Chapter 26: The Strategy of a Gentleman, the Heart of a Gentleman (Part 1/2)

In the world of Lingwu Continent, there are a few sects and powers that even the hermit valley is unwilling to provoke, and the Confucian School is definitely one of them.

The Confucian School is internally divided into factions but shares a common belief in the ideology of the sages. They subtly control the political situation of the five major dynasties, mediate the relationship between the martial world and the court, and even guide the start and end of wars.

Meng Canghan displayed the strength of a true heir of the Confucian School, showing that he had quite a background. The elders on the judging panel had long noticed that Meng Cangran’s folding fan was a sacred-grade treasure!

In Lingwu Continent, it had been thousands of years since an Emperor of Emperors realm expert appeared, and Emperor-grade treasures had become legendary.

There were rumors that they shattered the void together with those great emperors, going to another realm, while some said that the treasures of the great emperors could create a realm of their own, quietly guarding the inheritance of the great emperors in Lingwu Continent.

In any case, sacred-grade weapons and treasures were already at the peak of the immortal path, only accessible to the strongest of individuals.

Meng Cangran might not be considered one of the strongest, but possessing a sacred-grade treasure, even if it was in a sealed state, made people not dare to underestimate him!

The elder of Yinsi Valley shouted sternly, announcing the end of the match, leaving many spectators dissatisfied.

“What’s this? Why was the match stopped suddenly? It hasn’t finished yet!”

“Yes, Meng Cangran hasn’t even used his treasure yet. Why was he judged to have lost?”

The onlookers were not satisfied, feeling like they had been left hanging, as if the experience had been abruptly cut short.

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

“The next match…”

The elder judge’s voice thundered, silencing all the murmurs of discussion. He began announcing the next pair of contestants for the duel.

Ning Wuxie turned to glance at the spectator seats, where Meng Cangran, who had just fought, seemed to awaken from a dream, his face pale, struggling to lift his head, his lips trembling.

He seemed to want to say something, but seeing Ning Wuxie already heading to the spectator seats, he could only hastily bow to the elder judge, then catch up with Ning Wuxie and sit beside him.

“Brother Ning is indeed a young genius, I am willing to admit defeat.”

His cheeks slightly flushed, as if still out of breath, but his expression returned to its previous humility, even with a hint of shame.

“Brother Meng didn’t believe he had lost just now?” Ning Wuxie teased.

“That’s exactly why I feel ashamed. To compete with Brother Ning, I forgot myself, almost violating the sect’s prohibitions, which is not what a gentleman should do.”

Meng Canghan bowed, looking sincere.

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

Ning Wuxie nodded, no longer speaking, thinking that Meng Cangran did indeed have some grace.

Next to Ning Wuxie was the dark-skinned man who had been teasing Ning Wuxie before the battle.

At this moment, he dared not even breathe loudly, as the confrontation between Meng Cangran and Ning Wuxie had far exceeded the imagination of this Refining Qi Realm cultivator.

Just now, he had been saying that Ning Wuxie was just a half-hearted person, and he thought Meng Cangran’s strength was average. Now it seemed that anyone else would have a hard time holding up against either of them!

As the onlookers witnessed Ning Wuxie’s battle, they no longer believed that he was just a half-hearted genius.

The cultivators who had been mocking the”Shameless Little Immortal” were now looking at Ning Wuxie as he headed back to the spectator seats, their mouths tighter than their own front doors.

Absolutely cannot provoke him!

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

“Ninth match, Ning Wuxie, against Liu Musong!”

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

“I concede!”

He turned his head and saw Liu Musong, the dark-skinned man sitting next to him, trembling with fear and anxiety.

He looked at Ning Wuxie, his face showing a flattering yet fearful smile…

The other spectators were disappointed, but the elder judge had to announce, “Liu Musong concedes, the winner of this round is Ning Wuxie.”

“The first day of the third round in the Section C area ends. The losers will move to the Class D area in a week, while the winners will come here again in ten days.”

With a wave of the elder judge’s sleeve, the barrier dissipated, and the wooden gate of the courtyard opened.

The cultivators began to disperse one after another.

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