But the problem was, by now, they were seeing red from losing!
Zhang Beixing was just too freaking outrageous!
The first ti he spoke up and turned the situation around, they could understand it as a fluke. Zhang Beixing’s main focus was Bajiquan, so he accidentally played into his strongest Martial Arts. Getting beaten in one’s best area was nothing to be ashad of.
The second ti, it could be seen as Zhang Beixing’s secondary expertise in Taizu Long Fist. He was also highly proficient in it, so it could still be justified.
But the third ti, the fourth ti, the fifth ti...
How co every single ti, you bastard, can you stand there babbling for ages and giving commands? What, so all of Great Xia’s Martial Arts are your strongest, huh? You’re so bloody amazing, why the hell haven’t you ascended to the heavens yet?
"Damn you! You bastard! Just standing there pointing fingers, babbling on and on, disrupting our competition! If you have the guts, co up here, I..."
The little devil nad ’Liu Hua’ couldn’t stand Zhang Beixing’s ddleso interference anymore, his anger boiling over. He marched onto the stage and addressed Zhang Beixing.
But before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly rembered sothing—Zhang Beixing was a Grandmaster!
And I’m rely a Pseudo Grandmaster!
But now that everyone’s eyes were on him, if he chickened out, it would be a huge loss of face. So, his eyes darted around, and he quickly changed the subject, "If you have the guts, co up here. My master challenges you to a duel to the death! Do you dare accept?"
i Yougui: "???"
Wait, he struts up here all high and mighty, and I thought he was going to fight Zhang Beixing, only for him to pull this stunt?
i Yougui, Liu Hua’s master, felt his face darken.
This treacherous disciple! He actually dared to set up his own master!
But with things having co to this, and all attention drawn by his treacherous disciple, if i Yougui claid it was all a misunderstanding, he’d lose face completely. They, the ’little devils,’ valued face above all else. So, he could only maintain a grim expression and nod in agreent.
Seeing that the old codger actually dared to accept, Zhang Beixing was sowhat surprised. He didn’t refuse, rely chuckling, "Fine! Since you insist, I’ll have to be the bully then!"
It just so happened that I’ve been watching from below for a while now, and I want to stretch my muscles. Let’s see just how strong my Great Grandmaster prowess is, and how my own Ultimate Skill asures up. But as a Great Grandmaster, it’s aningless to fight a re Grandmaster. It would be more efficient to have all these Grandmasters co at together. That would settle things once and for all and save trouble.
Before that, however, Zhang Beixing looked at Liu Hua, who had already scurried off the stage.
"And how do we settle the matter of you insulting ?"
I heard him very clearly when that Liu Hua shouted ’Damn you!’ earlier. Such a young punk, a ’little devil’ no less, daring to speak to so insolently—what nerve!
Hearing Zhang Beixing’s words, Liu Hua’s heart tightened, but he still feigned calm. "Then what do you propose, Senior? Surely you don’t intend to bully the young by fighting yourself?"
Hearing the little devil try to box him in, Zhang Beixing sneered.
Then, with a swift motion, he clapped a hand on the unprepared Chen Rourou’s shoulder, "I won’t bully you. Since this is a matter for the younger generation, let the youth handle it. Rourou, go kick his bloody arse!"
Chen Rourou: "Huh???"
"Huh what? Get up!" Zhang Beixing patted Chen Rourou’s shoulder.
Chen Rourou was still a bit stunned. Urged by Zhang Beixing, she instinctively stood up. Realizing this trouble was indeed of their group’s making, she didn’t hesitate and declared with a sharp posture, "I am Chen Rourou, willing to represent my ntor in combat! I invite your Martial Artist to step onto the stage and et their doom!"
Where did she even learn such a pretentious phrase? Zhang Beixing thought, impressed by her gusto. This little girl isn’t bad at all. Not bad, not bad.
But right after saying it, Chen Rourou started to regret her words.
I was too impulsive! Because I suddenly rembered sothing: these ’Eight-Nation Alliance’ Martial Artists causing trouble in Great Xia are, at the very least, Pseudo Grandmasters! And I’m rely on the verge of reaching the Pseudo Grandmaster threshold. I haven’t even grasped the basics of Hidden Force yet; I’m not even a half-step Pseudo Grandmaster! Yet I just invited a Pseudo Grandmaster to co up to the stage and ’et their doom’... This is...
"Uncle, you’ve set up!" Chen Rourou cried, snapping out of her bravado. Her face fell as she looked at Zhang Beixing.
Zhang Beixing, however, was nonchalant.
I know Rourou isn’t even a Pseudo Grandmaster yet, still far from mastering Hidden Force. But if I dared to say that, I naturally have my confidence. On the way here, when I was using my Dan Energy to control my Qi and Blood to treat my wounds, I accidentally discovered that my mutated Great Grandmaster Dan Energy has a particularly heaven-defying hidden feature!
"Don’t worry," Zhang Beixing said. "Co here. Today, your ntor will help you ascend to the heavens in a single step, to challenge a Grandmaster despite the gap in your cultivation!"
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