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Chapter 409: Su Brother, How Did This Matter Become So Noisy
Chapter 409: Su Brother, How Did This Matter Become So Noisy
2024-09-08
On the wide venue, a circle of fencing had been erected.
This circle of fencing separated the onlookers from the martial artists, preventing the common people from disturbing the competition and getting hurt by the martial artists' techniques.
A sword aura or a blade aura could harm these ordinary people.
At this moment, Duan Hanchuan was directly sitting on the ground, leaning against the outer fence.
His disheveled appearance drew the attention of many people, including the City Lord of Qingsong City, who glanced at Duan Hanchuan and whispered to the people around him.
In the Golden Armor Kingdom, Duan Hanchuan seemed to be a well-known figure, attracting attention.
While the protagonist in everyone's eyes.
Duan Hanchuan paid no attention to others' comments, and continued to lean against the fence, his gaze somewhat spiritless, seemingly uninterested in the competition.
Not far away, a few middle-aged men in fine attire were also commenting.
"Once the white-clad guest, now he has become a disheveled guest."
"Who knows if this path of desolation has an end?"
As the group continued to chat, the competition, though limited by age, still had the core of the teams being middle-aged men in their forties.
Today’s competition was to showcase the strength of these young martial artists.
In front of the City Lord's Mansion, an elder in official attire stepped forward.
He was the Imperial Commissioner sent by the Golden Armor Kingdom, and the official overseeing the competition.
After the City lord announced the rules, the Imperial Commissioner declared the competition officially open.
Following that, was the opponent selection phase.
If there was an odd number, the team not selected would skip a round.
This opportunity to skip usually fell on the weaker teams.
No one worried about their strength, but rather about conserving energy.
Today, a total of thirty-four teams initially registered for the competition.
The teams with higher rankings first chose their opponents.
The first three teams directly chose the average ones, those behind them.
They had all registered and paid the fee early.
As for the truly strong teams, they generally moved at a leisurely pace.
It didn't matter if they took the seventh or eighth place.
After the first five teams chose their opponents, a dignified middle-aged man stepped out.
He held a sword and stood there as if he were very casual.
However, everyone in the venue seemed to feel the pressure he brought.
"Gong Zhenye, one of the Tianlin Four Greats, I hope we’re not chosen."
Dongfang Yong, standing beside Su Chen, looked somewhat displeased.
From his appearance, it seemed he was praying that the opponent wouldn't be chosen for their small teamquad.
But the Tianlin Greats, one of them, walked over.
However, his gaze didn't land on Su Chen and his team, but directly walked to Duan Hanchuan.
"White garment fluttering under the bright moon, rugged Hanchuan locking the evening mist. Did the white-clad guest not finish this path of desolation yet?"
Gong Zhenye stood before Duan Hanchuan and calmly spoke.
Perhaps because of his special status, even the City Lord of Qingsong City gave him face.
If others chose their opponents like this, they would surely be scolded and urged.
Duan Hanchuan looked at him with a glance, then turned away.
"I came with my junior sister. If you want to choose an opponent, you should look to the side."
Hearing this, Gong Zhenye's expression didn't change.
"These five people, at most you can take three moves from me. The other four ordinary people, if they can face me without trembling, that’s skill."
After a momentary pause, Gong Zhenye's expression became more serious.
"Brother Duan, let’s use this chance today to have a match. Twelve years ago, you won me in three moves. Since then, you have been the mountain in my heart. I want to see if you have the ability to surpass this mountain."
These words stirred the interest of the onlookers.
If Gong Zhenye and Duan Hanchuan crossed hands, the competition would truly be worth watching.
After watching, people would brag about it for half a month.
Everyone had previously guessed that Gong Zhenye's team would likely win the five spots.
Naturally, his bout with Duan Hanchuan drew anticipation.
"I am not some mountain, just a pile of mud on the ground. If you lift your foot, you can step over me. There’s no need for a competition if there’s no competition."
Duan Hanchuan was unwilling to accept the challenge.
He still leaned against the fence, like a pile of mud.
