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"Steward Fu, continue..."

Having settled this pair of friends, Qin Fang casually gestured to Steward Fu, as if it was just a bit of light exercise.

"The tournament begins..."

"Let's welcome the first pair of contestants, the Fu Family... the Cui Family..."

Seeing Qin Fang's expression as calm as could be, Steward Fu's face wasn't looking good. Though he had anticipated this result, when it really happened, he felt quite upset.

Of course, Cui Mingjun was heavily injured; not to mention continuing the tournament, he'd be lucky to get out of bed within three months.

But the problem was that Fu Junhao wasn't any better off. With at least twenty to thirty injuries to his bones and meridians, he wouldn't be able to fight for several months.

Thus, these two were basically done for. Forcing them to fight would likely mean waiting several hours for them to crawl together onstage...

A match?

Don't make me laugh!

Even a couple of kids could make them cry!

Though Qin Fang was a bit heavy-handed, he essentially dealt equal blows to both the Fu and Cui families. This pair wouldn't be competing anymore.

So for this match, either the two families compete in another way, or they switch fighters...

But all this had nothing much to do with Qin Fang. After dealing with Fu Junhao and Cui Mingjun, he leisurely returned to his judges' seat.

Still looking plain and indifferent, sitting at the far end of the panel, he seemed uninterested in any upheaval inside or outside the arena. His expression unchanged, as if all that had happened had nothing to do with him.

Qin Fang could behave this way, but others couldn't just ignore him. At least the previous commotion had now disappeared.

Many people had initially wanted to teach Qin Fang a lesson, but now they were all behaving, not daring to make a sound...

Qin Fang wasn't from Korea, so the Koreans didn't understand him. But they were quite familiar with the young prodigies Fu Junhao of the Fu Family and Cui Mingjun of the Cui Family.

Arguably the most anticipated match of this Sword Tournament was between these two prodigies...

Their strengths and battle abilities were on par, and their standing within their families was similar. A match between such evenly matched individuals promised to be a fierce battle.

Unfortunately...

Such a fierce battle was unseen, as the two of them teamed up to challenge a judge even younger than them.

The outcome left everyone dumbfounded... The two talented young men in whom they'd placed high hopes, almost idolizing, were defeated as effortlessly as if they were infants against this absurdly young judge!

Both were young martial arts experts at the early Grandmaster Level, each possessing secret techniques, yet they couldn't even touch Qin Fang's hem and ended up in such a tragic state, which was especially ironic.

However, the downfall of these two young talents served to further solidify Qin Fang's position as a judge, leaving no room for doubt.

All those watching, whether guests or the Fu and Cui families, became much more subdued.

"This outcome is not so bad..."

Cui Mingjun was carried off, but Cui Zheming wasn't the least bit sullen or angry; in fact, he wore a faint smile.

Compared to facing Qin Fang alone, this was actually saving face, even subtly aiding the Cui Family.

"It seems our Cui Family owes him a favor..."

From afar, Qin Fang sat calmly, his face serene. But when Cui Zheming's gaze fell on him, Qin Fang responded lightly.

The two weren't too far apart, yet not very near either, at least over thirty meters apart. Still, Qin appeared to have anticipated her reaction, waiting patiently in advance.

Though their eyes only exchanged a simple glance, Cui Zheming helplessly mumbled to Cui Zhehan beside him.

"This guy is truly a freak..."

Cui Zhehan wholeheartedly agreed, saying that Qin Fang's prowess had deeply shocked him. It's not just that Cui Mingjun couldn't be Qin Fang's match; even he, a Mid-Master Level expert, would only have the option to drink his own sorrow when facing Qin Fang!

"I'm afraid no such freak could emerge from our Korea... Perhaps only in that ancient Dragon Country!"

Although Koreans are inherently reluctant to concede, given the facts before them, they have no choice but to admit it. Korea's achievements in martial arts are far inferior to those of the ancient Dragon Country.

Qin Fang pays no mind to external opinions; dealing with Fu Junhao and Cui Mingjun was merely a diversion for him when bored. It's not something he'll dwell on.

