The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Chapter 747: Chapter 732: Making a Name (Part 3)

The Right Protector of the Kuangsha Gang on the right stepped out: ”I’ll do it!”

He reached the stage, pushed off with his hand, and leapt up agilely and nimbly. Compared to Sang Youchong, an honest young man walking up to the stage with a bashful look, his presence was much more imposing.

He said, ”Wan Qi of the Kuangsha Gang!” With that, he reached behind his back and drew the pair of maces he was carrying.

This weapon is heavier than swords and knives; ordinary people don’t use it, but those who dare are skilled.

Sang Youchong looked at the double maces, his throat moved, seemingly swallowing a gulp of saliva, a sign of nervousness.

Duan Sizhan chuckled to the Gang Leader of the Kuangsha Gang, ”Still, Qin Gang Leader has a good eye. Your Guardian Wan has won the first match; let’s see how arrogant that Feiyun Pavilion remains!”

The Gang Leader of the Kuangsha Gang modestly said, ”Could it be that Feiyun Pavilion has been too aggressive earlier, running out of experts to fight with? If that’s the case, then we are indeed gaining the advantage!”

While speaking, the two on stage had already started fighting. Wan Qi, either wishing for a swift victory or not minding being laughed at, didn’t even wait for Sang Youchong to pick up the spear on the ground before launching an attack with his maces.

The moves were powerful and fierce, creating gusts of wind. He intentionally suppressed Sang Youchong’s momentum, giving him no time to retrieve his weapon.

The Gang Leader of the Kuangsha Gang lightly sighed, ”Guardian Wan has always been impatient!”

Duan Sizhan laughed, ”That guy didn’t hold the weapon, but left it on the ground. Could it be he expected us to wait for him to dawdle forever?”

After saying that, he glanced at the slightly distant Ling Xiao, thinking that Master Ling’s face must look awful now.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xiao was talking to Xue Sheng, not even glancing at the stage.

If he’s not watching, does it mean he expects a severe loss, or is he so confident he doesn’t need to watch?

It must be the former, after all, given the person it is!

In seven moves, Wan Qi was continuously attacking, and Sang Youchong was continuously dodging, indeed having no chance to grab his weapon. However, just as Xue Sheng and others’ faces showed smiles, thinking Wan Qi was sure to win, Sang Youchong stomped his foot, hooked and flicked, raised his hand, and caught the spear in his hand; in a flash of white light, thrust it forward, who knows how it happened, but the spear headed straight to Wan Qi’s exposed chest!

This all happened in the blink of an eye.

Sang Youchong stomping his foot, hooking and flicking, picking up the spear, and striking, all occurred almost instantaneously.

There was a cry of shock!

The Gang Leader of the Kuangsha Gang stood up sharply, their right protector, Wan Qi, his right-hand man, was he really about to lose his life in just one counterattack?

However, the blood-splattered scene everyone expected didn’t occur; at this point, Wan Qi retreated four or five steps, the spear always pointing at his heart.

The whole arena was silent.

Wan Qi struggled to lower his head and saw the hard object against his heart; it was the spear shaft.

It turns out that the flash of white light just now was Sang Youchong reversing the spear, attacking with the other end. If he hadn’t reversed it, the spearhead would have surely run Wan Qi through!

He had attacked with seven moves but failed, the opponent just took one move!

Wan Qi loosened his grip, and the double maces fell to the ground, his face turning pale.

After retrieving his spear and stepping back, Sang Youchong appeared even more bashful, embarrassedly saying, ”Thank you for letting me win!”

Everyone: ”...”

Seeing his bashful and honest demeanor, they thought he was just making up the numbers, not expecting such skill!

Only Ling Xiao was not surprised at all.

Sang Youchong is young but is a first-class middle-tier expert, second only to him in skill.

And his bashful expression, his honest face, often exhibited a slightly helpless demeanor, providing him with a great disguise.

Wan Qi’s defeat was too quick, leaving nobody stepping up for a moment.

Ling Xiao glanced at Xue Sheng, then at the other four, leisurely saying, ”Aren’t your subordinates going to come up on stage? Is this admitting defeat, just waiting for me to duel with the Hall Masters, Sect Leaders, and Gang Leaders and then concede to my Feiyun Pavilion?”

Xue Sheng was furious. This kind of assured tone, nonchalant manner, coupled with the impression of having everything under control, was infuriating.

How could their protectors, squad leaders, and over twenty people be intimidated by just one person from the opponent’s side?

Under his cue, an Incense Master from the Blood Tiger Hall jumped onto the stage.

You attack, I counter; the fight proceeded quickly, only, when Sang Youchong defeated the fifth opponent, Xue Sheng and others, who originally thought they held the advantage, couldn’t smile anymore.

The sixth person hadn’t stepped onto the stage yet, and Sang Youchong very apologetically said, ”Uh, should we switch to someone else? I keep winning, and it’s a bit awkward!”

Xue Sheng and his group: ”...”

Feeling like coughing up blood, is this Feiyun Pavilion so infuriating? Ling Xiao is infuriating, and even an ordinary disciple is so infuriating!