Xie Zhou nodded upon hearing Bai Wuyou's affirmative answer and said nothing more, while Ao Tian and the others felt a sense of frustration.
This Xie Zhou is indeed only good at getting into trouble, and he even wants to spread this fire to them. He is simply shameless!
But now, they must not only fight to uphold the dignity of the Sword Sect and shed the label of "weak scholar," but also to protect the treasures of the Sword Sect.
This game is a must-win; we cannot afford to lose!
They lost more than just face; they also lost the Sword Sect's treasures! Unlike Xie Zhou, who was a burden and a troublemaker, they had no choice but to go all out for these two things!
In the martial arts arena, as the battle began, the atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense, and the atmosphere below the stage also became solemn. The first match was between Ao Tian, the captain of the five-man team from the Sword Sect.
Ao Tian possesses a metal-type spiritual root, which allows him to sense all small things made of metal, from large metal cages and traps to small silver needles and gold threads, and to detect and deal with them.
Coincidentally, one of the students sent by Wuyou Pavilion to fight this time was a guy who was good at using hidden weapons. However, all the hidden weapons used by this guy were made of metal, and his ability was exactly what Ao Tian could counter.
When the student from Wuyou Pavilion threw out the dart, he secretly threw out three silver needles as well, hoping to catch Ao Tian off guard. At this moment, Bai Wuyou, who was sitting below the stage, took a sip of tea and smiled silently.
Ao Tian dodged the oncoming dart, but then suddenly sensed the three silver needles flying through the air. He chuckled to himself, "Heh, this guy is quite cunning."
But no matter how cunning and treacherous they are, it's useless. In front of Ao Tian, any metal weapon is just a trick for a three-year-old to play hide-and-seek.
After dodging the darts, Ao Tian did not relax. He also easily dodged the three silver needles that flew towards him simultaneously. The calm smile on his lips surprised his opponent.
"How is this possible?!" After a moment of shock, the man used the same move again, only this time he increased the number of silver needles to ten!
However, Ao Tian made the fishermen, who were still playing like fish at the bottom of the pond, expose their amazing flaws.
Taking advantage of the man's momentary lapse in concentration, Ao Tian launched an attack. The man's hidden weapons moved swiftly, breaking through his defenses once he got close, giving Ao Tian an opening. By the time the man tried to defend himself again, he had already been knocked to the ground by Ao Tian.
The outcome of the first round was decided, with Ao Tian securing the first victory in one fell swoop. The other four members of the Sword Sect's five-person team rushed up to praise him, and Ao Tian clasped his hands in thanks, saying, "You flatter me."
This action displeased the students of Wuyou Pavilion. One of the students who had just been knocked down shouted, "This is clearly unfair! That guy probably has a metal spirit root. He can accurately track the whereabouts of my weapon every time. This is clearly elemental advantage! He..."
Bai Wuyou's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and his voice was somewhat cold: "Enough, you've lost, so be it. Weapon advantage doesn't matter. Don't make a scene."
Since the sect leader had already given the order, the student naturally dared not make any more noise and could only awkwardly step down from the stage.
Meanwhile, Xie Zhou and Luo Fantian, sitting on the sidelines of the arena, were quite relaxed. They had some snacks in their hands, and they were leisurely eating while watching the fight. They were even giving pointers and commenting on the battle.
The five-person team of the Sword Sect: What exactly are these two guys here for?
The group from Wuyou Pavilion: Are they looking down on us?
It wasn't until the next match began with drums and gongs that everyone watching from the sidelines finally turned their gaze away from the two who had been watching the spectacle with amusement.
In this competition, the student sent by Wuyou Pavilion was full of imposing momentum as soon as he entered the arena. Ao Tian's aura was obviously much stronger in front of him. But unexpectedly, no matter how strong the student's momentum was, he still could not do anything to Ao Tian.
Although he wasn't as dominated by Ao Tian as the previous person, this match still left him drenched in sweat.
Finally, the student collapsed from exhaustion. His killing move, Ao Tian, was repeatedly countered by Ao Tian's attributes. After several unsuccessful attacks, he finally became angry and opened a gap in his defense. Ao Tian used his moves from both sides, leaving him unable to defend himself. In the end, he was defeated by Ao Tian's damned attribute counter.
The people from Wuyou Pavilion finally started to make a fuss, shouting that it was unfair. Even the student who had just been reprimanded by Bai Wuyou stood up and angrily cursed Ao Tian for being shameless.
But Ao Tian looked at the noisy crowd of Wuyou Pavilion, sneered, and said sarcastically, "Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. If you lose this round, there will be another. Don't throw a tantrum because of your incompetence. That will only make you look stupid."
"you!"
"You are the despicable and shameless one! You bully others by taking advantage of attribute counters, and you still dare to spout nonsense after getting such a great deal! I have never seen such a shameless person before!"
“Yes…” the people from Wuyou Pavilion echoed from the sidelines.
Bai Wuyou's head was throbbing with pain. He slammed his teacup on the table, shattering it into dust. Only then did the commotion in the room gradually subside...
"What's all the fuss about? It's just a few lost matches. If you want to make a scene, go back inside. Don't disturb this master's ears." The person next to him handed Bai Wuyou another cup of tea. Bai Wuyou took it indifferently, smelled the aroma of the tea, and said, "Let's begin."
Ao Tian suppressed the joy in his eyes and prepared to face the next match. However, when he encountered another user of metal weapons, his face lit up with uncontrollable delight. He thought this would be another match where he would crush his opponent.
But when he thought that way, he had already begun to relax.
If Ao Tian had been dominating the previous rounds, the situation would be reversed in this round.
At this moment, not only did Ao Tian not gain any advantage over his opponent due to his metal spiritual root, but he was also beaten so badly that he had no chance to fight back.
When Ao Tian was knocked to the ground, his face was ashen. Lying on the ground, he mumbled something: "How is this possible? How is this possible?"
"Why is it impossible?" When they were utterly defeated and powerless to resist in the previous rounds, Bai Wuyou, the master of Wuyou Pavilion, did not say anything. But now he seemed to have been granted a pardon. He smelled the aroma of tea and smiled: "What does attribute restraint mean in the face of true strength and absolute power?"
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