Hearing this, Gong Zhenye seemed not surprised.
Duan Hanchuan's response was right on cue.
Hesitating for a moment, Gong Zhenye took a few more steps toward him.
"Brother Duan, if you can beat me, I can tell you about Fairy Yueyao’s current situation.
Can you accept this condition?"
The mention of Fairy Yueyao's name startled Duan Hanchuan.
Hearing her name again, he felt a bit strange.
But his heart started to stir.
In the next moment, Duan Hanchuan stood up.
The onlookers around seemed even more excited than the protagonist.
They began to whisper among themselves, speculating about the possible outcome of the two combatants.
Turning his head, Duan Hanchuan glanced at Su Chen and the others.
"Back off.
I want this competition slot today."
Perhaps because Su Chen had contradicted him before.
Now, he wanted to competition slot, directly take the Su Chen the chance to to win it.
.
to come and snatch it from Su Chen.
Su Chen was speechless, having worked hard to earn this competition slot.
It was fortunate that he could still go and see the Tranquil Wave Immortal’s Secret Realm.
Does the world revolve around him?
Does he want a slot, and he just comes and demands it?
Beside him, Tian Lan's eyes flashed with excitement.
Her senior brother seemed to be making a comeback.
"Didn't you hear? Back off."
But Su Chen frowned and looked at Tian Lan, his fellow disciple.
"This competition slot, we earned it.
Giving it to you is already generous, and you still want to snatch it away?
Your face is thick, what gives you the right to take it?"
Su Chen was not from this region and didn't have much time to waste here.
If he missed this opportunity, he would have to wait at least a day.
Having toiled his way through the Wilderness, he had gained little.
Su Chen did not want to return empty-handed.
Moreover, it was his competition slot that was snatched away.
Tian Lan had not expected that Su Chen would directly confront her in front of so many people.
Surprised, but more disdain appeared on her face.
"What gives you the right?
Because I am stronger than you, more talented, and more outstanding.
For these reasons, you should give up your competition slot, it's only fair."
Hearing this, Su Chen smiled.
"If I am not stronger or more talented than you, should I give up my slot?"
A few words left Tian Lan speechless and at a loss for words.
"Strength aside, you are quite eloquent.
Since we each have our reasons, why not ask the citizens of Green Pine City?
Let's see what they think."
With that, Tian Lan leaped over the fence and shouted at the crowd.
"Everyone, do you think this competition slot should be given to my senior brother?"
The Green Pine City citizens had never expected such a reaction.
They even started to voice their opinions.
"Let it be, of course, let it be.
The respected elder worked hard to get this opportunity."
"A nobody from nowhere, what is he fighting for?"
"What is he fighting for, just chase him out and let Duan Hanchuan on."
"Why so much talking? What's the point?"
The citizens of Green Pine City all stood on Duan Hanchuan’s side.
As spectators, they naturally enjoyed the biggest spectacle.
They didn’t mind the size of the commotion.
A match between Duan Hanchuan and Gong Zhenye was clearly more entertaining.
"Did you hear that?
This isn't what I wanted you to do."
Tian Lan looked at Su Chen, more smugly.
But Su Chen remained resolute.
"Do your opinions matter?
Is today’s competition slot given by the audience?
If I earned it myself, why should I listen to their opinions?
If we let the audience decide, what is the point of today's competition?
We should all cast votes and select five people to come out."
This time, Su Chen was clearly not willing to give up.
Though he did not fully understand the martial artists of this region,
He still had some confidence in himself.
He would see after a while, and he could basically determine the level of these forty-odd martial artists around forty years old.
Hearing Su Chen's response, Tian Lan became angrier.
"I really want to rip your lips, arguing here all day.
Even if you go, can you take the next move?"
Not far away, Gong Zhenye waved his hand.
"I'll speak fairly.
By the rules, the slot should be yours.
But in reality, you lack the ability to fight us.
A single move to defeat in a contest, for you, would likely not yield any particularly significant gains."
Su Chen slightly shook his head.
