Murong Juehu felt incredibly wronged, but there was nothing he could do…
He couldn't possibly betray the Murong family, could he? If he left such a powerful clan, he probably wouldn't survive three days before being torn to pieces by his enemies…
"Murong Juehu agrees to the bet. If Xiang Tai loses, I am willing to accept the same punishment..."
Upon hearing Murong Juehu's agreement, Xiang Taiyan immediately said excitedly.
"Thank you for your trust, Uncle Juehu. I will certainly live up to your expectations..."
Murong Juehu thought to himself, "Give me a break! You've almost lost everything, yet you're still spouting nonsense. You're really overestimating yourself..."
Seeing that Murong Juehu had agreed, Murong Qingyi and Murong Li resigned themselves to their fate. They were a bit smarter than Murong Juehu and knew there was no way to avoid it...
If they don't want to break ties with the sect leader, they have no choice but to accept this gamble...
They had given up all hope that Xiang Taiyan would win the third game. After losing two games in a row, especially considering Tuoba San's fighting spirit in the second game, Xiang Taiyan was nothing more than an ant in his eyes...
Such a huge difference in combat power left Xiang Tai with absolutely no chance of winning...
The three martial gods looked utterly dejected. They had only intended to annoy Tuoba San, but they ended up annoying themselves instead…
"Murong Qingyi agrees to the bet..."
"Murong Li agrees to the bet..."
Having obtained the consent of the last two Martial Gods of the Murong family, Xiang Taiyan immediately cupped his hands in thanks…
To everyone's surprise, the hot-tempered Murong Juehu directly rebuked him.
"Shut up, you idiot..."
Xiang Taiyan's face stiffened upon being insulted by Murong Juehu. He felt extremely humiliated and harbored deep resentment towards Murong Juehu. He had only been working for the Murong family, asking them to make some sacrifices, yet they held such a grudge...
"That piece of shit, looks like even your own people don't think highly of you..."
Seeing Xiang Tai's ugly expression, I knew he was harboring a lot of resentment, so I continued to add fuel to the fire...
"snort!"
Just as Xiang Taiyan was about to retort, he felt Tuoba San's icy gaze, and he quickly changed his attitude, returning me with an awkward smile...
This immediately drew criticism from many people who felt that Xiang Tai was unworthy of the title of "prodigy," being so cowardly...
Completely forgetting how terrifying Tuoba San's outburst had been, Xiang Taiyan, who had directly faced Tuoba San's outburst, was left with a deep psychological scar...
"We are all Xiangtai's most steadfast supporters; there's no need for you to sow discord here..."
To save face, Murong Qingyi uttered words she didn't mean...
"If it weren't for the pressure, why would you have agreed to the bet? I bet you'd love for Xiang Taiyan to lose face completely, because the more face he loses, the more it benefits your Murong family, am I right?"
Upon hearing my words, the three martial gods of the Murong family all became uneasy; clearly, I had struck a nerve…
Xiang Daoren, who had initially felt guilty, saw this scene and his eyes turned ruthless. He cursed the Murong family for their viciousness. No matter how disgraceful Xiang Taiyan was, the one most affected was him, the sect leader…
Therefore, he now felt that bringing along the three martial gods of the Murong family wasn't such an unacceptable thing...
But for the Murong family, all of this was an extremely shameful thing. Now, the people of Dongzuo Peak had to bow their heads when they went out, because they couldn't stand being pointed at and talked about...
It's fortunate that Xiang Tai won this time; if he had lost, the Murong family would have lost enough face to never be able to hold their heads high again. There's even a possibility that the Murong family would close their mountain stronghold...
"You brat, you're asking for death..."
The Murong family head's aura surged skyward, and he was about to attack me, but with Qingyunzi's cold snort, the Murong family head's aura vanished instantly...
This caused his expression to change drastically; he hadn't expected the difference in strength between himself and Qingyunzi to be so vast…
"You really don't understand the rules! Aren't we supposed to be having a competition? Let's get started..."
Qingyunzi's voice was calm, but the undeniable aura he exuded silenced the Murong family head. Even Xiang Daoren felt a little guilty and didn't speak up to support the Murong family head...
Looking at Xiang Taiyan, who had been completely reduced to a pawn, I realized that if he hadn't come here, he would still be the second most promising talent in the Qingyun Sect. Now that he's here, he'll probably become a notorious rat in the Qingyun Sect...
"You piece of shit, you tell me, what's the third match about?"
The initiative was still given to Xiang Taiyan. For him, this was an open-book exam, and yet he still failed two of them...
Now, in the final round, the power to set the questions remains with him, so he must choose a question that he can win decisively…
Having been reminded by Daoist Xiang, he was already prepared for the competition, so upon hearing my words, he pointed directly to the air...
Everyone looked on in confusion, only to discover that he was pointing to the luxurious palace...
Just as everyone was wondering what he was going to compete in, Xiang Taiyan spoke up.
"In this third round, we'll see who can enter the palace..."
Hearing Xiang Taiyan's words, I was also taken aback. In the past two days, I had seen countless cultivators try to set foot in this palace, and regardless of their cultivation level, they all ended in failure...
Now that Xiangtai is using this as a competition tactic, it's clear they're prepared for a draw...
A palace that no one can set foot in is the same to everyone, so the final judgment is a draw...
Before the bet was made, the two sides did not agree on how a tie would be decided. However, if Xiang Daoren and the Murong family insisted on reneging, the bet would definitely be dropped in the end...
Everyone was stunned when they heard about the competition…
The first to react was Murong Li, whose face couldn't help but curl into an undisguised smile...
It's safe!
No need to embarrass yourself...
This was their first reaction…
Before their happiness could last long, Tuoba San's voice pulled everyone back to reality.
"How will the winner be determined? How long will the competition last?"
Upon hearing Tuoba San's question, Xiang Taiyan was momentarily embarrassed, but he quickly spoke up.
"Of course, the first to enter the palace will be the winner. If we all enter, the longest stay will determine the winner, and the competition will take place today..."
Hearing Xiang Taiyan's words, Tuoba San nodded, indicating he had no problem.
"Okay, let's do it your way..."
Xiang Tai smiled slightly, thinking to himself, "So what if I won two games? As long as I win this one, or it's a draw, then I won't have lost..."
"etc…"
Hearing my words, Xiang Tai trembled, almost crying. He thought to himself, "It's happened again. This is the third time. Whenever I say 'wait,' it's never good. That's how I lost my bets twice..."
"Uncle Invincible, what are you doing?"
Xiang Taiyan learned his lesson and his attitude immediately became respectful...
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