69novels Chapter 772 3 Teachings and 9 Schools
Chapter 772 3 Teachings and 9 Schools
Under the temporary registration shed set up at Guyun Pavilion, the air was filled with the smell of the sea and the aroma of grinding ink sticks.
The Liyue General Affairs Office officials meticulously recounted the lengthy race schedule and rules to the travelers.
When asked about their affiliation, the traveler unhesitatingly named the "Southern Cross Fleet," and the scribe in charge of registration dipped her brush in ink and neatly wrote her name on the register.
"Today's arena matches have all concluded."
"If you wish to participate, please arrive here promptly at the beginning of the Chen hour (7-9 AM) tomorrow to participate in the ranking competition."
The clerk put down his pen, his voice flat and emotionless, and gave a businesslike reminder. He then explained the subsequent promotion process in detail. The traveler listened quietly, nodded to indicate that he understood, and prepared to leave.
Paimon, on the other hand, was like a curious little bird, turning his head back and forth, his big eyes scanning the scattered applicants and the simple arena that had already been set up.
The unusual pairing of the traveler and Paimon quickly attracted a scrutinizing gaze from not far away.
He was a young man wearing a dark blue silk mandarin jacket.
The man's smooth satin flowed with subtle, water-like patterns under the midday sun. The tailoring was impeccable, and the stitches were so fine they were almost invisible, exuding understated luxury.
What's most striking are the two carefully combed strands of black hair at his temples, like fine ink lines, neat yet deliberately elegant, falling down to his well-defined cheeks.
This meticulously crafted, almost deliberate attire stood out starkly against the rough harbor environment and the other men in short, tight-fitting clothes who were registering, making him seem like a peacock that had wandered onto the dock by mistake.
"It seems you two are also here for the Southern Cross Martial Arts Tournament?"
"In other words, on my path to becoming the leader, I now have... another potential rival."
The man approached with unhurried steps, his gaze lingering on the traveler and Paimon for a moment, a slight, appraising curve appearing on his lips, his words carrying a subtle hint of superiority.
"you are?"
Unable to contain his curiosity, Paimon asked directly.
“I am Jin You, and I am ranked ahead of you. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be fighting you tomorrow morning.”
Jin You slightly raised his chin; his posture wasn't arrogant, but it made people very uncomfortable.
"So... you're here for the Eye of God too?"
Paimon frowned as he sized up Jin You. The man's build didn't even look as robust as the dockworkers, and he didn't seem like someone who could fight.
However, considering that the competition allowed holders of the Eye of God to participate, Paimon was unusually clever and tentatively asked Jin You about it.
"Naturally, now that we've entered the arena, our only goal is to reach the summit."
Jin You paused, his gaze sweeping over the distant, faintly visible arena, with an air of unwavering determination.
"For me, an Eye of God will be the final and most perfect piece of the puzzle."
The traveler and Paimon exchanged a glance.
It was clear that the news that the grand prize was the Eye of the Unclaimed God had already spread, and it seemed that only they had just found out.
However, this also proves that Jin You in front of him is just an ordinary person without the Divine Eye.
"So if you win that Eye of God, what do you plan to do with it?"
The traveler looked at Jin You and spoke calmly.
Upon hearing this, Jin You seemed to have heard an interesting question. He chuckled and waved his hand elegantly. "No, no, no, the point is not what exactly needs to be done, but rather to achieve the ultimate form of a perfect person."
Jin You narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of self-satisfaction.
"It might sound a bit boastful, but the first half of my life has been incredibly smooth sailing; I've never tasted defeat. No matter the exam, I've always been at the top; in the business world, accumulating wealth has been effortless; and as for interpersonal relationships and social interactions, I'm completely at ease, always managing to get along with everyone..."
Jin You spoke in a soothing tone, with a hint of boastfulness beneath his deliberate humility.
"In the eyes of others, I am already close to perfection, but I am not blinded by these praises. I know very well that I am still missing a crucial piece of the puzzle to achieve true perfection."
"That is the eye of God, the eye of approval cast by the gods, only it is worthy of crowning this perfection."
Jin You's voice carried an almost compassionate clarity as he pointed a finger at his heart.
Paimon opened his mouth, but couldn't find the right words for a moment. In the end, he could only mutter softly, "Someone as...confident as you is really rare..."
"really."
The traveler succinctly agreed, his tone flat and indifferent, but inwardly he didn't take the other person seriously.
After all, let alone the Eye of God, Yingmei once possessed two God Hearts at the same time, and could even use the power of these two God Hearts.
But Jin You seemed to take the traveler's words as a form of approval, and her smile widened.
"Speaking of which, I have some connections in the Southern Cross team. That friend knew my abilities well and specially secured this qualification for me."
Jin You's gaze turned toward the South Cross temporary dock, where a group of people seemed to be gathered.
"Look, I also brought a lot of neighbors to cheer me on. They all came voluntarily to witness my victory."
"Of course, to show respect for the conference, I also spent a few days studying a few closely guarded skills."
"With my talent and comprehension, winning the championship in this level of martial arts competition should be a piece of cake."
Jin You slightly raised the corners of his lips, his confidence bordering on arrogance, his words carrying a genius-like nonchalance.
"Not always."
The traveler met Jin You's gaze, his voice still calm, but his words carried a strong sense of rejection.
Jin You's smile faltered slightly, then turned into a coldness tinged with amusement and provocation.
"Oh? You've got quite the nerve."
He sized up the traveler, as if reassessing his opponent.
"Very well, theoretical discussions are ultimately futile. Let's see who's the real deal on the stage tomorrow."
"Alright, I still need to make some preparations before the match. Gentlemen, please look forward to my wonderful appearance tomorrow."
Jin You's gaze swept over the Traveler and Paimon, carrying a hint of condescension.
After saying that, he didn't linger and turned to leave. His dark blue silk jacket gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and two strands of hair at his temples swayed gently with each step, leaving behind a confident to the point of arrogance.
As the traveler watched Jin You disappear into the crowd at the registration area, an indescribable sense of unease, like an undercurrent lurking beneath the surface of the sea, quietly welled up in his heart.
Ningguang went to great lengths to organize this grand martial arts tournament. Was it really just to discover strong individuals or to make an unclaimed Eye of God shine again?
If someone like Jin You were to win the championship and obtain the Eye of God, would it really benefit Liyue? (End of Chapter)