bookrebus Battle of Chapter 92
Battle of Chapter 92
After leaving the underground battlefield, Yu Meng led them to a private room in the teahouse.
"Please wait here for a moment, I'll call the master over right away." After saying that, Yu Meng carefully left the room.
"Shen Xu, I know you wouldn't be that bored. What exactly do you want to do?" Wu Qi asked immediately after Yu Meng left.
"Wouldn't it be better to earn more Nourishing Essence Pills?" Shen Xu said casually while sipping his tea.
"You really trust that ten-year-old child that much?"
"Gambling always involves some risk."
"That's a hundred coins! What if you really lose?"
"If you lose, you can always make it back."
"Sigh! I really don't understand what you're thinking. A hundred Nourishing Yuan Pills aren't enough for you? Why do you have to gamble on a game you're guaranteed to lose!" Wu Qi couldn't help but sigh.
At this moment, a middle-aged man with a gentle face pushed open the door and walked in. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I just postponed the duel because I wanted to talk to you about this business."
"My name is Tian Hai. May I ask how this gentleman is addressed?" Tian Hai asked with a smile as he sat down in front of Shen Xu.
"My surname is Shen!"
"Is Young Master Shen really capable of producing one hundred Nourishing Essence Pills?"
"Here are the remaining fifty pills." Shen Xu took out another porcelain bottle containing the Nourishing Essence Pills that Song Qi had promised to give him.
“Alright! Since Young Master Shen is so generous, then I, Tian Hai, naturally cannot be coy. I accept Young Master Shen’s bet. If Number Ten wins, I will personally offer five hundred Nourishing Yuan Pills. But if Number Ten loses, then I’m afraid I’ll have to apologize to Young Master Shen.” Tian Hai’s eyes were filled with greed as he looked at the porcelain bottle on the table.
"Tian Hai, I'm warning you, don't even think about pulling any tricks, or your end will be more miserable than you imagine!" Wu Qi stared intently at Tian Hai with sharp eyes.
"Please rest assured, gentlemen, our battlefield has always been fair and just!" Tian Hai assured the two of them.
Following Tian Hai, the two returned to the battlefield, but this time their seats were Tian Hai's exclusive VIP seats, luxuriously decorated and offering an excellent view. From here, Shen Xu could even see the blood that hadn't yet congealed on the fighting platform.
Because Tian Hai delayed the match, the audience in the surrounding stands became agitated, with arguments, curses, and shouts filling the air, as if this was an outlet for their darkest feelings. This noise reached its peak after the two sides began to enter the arena.
As both sides stepped onto the fighting platform, Shen Xu got a clear look at Number Ten. He was indeed a malnourished boy with a sallow complexion, a hunched back, a thin build, and messy hair like a bird's nest. He looked frail and weak. Only his incredibly sharp eyes made Shen Xu realize that he hadn't mistaken him for someone else.
Number 10's opponent was a burly man with a leopard-like head and bulging eyes. He had a ferocious face, a tall and imposing figure, and bulging muscles hidden in his sleeves that seemed to suggest he could send the boy in front of him flying with a single punch.
Upon seeing this scene, Wu Qi frowned and turned to look at Shen Xu, just in time to see him giving a slight smile to the boy below.
"Shen Xu might not have any special fetishes, right?" Wu Qi quickly shook his head, banishing the wicked thought from his mind.
“Number 35 is currently at the fourth level of Qi Nourishing, while Number 10 only started cultivating a month ago. They might not even be able to draw Qi into their bodies yet. Young Master Shen, it’s really unwise of you to gamble so much on a ten-year-old child!” Tian Hai lay on his soft bed, looking at the two below with a smile.
Shen Xu smiled but didn't say anything, simply waiting quietly for the battle to begin.
Seeing this, Tian Hai also stood up and silently walked to Shen Xu's side. He wanted to see if this number ten was special or if this young master Shen was just throwing money around for fun.
With a resounding gong, deafening cheers erupted from the stands, marking the official start of this lopsided battle.
The burly man launched his attack the moment the gong sounded, using his physical advantage to charge at the boy. The boy, being shorter and more agile, easily dodged the charge.
But the big man's goal was not to hit the boy; he just wanted to quickly close the distance between them. Once the boy was within his attack range, he was confident he could kill him instantly.
The burly man abruptly stopped in his tracks and then delivered a heavy punch to the boy who was hiding to the side. The boy had no time to dodge and could only cross his arms to take the blow, but he was still knocked several meters away by the burly man and then knelt on the ground with a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.
"It seems this battle is coming to an end." Tian Hai said to Shen Xu with some regret, but seeing that Shen Xu ignored him, he could only frown and continue watching.
