180 The Heaven and Earth Arena 2 (1/2)

”The second duel shall… begin!”

The elder of the Heaven and Earth Arena stepped back towards the end of the arena designated as his post for observing the course of the duel between the two participants.

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However, neither Tang Shiqi nor Fang Man adopted combative stances, their auras placid as though engaging in an afternoon tea session.

”What are they doing?”

Suddenly, Tang Shiqi took a step forward towards the center of the stadium, turning around a full circle to face the members of the spectators.

The youth clenched his fingers into a fist before his chest, murmuring a few words below his breath before raising his gaze towards the farthest seated people.

”Today, I, Tang Shiqi, have a message to address to a single person,” Tang Shiqi declared in an even voice devoid of any breaks or signs of nervousness.

Caw?

The little raven jerked its head to the side, an uneasy premonition arising within its heart.

”I do not know whether that person is there, but I wish to say this regardless. Today, through this match, I shall display that I am not the person you speak of! I am not like the unworthy that you have mentioned, and I shall step over my obstacles to soar into the high heavens!”

Gulp…

That speech, surely it wasn't directed towards…

The little raven glanced at An Fei, its heart unknowingly laden with a sentimental and jealous expression.

However, to its delight and horror, the young girl seemed equally as confused as the other participants her head tilted to its right with her countenance displaying a pure shade of befuddlement.

C-caw.

Heavens, that lass completely forgot about that incident!?

As the little raven sighed itself to misery at the young girl's reliable ability to forget seemingly inconsequential details and events, An Fei was truly completely clueless regarding the intention behind the words spoken by Tang Shiqi.

She even had the interesting idea that the youth was attempting to profess his love to another maiden of the Bone Spirit Town that had pitied him after his fiancé ditched him for wealth and prestige.

…after all, the young girl didn't deign to pay much attention to Tang Shiqi attempting to plead for a single drop of fox blood, leading to the lack of a distinct memory…

But that was a story for another time.

”Young Master Tang, have you finished your speech?”

Fang Man brushed the sleeves of his uniform, his handsome and heavenly countenance dripping with a tinge of sarcasm as he glanced towards the impassioned youth.

Tang Shiqi turned to face the youth from the Tang Clan, his suppressed rage finally bursting through the cracked seams.

”Fang Man, don't you dare look down onto others!”

The Third Young Master of Tang roared as he dashed forward, the fingers of his right hand curling as though gripping an imaginary tool.

Behind his back, an ephemeral and faint sigil manifested to glare at the world, a slight aura of imperial dignity and domineering might surging throughout the stadium.

”Heavens… what's that!?”

”An eye – no, are those numbers?”

The spectators gushed with surprise, their expressions reflecting their inability to comprehend the scene.

Even the elder besides the young girl was unable to keep his jaw from striking the floor in his amazement, nearly collapsing into his chair from the shock.

”Physical manifestation of aura… a physical manifestation of aura…” he wheezed, his bony fingers clamped tight onto the handle of the wooden cane.

The sigil was akin to that of a sundial without its central ridge.

Spanning along its circumference were a series of smaller rings that isolated groups of inscriptions of phoenixes, dragons, and lotus petals.

The top of the sundial sported a massive character that symbolized the number 'one', the symbol remaining constant amidst the watery backdrop of the sigil.

The spectators constantly made remarks regarding the mystery of the number at the top of the sundial, and whether its unforeseen properties could defeat Fang Man.

Yip!?

An Fei, on the other hand, saw a total of nine characters spanning the first nine numbers; eight were faint and slightly obscured, with only the first revealing a dazzling glow as though it reflected the sun's brilliance.

All of the sudden, the young girl noticed that the small fox was wriggling inside the leather bag in a fit of agitation.

”Xiao Bai, what's wrong?” the young girl crooned, her index finger tickling the small fox's underbelly in an attempt to calm it down.