The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 181 Let's Forfeit

After the battle between Ke Wei and Xu Peng, everyone seemed to lose interest, and the overall atmosphere of the battle cooled down.

"Li Hong wins...!"

"Zhang Feng wins...!"

……

Before long, the other pairs of people on the stone platforms also decided their victories, and the seven winners left the battlefield through the "space conversion platform".

"Haha~, Blood Five won...!"

"Waaah... Xu Peng actually lost!"

Many disciples were huddled together in the audience, their expressions a mix of joy and sorrow – these were none other than those who had placed bets earlier.

"Here, five hundred taels of silver for you! It's outrageous! Brute Force was unstoppable all the way through the competition this year, but I never expected to lose to that unlucky Poisonous Serpent Blood Five again!"

The fat disciple from the home team cursed and pulled out several heavy bags of white cubes with a pained expression.

"Blood Five, you bastard, you bastard!" Seeing the disciples who "received gifts" all wearing bright, cheerful smiles, the fat man felt extremely resentful. In his heart, he cursed Blood Five's ancestors for eighteen generations.

Thankfully, it was always in my heart!

"Hmph...!"

Suddenly, a chilling nasal voice entered his ears, and the clever-looking disciple subconsciously turned his head to take a look.

Immediately afterwards, the disciple's pupils contracted, and he turned around abruptly with a look of horror on his face, as if he had encountered a ghost.

"Shh~, shut up...!"

Calming himself, the quick-witted disciple swallowed hard, then touched the group of people huddled together with their heads bowed, and whispered, "Blood Five is right behind us!"

"You wouldn't be...,"

Before the word "lie" could even be uttered, the hairs on the back of their heads stood on end, and several disciples, filled with shock and suspicion, trembled and involuntarily turned their heads away.

Two bright, menacing beams of light shot out from the exit of the dark passage, looking at them with the chilling presence of bloodthirsty, prehistoric beasts.

"Hiss...!"

Noticing the anomaly, everyone gasped in unison. Then, a quick thought struck them, and they swiftly regained their composure, turning away as if they knew nothing.

Only a fool would meddle in other people's business!

"Damn it! I can only pray that the snake didn't hear me!"

The disciples who had spoken earlier had their eyes flashing. In their panic, they gritted their teeth and, with a gamble on their luck, calmly turned around, following the others' actions, hoping to get away with it.

"Fatty, just the three of you, turn around...!"

The cold voice carried an undeniable air, the footsteps grew louder, and the surroundings fell eerily quiet.

Immediately, a male figure exuding a chilling aura slowly approached. His sinister pupils and black broadsword, especially when stared at by those pupils, gave one a creepy feeling.

This person was the one who came to sit in the audience but happened to overhear people talking about him behind his back!
"Phew...! It's alright, it's alright, he's not going to eat us up, is he?!"

The three of them felt a chill run down their spines, could clearly hear their own heartbeats, and after a slight tremor, they froze completely.

However, despite their reluctance, after hesitating for a long time, the three of them still gritted their teeth and slowly turned around.

Then, their gazes inevitably met those terrifying, cold eyes shooting a chilling light from behind them. The group gasped, feeling as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Fifth Senior Brother Xue, please forgive me!"

The three men quickly got up and knelt on the ground, keeping their heads down. Their hearts were pounding, and they dared not look directly at the knife-wielding man who was approaching them.

"Haha, Blood Five! Bullying Junior Brother again? What a coincidence, I'll join in too!"

A mocking chuckle rang out, and Xue Wu turned around, his brows furrowing. Immediately afterward, six more figures darted out of the passage—the inner disciples who had just won the competition.

"Senior brother, spare me! Spare me!"

Upon hearing this, the three of them trembled violently, inwardly lamenting: one ghost or god hadn't been sent away yet, and now another Buddha was coming. This really was going to be a siege!
"Give up your seats, and then... get out of here!"

Seeing that his nemesis Ke Wei, who often opposed him, and the other inner disciples who had advanced to the finals had arrived, Xue Wu knew that there was no show to watch. He immediately chased away the three disciples who were trembling in front of him, feeling very disappointed.

"Thank you, Senior Brother! Thank you, Senior Brother!!"

"Tsk tsk, you're really fast!"

No sooner had the three overjoyed disciples left than the six elite inner disciples swiftly appeared before the man with the knife.

