907 Becoming the Champion (1/2)
”Return it to you? You are quite a shameless bastard, aren't you? Half a minute ago, you demanded me to call you my master! Now, you are trying to break the promise when you know that you have lost the bet! I have never seen a shameless bastard like you!” said Wu Aofeng.
”I…”
Rendered speechless, Xu Changqing was ashamed of himself and his face turned red immediately.
”Let me repeat the thing that you told me just now! A lot of people are watching us when we made the bet! Do you really think you can break the promise?!”
Wu Aofeng's mouth twitched. He then walked away from him. No one dared to stop him from going.
”Stand right there! Do not move!”
Xu Changqing was too weak to move around. All he could do was use his voice to stop Wu Aofeng. Seeing that Wu Aofeng was ignoring him, he almost died from fury.
”Faction Leader Yue! Grand Elder Zhuang! Isn't the result of this match of fighting is pretty straightforward? Are you guys planning to announce the result?” said Chen Xiaobei in a loud manner with his head lifted high.
”This…”
Taken aback, Zhuang Bihuang looked at Yue Changkong unconsciously. Phantom Rain was after all Yue Junmo—losing this match would mean the change of ownership of the first three places. Though Zhuang Bihuang was the grand elder of Mount Hua Faction, he still did not dare to decide this matter all by himself.
”Faction Leader Yue! Grand Elder Zhuang! What's there to discuss?? Everyone is watching the two of you! Phantom Rain used a shameless way to defeat Chang Qing and you are fine with it! Chen Xiaobei just won the fight fair and square! Why are you not announcing the result?!” said Su Dongruo.
Clearly, he just raised his voice on purpose. Immediately, the crowd started to grow restless after hearing the thing that Su Dongruo just said. The crowd was already frustrated after Phantom Rain defeated Chang Qing in a despicable way. And now they were getting angry after realizing that Yue Junmo refused to announce the result.
”Chen Xiaobei won this round! Why are you not announcing the result?!”
”Chen Xiaobei won the match fair and square! He is definitely better than that despicable and shameless son of a bitch, Phantom Rain!”
”Could it be Phantom Rain is actually related to Mount Hua Faction?! That's why he's having this special privilege?!”
”Mount Hua Faction is one of the most reputable ancient faction! Are they going to rig this martial arts competition?! Are they really going to toss their good reputation away?!”
Feeling angry, the crowd let out all their dissatisfactions.
Wu Aofeng was smart enough to blend himself into the crowd and shouted alongside them.
”Announce that Chen Xiaobei won this competition! Now! If not, you can let this rigged martial arts competition carry on and we will leave this shit place immediately!”
”Right! We will leave this place! You can go and play with yourself!”
”I'm not going to watch it anymore… Not anymore!”
The moment Wu Aofeng voiced out his opinion, everyone started to pressure Mount Hua Faction.
”This…”
Feeling frustrated, Yue Changkong felt like he was forced to eat a pile of warm shit. To Yue Changkong, the crowd was like a group of ants to him. However, he knew that he needed them. Without them, this martial arts competition would turn into a complete joke. That would mean the reputation of Mount Hua Faction would be destroyed completely.