Who let him join the Sword Sect?!-Chapter 454 - 289 Lu Ning Equals Taisui_3

The decision to surrender was made swiftly, without a hint of hesitation.

No one even knows what they came here for?

Because the process was so dull, and when Xiao Teng delivered what he thought was a earth-shattering punch, there was no one watching.

The few people who managed to remember Xiao Teng rated him pretty poorly.

Xiao Teng’s label became that of a fool who punches stones.

The next day.

His opponent was yet another nondescript passerby.

Xiao Teng didn’t even remember the guy’s name because this dude never showed his face.

The ones fighting against Xiao Teng were a bunch of drawn-out paper figures.

These paper figures, light and impervious to water or fire, were just the thing to restrain a body cultivator like Xiao Teng.

Because the previous match was so boring, there weren’t many people watching this one either; most who came were just looking for a place to rest.

Once seated, they’d pick up a little walnut to watch other matches’ live streams.

However, the Sword Sect already anticipated this, so they invited many demon race secret agents from Thousand Mechanism Town to play the role of bloodthirsty audience.

The aim was to provide each young cultivator with enough emotional value.

The problem arose right here.

A well-fed demon race member, triggered by the scene, somehow picked up a suona (a woodwind instrument) and started playing music for Xiao Teng.

In an instant, suona music surrounded the venue, paper figures floated in the air, while Xiao Teng looked like he was dancing with the wind.

That scene was no different from dancing on a grave.

When Xiao Teng finally won, his label became a fool who dances well and has a good sense of rhythm.

On the third day, it was a holiday.

Mr. Xiao, after much consideration, decided to do something new.

After all, his ratings had plummeted to rock bottom, probably without room for further decline.

Since he had hit rock bottom, the only way was up.

The humiliations from the first two days were just paving the way for his soaring success tomorrow.

Thinking this, Xiao Teng undid his body’s First Layer seal.

But it was all in vain.

The fourth day, which is today.

Due to Zhang Ze’s flaunting and Xu Lin’s sudden surge in power, it rained heavily here at Qinghe Association.

Xiao Teng’s opponent was a disciple of the Fire Virtue Sect.

The guy wasn’t weak enough to be put out by a little rain, but he was indeed affected.

To maintain the purity of his flames in the rain, he didn’t spread them out as usual to create a Flame Demon descent effect.

Instead, he concentrated them around himself, and because of the extreme concentration, the flames turned into colorless true fire covering the disciple’s body.

These coincidences resulted in this brother seeming harmless on the outside but with an increased level of danger.

Xiao Teng, having only undone the First Layer seal, was almost burned to death by him.

Due to the water vapor filling the battlefield from the fight.

Even though Xiao Teng struggled to win, everyone still didn’t think highly of him.

In people’s eyes, what Xiao Teng did was walk into the steam and, after a while, came out wearing only his briefs.

Those who knew understood it was a duel, while those who didn’t might think he went in for some special service.

The Fire Virtue Sect disciple’s defeat was attributed by the audience to adverse weather conditions.

And so, the tags before Xiao Teng’s name piled on once more.

They became:

[Nice butt, dislikes wearing clothes, very lucky, white affair king, dances well, has a good sense of rhythm fool]

...

Thinking about these, Xiao Teng was almost out of breath.

Feeling annoyed, he wanted to have a chat with that Li Family junior sister he fell in love with at first sight.

Calling over a confidant, Xiao Teng asked, "Where’s my junior sister?"

"I just saw her holding a tuft of grass, saying she found it interesting and was going to the Medicine King Valley base for identification."

Xiao Teng was a bit helpless, waved his hand, not mentioning it further, and instead asked, "So, has tomorrow’s draw come out yet? Who’s my opponent?"

"It’s Zhuge Ye from Dragon Tiger Mountain."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Teng let out a long sigh of relief.

The light at the end of the tunnel, finally a decent opponent.

He could finally hold his head high!

After learning it was Zhuge Ye, Xiao Teng did not delay; he immediately went to the backyard, set up an incense table, and began to pray for good weather tomorrow.

Hoping for no rain, no wind, so his heroism and Zhuge Ye’s defeat could be showcased to all.

Xiao Teng bet all his hopes on tomorrow’s battle.

To ensure safety, he pre-unlocked the Second Layer seal.

"Bring Zhuge Ye’s information, I must prepare thoroughly for this battle!"

...

However, the next day.

Xiao Teng’s fluctuating luck did not disappear...

Because of Zhuge Ye, more people finally showed up to watch Xiao Teng’s match.

But soon, those people all left.

"What did you say! Forfeit, what do you mean!"

In the arena, Xiao Teng wore a look of disbelief.

Zhuge Ye, already at the edge of the field, turned back and said, "Just what it sounds like, I forfeit, you win."

Xiao Teng was so infuriated he felt dizzy, he only felt a raging fire inside with no outlet, his fist held high, only to hit air.

Breaking down, Xiao Teng was a bit incoherent, "You forfeit, you, you, you do you think you’re worthy of your master who trained you for so many years, just for you to achieve fame! Yet, you, you, you just surrendered!"

"I don’t agree! Fight! Fight me! Quickly!"

"What use is your disagreement." Zhuge Ye, a bit speechless by this person, thought he might be a bit unhinged, rejecting a free win.

But seeing this person being relentless, and upholding the principle of caring for the disabled, Zhuge Ye patiently explained.

"I am indeed worthy of my master, because my master’s master himself asked me to forfeit."

Zhuge Ye took out a little walnut, opened their Dragon Tiger Mountain family chat group, and showed it to Xiao Teng.

[Tang: Your opponent is nothing, stop fighting. Surrender quickly and come over here, there’s quite a show to watch.]

"What show, what show, could be better than me..." Xiao Teng, pointing at Zhuge Ye, said with a trembling voice.

Zhuge Ye waved his hand, not intending to have much exchange with this seemingly mentally deranged cultivator.

"The show is naturally the Sword Sect internal strife."

"Zhang Ze is about to fight with the Sword Sect leader’s little daughter."

"Watching the commotion is much more interesting than fighting with you."

"Farewell."

Saying this, Zhuge Ye left without looking back.

Xiao Teng felt dizzy, swayed and couldn’t stand still, then plopped down, looking up at the sunny sky, finding it glaring.

’Zhang Ze! I must kill you! Whether it’s Nameless or father! No one can stop me!’ Xiao Teng harbored baseless hatred towards Zhang Ze in his heart.

In the stands, a cultivator from Thousand Mechanism Pavilion responsible for recording betting outcomes looked at Xiao Teng sitting on the ground with a grim expression and shook his head.

He marked this match as void which ended without a battle.

He returned the entire stakes to the gamblers who bet on Xiao Teng.

Then he thought for a moment, and added another tag to Xiao Teng’s unfortunate name.

Xiao Teng became.

[Mentality is weak, nice butt, dislikes wearing clothes, very lucky, white affair king, dances well, has a good sense of rhythm fool]