The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 359: Enemies Meet, I Forgot! (Part 2) - Novel Cool

Chapter 359: Enemies Meet, I Forgot! (Part 2)

Chapter 359: Enemies Meet, I Forgot! (Part 2)

After all, your entire family is waiting for you underground, and only you are missing for a complete reunion. At that time, we might even have a family portrait. For me, this is also a virtuous deed."

Curses rose from the Only Righteous Sect's side.

The Guardian Hall erupted in uproarious laughter.

Yan Nan couldn't help but join in, "Dong Fang, your contestant sure has a silver tongue, but I wonder if his skills match his words."

Dong Fang Sansan smiled and said, "Hmm? It's rare for Vice Sect Leader Yan to show interest in a King Rank. Indeed, he's quite the smooth talker."

Yan Nan's heart skipped a beat.

What the hell does it mean that he's interested in a King Rank?

Sansan calmly replied, "No matter how smooth his tongue is, it won't help if he gets slashed by a sword."

Dong Fang Sansan casually said, "This is a friendship competition, and death is not allowed. If it happens, the referee would be at fault."

"..."

Yan Nan was left speechless.

He picked up his tea, took a sip, and said, "If there's a grudge, let's see if these two can fight each other."

The drawing of lots began.

"First match, Only Righteous Sect's Ice Sword against Guardian's Luo Shishu."

At the same time, the information of the eighteen participants was distributed to the higher-ups and observers from various outside sects.

...

"They seem evenly matched," Yan Nan commented.

"A fair contest," Dong Fang Sansan said.

"Ice Sword has a higher chance of winning," she added.

Yan Nan was puzzled, then continued to study the information, shaking his head, "I can't sense it."

Dong Fang Sansan reminded him, "Because your side is a bit more despicable, your chances of winning are higher."

Yan Nan's face darkened, "You're one to talk about being honorable. When have you ever been noble in your dealings with us?"

"That's called fighting fire with fire," Sansan replied.

With a relaxed demeanor, she said, "We've almost finished this tea, let's change to a different one."

"Change yours," Yan Nan suggested.

"We don't have any," Sansan replied.

"Then no need to change, let's brew a fresh pot," Yan Nan decided.

He wasn't going to change the tea; if he did, this guy would surely find a way to snatch ten more pounds. Was this high-quality spiritual tea so easy to come by?

Even if he only took spiritual tea from Yan Nan, he would have won back his lost bet and still have some left over.

Dong Fang Sansan sighed and said, "I remember you have a type of tea called Dragon Whisker Tea."

Yan Nan said, "That's our Only Righteous Sect's ultimate tea. What? Do you want it?"

Dong Fang Sansan smiled and said, "Yes, I want it."

Yan Nan was speechless.

You're really not being polite.

He scowled and said, "No way!"

"Don't be so stingy," Sansan complained.

"When have you ever given me anything?" Yan Nan asked angrily.

Dong Fang Sansan handed over her personal item, "Here, this is for you."

"What's this? Heartwood?" Yan Nan had noticed the pale yellow wood that Dong Fang Sansan had been playing with.

If Dong Fang Sansan was playing with it, it must be something extraordinary.

He took it and his eyes lit up. It was a beautifully crafted small incense burner, smooth and comfortable to hold in his palm. It had a faint fragrance that calmed his mood, "Hey, it's been seasoned. You've been playing with it for a while, right?"

"Yes, Heartwood. I've always kept it with me, ready to give it to you," Sansan explained.

She continued, "It can suppress demonic thoughts and resist evil intentions. I know you need this, so I brought one especially for you. It's a specialty from our side, and only our headquarters has it. The ones with enough age are rare, and I have them."

Yan Nan nodded, "This is indeed useful."

He needed this, even if he didn't personally, but he could give it to Yan Bei Han.

After all, the Only Righteous Sect members didn't want to become mindless killing machines, but the evil intentions of the Five Spirit Toad were pushing them in that direction.

"Since it's useful, I'll give it to you," Dong Fang Sansan waved her hand generously.

"Then I'll take it," Yan Nan quickly pocketed it, not wanting to miss out on a good deal.

It was rare to get something from Dong Fang Sansan, and his mood instantly lifted.

