Chapter 34
Taikang's leader, Gu Lin, is no match for him!
In the stands, several behind-the-scenes tycoons of major gambling dens gathered together.
"Do you have any escorts for Young Master Gu Lin?" a wealthy man asked.
"Yes, our gambling den has taken in three hundred taels," one of the men replied, flipping through a booklet.
"Our Treasure Bowl Gambling House has deposited three hundred taels."
"Our 'Harmony Brings Wealth' gambling den has won two hundred taels!!"
"Our gambling den is raking in two hundred taels of silver, and another person has bet ten taels."
After he finished speaking, the group of wealthy men looked at each other in bewilderment.
If Young Master Gu Lin really gets a spot in the Holy Land, that would be a fifty-nine-fold return. Not to mention that there's no reason to renege on a contract once it's been signed, he's already joined the Holy Land, which gambling house would dare to breach the contract?
Fifty-nine times!!!
"Young Master Gu is truly a kind and honest man!" one wealthy man concluded.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Without a doubt, the two people who placed the bet must be closely related to Young Master Gu.
This demonstrates Mr. Gu's generosity. If this were widely publicized, many people would increase their bets, and the gambling den wouldn't be able to lower the odds for Mr. Gu much. In that case, the gambling den would be ruined!
Meanwhile, many spectators in the stands were heartbroken, regretting that they hadn't been drunk when they placed their bets. If they had been drunk and bet on Young Master Gu, they would have made a fortune!
.......
Time flies.
The round of 32 to 16 is about to begin!
A new round of drawing lots.
There are no weaklings among the top 32. The one with the lowest cultivation level is naturally Gu Lin, but in the eyes of the contestants, Gu Lin definitely has a chance to compete for a spot in the Holy Land!
The disc-shaped ritual implements continued to operate.
Thirty-two people stood in front, each with a calm expression, showing no signs of tension.
They have already secured the position of ghostwriter, their status and position have been elevated, and their mindset is completely different!
The third group of stones burst forth—
"Gu Lin, Gao Youqi!"
Gu Lin faced off against Gao Youqi, the leader of Taikang Academy and a ninth-level Qi Condensation Realm expert!
When the draw results were announced, the spectators from Taikang County looked dejected, and the dean of Taikang Academy sighed deeply.
How did I end up with this Qi Condensation Realm seventh level...?
This is a monster!!!
It looks like Gao Youqi will be eliminated in the top 32!
With a command from Zhu Baihu of the Wendao Academy, the duel was scheduled to take place on the fourth arena.
Gu Lin stepped onto the dueling platform.
Gao Youqi followed closely behind.
Countless eyes were drawn to the fourth arena.
This is because Gu Lin's fighting style was too powerful and too visually stunning, causing everyone to focus on him and ignore the other peerless geniuses.
Amidst the watchful eyes of the crowd, Gao Youqi stepped forward, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and said sincerely:
"I lost both my parents when I was young, and my family was destitute. I survived by being sold into slavery to a wealthy family. Fortunately, I showed talent in martial arts and was nurtured by my teachers. It has been hard-won that I have come this far..."
He paused slightly, then spoke with a natural ease:
"Please give it your all in this contest, Young Master Gu, but we also implore you to show mercy."
After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
Is it shameful?
It's not shameful!
Gu Lin has already demonstrated terrifying killing power. If he truly harbors murderous intent, Gao Youqi will almost certainly die.
Having already become promising ghostwriters, no one wants to die before the dawn.
Similarly, since Gao Youqi dared to say this in public, if he had the upper hand, he would definitely show mercy, otherwise he would become infamous.
Of course, the possibility is extremely slim!
It should be noted that after a match, one can take pills to restore their internal energy. Even if Gu Lin cannot recover to his full strength, being at 70-80% of his peak condition would be enough to deal with Gao Youqi.
Gu Lin nodded slightly:
"it is good."
Gao Youqi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as he bowed.
thump—
Then the drums suddenly sounded.
Gao Youqi roared like a wild horse, his inner energy surging and flowing around him. He clenched his left hand into a fist and extended his right hand into a claw, moving in tandem with his fist and claw at a speed that was too fast for the naked eye to follow.
Gu Lin leaped into the air, unleashing another eighteen consecutive kicks!
The Lingbo Weibu technique, combined with the Jiuxiao Benlei Shentui (a type of leg technique), allows for nimble movement while leaping across the ground, enabling both defense and offense to be launched simultaneously.
boom!
