Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Chapter 1224: Chapter 289: Chen Jie: It’s My Turn!

Zhang CuiShan was being chased and blocked by this woman, and the scene instantly turned into a female hooligan teasing a handsome scholar.

Zhang CuiShan continuously dodged, but finally, his brow furrowed. The next moment, the treasure sword in his hand swung out, creating shadows of swords everywhere, resembling a Heaven and Earth Net. The woman was stunned, about to speak, but then suddenly felt a weight on her shoulder as a sword rested upon it.

”I accept your concession.”

Zhang CuiShan spoke, and everyone had to admit, Zhang CuiShan’s sword was truly fast and fierce.

Even Lord Wuxiang was about to stand up to announce the result of the match.

But at this moment, Fang Susu said, ”Accept what concession, I didn’t lose.”

Zhang CuiShan furrowed his brow and looked at her, saying, ”The sword is close to your neck, yet you haven’t lost?”

Fang Susu said, ”I say I didn’t lose, so I didn’t lose. You must cut it down for it to count as losing. Go ahead and cut, go on, cut!”

Fang Susu said with her neck raised, Zhang CuiShan frowned deeply, unsure how to conclude the situation, when suddenly, he heard three sharp whistling sounds.

Zhang CuiShan was startled, feeling three flying needles shooting directly at him. His brows rose instantly, and he leaped up; the next moment, his movement technique was graceful, stepping on his left foot with his right, soaring more than three meters high.

He was using the Wudang Cloud Stepping technique.

Whizz, whizz, whizz...

The three poison needles flew out, randomly hitting three young children.

Screams echoed, and instantly, three Jianghu people fell not far away.

Seeing this scene, Mo Shenggu was instantly enraged, ”You, demon woman, how dare you use deceit to harm my fifth brother!”

Upon hearing this, Fang Susu turned her head sharply and said, ”Hmph, you even called me a demon woman, so what’s the harm in me using some treachery?”

Yin Liting responded, ”Using hidden weapons to harm others is not something a gentleman would do, is it?”

Fang Susu said, ”Hey, you call me a demon woman, who said I’m a gentleman?”

Mo Shenggu angrily said, ”I did!”

Before he could speak further, Zhang CuiShan had already landed, shouting, ”Junior Brother.”

Mo Shenggu fell silent, as Zhang CuiShan landed and said, ”Miss Fang, since you do not admit defeat, let’s continue then.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Susu raised her hand and said, ”It’s boring, I’m done playing, I admit defeat.”

Saying this, Fang Susu directly jumped off the stage, leaving Zhang CuiShan, who had set up a fighting stance, dumbfounded—she just stopped playing, was she really not considering him a person!

Zhang CuiShan thought this with a bewildered expression.

At this moment, Lord Wuxiang stood up and said, ”Second match, Zhang CuiShan wins, next one.”

Zhang CuiShan wore a confused expression; at this moment, Lord Wuxiang looked around, then called for the next, but this time no one stepped forward, all staring honestly at Zhang CuiShan.

After waiting for a long time without anyone volunteering, Lord Wuxiang said, ”Since that is the case, Young Hero Zhang, please name someone.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang CuiShan cupped his hands toward the stage and said, ”Everyone, forgive me, but I wonder if any friend wishes to come up for a spar.”

Upon hearing this, the people below remained silent, each lowering their head, reminiscent of students unwilling to be called upon by the teacher during class.

Zhang CuiShan finished his words; after a long time, still, no one came up, at this moment, Zhang CuiShan cupped his hands and said, ”Forgive me, this gentleman here, please come up.”

”Ah, me, no, no, I admit defeat.”

”Then this gentleman here.”

”I, I also admit defeat.”

Zhang CuiShan’s oppressive aura was too great; fighting him would just mean losing, why bother coming up to be humiliated?

Thinking this, Zhang CuiShan looked at these people before him and said, ”Everyone, I accept your concession.”

Very soon, Zhang CuiShan achieved seven victories, winning out.

Becoming the first to have the opportunity to challenge the third round, the Prince Mansion Tributor, at this moment, Lord Wuxiang said, ”Next...”

The following participants were well-behaved, not arbitrarily disrupting the rules like Fang Susu.

Thus very soon the victors of the second round emerged one after another.

Wudang: Zhang CuiShan, Yin Liting, Mo Shenggu.

Divine Dragon Sect: Fang Zheng.

Imperial Temple: Niu Ba (Zhu Yuanzhang) Niu Jiu (Xu Da)

Tie Sect: Qiu Liang.

Five Mountains Sword Sects, Huashan Zhang Songbai.

The eight victors stood out directly; they would represent the five thousand six hundred Jianghu experts in the third round, qualified to challenge the representatives sent by the Ruyang Royal Mansion.

At this point, the eight stood on the fighting stage.

Lord Wuxiang said, ”Good, congratulations to the eight of you successfully entering the third round. The third round is a challenge match; once you succeed in the challenge, you have the opportunity to take away our Ruyang Royal Mansion’s Wu Mu’s Legacy, becoming a hero renowned throughout the world.”

”To become the Supreme Martial Arts.”

Saying this, Lord Wuxiang extended his hand and said, ”Now, please welcome the Prince Mansion Tributor.”

With this statement, Chen Jiusi and others, who had been watching the battles for a long time, finally stepped onto the stage.

The intense battles just witnessed were merely the threshold for Chen Jie and others.

Soon, the group ascended the fighting stage.

Leading them was the traitor of Wudang, the White-clothed Sword God, Han Baiyi.

At this moment, he wore a face of indifference.

He scanned the room, fixing his gaze on everyone present, and finally looked toward Zhang CuiShan who was at the forefront.

Zhang CuiShan also looked at Han Baiyi, seeing his attire, he spoke, ”Brother Han!”

Han Baiyi glanced at Zhang CuiShan and said, ”Don’t call me brother, I am no longer a disciple of Wudang.”

Upon hearing this, Han Baiyi turned his attention to Song Yuanqiao seated at the chairman’s platform.

Song Yuanqiao looked at Han Baiyi in a daze and said, ”Junior Brother Han!”

Han Baiyi said coldly, ”Who are you calling Junior Brother, I am no longer your junior brother. I said, I have defected from Wudang, henceforth I am not Elder Zhang’s disciple!”

”How impudent!”

Upon hearing this, Mo Shenggu yelled angrily, ”How dare you call the master Elder Zhang, I don’t care who you are, I absolutely will not allow you to insult my master!”