But then he saw Dong Fang Sansan casually wave to the attendant behind her, "You, bring two pounds of Yan Nan's Dragon Whisker Tea, the top-quality kind."

Attendant: "???"

Yan Nan's face turned as dark as charcoal. He had just received something from her, how could he refuse now?

He never imagined that after giving him a piece of wood, she would immediately start demanding things and even giving orders to his people.

If their positions were reversed, Yan Nan felt he would never do something so embarrassing.

But Dong Fang Sansan did it, and she did it with such confidence and entitlement.

Suddenly, the Heartwood in Yan Nan's pocket felt hot to the touch, and he said irritably, "What are you looking at? Go get it for him!"

"Yes, sir," the attendant turned and left.

Yan Nan felt he had lost out again.

Just a piece of Heartwood in exchange for two pounds of spiritual tea.

But the Heartwood was indeed something he needed. Yan Bei Han was about to venture into the world, and young as he was, if murderous intentions took root, it would be a problem. With this, he could stay calm and retain some humanity.

He definitely wouldn't return it, even if Dong Fang Sansan hadn't given it to him, he still wanted it.

However, it didn't seem quite fair to exchange for two pounds of Dragon Whisker Tea.

The attendant had already brought two pounds of tea, and Dong Fang Sansan casually handed it to Yang Luoyu, who put it away.

A smile curved Yang Luoyu's lips.

If the occasion had been different, he would have burst out laughing.

Ninth Lord was incredibly generous to his own people but never lost out to outsiders.

Heartwood was a valuable item, especially for a high-ranking member of the Night Demon Sect. At times when they had to give cruel orders or carry out ruthless plans, Heartwood could help maintain some compassion and prevent extreme decisions.

For the Only Righteous Sect, it was a way to keep their sanity, but if they showed a little restraint, the Guardians could save many lives.

So, even without the Dragon Whisker Tea, Dong Fang Sansan would still give it away. With a thick skin, she could pluck two pounds of tea leaves from the other party, allowing several Saint Rank and above Martial Artists to advance a level. So, why would Dong Fang Sansan care about this little bit of face?

Yan Nan also thought of this, so he asked unhappily, "I gave you ten pounds of tea leaves, what did you give me in return?"

Dong Fang Sansan turned to look at the arena and exclaimed, "The fight is truly exciting. Vice-Leader Yan, we both have worthy successors."

Yan Nan's face darkened.

"Why can't I be as thick-skinned as Dong Fang Sansan?"

In the arena, Bing Jian and Luo Shi Shui each displayed their ultimate moves, evenly matched.

Both wielding swords, the two blades clashed and intertwined, not a drop of water could penetrate their defenses, and at the most intense moments, one could only see two huge silver orbs of light spinning and merging into one.

Suddenly, a loud noise reverberated, and the two orbs became one, releasing countless sword auras.

The referee's barrier power intercepted them all.

Everyone's eyes were fixed, and it was clear that both had given their all and were now fighting for their lives.

At this moment, they couldn't control the dissipation of sword auras.

"Do you think Shi Shui can win?" Feng Xiang Dong, who had initially been confident in Luo Shi Shui, now felt a bit uneasy.

The prolonged stalemate was truly unexpected.

"Yes!"

Fang Che affirmed.

"Why?"

"Luo Shi Shui still has one move left." Fang Che's heart knew the reason.

That move of Luo Shi Shui's was learned from him.

In such a short time, Luo Shi Shui could only learn one move.

The most crucial move.

Fang Che couldn't help but marvel at their comprehension, almost on par with Mo Gan Yun; their insight was also incredibly sharp.

On the first day of their encounter, they had already sensed something.

Then, in the subsequent battles, he faced the most challenges, almost being fought by thirty-five people in succession.

In just over ten days, everyone had their own gains.

Moreover, everyone was very clear and not greedy, focusing on just one style.

Whether using a sword, knife, or hammer, they imitated the most suitable posture and then slowly contemplated it.

Luo Shi Shui, on the other hand, selected the move 'Soaring Sword in the Sky.'

The battle in the arena intensified, and the outcome would soon be decided.

Fang Che and Feng Xiang Dong stared intently.

