Chapter 26: The Schemes of Gentlemen, The Stomach of Gentlemen (1/2)

As it was said, there were a few sect forces on the Spirit Martial Continent that even Hermit Valley did not wish to provoke, and Confucian Sect was definitely one of them.

Confucian Sect had numerous internal factions, yet they all shared the same faith in the Saint ideology. They secretly controlled the political landscape of the five great empires, harmonizing the relationship between the martial world and the court, and even guided the development and conclusion of battles.

Meng Cangran displayed the strength of a Confucian Sect orthodox Inheritor, which indicated a significant background. The elders on the judging panel had already noticed that Meng Cangran’s folding fan was a Holy Grade magical treasure!

On the Spirit Martial Continent, it had been ten thousand years since a strong individual from the Emperor Venerable Realm had appeared, and Emperor Grade magical treasures had also become legends.

There were rumors that they had shattered the void alongside those great emperors and had gone to another realm. Some said that the magical treasures of the emperors could become a realm themselves, quietly guarding the legacy of the emperors somewhere in the Spirit Martial Continent.

In any case, Holy Grade weapons and magical treasures were already at the pinnacle of the immortal path, and only the strongest could touch them!

Meng Cangran could not be considered one of the strongest, but the fact that he possessed a Holy Grade treasure, even in a sealed state, made others wary!

An elder from Hermit Valley shouted sternly, declaring the conclusion of the competition, which left many loose cultivators watching the battle feeling displeased.

“What’s going on? Why did it suddenly stop? The battle isn’t over yet!”

“Yeah, Meng Cangran hasn’t even used his magical treasure yet. Why was he declared the loser?”

The onlookers felt unsatisfied, as if they had experienced a halt in their excitement.

“Ahem, the judgment has been made. If the two contestants have any objections, they may come to appeal after the match.”

“Next match…”

The elder’s voice boomed like thunder, silencing all discussions. He began to announce the contestants for the next showdown.

Ning Wuxie turned to look at the viewing area, and the opposite Meng Cangran seemed to awaken from a dream, his face pale as he struggled to lift his head, his lips trembling.

He seemed to want to say something, but seeing that Ning Wuxie had already turned away, he could only hurriedly bow to the elder and catch up to Ning Wuxie, sitting beside him.

“Brother Ning is a young genius, I humbly bow to you.”

His cheeks flushed slightly, as if he was still catching his breath, but his expression returned to the previous humility, even carrying a hint of shame.

“Brother Meng, weren’t you just confident that you wouldn’t lose?” Ning Wuxie teased.

“That is precisely the reason I feel ashamed. To compete with Brother Ning, I actually forgot myself and almost violated the Master’s prohibition. This is truly not the behavior of a gentleman.”

Meng Cangran clasped his hands, looking sincere.

“Brother Ning is indeed stronger than me; I lost.”

Ning Wuxie nodded, choosing not to speak further, thinking that Meng Cangran indeed had some grace.

Next to Ning Wuxie was the dark-skinned man who had crazily mocked him before the battle.

At this moment, he dared not even breathe, as Meng Cangran and Ning Wuxie’s showdown had far exceeded his imagination as a Refining Qi cultivator!

Just moments ago, he had been saying that Ning Wuxie was a half-baked genius and thought Meng Cangran was definitely average. Now, it seemed that no matter who it was, he would not last even half a round against either of them!

The onlookers, having witnessed Ning Wuxie’s battle, no longer believed that he was a half-baked genius.

The cultivators who had just mocked the name Peach Blossom Fairy now watched as Ning Wuxie sat down in the viewing area, their mouths shut tighter than their own doors.

Absolutely do not provoke him!

After another showdown, Ning Wuxie’s name was called again.

“Match nine, Ning Wuxie versus Liu Musong!”

Ning Wuxie stood up, just about to head into the arena when he heard a loud shout from beside him.

“I concede!”

He turned his head and saw Liu Musong, who had been sitting next to him, trembling in anxiety.

Liu Musong looked at Ning Wuxie, his face displaying a fawning yet fearful smile…

Other onlooking loose cultivators expressed their disappointment, and the elder judge, seeing this, could only say, “Liu Musong concedes, the winner of this match is Ning Wuxie.”

“The first day of the small competition in Area C has concluded. The defeated will move to Hermit Valley Area D in a week, and the winner will come to the next match.”

The elder waved his long sleeves, dispersing the barrier, and the wooden doors of the courtyard opened.

The cultivators began to leave one after another.

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