The Monarch Of Everlasting Night Chapter 491: It's Over, Again! - Novel Cool

Chapter 491: It's Over, Again!

Chapter 491: It's Over, Again!

In a place where no one was paying attention, Feng Xiangdong glanced at Fang Che with deep gratitude in his eyes.

Even though he could bear it, his reputation had been tarnished. But Fang Che's cheer had salvaged most of his dignity!

Fang Che laughed heartily, his face beaming with joy, and gave Feng Xiangdong a thumbs up.

Instantly, thumbs went up all around.

"In the first battle, Yu Zhongge wins! In the second battle, Xue Wanren against Dong Yunyu!"

As the announcement was made, Xue Wanren's face turned grave as he walked out.

Dong Yunyu performed a backflip and landed gracefully in the arena, opening his mouth to laugh, "Hahaha..."

Finally, it was my turn to show off!

I was going to make the most of this opportunity!

But as soon as I opened my mouth to laugh, Xue Wanren charged like a ferocious tiger and shouted, "What are you laughing at? Let's fight!"

"Damn it!"

Dong Yunyu was about to lose his mind.

I had waited so long for this chance to show off, and now that it was my turn, you bastard didn't even give me a moment!

And his attack was so sharp! It was a crazy all-out fighting style!

For Xue Wanren, it was a different story: I was probably going to lose, so why would I give you time to show off?

I'll let you win, but not too easily!

Although Dong Yunyu's cultivation was much higher than Xue Wanren's, under the other's dense and relentless attacks, like a sudden storm, Dong Yunyu struggled to keep up, his movements chaotic.

Several times, he was almost knocked down on the spot.

Only by unleashing all his cultivation did he finally stabilize the situation, but even then, he was drenched in sweat.

As long as Xue Wanren didn't get careless, his combat power was formidable. After all, the foundation and fighting techniques of the Feng, Yu, and Xue families, their secret skills, and cultivation methods were all top-notch on the entire continent.

If Dong Yunyu's strength wasn't far superior, and it was only a matter of skill and combat power, it wouldn't be surprising if Xue Wanren turned the tables on him.

Especially after Feng Xiangdong's blunder, Xue Wanren would never be careless again. He would fight steadily and avoid any recklessness.

This made him even more difficult to deal with.

Dong Yunyu fought for two hours before finally knocking Xue Wanren to the ground, and he himself was exhausted, drenched in sweat.

He panted heavily, like a bellows.

"I... I was at a disadvantage from the start... You... you didn't surrender..."

Dong Yunyu was so tired that his words were incoherent, "I... I can still... damn it..."

Xue Wanren lay on the ground, bruised and swollen, "Why should I surrender when I still have a chance?"

"You damn... you've lost, haven't you?" Dong Yunyu glared at him.

"I've lost, so what?" Xue Wanren glared back.

"Call me brother! Is that a problem?" Dong Yunyu pointed at his own nose.

"Brother!" Xue Wanren complied without hesitation.

"Damn it... damn it... you're so willing that I don't even feel good about it... couldn't you struggle a bit?"

Dong Yunyu's face twisted, and he jumped and roared in anger. He never expected the other to comply so readily.

"Then why don't you call me brother?"

"No way!"

Dong Yunyu leaped three feet into the air.

"Although I lost to you, I admit defeat and call you brother. But I can still beat you up in the future!"

"Hehe... then wait, brother will slowly teach you a lesson!"

Xue Wanren gave a strange laugh, shrugging his shoulders with a smug expression.

He got up and walked over to Feng Xiangdong, and the two of them shared a bitter smile.

They had been the most flamboyant ones over the past few days; it could be said that they were the most pretentious among everyone.

Then they changed the rules, and now, every word they said felt like picking up a rock to smash their own feet!

They smashed themselves to pieces and then ground themselves into dust.

And then they acknowledged a bunch of big brothers for themselves!

And then they were done...

But the two of them were the oldest, aside from Dong Yunyu!

A bunch of kids became their big brothers... and this was a lifelong commitment. Until the end of their lives, as long as they had a breath left, they had to call them brother! And this rule was set by themselves!

At this thought, they truly felt like dying.

Although Fang Che was younger, calling him 'Big Brother Fang' was no pressure for Feng Xiangdong, as he had called him that before.

As for Mo Gan Yun and the others, it didn't matter; they called them 'Big Brother' with thick skin.

But Yu Zhong Ge was from the same Feng, Yu, and Xue families.

"Ah Dong..."

Xue Wanren's eyes were filled with tears, "Today, the two of us..."

"Ah..." Feng Xiangdong's face was ashen, and then he immediately reacted, "Ah, what did you call me? Ah Dong? Weren't you always calling me 'Brother Dong' before?"

Xue Wanren snorted, "If we haven't fought yet, and you can't beat me, then wouldn't I become your brother?"

Feng Xiangdong was so angry that he almost collapsed, his mouth twisted, "You damn... waiting for me here, huh? Fine! Fine!"

He nodded firmly, "If I can't beat them, how can I possibly beat you and Fang Che?"

"Hahaha..."

Xue Wanren smiled faintly, "Let's see what happens in the arena."

Currently, in the arena, Qiu Yunshang and Jing Shuang Gao were fighting.

As they tumbled and rolled, their displayed combat power caused Dong Yunyu to frown repeatedly.

