Chapter 185 - 103: I’m in Charge of the Countdown, You’re in Charge of the Knockout

Chapter 185: Chapter 103: I’m in Charge of the Countdown, You’re in Charge of the Knockout

"It only costs five points to guarantee a win against Zhu Li. Why not take the easy victory?"

"The Tenth Prince brought three Mansion Officials to our door for this very reason. Why must we let him have his way?"

"Bullshit!"

Zhu Yan was furious. "This competition is being held before the Prefecture Examination! It’s all about pride! If we actually surrender, how could either of us show our faces in public again?"

Zhuge Xiao just smiled and shook his head. "If this were like any other year, you’d be right. But if it were really like any other year, why would all the Prince’s Mansions be fighting so desperately?"

"Isn’t it for those three rewards, each worth twenty merit points? That might be the only prize we can get our hands on this early."

"The Civilian Mansion Official for our Ninth Prince’s Mansion has already been chosen. We don’t need to earn anyone’s admiration, so why are we so fixated on this pointless battle of pride?"

Zhu Yan sneered. "With an attitude like that, Brother Zhuge, I’m afraid you’ll never become a true powerhouse."

Zhuge Xiao: "..."

He was exasperated. ’You talk to him about martial arts, and he talks about ambition. You talk to him about strategy, and he talks about pride.’

The Jinyang Zhu Clan was naturally prideful, and Zhu Yan was also determined to get even for what happened to Bao Longtao.

’So much for trying to help. I just made myself look like the bad guy.’

Still, he didn’t regret it. Now that he was part of the Ninth Prince’s Mansion, he wanted it to win.

Turning his head, he quietly watched the Martial Arts Arena.

He began counting down silently in his head.

One hundred.

Ninety-nine.

Ninety-eight...

The force behind the Wolf King’s pounces and swipes grew weaker and weaker. The natural gifts of the wolf race were incredible speed and sharp claws, giving them the patience for a hunt. However, they lacked the endurance for a prolonged, high-intensity battle. Its stamina was draining far too quickly.

Feng Tianxi was getting anxious, his attacks quickening by several fold.

But the shaft of Zhao Ci’s spear was like an impenetrable fortress wall.

He still couldn’t find an opening to unleash his killing blow.

But now, his True Qi had fallen to a point where he couldn’t even execute one if he had the chance.

Meanwhile, Zhuge Xiao’s countdown was nearing its end.

Thirteen!

Twelve!

It’s unclear whether he lost his grip or not.

Zhao Ci’s hands slipped and the long spear flew from his grasp. His intended spear technique was cut short, failing to block Feng Tianxi’s incoming strike.

"SHLICK!"

A wound a finger’s-breadth deep appeared on his shoulder, blood flowing freely.

The spear, now off its original course, swung with immense force and smashed into Feng Tianxi’s Dantian.

He was sent flying, all five hundred and fifty-plus pounds of him.

The True Qi in Feng Tianxi’s body erupted into chaos. His head lolled to the side, and he passed out.

As for Zhao Ci, he lunged toward the Wolf King bare-handed.

The Wolf King was seething with rage. ’This human is so arrogant! He hasn’t even reached the Physical Body Realm, yet he abandons the weapons the Human Race excels with to fight me with his bare hands?’

This was, without a doubt, a provocation.

It opened its massive jaws and lunged for Zhao Ci’s shoulder.

But Zhao Ci just scoffed and grabbed its jaws with his bare hands.

One hand on the top, one on the bottom.

He got a firm grip on its upper and lower jaw.

The sharp fangs pierced his palms, and blood began to pour from his hands.

But a torrent of dense True Qi surged into his arms. With just a slight shift, an astonishing amount of power erupted.

Imperial Extreme Scattering Hand.

The first time he had ever used it in front of outsiders.

All they heard was...

"CRACK!"

"CRACK!"

"AWOOOO..."

The howl that followed the two snaps of breaking bone was utterly miserable.

Its upper and lower jaws had been snapped clean in two.

"Hssss..."

"Hssss..."

"Hssss..."

A series of sharp intakes of breath could be heard from the crowd.

Even Zhu Yan, who had been so defiant just moments before, was completely stunned.

"Nine."

"Eight..."

The countdown in Zhuge Xiao’s mind came to an abrupt halt. He shook the feather fan in his hand, a look of annoyance on his face.

’A failure!’

’Why is my margin of error so large today?’