any shady business involved. To put it simply, the people on the ranking list are all at the peak of Covert Jing, but their overall strength is far better than the average HuaJin Master!
This was the so-called cross-level challenge. Those who were ranked at the bottom could easily fight against Transforming Strength Masters. As for those who were ranked in the middle, or even the top, they could only be more terrifying. As for how terrifying they could be, they couldn't say for sure.
The provincial ranking list in the capital was already like this, let alone the national ranking list …
Only then did I realize that I was indeed a little arrogant. Both of us were ranked first on the provincial ranking list, but there was at least a gap of two to three levels between Nan Yun and the capital. To some extent, I represented the brightest young generation in Nan Yun Province. Naturally, many big shots were curious about my ability in this dojo challenge competition.
Speaking of which, Director Du spared no effort to train me. Naturally, he had considered this point. He sincerely hoped that I could represent Nan Yun Province to speak up and let the world know that Nan Yun Province was not a barren land in the field of martial arts in the eyes of the outsiders.
However, from Curator Du's point of view, I should have missed this year's Dojo Challenge Competition and participated in the next one. After all, I needed some time to gain a foothold and learn more skills. Actually, it wasn't just him, even I didn't think about it. I signed up without thinking. Of course, some things can't keep up with the changes. I don't regret it.
During this time, Curator Du also called me. Although he was far away in Nan Yun, he was still quietly watching my every move. Curator Du was a little worried about my rash decision to participate in the competition. After all, the capital wasn't like Nan Yun. There were countless geniuses here.
There was no doubt that this dojo challenge was more valuable than the elite tryouts. If one was lucky enough to get a good ranking, not only would he bring glory to the dojo, but he would also be rewarded handsomely.
Taking the champion of the last tryouts as an example, I received a high-ranked martial art and an inner core. Originally, I didn't have a martial art, but Curator Du provided it to me. At that time, he had already thought that if Ou Yangjun won the championship, he would just give him a low-ranked martial art and not let him enter the Martial Saint Monument.
It was because of Curator Du's generosity that my heart was filled with gratitude. It was like farming. No matter how good the seed was, the farmer had to be attentive and diligent. The reason why I was able to grow was because of the people who helped me behind the scenes.
I told Curator Du not to worry. As the saying goes, counter soldiers with arms, and water with an earth weir. Since I had already signed up, I would give it my all and let everyone see that the level of martial arts in Nan Yun Province wasn't that bad.
This year's dojo challenge wasn't only the capital's martial artists, but it was also the focus of many martial arts enthusiasts in Hua Xia. Because of its openness and fairness, it was widely praised. Although the scale wasn't large, with only ten to twenty participants from six dojos, it was undeniable that the martial arts field in the capital was already the highest level in Hua Xia.
Just like that, the dojo challenge began as scheduled. Although there were only three participants from the Guowei Martial Arts School, Grandmaster Chen deliberately gave them a day off. At 7: 30 in the morning, more than 20 students gathered in front of the Guowei Martial Arts School.
Not long after, a Mercedes-Benz bus with the 'Guo Wei Dojo' logo on the body slowly drove over. It was quite impressive. After we got on the bus, some people began to talk.
Most of the topics were about me. They were nothing more than ridiculing me and saying that I would be beaten into a pig's head today.
I didn't bother to pay attention to them. He Gang, who was sitting next to me, was a little worried. In the past two days, I didn't train hard. Instead, I spent most of my time in a daze. He suspected that I had given up on myself.
In fact, I was in a meditative state. In addition to comprehending the Dragon Fist, I once again pondered the True Martial Seven Skills. Although I didn't have the assistance of a sword, I thought about it carefully. As a person who had some attainments in inner strength, it seemed that I could transform my inner strength into a sword and try to use it. Although the effect wasn't as obvious as using a sword, it was still a method!
Of course, as for the specific power and feasibility, I still couldn't be sure. However, I was eager to win this year's dojo challenge challenge!
As the saying goes, some people are happy while others are sad. Compared to the inner sect disciples who were excited and gloating, the outer sect disciples were all dejected. This was especially so for those who were on the same side as me. Apart from He Gang, who still had some hope, the others were all disheartened and regretting their actions.
Looking at them, I didn't say anything. After today, who was right and who was wrong would be clear.
"Hey, boss, no matter what the result is, I am still your little brother. Thank you for your help." At this time, He Gang couldn't help but whisper.
In the past two days, I would guide him whenever I had time, including sharing some of my experiences in cultivating inner strength. He Gang wasn't the kind of person who would waste his time. Everyone had their own cultivation habits and conclusions. It was a taboo to fall into a dead end.
After I reminded him, He Gang could always draw inferences and ask me questions. He had a lot of confusion and doubts that had been buried in his heart. In the Guowei Martial Arts School, he didn't have a good relationship with a senior brother. Moreover, Grandmaster Chen was very busy, so there was almost no time for him to give one-on-one guidance. Even if there was, He Gang was too embarrassed to bring it up. There were some things that Grandmaster Chen had talked about several times, but he didn't have a detailed analysis. As long as most of the students could keep up with the rhythm, the effect would be achieved.
Because we lived in the same house and lived together, He Gang gradually became familiar with my temperament. Only then did he realize that I didn't have any martial arts airs. On the contrary, I was like a brother who talked about everything. This kind of feeling made him feel no restraint or distance.