Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses - Chapter 515 - 492: I’ll Let You Make Three Moves
Chapter 515: Chapter 492: I’ll Let You Make Three Moves
The martial arts competition outside Yun Jin Manor was a bustling scene.
Lou Yi and his servant Wang Yukai arrived quite late and could only stand at the back, but fortunately, they were both tall enough to barely see the arena.
Lou Yi watched the two just finish their bout and couldn’t help but shake his head secretly.
Their moves were hollow and unstable, with too many ineffective actions. In the main world, they’d barely be equivalent to a second-level Blood Warrior.
He looked at Wang Yukai: “Brother Wang, what do you think?”
Wang Yukai’s face showed confidence: “If they are all at this level, I shall defeat them.”
Just as he finished speaking, another person leaped onto the stage.
“Nie Yun from Hengbei, please enlighten me!”
This was a young man with excellent leg skills, his legs like knives, launching a fierce attack with sharp whizzing sounds.
Xu Song, the previous sword winner, tried to use the same old tactics, blocking with his arms desperately while waiting for a chance to counterattack.
But Nie Yun’s offensive was too strong, forcing him back continuously, unable to withstand, eventually kicked off the stage, nearly tripping over.
“What formidable legwork, could this Nie Yun be the offspring of Iron Leg King Nie Jingfeng?”
“Leg King Nie Jingfeng, who once defeated a multitude of Hengbei experts with his Stunning Leg, is quite renowned in the martial world!”
Lou Yi observed and found that this Nie Yun’s strength was at the Minor Circulation level, indeed much stronger than Xu Song.
He looked again at Wang Yukai and noticed his face had darkened a bit.
“Brother Wang, what do you think?”
“This person is strong, but if I use the Wang Family’s Divine Sword, he won’t have much chance.
However, the Wang Family’s Divine Sword is bound to draw blood, and there’s no need for that in a mere contest.”
Nevertheless, Nie Yun only stayed in the ring for an incense stick’s time before being defeated by an unknown sword expert, vomiting blood, clearly injured.
At this point, without waiting for Lou Yi to ask, Wang Yukai spoke actively: “Though I don’t fear these people, as the saying goes, there’s always someone stronger, and one mountain is higher than another, winning may not be guaranteed.
If I lose, it would disgrace the honor of my ancestors’ Divine Sword. Forget it, let’s just watch the excitement.”
Hearing this, Lou Yi and the old servant exchanged a glance, both remaining silent.
Just then, a proud young boy in white brocade clothes, along with a beautiful girl in a white fox fur, escorted by seven or eight stick-holding servants, swaggered over.
They rudely pushed others aside to the side, reaching the closest place to the ring, making those being pushed only dare to be angry but not speak up.
“It’s the Wu Family’s first young master and second young miss!”
“Can’t afford to provoke them, let’s watch from another place!”
Obviously, the Wu Family was quite famous here, instilling some intimidation in the onlookers, not even daring to approach.
Seeing this white-robed young man, Wang Yukai’s eyes turned red.
This was the very person who had previously ordered his servants to beat them away, also the brother of his fiancée.
Seeing the beautiful girl in white fur made Wang Yukai’s face darken further, thinking of leaving.
“Let’s go, it’s boring to watch here,” Wang Yukai said with little interest.
“Hold on.”
Lou Yi’s ears twitched and stopped Wang Yukai.
Wang Yukai paused his movement.
Although there was quite a distance from the Wu siblings and surrounded by loud human voices, he suddenly could hear their conversation clearly for some reason.
Even though he didn’t understand why, Wang Yukai no longer had the energy to ponder.
“That Wang family’s kid is ridiculous; he has no shame.
I heard his father sold the family fields to pay for his studies, only to manage to pass as a scholar.
The current Wang Family wealth is probably about the same as our tenant farmers, how does he have the face to visit us?”
“Oh, because of a casual drunken word from twenty years ago by my father, he wants to leech off our family? A toad at the bottom of a well, does it really think it can capture a swan’s eye?”
“Rest assured, sister, I will never let you marry that Wang family’s kid. If he dares to show up again, I will have his legs broken!”
“Brother, don’t go too far, I fear he might spread rumors, tarnishing the Wu Family’s reputation.”
“Hmph, even if given a dozen guts, he wouldn’t dare; otherwise, I’ll skin him alive!
Today, I’ve come to marry the miss of Yun Jin Manor, to forge a strong alliance with our Wang Family… by then, the Wang Family will flourish, and you can marry into a better family, sister.”
“Thank you, brother.”
Listening to the Wu siblings’ conversation, Wang Yukai’s face flushed red, breathing heavily, and eyes burning with rage.
He grabbed the hilt of the long sword at his waist but then hesitated and let go.
“Damn it, one day I will make that Wu family regret it!”
’Whoosh!’
At this moment, Young Master Wu agilely leapt to the stage like a nimble bird.
The dazzling move immediately drew applause.
