Chapter - 484 All Over the World, No One Can be a Hero (9) (2/2)

Kongtong Pai's Si Lao [fourth elder], Chang Jingzhi angrily said, ”To hurt a drunkard like you, I don't need to spill your blood.”

”The drunkard is only joking,” Situ Qianzhong said, ”Why should Mr. Chang the Fourth be this angry? Everybody knows Kongtong Pai's Qi Shang Quan can kill anybody without spilling any blood. Didn't Kong Jian Shen Seng of Shaolin Temple die under the Qi Shang Quan? How can my old bones, the drunkard surnamed Situ, be compared to Kong Jian Shen Seng?”

The crowd of heroes thought, ”This drunkard is offending both the Kongtong Pai and Shaolin Pai. It's a wonder that he can survive this long roaming in the Jianghu the way he is.”

Zong Weixia ignored his remarks and said in a loud voice, ”In my opinion, each school, sect, clan or society is to nominate two of their masters. These masters will compete in martial art skill, and whoever has the highest martial art skill will have the right to handle Xie Daxia and the Tulong Saber.”

The crowd of heroes applauded loudly; they all said that this is the best proposal ever.

Zhang Wuji carefully looked at the monks behind Kong Zhi; most of them frowned, as if they were displeased with this turn of events. He knew Zhao Min's speculation on Yuan Zhen's evil plot was correct; he indeed wanted to provoke the crowd of heroes to kill each other.

A white faced middle-aged man with little moustache stood up; his hand waved a folding fan with golden spine, his face was rather good-looking. He said, ”I believe Zong Er Xia's [second hero Zong] proposal is very good. When we compete in martial art, although we will stop at touching the opponent, we must remember that weapons, fists and legs do not have eyes. If anybody slips, that can be considered a fate. Martial brothers and friends shall not come out to seek revenge. Otherwise, the fight will continue without conclusion.”

”That's right,” the crowd of heroes replied, ”Let it be so.”

With a shrill voice Situ Qianzhong said, ”This brother, the good-looking gentleman with laughter in his speech, could you be Ouyang Xiongtai ['xiongtai' is yet another way of saying 'brother'] of Hengyang prefecture in Xiang Nan [southern Hunan]?”

That man shook his folding fan twice and laughed. ”I do not dare. Such a humble name,” he said, ”You flattered me in one sentence and insulted with me the next.”

Situ Qianzhong said, ”It seems like Ouyang Xiong and I are loners [orig. 'gu1hun2ye3gui' – lonely soul, wild ghost]; we do not belong to any clan, society, school or sect. I like wine, you like women. How about the two of us found the 'jiu se pai' [wine and sex sect, or drunkard and lecher sect]? Then our Jiuse Pai's two masters will stand hand in hand to face the world's masters together.”

The crowd of heroes broke out in laughter again, thinking that this Situ Qianzhong repeatedly blurting jokes, creating happy atmosphere, inciting not a few laughter around the meeting place; and thus reducing the hostility inside the hearts of many people.