This was a Monarch Rank friendship match, and the first battle's outcome, whether it would be a successful start, depended on Luo Shi Shui.

A loud noise rang out.

The two swords clashed fiercely.

Two agile figures staggered backward.

But everyone saw that as Luo Shi Shui staggered, she spun on her heels, adjusting her balance in mid-air with a swift turn. With a push off her feet, she soared into the air, forming a dazzling white light.

At that moment, every part of her body was straight, parallel to the sword, with endless strength still driving the longsword.

Her opponent, just as she took to the air, had barely withstood the violent backlash.

Before he could strike back, a white light appeared, swift as lightning, and was already before his eyes.

It was about to pierce his skull.

Whoosh! Yun Du emerged in the arena, lightly pinching the sword tip with two fingers.

Luo Shi Shui's body hovered in the air as she said calmly, "The victor is decided. Guardian Luo Shi Shui wins."

The sword tip had already pierced Bing Jian's forehead, breaking the skin.

Yun Du's timing was impeccable.

It allowed the outcome to be clear while preventing Bing Jian from serious injury.

Just a little skin was broken.

But that was enough.

Luo Shi Shui wiped the sweat from her brow.

"The second match, Only Righteous Sect's Soaring Sword in the Sky versus Guardian Tan Da Shi."

Yun Du announced, her face twitching slightly.

Indeed, the name 'Tan Da Shi' was quite impressive.

Tan Da Shi strode forward.

Fang Che whispered, "Be careful, it might be a close call."

Tan Da Shi seemed not to hear, his eyes rolling to indicate he had.

"This one might be tricky."

Feng Xiang Dong whispered.

"Yes, Soaring Sword in the Sky is ranked fourth on their side, while Tan Da Shi is our eighth."

Fang Che said, "These positions aren't assigned randomly."

"Yes, and Soaring Sword in the Sky's momentum is formidable."

"Mmm."

In the arena, the two had begun their battle.

Fang Che watched, feeling a bit amazed. In the Incubation Ascension Program, Soaring Sword in the Sky's six members were probably not his match.

But they had advanced so quickly to the Monarch Rank.

He, with all his advantages and external help, had only reached the third level of the Monarch Rank.

And they had achieved this with just their family resources, without any risks.

They had no lack of combat experience, crisis awareness, or courage.

Looking back on his recent experiences, he couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

If it were truly the Night Demon of the Only Righteous Sect, he would probably have to serve as their sidekick from now on. The advantage of the headquarters was indeed enormous.

The battle between the two in the arena caused Fang Che and the others to turn serious.

On the surface, it seemed like an evenly matched fight, but they knew that Tan Da Shi had been suppressed.

The skills Tan Da Shi displayed were already close to the level he usually reached when sparring with Fang Che and the others, approaching the critical moment; it was time to bring out his trump card.

Meanwhile, Ling Kong's sword technique remained composed and continued to evolve.

Moreover, in terms of strength, Tan Da Shi was at a disadvantage.

Fang Che and Feng Xiang Dong exchanged worried glances.

Tan Da Shi also sensed something amiss and immediately changed his move, gathering all his cultivation, and unleashing three consecutive strikes, forcing Ling Kong to clash head-on.

Three loud clangs reverberated as they fiercely exchanged three sword strikes.

Ling Kong pressed forward relentlessly, not retreating even half a step, while Tan Da Shi's body swayed and retreated three steps. Ling Kong immediately took two steps forward.

Tan Da Shi let out a howl and directly drew his sword to attack, aiming straight for Ling Kong's heart with a decisive strike, focusing solely on offense.

A fierce aura burst forth.

With the certainty of victory, Ling Kong naturally wouldn't risk his life. He sheathed his sword and dodged, but Tan Da Shi's second sword was already whistling towards him, maintaining a twelve-fold offensive.

Ling Kong was forced to retreat half a step, blocking the attack route.

But Tan Da Shi's third sword came.

In a row of thirteen sword strikes, Ling Kong retreated eight steps.

Feng Xiang Dong's eyes lit up with joy, "Ling Kong fell for it! Tan Da Shi's sword technique relies on momentum. Once the momentum rises, his combat power can double."

