- Global Reincarnation: Only I Know the Plot
- GROIKTP Chapter 485
*Ring, ring!*
The phone rang.
Chen Ye picked up his phone from the table. The caller ID showed it was Xiao Ling’er.
“Hello!”
Xiao Ling’er’s crisp voice came through the line, “Chen Ye, the tournament schedule has been released. According to the schedule, your first match will be on the 1st of next month, which is the day after tomorrow at 3 p.m. You should prepare yourself.”
“Got it.”
“This year’s Martial Arts Tournament setup is the same as in previous years. It consists of two stages: the ‘Regional Qualifiers’ and the ‘Finals.’ The regional qualifiers are city-based, where participants compete in an open selection. Only the top three will advance to the provincial level, and from there to the national finals, and then onto the world finals, and so on.”
“Got it.”
On the other end, Xiao Ling’er let out a frustrated sigh. “Is ‘got it’ the only thing you can say?”
“What else should I say?” Chen Ye chuckled.
Xiao Ling’er was momentarily speechless, feeling stumped by his response.
After all, she was Chen Ye’s “tournament assistant” right now.
A tournament assistant is someone who supports a martial artist behind the scenes, handling miscellaneous tasks and collecting valuable information during the tournament—a service role that almost every competitor has.
Xiao Ling’er had personally requested to be Chen Ye’s assistant, mainly to gain experience for when she participates in the Martial Arts Tournament herself in the future.
With a sigh, she continued, “Chen Ye, I’ve gathered some intel on the local participants. Do you want to hear it?”
Chen Ye initially wanted to say “no.” But he realized that Xiao Ling’er had likely put in a lot of effort gathering this information. Saying no would probably demotivate her, so he replied, “Alright, go ahead.”
“Okay, this time there are 31 participants from our city. The three strongest ones are Wang Chao from the Wang family, Cao Wujin from the Cao family, and Jiang Hebin, the general manager of Haisong Group. These three have the highest chances of winning and are incredibly powerful. Especially Cao Wujin—he made it to the national top 32 last year and is a certified martial artist. This year, his goal is to win the national championship! But you should be most cautious of the general manager from Haisong Group…”
After Xiao Ling’er finished in one breath, Chen Ye smiled and said, “Thank you for your hard work.”
“It’s no trouble; it’s what I’m supposed to do,” Xiao Ling’er replied. “I’ll pick you up the day after tomorrow.”
“Alright.”
Chen Ye hung up the phone, but he didn’t take the so-called “top martial artists” she mentioned to heart.
He knew the plot of the story well. The three names Xiao Ling’er mentioned were all nobodies in the grand scheme of things—mere cannon fodder.
Chen Ye then fell into thought.
He was thinking about the killer responsible for the death of the previous owner of his body.
This body had two unresolved desires, both of which were now Chen Ye’s missions.
One was to become a world-renowned martial arts grandmaster.
The other was to find the true culprit behind his father’s death.
Over the past seven days, Chen Ye hadn’t been idle and had quietly investigated the matter. However, no useful leads had emerged.
No one seemed to know who killed the father of the previous Chen Ye.
Chen Ye had already asked Yan Zhong to investigate on his behalf.
Yan Zhong, being the disciple of Elder Xiao and the head of a large martial arts school, had a vast network of connections in the city. His reach far exceeded what Chen Ye could achieve alone.
…
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Today marked the start of the Martial Arts Tournament, a global event.
Everywhere—from billboards to television and the internet—was plastered with news and updates about the tournament.
On this monumental day, the eyes of the entire world were fixated on one thing: the Martial Arts Tournament!
At the city stadium.
The arena was already packed with people, a sea of humanity.
Not only were the seats full, but even the aisles were jammed with bodies.
Tens of thousands of spectators crammed into the venue.
If not for the police maintaining order, countless more people would have tried to force their way inside.
Even before the matches started, the crowd’s excited chatter filled the air.
Everyone was buzzing about who would rise to the top and take the city championship.
“Who do you think will win this year?”
“Isn’t it obvious? It’s gotta be Cao Wujin from the Cao family!”
“Exactly! Master Cao made it to the national finals last year. He was a Grade Six Martial Master back then, and now he might have reached the Grandmaster level.”
“Master Cao is definitely strong, but you can’t underestimate Jiang Hebin, the general manager of Haisong Group. Their business deals with medicinal herbs for martial artists. With all that access to resources, you know they’ve got hidden talents. Jiang is representing Haisong Group in this tournament—there’s no way they’d risk their reputation without a strong chance of winning.”
“True, if Jiang loses, it could hurt Haisong Group’s business. They wouldn’t let him compete unless they were sure.”
“And don’t forget about Wang Chao from the Wang family! His grandfather is a renowned figure. Do you think someone like that would let their descendant compete if he wasn’t up to par?”
“Whoa, you’re saying Wang Chao has inherited his grandfather’s secret techniques?”
“It sure looks like we’re in for a fierce competition this year!”
“Exactly! Out of these three, one of them is definitely going to make it through the city qualifiers. The only question is which one.”
“What about the other participants? Aren’t there any other strong contenders?”
“Of course, anyone who dares to enter this tournament isn’t weak. But compared to those three? No contest.”
“By the way, I heard that Elder Xiao also recommended a contestant. Did you know about that?”
“What? Is that true? Elder Xiao recommended someone?”
“Elder Xiao has long since retired. For him to recommend someone… that contestant must be extraordinary!”
…
The large stadium buzzed with conversations, like a noisy marketplace.
In addition to the thousands of spectators, the city’s top news media outlets were present.
Reporters holding cameras were everywhere, with TV cameras hovering overhead, capturing every angle.
At the center of the stadium was a large martial arts ring.
In the coming days, the 31 participants would fight here to determine the victors!