The ninth kick, amidst the thunderous roar, directly shattered Gao Youqi's powerful punch.
Gao Youqi felt a chill run down his spine, sensing an omnipresent pressure. He tried to use his unique skill, but a scorching heat surged into his face.
"I give up!" he shouted quickly.
The claw marks vanished without a trace!
They came quickly and left quickly.
Even many members of the Holy Land were amazed.
This level of control is simply unparalleled!
Gu Lin must have endured countless hardships to cultivate martial arts, practicing diligently day and night, and possessing extraordinary aptitude for martial arts to reach such a level before the age of twenty.
Gao Youqi broke out in a cold sweat, his entire body stiffening; he had almost become a corpse like Zhao Yao.
He expressed his sincere gratitude:
"Thank you for showing mercy, Young Master Gu!"
He knew that Gu Lin had no intention of killing him. If he had, he probably wouldn't have been able to say the words "I admit defeat".
The monks in lotus robes from the Wendao Academy announced in a loud voice:
"Gu Lin wins this match. Congratulations to Gu Lin for advancing to the round of 16!"
Gu Lin returned the greeting with clasped hands and walked back to the high platform.
The other contestants stared at him with puzzled expressions.
He treated Gao Youqi, who had no background, with gentleness, restraint, and politeness.
He was ruthless and domineering towards Zhao Yao, who had a powerful background!
On the high platform, Zhao Can kept his eyes closed to rest. He couldn't lose his composure again. He had just been slapped by the centurion in a hysterical outburst, and he would definitely be punished when he returned to the Martial Peak Hall in Chuzhou.
Xiao Yao is dead. All I can do is take revenge and let Xiao Yao rest in peace!
This is a disgrace to the entire Zhao family, and it also tramples on Zhao Can's reputation.
"My lord." Zhao Can suddenly opened his eyes, walked to the snow-white three-legged golden crow robe of the Martial Peak Hall, suppressed his grief, tried his best to keep his voice steady, and said respectfully:
"It was my fault for being disrespectful, sir! Please punish me!"
The Martial Peak Hall commander stared coldly at him and said in a low voice:
"While I understand your grief over losing your brother, your impulsive act of nearly stepping onto the dueling platform in an attempt to undermine the fairness of the selection competition is something I will report to my superiors truthfully!"
Zhao Can respectfully clasped his hands in a fist salute, not refuting the plea for mercy, but instead said in a deep voice:
"My lord, I request that the Office of Swordsmen under the jurisdiction of Prince Wuji select Gu Lin. Please grant my wish in consideration of my past diligence and loyalty!"
The Martial Peak Hall commander's eyes flickered, and after a moment's thought, he spoke in a barely audible voice:
"Given Gu Lin's combat prowess, he is capable of joining the Holy Land."
Zhao Can's expression was as stiff as iron as he spoke, each word deliberate and deliberate:
"My lord, in his battle against Xiao Yao, he unleashed all his trump cards. The other powerful contestants all saw this and are naturally prepared for his various moves. Gu Lin may not be able to secure a spot!"
No one can interfere with the drawing of lots for the magic disc, but he hopes that the beast surnamed Gu can draw the top five and stop there!
The commander of the Martial Peak Hall examined his subordinates for a moment, then nodded and said:
"If he narrowly loses, I will take him. The Wuji Palace's department of sword-wielding officials needs a young man as powerful and unparalleled as Gu Lin."
Zhao Can has a bright future and is extremely loyal; as his superior, he certainly has to fulfill such a small request.
He knew Zhao Can's thoughts, of course. The Wuji Hall's "Sword-Handling Office" was completely under the command of the Chuzhou Wuji Hall, making it very convenient for them to do anything in the future.
"Do you have any escorts for Young Master Gu Lin?" a wealthy man asked.
"Yes, our gambling den has taken in three hundred taels," one of the men replied, flipping through a booklet.
"Our Treasure Bowl Gambling House has deposited three hundred taels."
"Our 'Harmony Brings Wealth' gambling den has won two hundred taels!!"
"Our gambling den is raking in two hundred taels of silver, and another person has bet ten taels."
After he finished speaking, the group of wealthy men looked at each other in bewilderment.