"Not necessarily," Fang Che's eyes revealed concern.

Others might not know Ling Kong, but he was well aware of his strengths and weaknesses. Although Ling Kong had his flaws, he was a cautious and strategic person.

He wouldn't fall into a trap so easily.

There must be a reason for his actions.

Tan Da Shi's momentum was like a rainbow, forcing Ling Kong to dodge continuously for more than twenty moves. His momentum grew stronger.

The twenty-seventh strike! Tan Da Shi leaped into the air, and his sword struck without hesitation.

It was still a decisive move.

Ling Kong roared, no longer retreating, but instead, he forcefully collided!

The two swords clashed wildly.

Amidst the sparks, the tip of Ling Kong's sword suddenly broke off, shooting straight towards Tan Da Shi's throat like an arrow.

Tan Da Shi was startled and tilted his head to dodge, but a puff of black needles suddenly shot towards his face from where Ling Kong's sword had broken.

He closed his eyes, preparing to withstand it...

But Ling Kong unexpectedly drew another sword from the hilt...

"The victor is decided! Ling Kong of the Only Righteous Sect wins!"

Zi Yi Palace Official Nine had already positioned himself between the two, holding a bunch of cow hair needles in his palm, looking at Ling Kong, "What a powerful poison."

Ling Kong gave a faint smile, "I concede."

He turned and left.

The Guardians remained silent.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, it was clear that Tan Da Shi had lost. If not for Official Nine, he would have lost both eyes.

Moreover, as Tan Da Shi closed his eyes, Ling Kong had already drawn the sword within a sword, and if Tan Da Shi's face was pricked by the needles, in that instant, Ling Kong's sword within a sword would have opened several holes in his body.

...

"This Ling Kong is not bad."

Dong Fang Sansan said, "In fact, he could have won with his true strength, although he used a clever trick, it's less tiring, and the key is that he doesn't show joy on his face, he's very calm. Quite a good seedling."

Yan Nan smiled faintly, "This kid is indeed impressive. Actually, your Tan Da Shi is also good, but he lacks some combat experience."

"When facing such tactics, only a battle-hardened veteran could dodge it."

Dong Fang Sansan wasn't concerned.

One victory and one defeat, the outcome was sealed.

When Tan Da Shi returned, he looked dejected, but his eyes were filled with raging anger. If he had lost with his true strength, he wouldn't have felt so miserable.

But now, he had been defeated by the opponent's despicable tactics, and naturally, he felt indignant.

"Don't be upset. His true strength is above yours. And this broken sword flying needle sword technique, he exposed it a bit early this time, so he must have other more sinister tricks. Next time you meet him, if you don't stay alert, you might suffer even more." Fang Che said in a low voice.

"Yes." Tan Da Shi calmed down and immediately realized this point, "Yes, no matter how I lost, I still lost."

"It's good to face it correctly. Go back, it's just a beating."

Xue Wan Ren comforted.

"Where's just a beating... at least five or six beatings." Tan Da Shi twisted his face, almost on the verge of tears.

He could already feel several pairs of eyes in the crowd on him, like knives peeling his skin...

Luo Shi Shui came over, his face grave, and consoled, "Dashi, don't worry. It's not a big deal. When the time comes, I'll help you plead, after all, I won, so I have some face."

"Scram!"

Tan Da Shi was almost driven mad with anger.

Are you going to plead for me? As long as you stand there, I'll definitely get beaten even worse!

And it'll be several times worse!

"The third battle, Bai Jing of the Only Righteous Sect, versus Dong Fang Zhe of the Guardians."

The third battle was the highlight.

Bai Jing, the Deputy Chief of the Only Righteous Sect, faced off against Dong Fang Zhe, the heir of the Guardians.

"Your family's Dong Fang several dozen's heir?"

Yan Nan asked Dong Fang Sansan.

The 'Dong Fang several dozen' finally made Dong Fang Sansan's face twitch, feeling helpless.

"I'm the heir of my twenty-eighth brother."

Dong Fang Sansan couldn't help but turn around to look.

On the other side, facing Yu Han Yan, Dong Fang Chongming, her father, shrunk his tall body, trying to hide behind Yu Han Yan.

(End of Chapter)

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