Although the rankings of the six major dojos were different, there was no obvious difference between them. It could be said that they were all equally famous.
Because of this, I felt that there was no need to boost the morale of others and diminish our own prestige.
Including now, there was a disciple of Gyeongbu Hall leading the way. These complacent voices were heard clearly. Their eyes revealed undisguised contempt and pride. They could obviously feel the envy and jealousy of these people from Guowei Dojo.
Gyeongbu Hall occupied the top spot of the dojo rankings all year round and was known as the highest temple of today's martial artists. If the other five major dojos were all key universities, then Gyeongbu Hall was the Peking University and Tsinghua University among the key universities. As long as one was a member of Gyeongbu Hall, he or she would be the pride of the world wherever he or she went.
"Hey, if you want to be a dog, you should pay attention to the occasion."
I really couldn't stand it anymore. The most important thing was that these inner disciples also noticed it. The slightly contemptuous eyes of the guide were still unceasing, as if in their eyes, being despised was a matter of course.
The funny thing was that in their own dojo, they only knew how to bully outer disciples. When they came to this kind of place, they changed into one pug after another. However, they were also quite smart. When Grandmaster Chen was present, they didn't talk about these things, and their bodies were quite straight. Now, it seemed that it was all an act.
On the contrary, outer disciples weren't so lowly. Perhaps in their opinion, being lucky enough to enter Guowei Dojo was already the peak of life, and they didn't dare to ask for anything more.
"Hey." My scolding made them stunned, and also aroused all kinds of dissatisfaction.
"Brat, what do you mean? Who are you calling a dog!?"
"Damn it, you're just an outer disciple. Do you think you can ride on our heads just because you signed up for the dojo challenge!?"
As the saying goes, the onlooker sees the game more clearly than the onlooker. They might be a kind of slave in their bones, so they didn't feel that there was anything wrong with their behavior.
"Hehe, you guys really like to think that way. I just feel that even if I were to be a subservient dog, there's no use. How pitiful." I coldly laughed.
"Hmph, little bastard, behave yourself. I don't want you to make a fool of yourself on such an occasion. Today's participants are all famous young talents. If you're unlucky and meet someone who's in a bad mood, they'll kill you directly. If you're lucky, I'm afraid you'll lose an arm or a leg. In this way, you won't have the chance to become the Eldest Brother in this life. You can also fulfill the previous agreement in advance." At this time, the Eldest Brother Yang Zecheng couldn't help but mock him.
In fact, there would be deaths and injuries in every Dojo Challenge Competition, but it was not reported to the public. It sounded like a friendly competition to learn from each other, but in fact, it was filled with hidden killing intent.
After all, those who could participate in the Dojo Challenge Competition were not ordinary people. In other words, they were at least the geniuses of each dojo. If there was any accident, it would be a huge loss. Although it was life-threatening, it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the participants.
In the world of martial artists, it was a very common situation where no one was willing to submit to the other. If they did not agree with each other, they would fight one on one. This was understandable, but in the face of supreme glory, many things became simple.
Moreover, there were always a few people who could be favored by the four major families in every Dojo Challenge Competition. To some extent, it could be considered that the six major dojos were sending talents to the four major families, and it could also consolidate their positions.
"Are you afraid?" I narrowed my eyes and asked Yang Zecheng with a faint smile.
He was obviously stunned and somewhat angry. "In my dictionary, there is no such word as fear!"
Although he said so, I noticed that he was not confident. As the leader of the younger generation of the Guo Wei Dojo, a genius who was ranked eighth on the provincial ranking and fourteenth on the national ranking, the pressure on his shoulders was especially great.
The Dojo Challenge Competition was not like an internal competition. The opponent would not show mercy. If he met someone who was ranked close to him, he could still deal with it. If it was someone in the top five of the provincial ranking or the top ten of the national ranking, it would be very difficult for him to deal with them.
The higher the ranking, the harder it was to climb. Yang Zecheng set a goal for himself to be in the top ten of the national ranking within three years. However, he claimed that it would only be one year. In fact, the main reason he said that was to win the favor of Grandmaster Chen and become his unique last disciple.
The reason why these inner sect disciples kept flattering him was because of the way Grandmaster Chen trained his disciples. Even inner sect disciples could only learn thirty to forty percent of the things.
Only the true last disciple could inherit Grandmaster Chen's legacy, and his principle of only choosing one person had never changed.
The other major dojos also had last disciples, but they all had more than one person. As for which method was better, it was up to the benevolent to the wise to see.
"Kid, are you retarded? You just scolded the inner sect disciples, and now you're questioning Senior Brother. I want to see how far you can go. Don't be eliminated too quickly, or those who support you will be disappointed."
Luo Tao said impatiently. He couldn't hide the mockery in his eyes. They had all participated in dojo challenges before and had experience in this area. Relatively speaking, they had an advantage. However, the dojo challenges changed every year, and I didn't know what kind of tricks they were playing this year.
Because another group of warriors came in, they should be from other dojos, so I didn't say anything to prevent others from laughing at me.
As I walked, I looked around Gyeongbu Hall. I realized that this place was really amazing. In addition to the magnificent architecture, there were no less than ten low-grade refined weapons and one or two medium-grade refined weapons placed randomly on the shelves.
I could see that most of the refined weapons were new and didn't look old. However, they were powerful. If I'm not wrong, they should be made by the blacksmiths of today.
I have to admit that the current level of craftsmanship was quite high. Many film crews needed a large number of weapons to film ancient period dramas, so they needed specialized blacksmiths or factories to process and produce them.
There was no need to talk about factories, which basically produced low-quality products. However, things that came from the hands of blacksmiths were still very meticulous. Those experienced blacksmiths who dared to try, on top of traditional craftsmanship, coupled with some rare metal materials, had hopes of making sharp weapons that surpassed ordinary weapons. As for the success rate, it still depended on the individual's skill and craftsmanship.
Although it wasn't a refined weapon passed down from ancient times, it was enough to show how extraordinary Gyeongbu Hall was. Sure enough, Hua Xia's highest martial arts hall deserved its reputation!