Chapter 1248: Wangu Ziyi Reneging (1/2)

The Fortune Gate’s three disciples were the first ones to draw lots, followed by the Wangu Clan disciples, Dark Elf Tribe disciples, and lastly, the Primal Chaos Mainland disciples.

Huang Xiaolong drew the stick with number three and the other person who held the stick with the same number was Zhou Xu!

Huang Xiaolong was full of smiles as he looked at Zhou Xu, whereas Zhou Xu’s face turned white and then uglier, as if he had swallowed a fly, looking at the stick in his hand.

On the other hand, the two disciples who drew sticks with number one, were Tan Lin and Wangu Dongchen.

Huang Xiaolong, Zhou Xu, and the others retreated to their respective viewing stage, while Tan Lin and Wangu Dongchen remained on the battle stage.

Back on the Fortune Gate’s viewing stage, Huang Xiaolong spoke first, “Junior Brother Zhou Xu’s azure dragon sword qi is very powerful, later on the stage, Junior Brother Zhou Xu please show mercy.”

Please show mercy? Zhou Xu’s face twitched.

Wu Qian’er couldn’t help but laugh, and a hint of laughter could be seen even in Li Lu’s eyes. ‘This guy, always makes others laugh.’

At this time on the battle stage, Tan Lin and Wangu Dongchen’s battle had started. Tan Lin held a green sword in his hand, while in Wangu Dongchen’s hand was a long blade; sword qi and blade qi criss-crossed across the entire stage area.

But, judging from the situation, Tan Lin had completely fallen downwind. Everyone could see that Tan Lin was repeatedly getting beaten, and if it wasn’t for his slightly higher sword skill and successful cultivation of the fourth level Sky Sword Canon, Tan Lin would have lost by now.

Tan Lin’s cultivation realm was just at the mid-Third Order Ancient God Realm, whereas Wangu Dongchen’s cultivation had already reached the peak late-Fourth Order Ancient God Realm. The gap in their strength was too big, not to mention, Wangu Dongchen’s battle prowess was higher than average among the peak late-Tenth Order Ancient God Realm.

Among all of the participants during this term, Wangu Dongchen’s strength in itself was sufficient for him to enter the top ten.

As expected, a short time later, Tan Lin stumbled and rolled off the stage, struck by Wangu Dongchen’s golden qilin flames.

The third round’s second match was between Wangu Ziyi and a disciple from the Dark Elf Mainland. As soon as they both had gotten up on the stage, the Dark Elf Mainland disciple immediately admitted his defeat.

When it was the third round’s third match between Huang Xiaolong and Zhou Xu, Zhou Xu turned to Sky Sword Ancestor and said, “Master, Huang Xiaolong and I are brothers of the same sect, and it will inevitably hurt our feelings if we fight on the stage. So, there’s no need to battle, I willingly admit defeat.”

Everyone was a little dazed listening to Zhou Xu’s words.

Huang Xiaolong sneered to himself as he listened to Zhou Xu’s words. Zhou Xu was making himself look magnanimous, as if he was someone who treasures the same sect brethren, therefore, he deliberately was making way for Huang Xiaolong to win this match?

Sky Sword Ancestor smiled and nodded his head, “Alright.”

Black Ice Ancestor was full of praise for Zhou Xu, “Zhou Xu, this child is not bad. He is magnanimous, and takes into consideration the bigger picture, unlike a certain selfish disciple that only thinks of himself—this is rare.”

Unlike a certain disciple?

A faint furrow appeared between Huang Xiaolong’s brows, ‘this Black Ice Ancestor was insinuating that he was selfish, while accusing him of being unwilling to consider the bigger picture as well as lacking love for his sect brethren? According to Black Ice Ancestor, he should learn the magnanimity from Zhou Xu by throwing in the towel like Zhou Xu had done, only then would he be considered as caring towards his sect brethren?’

Blood Knife Ancestor snorted, “Sect brethren love? Consider the bigger picture? I don’t think so; who doesn’t know Xiaolong’s strength? If they battle, Zhou Xu is going to lose for sure! Now, he doesn’t even dare to go up to the battle stage? This is throwing our Fortune Gate disciples’ reputation to the dumps!”

Zhou Xu’s expression turned ugly, but he did not dare refute Blood Knife Ancestor. He stood quietly and lowered his head.

Since Zhou Xu first threw in the towel, Huang Xiaolong won the third match. The subsequent fourth and the fifth matches also ended quickly.