Immediately afterwards, Ke Wei glanced sideways at the three people who had disappeared in a flash among the audience, and exclaimed in admiration from the bottom of his heart.

"Eh~, Brother Xue Wu, you've changed your ways? You're actually willing to let them go?" Ke Wei turned around with a smile in his eyes, but saw that the knife-wielding man in front of him had a gloomy face. He then added fuel to the fire and asked in feigned surprise.

"Hmph~...!" A chilling gaze swept over the sword-wielding man, whose face was filled with astonishment.

After a cold laugh, Xue Wu ignored what the others thought and strode forward, placing his broadsword horizontally where the three had been standing. He then sat down cross-legged in a domineering manner.

"Damn it!" The six inner disciples, including the sword-wielding man whose smile suddenly froze, gritted their teeth, their faces turning extremely ugly in an instant.

"Ke Wei, your death is not far off!"

Meanwhile, Blood Five, furious, harbored murderous intent. The other party was clearly feigning ignorance, yet they were putting on an act that... seemed quite convincing!
"This Blood Five is really powerful!"

Zhu Bupang and his companion glanced back, raised an eyebrow, and transmitted their thoughts to the man in blue. They saw the other inner disciples, their faces grim, searching for empty seats on their own.

Whether it was bad luck or not, Feng Ling was just about to respond to his two disciples, fat and thin, when he received a telepathic message that was almost a "threatening letter"!

"Kid, I heard you're one of those people with connections? Heh heh, better not let me run into you!"

Xue Wu snorted coldly, glancing at the man in blue robes at a 45-degree angle ahead, a shadow of gloom flashing in his eyes. He completely ignored the fat and thin disciples.

Zhu Bupang and his companion's achievements are evident to all. Although Xue Wu is not afraid of their strength, he knows that they are quite capable, unlike the man in blue who is just there to make up the numbers!

"You should pray that I don't run into you!"

The cold voice permeated the invisible air, the surrounding wind suddenly stopped, the light in sight dimmed, and only a bright figure suddenly magnified in front of us.

It was as if the only thing in the world was the man in blue before him. This eerie feeling sent chills down Xue Wu's spine, making him feel suffocated.

"Hmph!" Fortunately, things returned to normal shortly afterward. Then, Xue Wu coldly glared at the retreating figure of the man in blue, sending a few harsh words through telepathy. During this time, Zhu Bupang and his companion also sensed this chilling aura and subconsciously turned back for another look.

Unexpectedly, they met Blood Five's cold gaze, which lingered over the three of them. After an invisible clash, the tension between the two sides was palpable.

Immediately after receiving a telepathic message from the man in blue, the two glared at Xue Wu with unfriendly expressions before turning away with an arrogant air.

……

Time passed quickly, and in the brief moment that the group clashed, the winner among the seven on the sidelines had already been decided.

Xu Peng and Man Li were lucky this time, avoiding each other, and both of them naturally advanced to the finals without a doubt. The other two who advanced were both unfamiliar faces.

At least, Feng Ling and the other two had never seen it before!
"The final match will be moved up and continue at 1:00 PM today...!"

Just as everyone was excitedly watching the four people standing below, the man in the purple and gold crown in the VIP seat raised an eyebrow and immediately acted according to the previously agreed plan.

"Uh...!" Everyone was stunned for a second, then they all became excited and cheered, making the whole scene extremely noisy and boiling.

"The show's over!"

The sound resounded throughout the entire venue. The Jade Purity Sect Master first looked up at the sky and saw that it was approaching noon. Then he turned around and led the elders to leave the venue first.

"Please inform the remaining inner disciples who are not present: the final competition has been moved up!"

Just as Feng Tianjue and the others left, the kind-faced old man who had been organizing the departure of several thousand disciples seemed to remember something and quickly spoke to the dozen or so stewards.

Before a cup of tea could be brewed, the crowd dispersed like flowing water, leaving only a few dozen people scattered around, still waiting.

"The fun is about to begin!"

Just then, unnoticed by anyone, the man in blue robes, who had stood up and was watching the arrogant figure of the man with the knife leave, curled a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, causing both the fat and thin disciples beside him to shiver for Xue Wu.

