26: Chapter 26: Fear?
(Climax Erges) 26: Chapter 26: Fear?
(Climax Erges) At that mont, Huang Wei also looked over, his gaze eting Huang Xiaolong’s.
A cold sneer with disdain and intense hatred shone in his eyes.
Since returning from the celebration at Li Mansion, Huang Wei’s hatred for Huang Xiaolong had grown daily.
Every ti he thought of Li Lu holding Huang Xiaolong’s hand in front of him, and how she had embraced Huang Xiaolong before leaving, crying and begging him not to go, Huang Wei wished he could devour Huang Xiaolong’s flesh and blood.
Their gazes collided and then shifted away.
Huang Xiaolong arrived with his father, Huang Peng, and his mother, Su Yan, sitting down opposite Huang Ming and his son, Huang Wei.
It wasn’t long before Grandfather Huang Qide arrived.
Seeing Grandfather Huang Qide appear, Huang Xiaolong naturally understood the reason for his presence at this annual eting.
He had diligently cultivated Huang Wei, but during the last annual eting, he had severely beaten Huang Wei, sowhat disgracing him.
This ti, he had co to witness Huang Wei defeat him and restore his honor.
When Huang Qide arrived, everyone stood up to greet him.
“Alright, everyone, please take a seat,” said Huang Qide with a smile, gesturing with his hand.
The crowd sat down again.
Like the previous year, the steward Chen Ying stood up and began the speech for the annual eting.
After the speech and receiving a nod from Huang Qide, he loudly announced, “The annual eting begins!”
The annual eting begins!
A mont of silence fell upon the Great Hall, followed by the disciples whose Martial Souls had awakened this year taking turns going onto the stage to spar and exchange insights.
Those like Huang Xiaolong and Huang Wei, whose Martial Souls had awakened in previous years, could only wait for this year’s newly awakened disciples to finish their bouts before they could take the stage.
The audience in the Great Hall watched the spars of this year’s disciples with distracted expressions, clearly waiting for the match between Huang Xiaolong and Huang Wei.
Last year, Huang Wei, the most talented genius of Huang Family Manor and the favored grandson of the Old Manor Master, had been beaten to a pulp by Huang Xiaolong.
What about this year?
And there sat Huang Qide on the podium, also filled with anticipation.
Soon, as everyone anticipated, this year’s new disciples finished their sparring session.
When they were done, a brief eerie silence fell over the Great Hall; almost simultaneously, all eyes turned to Huang Wei and Huang Xiaolong.
Differently from last year, this ti it was Huang Xiaolong who stood up first.
After rising, he slowly walked to the center of the Martial Arts Arena in the Great Hall.
The crowd was sowhat surprised to see Huang Xiaolong stepping up to the stage before Huang Wei.
Once Huang Xiaolong was on the stage and stood firm, he looked down at Huang Wei and said coldly, “Well?
Are you afraid to co up?”
Huang Wei suddenly stood up, bursting into laughter, then leaped onto the stage, landing in front of Huang Xiaolong: “Afraid to co up?
What a joke!
Huang Xiaolong, last ti you ambushed and barely won by half a move.
Do you think you’ll be so lucky this ti?”
As soon as Huang Wei finished speaking, the Great Hall fell silent.
Everyone looked perplexed.
An ambush?
A fluke win of half a move?
Huang Xiaolong hadn’t expected Huang Wei’s skin to be so thick.
Huang Wei, disregarding the expressions of the crowd, turned his head to Huang Qide and said, “Grandfather, according to the annual eting rules, disciples must contest each other, and others should not interfere, right?” After speaking, he looked towards Huang Peng on the stage, clearly fearing that Huang Peng would not be able to restrain himself from intervening should he beat Huang Xiaolong half to death later.
“Indeed, no one should interfere!” Huang Qide nodded, his tone resolute and unquestionable.
Everyone heard this and knew that the Old Manor Master was warning the Second Manor Master, Huang Peng.
Huang Peng and Su Yan could clearly discern the aning behind Huang Qide’s words.
Although annoyed, they were more worried about their son.
With the assurance from his grandfather Huang Qide, Huang Wei fully relaxed.
He turned to look at Huang Xiaolong, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty glint.
The hatred that had been suppressed for the whole year burst forth completely.
“Huang Xiaolong, now I’ll let you see the gap between my Tenth-level Martial Soul and your Seventh-level Martial Soul!
I want you to witness the terrifying extent my power has reached!” Huang Wei’s voice was low.
His entire body’s Fighting Energy surged like a flood and was fully revealed in front of the crowd, while his Martial Soul, the Three-eyed Black Tiger, manifested behind him.
Compared to a year ago, that Three-eyed Black Tiger had grown twice in size, its body flickering with dark light, exuding more tiger-like dominance, and an innate suppressive aura emanated from the black tiger.
“Such strong Fighting Energy!
That is Third Rank, no, Third-stage Middle Peak, my God, it’s actually Third-stage Middle Peak!”
“Young Master Huang Wei’s talent is too heaven-defying.
To think that in a year, he ascended from Second Rank to Third-stage Middle Peak!”
In the Great Hall, all the seated elders and stewards of Huang Family Manor were shocked, so even involuntarily standing up from their seats.
On the dais, Huang Qide, seeing Huang Wei display the power of Third-stage Middle Peak and the shocked expressions of all the elders and stewards of Huang Family Manor, smiled brightly and even laughed out loud.
Below the stage, Huang Ming also wore a smiling face, nodding continuously as he watched his son on the stage.
With his Third-stage Middle Peak Fighting Energy fully displayed, Huang Wei looked at Huang Xiaolong and sneered disdainfully, “Huang Xiaolong, with my current strength apparent, are you very afraid?
Rest assured, your fear is normal, and nobody will laugh at you!
Now, do you finally understand the gap in our talents?
Our gap cannot be filled just because you had the dumb luck to consu three Yang Fruits!”
“Afraid?” Huang Xiaolong looked at the smug Huang Wei, shook his head inwardly, and said coldly, “Is this all your strength?
Go ahead, this ti, I will beat you so badly not only your father but also your grandfather won’t recognize you!”
Upon hearing this, the audience couldn’t help but shake their heads—none of them believed that Young Master Xiao Long could win against the Young Master Huang Wei at the Third-stage Middle Peak.
On the dais, Huang Qide’s expression turned to annoyance.
This grandson Huang Xiaolong was simply too presumptuous!
“Really?” Huang Wei sneered, his eyes fiercely glowing as he instantly appeared before Huang Xiaolong, his fists thundering out with all his might.
“Xiao Long!” Watching Huang Wei’s fists about to strike Huang Xiaolong, Huang Peng and Su Yan’s expressions changed and they couldn’t help but stand up.
anwhile, Huang Qide, irritated by Huang Xiaolong’s presumptuous words, released his aura to lock onto his son Huang Peng, his eyes sharp as he shouted, “Who dares to interfere?
They will be dealt with according to the family’s penal code!”
Just then, suddenly, Huang Qide noticed the atmosphere in the Great Hall turn weird.
All the elders, stewards, and disciples were staring gobsmacked at the central Martial Arts Arena.
Following their gaze, Huang Qide was puzzled to see that sohow, the punches that were aid at Huang Xiaolong had been caught by Huang Xiaolong’s hands and were stopped!
Under the watchful eyes of Huang Qide and the crowd, Huang Xiaolong looked coldly at Huang Wei, “Since that’s the case, I’ll also let you see a part of my current strength!”
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