As for his approach of equally reprimanding both sides, it did cause the Fu Family's faces to look somewhat displeased. Such a good opportunity wasted like this.

But to truly blame Qin Fang wasn't practical. If it weren't for Fu Junhao foolishly jumping out to stir up trouble, things wouldn't have escalated to this point.

The upcoming match would be a regular one, unlike the one between Qin Fang, Fu Junhao, and Cui Mingjun, which seemed like a farce.

Anyone could see that Qin Fang's strength surpassed the young masters of Fu and Cui families by a wide margin... In the end, those two idiots insisted on forcing Qin Fang to teach them a lesson. Isn't that the very definition of a farce?

A normal match appeared much more leisurely.

The eight judges sat comfortably, not particularly focused on watching these contests. They simply needed to confirm the contestants weren't using techniques outside the rules.

As for who ultimately wins or loses, there's a clear stipulation for that. Essentially, whoever remains on the platform until the end is the victor.

These judges actually don't have direct authority to judge the outcome of the matches. They only exercise their judging power when two equally strong opponents meet, and neither can gain the upper hand.

Official matches were rather dull, especially the first pair, whose skill level was quite weak, not even reaching the Master Level.

Moreover, their skill levels were quite similar, exchanging blows back and forth, with evident offense and defense, seemingly locked in a stalemate that wouldn't conclude anytime soon.

At this moment, Qin Fang somewhat understood why this Sword Meet needed such a lengthy duration. When both sides possess comparable strength, overcoming the opponent is no easy task.

In this way, five matches would certainly take a long time, and a delay of a day or two wouldn't be surprising.

"Mr. Qin, your cultivation is truly splendid..."

Precisely because the match was dull, the judges, seeing the contestants had already commenced, started casually conversing among themselves.

Sitting beside Qin Fang was an elderly man, appearing in his fifties, considered relatively young, yet with remarkable cultivation, undeniably a Master-level Peak Expert.

Of course, such prowess wasn't the strongest among the eight judges. It was generally accepted that Shi Yuan Yilang was the most formidable... However, the old man's cultivation was quite impressive.

"Elder Mu, you're too kind..."

The elderly gentleman, surnamed Mu, was also from Little Island, a Martial Arts Expert, and hailed from Cloud Mountain Sect, another strong sect on the island...

Compared to Fang Zonglin's Tian Nan Sect, Cloud Mountain Sect's strength was slightly weaker but still counted among the major sects on the island.

Moreover, Tian Nan Sect was located in the southern part of Little Island, while Cloud Mountain Sect's influence spread across the northern part, so these two powers coexisted peacefully, despite their relations not being particularly cordial.

Due to Fang Zonglin's connection, Elder Mu previously kept a respectful distance from Qin Fang, as he didn't want any entanglement with Fang Zonglin.

But Qin Fang had stood out brilliantly earlier, evident from the patchy display of cultivation which underscored Qin Fang's strength. Elder Mu possessed decades of experience in evaluating people and felt Qin Fang's potential was much more profound.

Adding to Qin Fang's seating at the end of the judges' row, it was partly due to his reluctance for high-profile attention, but also affected by his lower reputation among the eight judges.

Seeing Qin Fang scratching his head in boredom, Elder Mu couldn't help but chat with him, chuckling.

"Alas, every Sword Meet is so dull; if it weren't for old friends inviting me, I wouldn't have bothered attending."

Elder Mu felt some dissatisfaction over attending this Sword Meet, reluctantly yielding to social obligations. But upon witnessing Qin Fang effortlessly defeating Fu Junhao and Cui Mingjun, he viewed Qin Fang's impressive strength as potentially invaluable.

Nonetheless, Elder Mu held these thoughts alone. Other judges likely shared similar views, having encountered this scenario before, with ample understanding.

Of course, Qin Fang wouldn't overly concern himself with this; his purpose here isn't primarily to serve as a judge... (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with recommendation tickets and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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