Chapter 560 - West Regions Pang Xiang Ming (1/2)
Chapter 560: West Region’s Pang Xiang Ming
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu
“Hehe, I heard that the Spirit Treasures Pavilion held a once in three or five year compet.i.tion, and one of the compet.i.tion rounds was martial arts. Are there really no other decent opponents?” Si Tu Yao continued to ridicule the crowd.
Everyone was unconvinced. Although Si Tu Yao won, it still didn’t change their fate of being trapped, and since they were trapped and humiliated, they felt even worse.
“I’ll battle you!” A hot-headed young man leapt down, yet he was just a n.o.body that didn’t even enter the Flower Blossom Tier. Without even getting close, he was bitten to death by a Corpse Soldier, his blood splattering all over the ground.
Si Tu Yao played with the Heptagold Mirror that used to belong to Jia Zhang, and smiled as he said, “Although that guy was pathetically weak, this Spirit Tool is really quite good, posing a threat to even peak stage Flower Blossom Tier warriors.”
“Give back the treasure mirror!” Someone leapt down the city walls and yelled at Si Tu Yao. It was a forty years old man, who emitted an unfathomably deep presence.
“Hmph, already at such an age… Don’t b.u.t.t in!” Bai Yuan intervened, and swatted towards that person with a palm.
Yin Xu Yang hurriedly intervened to save that person. Peng , with a loud bang, Bai Yuan’s attack was neutralized. That middle-aged man’s face turned pale, and he hurriedly ran back. He was Jia Family’s Spiritual Infant Tier elite. He originally wanted to retrieve the treasure, yet almost gave up his live doing so.
“Hehe.” Bai Yuan laughed. “This old man will give you guys a chance. Those under thirty years of age can take the field to spar with these ten small guys. Each person can partic.i.p.ate in at most ten fights, and with each win, this old man can let ten people leave this city.”
Yin Xue Yang immediately sneered, and said, “Can your nonsense be trusted?”
“Hehe, then this old man will make an oath,” Bai Yuan said, and raised his hand to make an oath as expected.
G.o.ds lay three feet above one’s head—dao oaths couldn’t be recklessly made.
Everyone instantly revealed an impulsive look. Wining one battle, they could receive ten quotas to leave the city, and if they won a few battles, they could even bring their entire family out of this killing formation.
“I’ll battle you!” Someone immediately jumped out and attacked Si Tu Yao.
“Court death!” Si Tu Yao sneered as four Corpse Soldiers demonstrated their power, instantly dismembering that person.
“Give us a decent opponent, or else there’s no need to make such a bet,” a disciple of the Thousand Corpse Sect said, revealing an impatient look. “I’m not interested in killing ants.”
Atop the city gates, the youngsters looked at each other, revealing their burning fury.
“Quite arrogant, huh?” a youngster in a blue long garment said dully. His figure was lanky, and he had a moon-shaped mark on his forehead, flas.h.i.+ng indistinctly.
He stood amongst the crowd, unprepossessing, but once he spoke, his presence rose infinitely, instantly turning into a resplendent star from a pa.s.serby.
Xiu , he leapt down and stood at the city gates.
“Hmm, this opponent’s not bad.” With a glance, Si Tu Yao revealed a joyful look. “This follower’s mine!”
The youngster in the blue raised his right hand. A silver bell was actually fastened to his wrist, looking somewhat girly. He shook his hand, and instantly ding, ding, ding sounds echoed, beautiful and pleasant to listen to. He looked at Si Tu Yao and said, “I’m about to win, and I don’t need any quotas to leave the city. You can kneel on the ground and kowtow forcefully three times.”
Si Tu Yao’s expression changed drastically, and he said, “Such arrogant manner! Hmph, after I defeat you, I’ll have you know what the pecking order is!”
The youngster in blue smiled slightly, and said, “Attack, I’ll give you three moves.”
“Arrogant!” Si Tu Yao snapped his finger. “Charge!” The four Corpse Soldiers immediately jumped out and attacked the youngster in blue garment.