bestfiction Chapter 144 Bet?
Chapter 144 Bet?
"Old Master Yue, this is..." The head of the Tang family immediately saw through their intentions and was somewhat angry.
Of course, there's nothing wrong with winning battles, but I thought your Yue family's family tradition was to fight the enemy head-on with honor and integrity. How come you're resorting to this kind of tactic?
We talked about sparring! Sparring! A higher level fighting a lower level, what are we sparring about? Is it to see who looks better when they get hit? Or who looks better when they surrender?
The old master of the Yue family was thinking about something on a completely different level.
The higher-ups on both sides were of course aware that this competition was just the two families testing each other's strengths. Everyone knew that our strengths were about the same, one family's Golden Core cultivator had died in battle, and the other family's only Golden Core ancestor was in seclusion and was probably in grave danger, so they decided to stick together for warmth.
However, the younger generation doesn't think that way. When the hot-blooded young people talk about who wins and who loses, they'll make a scene. If the topic comes up, the losing side will automatically back down.
But now, as long as the Yue family wins, one can say that they have won and everything is fine, while the other can say that they used tricks and that the contest between people of the same level is only a 50/50 match.
Everyone has a good reason: harmony.
So, the old master of the Yue family took over the conversation and praised Zhong Ming.
"He's practically the matchmaker for this wedding. We're not lying, he really did help bring these two Qi Refining Ninth Level kids together. When he was competing with Xing Tian, Xing Tian realized he was weaker than him at lower levels, and in his anger, he broke through his cultivation level. Tell me, if Xing Tian were only at Qi Refining Eighth Level now, would this marriage have happened? Don't you think he deserves credit?"
"Ahem...that's what I say, but..."
"Well, of course my Yue family is grateful. It was we who recommended him to join the army, and we let that kid Kaishan join the army with him so that they could look after each other and report our Yue family name if anything happened. Now, we're sworn brothers, having saved each other's lives several times. So, we're naturally going to fight on behalf of the Yue family."
The head of the Tang family quickly extracted several important pieces of information: he was stronger than Yue Xingtian at the same cultivation level, he was still very young, and his cultivation level was quite good.
If the Yue family were to dig this up, wouldn't it be considered as half of the Foundation Establishment stage in the future?
"So, has any of your bridesmaids in the Tang family taken a liking to him? How about we go and play matchmaker?" Old Master Yue asked earnestly...
Stirring up the fire.
Given Zhong Ming's appearance, if we were to force a marriage between them, resorting to the traditional arranged marriage, the girl would inevitably resort to crying, making a scene, and even threatening suicide.
"Men are judged by their talents; let's see what he's capable of first," Chief Tang chuckled and moved on.
.....
On the arena, Tang Chengbo, his face ashen, unleashed a powerful spell. He swayed a few times as he moved swiftly, planting a seed of magical power with each step. Countless trees formed from spiritual energy grew on the arena, lush and verdant.
Fighting someone two levels below you is embarrassing enough; you have to end the match quickly, or it will be even more embarrassing.
The bad news is that, compared to the Yue family, the Tang family's martial arts techniques are less offensive.
The towering tree stretched to the sky, its canopy covering the entire arena, with countless vines hanging down.
Zhong Ming's complexion was no better than Tang Chengbo's.
He had just wanted to shamelessly ask if he could learn the Blood Secret Technique if he won, but even a fool could tell that it was impossible.
Then there's only one option...
"Flowing Cloud Movement Technique".
Zhong Ming muttered a command and began to spin rapidly in place, skillfully dodging several of the first vines that attacked.
The footwork resembles the common flowing cloud pattern. Large arcs allow the whole foot to slide in circles while keeping the body low to maintain balance and movement, while small arcs allow the toes to lightly trace, corresponding to the backbend and side turns for balance when standing firm.
After several rounds, the Yue family members cheered repeatedly.
Brother Cuihong is so righteous! He went up and took the beating himself. Even if we don't contribute, we should at least cheer him on a few more times, right?
Tang Chengbo immediately recognized the spiritual power, which was also a defensive movement technique... Of course, when facing an enemy two realms higher, one would naturally send out a cultivator with strong defensive capabilities to buy time.
With each passing minute, the Tang family's morale would drop a little.
They're two levels above each other and it's been going on for so long? They might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes!
Especially since there are still two more rounds where the opponent plays from a high position, what if the Yue family wins decisively, even faster than he is now...?
Thinking of this, countless vines shot out, determined to knock Zhong Ming off the stage.
Zhong Ming took out the Late Spring Cold Spear and quickly swung it around. The Spring and Autumn Hook and Sickle Spear Technique was no joke. This "basic skill" that he had bought at a high price immediately showed its power. The spear tip was like a sickle for cutting grass, cutting the vines one after another.
As the raging flying leaves attacked like a hail of darts, the spinning hook-and-sickle spear displayed its immense power, like a movable round shield erected before Zhong Ming, colliding fiercely with the flying leaves formed from spiritual energy, producing a sound like metal clashing.
The dense Martian surface obscures the view of its interior; in fact...
Zhong Ming had multiple stab wounds on his arms and thighs.
The body is protected by the tortoise shell, so there's not much of a problem, but the limbs are just bare flesh, so whether they have sleeves or trouser legs makes no difference.
The sharp-eyed Tang family patriarch immediately noticed this and said to the Yue family patriarch with a smile, "Your martial arts skills are still lacking. Fighting against a stronger opponent with only defense is a death sentence. Alas, you are still a young man."
"Hey, hey, what are you doing down there?" He pointed to the group of Tang family members huddled together below, somewhat annoyed. Really, look at the Yue family, they lined up to watch the duel, what kind of behavior is this?
"Clan leader, we're making a bet on how long that young... young True Immortal of the Rainbow Refinement can last."
"Oh, Master Yue, shall we gamble something?"
"How about one cup of tea as the limit? I bet he can last longer."
"Fine, if you lose, I want your hidden spirit wine, I'll open it and drink it right here."
"Fine, you lost. I want your spirit fruit. I'll share it with everyone and let you see what the world is like."
.....
On the stage, after a brief period of weakness, Zhong Ming's adrenaline surged, and a surge of power rushed into his limbs and bones. The accumulated medicinal power began to be activated by his blood, circulating throughout his body.
At this point, Tang Chengbo also lost all patience.
"Let's end it like this!"
The towering trees suddenly gathered together, their thick branches forming a giant wall that pressed down on Zhong Ming, determined to push him off the stage.