977 Pros and Cons (1/2)
As it turned out, their respective compromises had resulted in the current outcome.
It was inevitable that Kong Luoyue would lose, even if he were to use the Stealth Needles, but Shi Wuchen would not be able to proceed and compete against the others today as well despite winning this round.
Yun Yang was extremely satisfied with the result but he refrained from saying anything. He let it pass without any comment, and with a smile, he announced, ”Second pair!”
However, he thought to himself, 'Shi Wuchen held back first. His sword had gone straight for the throat earlier; victory was within his grasp – Kong Luoyue did not have any opportunity to shoot the Stealth Needles. Nonetheless, Shi Wuchen held himself back right at that moment. His emphasis on their brotherhood and the general state of things was apparent. As for Kong Luoyue, he gave up his last counterattack, despite gaining an opportunity. He would rather solidify his defeat and relent. The sense of brotherhood is strong with him too.'
'Both of them are generally wonderful, able to stand firm on their own. Their sense of kinship is impeccable as well. The sect can consider them in the future for relevant tasks.'
The second pair was Shi Bujia and Tie Qingcang and their bout was even more dazzling.
One of them was called the Young Master of Dark Fog while another was titled the Gold-Hand Scholar. Most people would assume that these two men were lean and suave gentlemen by their monikers, but that perception couldn't be further from the truth. They looked gentlemanly, but they were not lean at all, both burly and well-muscled.
The brawny men began to strike each mercilessly once they began their battle. Their strong statures caused the ground and mountains to quake, magnifying the match's amplitude. If it were not for the Residence of Nine Supremes' excellent mountain guarding formation, the landscape would have easily been destroyed by the pair's collisions.
The Young Master of Dark Fog was completely hidden in the inky mist but his techniques were not diabolical, each form and style powerful and open. As for the Gold-Hand Scholar whom Yun Yang thought about a lot, that worthy fellow was finally unleashing his skill too. Tie Qingcang's sleeves fluttered; his arms all the way to his wrists were glittering with gold, looking like they were invincible. He parried Shi Bujia's advances with his pair of arms; where his palms and fists passed, they felt like a giant ax hacking a mountain open, or the god of thunder raging!
Yun Yang's eyelids jumped at the sight.
The scholar and the young master landed each strike with brutal efficiency, battling aggressively and fearlessly. It was as if two nemeses from the previous life had met in this one when these two herculean men fought; their combat styles were all about strength.
As the bout progressed, a sword and a pair of arms went at each other head-on, colliding without reservation!
Whatever form and technique, whatever the art style, the entire battle was filled with the sounds of collisions… The spectators were baffled, jaws dropping out at what they were witnessing.
Golden glow shone, dark fog rose, and finally…
The Young Master of Dark Fog cried out furiously, ”What in the actual world are your stupid hands made of? How can they damage my weighty sword! I'm not fighting anymore!”
As he spoke, he surrendered and quit the match.
Tie Qingcang guffawed, showing off his gleaming hands and roaring with confidence and pride, ”These are my hands! Gold hands! Unbeatable!”
The crowd booed at him in unison, but when they looked at the pair who just fought again, their gazes were serious.
When the pair fought explosively, they watched in admiration and satisfaction. However, if one from the pair were to swap with any one of them here, no one was certain that they would win as the combat style was too extreme and barbaric!