"Since there are rules, we should follow them."
"I acknowledge my loss in the contest."
Upon hearing Su Chen's words, Gong Zhenye seemed to become slightly irritated.
"If you don't listen to reason, I won't hold back later.
I won't go easy on you just because you're young.
If I damage your foundation, don't blame me."
Before Su Chen could respond, Gong Zhenye bowed towards the distant City Lord's Mansion.
"City Lord, I request to grant the opposing team an additional slot. May I ask if this is possible?"
Upon hearing this, the Marquis of Green Pine City was also eager to watch the spectacle.
A slight smile hung on his face.
"If you, Zhenye, agree to let the opponents field six people, then it's possible.
But if you lose, don't say it's unfair."
Hearing these words, Gong Zhenye bowed once more.
He then walked towards Duan Hanchuan.
"Brother Duan, there are no more obstacles now.
Please prepare, and I hope Brother Duan will be ready to fight."
After saying this, Gong Zhenye returned to his team's position.
Throughout the process, he didn't glance at Su Chen again.
The surrounding audience members whispered their criticisms, directed at Su Chen.
"He's incompetent, yet he's fighting for a spot. He doesn't understand the situation.
He's going to embarrass himself in front of his hometown later."
Su Chen's words were reasonable, but they still pricked at the hearts of the spectators.
However, Su Chen didn't care about their opinions of him.
To gain benefits here, one still needed strength.
Whether these spectators supported him or not, it didn't matter.
It wouldn't influence his fundamental interests.
The process of selecting opponents continued, and the teams behind quickly chose their opponents.
There wasn't much else to say.
After the selections, the contests began in the order of opponent selection.
The outcomes of the initial teams were quite clear.
The opponents they chose were even weaker than Su Chen's small team on paper.
This contest was conducted in the form of a rota battle.
In other words, one side had to defeat the opposing Martial Artists and force them to leave the central arena.
Only then would one be eliminated, and the next opponent would enter.
The difference in strength was significant.
One person from one side could defeat all five of the other side.
Such a match held no excitement for the spectators.
The results were predictable, without any surprises, falling into the category of garbage time.
As they waited for their turn, Dongfang Yong, standing beside Su Chen, sighed repeatedly.
"Brother Su, how did this matter become such a mess?
You've not only offended Duan Hanchuan's senior sister and junior brother, but also Gong Zhenye."
Seeing Dongfang Yong's anxious expression, Su Chen smiled.
"It's fine, I understand."
"Brother Su, this isn't something that can be easily resolved.
Gong Zhenye and his team are part of a circle. From now on, you won't just be targeted by him alone."
After Dongfang Yong finished speaking, Xu Rufeng approached and whispered.
"Brother Su, I think you should apologize.
Later, when they attack you, you might not even have time to jump out of the arena."
These people were still quite decent, at least they didn't completely distance themselves from Su Chen because of the previous incident.
They still dared to speak to him and offer some reminders.
Su Chen remained calm, waiting for the contest to begin.
The first five teams quickly finished their contests.
Next, it was Su Chen's team's turn to face Gong Zhenye's team.
Logically, Dongfang Yong, as the team leader, should have led the team.
But at this moment, Duan Hanchuan had picked up a tree branch from somewhere.
Holding the branch, he walked into the central arena like a commander.
The contest area was within this large circle.
It was actually quite a spacious area, and it was unlikely for someone to accidentally fall out of the arena.
If one did fall out, it was usually because they were forced out or surrendered.
Not far away, Gong Zhenye also led his teammates out.
Among the five, three were middle-aged men in their forties.
There were also two Martial Artists in their twenties who looked extraordinary.
"Brother Duan, are you using this weapon?"
Gong Zhenye slightly frowned at the sight of Duan Hanchuan's tree branch.
Duan Hanchuan looked at him and shook his head.
"A dirty robe does not disdain the sword.
It's not that I look down on you, but in my current state, I'm not worthy of wielding a sword.
I can only use this branch and see if it has any effect."
(End of Chapter)
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