……

As the hour of Wei (1-3 PM) approached, the dueling arena was filled with a cacophony of voices, with handsome male and female disciples rising to cheer and shout encouragement everywhere.

The annual Inner Sect Grand Competition finals are here! Everyone is incredibly excited.

Compared to the slow wait of the past few years, the final of this Inner Disciple Competition came much faster, as if someone was deliberately manipulating the process of the competition in the dark, constantly squeezing and shortening the time of the competition.

"The first round of the finals will select the top ten! Please have the bottom ten finalists assess their strength and draw lots to determine who will face the top ten!"

As Elder Chen spoke, everyone consciously shut their mouths, and the scene quickly quieted down, though they could not hide the excitement in their eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, the screen rose again, displaying a list of disciples who had advanced to the finals based on their strength assessment.

They are: Cheng Ye, Kuang Tu, Ye Hui, Ke Wei, Xue Wu, Man Li, Xu Peng, Zhu Bupang, Gou Bushou... and Feng Ling!

Among the twenty people, the rankings were mostly based on their rankings in the previous competition and their performance in this competition.

However, what was unexpected was that Feng Ling was placed last! This meant that he would be the first to draw lots.

"Tsk tsk, this is interesting!"

Many of the elders who recognized him wore expressions of anticipation, as if watching a show. Feng Tianjue's expression was also quite varied, his eyes fixed on the man in blue, trying to find a trace of emotion in his eyes.

Unfortunately, this left him both impressed and disappointed. Amidst the murmurs of voices from both the audience and the crowd, the man in blue remained calm, as if he hadn't heard a thing, and slowly walked to the old man to draw lots.

"The assessment is just a formality. Don't put pressure on yourself during the battle, and don't be discouraged if you fail!"

Elder Chen spoke tactfully, glancing intentionally or unintentionally at the man in the purple-gold crown in the VIP section, and sighed helplessly at the message he had just received.

Secret operation!

I've lived to be this old, and now I'm going to end up with a tarnished reputation in my old age!
"Survival of the fittest!"

Just as Elder Chen was still struggling to overcome the hurdle of "deception" in his mind, the man in blue muttered to himself, having seen through this arrangement.

Clearly, the top ten in the evaluation are the most favored and most likely to make it into the final ten, according to the consensus of all the elders. Drawing the top ten from the bottom ten will undoubtedly prevent the top ten from being directly eliminated in a head-to-head draw.

Of course, some people will complain that this is unfair, as there may be some hidden talents among the bottom ten!

Anyone could have guessed that. Unfortunately, in the eyes of the Jade Purity Sect's higher-ups, a clash between equally matched veterans and newcomers would produce a dark horse, while those who didn't... no matter how dark their chances, it wouldn't matter!

"Thank you, elder, for reminding me!"

The man in blue looked up and stared directly at the old man. When the man clasped his hands in thanks, a hint of guilt flashed in the old man's eyes, though barely perceptible.

"Okay, let's wait for the draw results and do our best!"

Upon hearing this, the man in blue nodded and smiled slightly, but turned around casually, slowly retreated to the side, and stood there blankly.

From the start of the draw until the end, during this process that would excite and delight ordinary people, Feng Ling didn't even glance at Yin Ping once.

Because he simply doesn't care!
No matter who the opponent is, the result will be the same; it's just a matter of "order".

I wonder what these elite disciples among the dozens of inner disciples would think if they knew the true thoughts in the man in blue's heart!

They would probably spit on the ground, scoff, or simply ignore it...

In short, regardless of which of the ten people he faced, apart from the elders who had seen Feng Ling during the core disciple awards and knew that he had "eighth-level cultivation," the huge audience seats were filled with people, but no one believed that he could win the first match of the finals!

Just like what's happening now...

"Hiss...!" After the ten people finished drawing lots, Elder Chen waved his hand to announce the results.

"Feng Ling against... Blood Five?!"

Upon seeing the information displayed on the screen, the crowd erupted in uproar, their gazes immediately drawn to the four large, blood-red characters on the first line.

"Haha~, that guy's finished now!"

"Sigh! There's no point in watching a duel like this where the outcome is so predictable. I might as well just admit defeat!"

Immediately afterward, the disciples realized what was happening and cast disdainful glances at the man in blue who was still "pretending to be calm."

Many people even stood up and publicly mocked the man in blue, suggesting he should just give up!

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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