The boy wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, then stood up as if nothing had happened, staring intently at the burly man in front of him with a cold, sharp gaze.
The big man was clearly enraged by the boy's gaze. He stepped forward and punched the boy hard in the face, but this time his fist missed. The boy dodged the attack by turning his head and then punched the big man in the chest.
But the boy's strength was like tickling the big man. The big man grabbed the boy's arm and slammed him to the ground. With a thud, the boy's thin body hit the hard stone slab, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his tattered clothes red.
Cheers erupted from the stands, interspersed with occasional boos from gamblers who had placed bets on the boy for the five-point odds.
Seeing the boy fall to the ground and not get up, the big man felt that the outcome was decided and signaled to the referee to carry the boy away.
"Haha, Young Master Shen, I'll take those hundred Nourishing Yuan Pills from you." Tian Hai couldn't hide his smile, but he noticed that Shen Xu's expression hadn't changed at all, so he turned to look at the audience below.
The boy struggled to his feet, and the blood on his chest, reflected in the lamplight, stained his face crimson.
The big man was shocked to see that the boy could still stand up, but only for a moment, because he knew that no matter how many times the boy stood up, he would not be a match for him.
"Give up! I'm afraid I'll beat you to death." The big man frowned and tried to persuade him, but all he got in return was the boy's cold gaze.
"You asked for this. Don't come back to me even if you go to hell." The big man raised his fist with a cold face. This time, his fist was covered with a faint layer of colorless energy. He was going to make sure the boy couldn't stand up anymore.
But the boy didn't seem to care at all, and walked towards the big man on his own initiative, shocking everyone in the stands.
"Is he courting death?"
"Didn't you say he hadn't lost a single match? How did he win those previous battles? Pay me back!"
"I've heard that he always has to suffer serious injuries to win a match."
Seeing the boy's defiant behavior, the last trace of pity in the big man's heart vanished completely. His fist, brimming with energy, whipped up a gust of wind in front of the boy's face, scattering the stray hairs on the boy's forehead, but grazing past his ear.
A look of astonishment appeared on the big man's face. He stubbornly threw punch after punch at the boy, but none of them landed on him.
In his previous life, Shen Xu had heard a story about a boy numbered ten who achieved countless ninety-nine-game winning streaks in the underground fighting arena of Qingzhu City. His success was attributed to his exceptional evasion skills, which only became apparent after he was severely injured, and his indomitable fighting spirit.
But he could never achieve the victory that would free him, because in the final battle he would face a cultivator at the Qi Condensation Realm. The vast difference in their cultivation levels seemed to mean that the boy would never achieve his hundredth victory.
With another punch missing its mark, the burly man was panting heavily and had to stagger a few steps away from the boy in front of him.
However, at that very moment, an unexpected scene unfolded—the boy, who had been on the defensive, suddenly charged towards the big man at high speed! A rich surge of energy gathered in his thin, bony little fist.
Immediately afterwards, a loud "bang" was heard as the boy's fist slammed into the big man's thick chest with incredible speed.
Time seemed to freeze; everyone stared wide-eyed at the scene before them in disbelief.
The boy's small fist pierced deeply into the big man's chest, and instantly the man's blood sprayed all over the boy's body. His body crashed heavily onto the fighting platform, and blood stained the entire platform red.
The entire arena fell silent. It seemed everyone was finding the result hard to accept. Only after a long while did scattered cheers break out, but those were insignificant to the boy.
Seeing this, the referee couldn't help but look at Tian Hai in the VIP section. Tian Hai looked at Shen Xu, who was still expressionless, with a bitter face. Seeing that Shen Xu didn't pay any attention to him, he then looked at Wu Qi.
"Can't you see who won and who lost?" Wu Qi's sharp gaze shot towards Tian Hai.
Tian Hai could only nod despairingly to the referee, who then finally announced the boy's victory. Hearing the referee's voice, the boy finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed onto the fighting platform.
Watching the boy fall, Shen Xu recalled the story that followed: Although the boy fell time and time again in the hundredth battle, he never gave up the fight. Instead, he repeatedly achieved a ninety-nine-game winning streak to challenge that Qi Condensation Realm expert.
Many years passed like this, until the day the blood tide swept through Qingzhu City. The boy, with his Qi Nourishing Realm cultivation, single-handedly killed everyone on the battle stage, including the Qi Condensation Realm cultivator who had been blocking his way. He finally achieved his hundredth consecutive victory.
I heard from an elder of the Blood Fiend Palace that the boy eventually awakened his killing intent and was taken in as a disciple by a supreme expert in Ningzhou.