He cupped his hands: “I am Wu Le, please guide me!”
“It’s the Wu Family’s first young master!”
“I heard Young Master Wu’s Cloud Hand is perfected, surpassing even his father’s level back in the day!”
Seeing Wang Yukai’s fiancée’s brother, Wu Le, across from him.
The sword expert opposite was visibly growing serious.
’Whoosh!’
He didn’t dare hold back and struck fiercely with his sword.
The speed of the sword was astonishing, producing a sharp swishing sound.
However, in the face of such a full-force attack, Wu Le remained calm and unhurried, barely moving his steps.
He just slightly tilted his body, evading the sword attack, then precisely tapped the blade with a finger, making a crisp ’clang’ sound.
’Clang clang!’
After one tap, two more rapid taps hit different spots on the blade.
The skilled swordsman’s face changed, and the sword unexpectedly slipped from his hand, falling to the ground.
“I… lost.” The skilled swordsman said somewhat bitterly.
With his weapon gone, he naturally could only admit defeat.
The onlookers erupted in amazement.
“The descendant of the Sword Knight, known for outstanding swordsmanship among his peers, had just consecutively defeated several people, yet couldn’t even last two moves?”
“Remarkable, young master Wu Le from the Wu family, perhaps comparable to the direct disciples of the four great sects!”
As the audience continuously praised, Wang Yukai’s expression grew increasingly sour.
“Yun Er, the fast gun from Wanzhou, seeks guidance from Young Master Wu!”
“Representative of the Iron Sword, Liu Feng, seeks your guidance!”
“A life-taking stab, deadly and unforgiving, Young Master Wu be careful!”
Next, several experts even stronger than the sword knight’s descendant leapt onto the stage.
But no matter how hard they tried, the outcome was the same, easily defeated by Wu Le.
Wu Le was truly showing off, gaining much attention, reducing the number and speed of challengers.
Wu Le turned his head toward the head seat of the stage, where a middle-aged man in azure silk robes sat grandly.
His stature was imposing, his demeanor steady; he was none other than Li Weizhou, the Manor Master of Yunjin Villa, nicknamed One Palm Plains.
Even in the martial realm, he held significant status, a genuine top-tier expert, on par with many sect leaders.
Unfortunately, Manor Master Li Weizhou’s daughter had yet to appear, making Wu Le click his tongue in slight disappointment.
’Oh well, even if she’s ugly, for the grand cause of the Wu family, I can tolerate it. Worst case, I’ll take a few more concubines later…’ Wu Le thought somewhat restlessly.
Seeing his rival Wu Le basking in glory, Wang Yukai had reddened eyes but was helpless.
He knew too well his capabilities; he feared he wouldn’t last even three moves up there.
“Brother Wang, today’s the day to avenge your grievances.” Lou Yi’s voice came to his ear, causing Wu Le to show a wry smile.
“Brother Liu, don’t joke, I’m not yet a match for this guy. But in a few more years…”
“Trust me, Brother Wang, you’ll surely defeat him.”
“No no no… ah!”
Wang Yukai suddenly felt a massive push from behind.
His entire body soared into the air with arms outstretched.
He flew over the spectators, tracing a graceful arc, landing firmly on the stage.
Such a splendid, smooth move immediately garnered cheers from the crowd.
“Could that be Lightweight Skill?”
“Even if not, it’s close enough. Young Master Wu might have met a formidable foe!”
“Exciting, worth watching!”
On stage, Wu Le looked at the suddenly appearing Wang Yukai, furrowing his brows.
“It’s you?”
Wang Yukai’s mind ran through complex thoughts, but he had no choice but to act.
He stood with hands behind his back and spoke coolly: “Wang Family from Lingdong, Wang Yukai.
Young Master Wu, please.”
Seeing the other not even assuming a stance, utterly rude, Wu Le couldn’t help but laugh angrily.
“Fine, fine! Today I’ll witness the Wang family’s techniques!”
At that moment, a familiar voice whispered in Wang Yukai’s ear: “Brother Wang, don’t worry, I’m supporting you from behind.”
’This is Secret Transmission, a profound skill only top experts can master!’
’Yet, Brother Liu hides his true skills; I’m saved!’ Wang Yukai was overjoyed, his earlier worries mostly fading.
“You wanted revenge, right? I’ll help, but you need to follow my chant…” Lou Yi continued through secret transmission.
Listening, Wang Yukai spoke slowly toward the opposite: “Your Wu family’s Cloud Hand, in my eyes, is merely child’s play, far from being a match for my Wang family’s Divine Sword.
This way, I’ll give you three moves first, lest others say I bully you.”
“What?!”
The audience below was in an uproar.
Meanwhile, Wu Le was so angry his facial muscles twitched.
“Fine, fine, fine! I shall see what Divine Skill and secret technique this declining Wang family has!”
Saying this, Wu Le’s fingers curled into claws, producing crisp ’crack’ sounds, and he lunged at Wang Yukai like a fierce tiger!
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