flstandardbreds Chapter 168 Fulfilling Your Request
Chapter 168 Fulfilling Your Request
Chapter 168 Fulfilling Your Request
No one paid any attention to Ma Rulong; the students present were already overwhelmed by Xiao Chong's flamboyant entrance.
Some of the male trainees maintained a degree of rationality, focusing their attention on the relative strengths of the two, but their discussions were quickly drowned out by the spittle of the more infatuated female trainees.
Seeing that the scene in the training hall was getting heated and was gradually getting out of control, the master who was in charge of judging the outcome of the competition finally spoke up.
"Quiet! Everyone, quiet down!" The Master's inner energy surged, his voice full of vigor. Once the noise in the arena had subsided a bit, he shouted, "The time has come. Since you're here, hurry up and enter the arena to compete!"
Startled by the teacher's loud shout, the students fell silent, but then a group of infatuated female students immediately erupted into an even louder wave of noise.
"Xiao Chong! Victory is certain!"
"Xiao Chong! Victory is certain!"
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The waves surged higher and higher, and the Master's expression grew rather grim.
"No, if we let things continue like this, we might anger the teacher first. The competition is more important." Seeing the teacher's slightly dark expression, Xiao Chong weighed the situation briefly and then leaped onto the round platform.
Of course, the female fans' passionate hearts couldn't be cooled down. Before he could even regain his footing, Xiao Chong turned around and waved to the audience below, a charming smile on his face.
"Xiao Chong, we love you!" The infatuated female students went even crazier.
Alright, we've done everything we could. Too much of a good thing is bad. Xiao Chong bowed to the audience below, then turned to face Ma Rulong.
Ma Rulong was so angry he couldn't speak. As a senior student, he was usually pursued by female students, but he never expected that their attitude towards him would change so drastically today.
"So what if he has an extra horn? And this guy named Xiao Chong in front of you has a few extra muscles. Is it worth all this madness?" Ma Rulong gritted his teeth, his heart almost bleeding.
He vowed to teach these female trainees a lesson today, and, riding the wave of his great victory, to utterly humiliate these big-breasted, brainless fangirls.
Just as I was wondering where to begin, a voice full of wicked humor suddenly rang out from the other end: "It's only been a few days, Brother Ma, but your face is ashen, you look haggard, and you've lost a lot of weight. Is something bothering you? Tell us, and perhaps we can discuss it."
"Isn't this all because of you?" Ma Rulong felt a pang of bitterness, finding Xiao Chong's smile utterly detestable.
Forcibly suppressing the urge to strangle Xiao Chong, Ma Rulong, unwilling to lose his usual composure in front of everyone, forced a smile and said, "Xiao, you're joking. I've been practicing swordsmanship in the Trial Tower these past few days and have made some progress. But I dare not be complacent and can only work even harder, hence the fatigue."
When Ma Rulong spoke, he mustered his inner strength and sent his voice far into every corner of the dojo, hoping to regain the female students' support in the name of diligence.
But Xiao Chong seemed to be deliberately trying to mess with him, interrupting him with equally vigorous energy, saying, "Since Brother Ma is troubled by cultivation and lacks strength, let's reschedule our competition for another day." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave the stage.
"Isn't it said that cultivation can enhance physical fitness and make one stronger? How come you're not able to keep up?"
"Perhaps he has some hidden health problem?"
"It was all show and no substance! Luckily, I was careful back then, otherwise I would have been fooled!"
Upon hearing the conversation between the two on stage, the infatuated female students erupted in cheers again, pointing and whispering about Ma Rulong without any restraint.
Ma Rulong's face grew increasingly dark, as if a thick layer of black ash could be scraped off.
Enraged and humiliated, he flashed forward, blocking Xiao Chong's path and roaring, "It's alright! Even so, I will not disappoint you, Xiao! Let's begin!"
"Are you sure you're okay? Don't regret it if you lose later." Xiao Chong's tone was full of pity, as if he had already won the other party over.
"Enough nonsense, we must settle this today! Draw your weapons!" Ma Rulong's eyes flashed with ferocity as he drew a long sword from behind him with a clang and pointed it at Xiao Chong angrily.
Seeing that Ma Rulong's anger was now out of control, Xiao Chong knew that he had achieved his goal. So he stopped provoking him and instead seriously considered how he could make a perfect exit.
Sword against sword? Using the divine power inherent in the Immortal-Slaying Sword to defeat the opponent?
No! Although this sword is incredibly powerful, it consumes too much of my energy. I only know one move, [Layered Waves]. If the opponent blocks it, I'll be in a very difficult situation.
Or should we unleash the devastating weapon, the Heaven-Shaking Bow?
No, that won't do! Once the [Soul Arrow] is unleashed, it's either death or serious injury. My match with Ma Rulong is just a competition between students, not a life-or-death feud, so there's no need to use my trump card.
Why not use the [Mountain-Pulling Lean] technique I just mastered? It'll be a good opportunity to test my skills.
Just then, Ma Rulong impatiently shouted, "Draw your weapon!"
"I will not use weapons. If I were to injure Brother Ma, I would be committing a grave offense."
Xiao Chong was telling the truth, but to Ma Rulong, it sounded like a sarcastic remark.
"Hahaha... Do you think you can defeat me with your bare hands? Or do you think I'm not worthy of you using weapons?" Ma Rulong laughed angrily.
Xiao Chong nodded seriously and said, "That's really what I think. I didn't mean to belittle Brother Ma, but if Brother Ma insists on thinking that way, there's nothing I can do."
Brother Ma, please draw your sword!
"Arrogant!" Ma Rulong trembled with anger.
But since the opponent insisted on not using weapons, I had no reason to force them. However, if I won with a sword, it would be an unfair victory, unbecoming of a master.
If he were to learn from the other party and fight bare-handed, he would feel somewhat uneasy, since all his cultivation was contained in a single sword.
What should he do? Ma Rulong was unsure of what to do.
"Brother Ma, please draw your sword again!" Xiao Chong urged again as they hesitated.
He already had the advantage of swords and blades; if he were to strike first, wouldn't he be laughed at by the crowd below? Even if he won, there would be no glory in it! Ma Rulong felt caught in a dilemma.
"I beg Brother Ma to draw his sword for the third time!" Xiao Chong's calm voice came for the third time.
We can't let this standoff continue, or others will think we're afraid of them.
Ma Rulong finally came up with an idea. He put his sword-wielding hand behind his back and said, "Since you insist on fighting bare-handed, I won't take advantage of you. How about this, I'll give you three moves, and I'll draw my sword after that."
"Are you sure?" Xiao Chong asked.
“Confirmed!” Ma Rulong said in a deep voice.
"No regrets?"
"No regrets!"
"Alright, I'll grant your request."
After being reminded repeatedly, Xiao Chong felt that he had done his best and stopped insisting.