Xue Wan Ren and Feng Xiang Dong's hearts sank as they watched, feeling utterly defeated.

This is it!

It seems like Yu Zhong Ge, Qiu Yun Shang, Jing Shuang Gao, Mo Gan Yun, and Dong Yun Yu... These five individuals will undoubtedly be calling me 'Brother' from now on.

Our only hope lies with Fang Che!

"Big Brother Fang!" Xue Wan Ren pleaded, "You must lose!"

Fang Che's nose twitched in annoyance, "Xue Wan Ren, you're really something! Now you're setting your sights on me?"

On the field, Qiu Yun Shang fought valiantly but ultimately lost, and Jing Shuang Gao successfully earned the title of 'Brother'.

Xue Wan Ren and Feng Xiang Dong sighed heavily, scratching their heads in frustration.

"I'm not going home for a few years," Feng Xiang Dong declared, looking up to the sky, "I'd probably get beaten to death if I returned!"

"Me too. I'm not going back either!"

Xue Wan Ren's face was filled with sorrow, "But they'll probably come here to beat us up..."

"Damn it! Where did these freaks come from?"

The audience was in disarray.

Many had bet on Feng Xiang Dong and Xue Wan Ren, but now their hopes were dashed.

Their elimination was swift and decisive.

Those who bet on them were equally disappointed, losing their bets without a chance.

There were only a handful who bet on Qiu Yun Shang, but now they stood cursing with twisted expressions.

The next match was between Mo Gan Yun and Fang Che, a battle fueled by pure grudges.

Mo Gan Yun, with a red scarf wrapped around his head bearing the words 'Super Fang Che', moved like an immovable tower into the arena.

He crossed his arms over his chest, and a confident smile spread across his rugged face, "Big Brother Fang, if nothing unexpected happens, this should be the last time. From now on, you'll be called Fang Laoyao or Xiaofang."

The others on the sidelines cheered, "Xiaofang, well done!"

Fang Che smiled and nodded, "Actually, I've been prepared for this. Even if you beat me this time, it won't be a surprise."

Mo Gan Yun's pride swelled, pointing to his forehead, "Do you remember this?"

"Of course," Fang Che nodded.

"I'm not asking for much."

Mo Gan Yun said, "As long as you tie a scarf with the words 'Super Mo Gan Yun' on your forehead from now on, I'll continue to call you Big Brother Fang!"

"That's not possible."

Fang Che shook his head like a rattle drum, "I can call you Big Brother Mo, but I won't tie the red scarf!"

Mo Gan Yun's anger surged, "Then prepare to call me 'Brother' from now on, Fang Laoyao!"

"It's not certain who will win or lose. Since you're so confident, why don't we raise the stakes?" Fang Che proposed.

Mo Gan Yun's nose twitched, and suddenly, he felt a sense of unease.

He smelled the scent of a trap again... Could he be falling into another pit?

But with so many people watching, how could he show weakness?

He forced himself to ask, "How do we raise the stakes?"

"If you win, I'll do as you say and tie the red scarf," Fang Che said.

"But if I win, it's not too much to ask. I just bought a small house, and you can take care of the interior decoration, furniture, and everything else, right?"

"Just a small house?"

Mo Gan Yun's worries dissipated, and he waved his hand generously, "It's just a small house. Rest assured, if I win, I'll help you with the decoration too!"

"That's not necessary. When you place a bet, you must be prepared to accept the consequences. If I lose, I'll accept it, and I won't try to take advantage."

"Alright!"

Mo Gan Yun was eager, "Let's do it."

"Then you must go easy on me," Fang Che continued to feign weakness.

"I'll definitely not hold back!"

Mo Gan Yun laughed heartily, "Have you forgotten how you beat me back then?"

Fang Che sighed, "The cycle of life... Come on, let me have it."

"Hahaha..."

Mo Gan Yun let out his signature villainous laugh and charged forward with a tiger leap, delivering a powerful punch, "Big Brother Fang, hahaha... You've got..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly froze.

At that moment, Fang Che in front of him suddenly lunged forward with his waist.

His eyes widened, and his body took on a diving posture.

With a booming sound, an overwhelming aura surged forward like a collapsing sky!

The force of the attack made Mo Gan Yun feel suffocated.

He felt as if his entire body had fallen into a viscous force field. His breathing became labored, and his limbs couldn't move freely.

Sensing the danger, he roared with all his might, "Ah! Roar!"

His thick arms, like a club, struck with full force.

But he felt a pair of fists rushing towards him, magnified in his pupils.

"Damn it!"

Mo Gan Yun took a step back to dodge.

Boom! Fang Che's foot had already kicked Mo Gan Yun's waist.

Mo Gan Yun roared and braced himself, attacking again.

Bang! A punch landed on his eye socket.

His head was knocked back slightly, and he roared again, bracing himself for another round of mutual injuries.

Attack without defense!

As long as I can exchange punches with you, even once is enough! I'll take ten hits for one of yours! He braced himself, taking punch after punch, seeking a chance for a hard clash.

But he couldn't find an opportunity to unleash a full-force attack. Fang Che's body seemed to have turned into a gust of wind.

Off the field, Yu Zhong Ge, Jing Shuang Gao, and Qiu Yun Shang stood frozen in shock.

(End of Chapter)

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