If Young Master Gu Lin really gets a spot in the Holy Land, that would be a fifty-nine-fold return. Not to mention that there's no reason to renege on a contract once it's been signed, he's already joined the Holy Land, which gambling house would dare to breach the contract?
Fifty-nine times!!!
"Young Master Gu is truly a kind and honest man!" one wealthy man concluded.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Without a doubt, the two people who placed the bet must be closely related to Young Master Gu.
This demonstrates Mr. Gu's generosity. If this were widely publicized, many people would increase their bets, and the gambling den wouldn't be able to lower the odds for Mr. Gu much. In that case, the gambling den would be ruined!
Meanwhile, many spectators in the stands were heartbroken, regretting that they hadn't been drunk when they placed their bets. If they had been drunk and bet on Young Master Gu, they would have made a fortune!
.......
Time flies.
The round of 32 to 16 is about to begin!
A new round of drawing lots.
There are no weaklings among the top 32. The one with the lowest cultivation level is naturally Gu Lin, but in the eyes of the contestants, Gu Lin definitely has a chance to compete for a spot in the Holy Land!
The disc-shaped ritual implements continued to operate.
Thirty-two people stood in front, each with a calm expression, showing no signs of tension.
They have already secured the position of ghostwriter, their status and position have been elevated, and their mindset is completely different!
The third group of stones burst forth—
"Gu Lin, Gao Youqi!"
Gu Lin faced off against Gao Youqi, the leader of Taikang Academy and a ninth-level Qi Condensation Realm expert!
When the draw results were announced, the spectators from Taikang County looked dejected, and the dean of Taikang Academy sighed deeply.
How did I end up with this Qi Condensation Realm seventh level...?
This is a monster!!!
It looks like Gao Youqi will be eliminated in the top 32!
With a command from Zhu Baihu of the Wendao Academy, the duel was scheduled to take place on the fourth arena.
Gu Lin stepped onto the dueling platform.
Gao Youqi followed closely behind.
Countless eyes were drawn to the fourth arena.
This is because Gu Lin's fighting style was too powerful and too visually stunning, causing everyone to focus on him and ignore the other peerless geniuses.
Amidst the watchful eyes of the crowd, Gao Youqi stepped forward, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and said sincerely:
"I lost both my parents when I was young, and my family was destitute. I survived by being sold into slavery to a wealthy family. Fortunately, I showed talent in martial arts and was nurtured by my teachers. It has been hard-won that I have come this far..."
He paused slightly, then spoke with a natural ease:
"Please give it your all in this contest, Young Master Gu, but we also implore you to show mercy."
After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.
Is it shameful?
It's not shameful!
Gu Lin has already demonstrated terrifying killing power. If he truly harbors murderous intent, Gao Youqi will almost certainly die.
Having already become promising ghostwriters, no one wants to die before the dawn.
Similarly, since Gao Youqi dared to say this in public, if he had the upper hand, he would definitely show mercy, otherwise he would become infamous.
Of course, the possibility is extremely slim!
It should be noted that after a match, one can take pills to restore their internal energy. Even if Gu Lin cannot recover to his full strength, being at 70-80% of his peak condition would be enough to deal with Gao Youqi.
Gu Lin nodded slightly:
"it is good."
Gao Youqi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as he bowed.
thump—
Then the drums suddenly sounded.
Gao Youqi roared like a wild horse, his inner energy surging and flowing around him. He clenched his left hand into a fist and extended his right hand into a claw, moving in tandem with his fist and claw at a speed that was too fast for the naked eye to follow.
Gu Lin leaped into the air, unleashing another eighteen consecutive kicks!
The Lingbo Weibu technique, combined with the Jiuxiao Benlei Shentui (a type of leg technique), allows for nimble movement while leaping across the ground, enabling both defense and offense to be launched simultaneously.
boom!
The ninth kick, amidst the thunderous roar, directly shattered Gao Youqi's powerful punch.
Gao Youqi felt a chill run down his spine, sensing an omnipresent pressure. He tried to use his unique skill, but a scorching heat surged into his face.
"I give up!" he shouted quickly.
The claw marks vanished without a trace!
They came quickly and left quickly.
Even many members of the Holy Land were amazed.
This level of control is simply unparalleled!
Gu Lin must have endured countless hardships to cultivate martial arts, practicing diligently day and night, and possessing extraordinary aptitude for martial arts to reach such a level before the age of twenty.
Gao Youqi broke out in a cold sweat, his entire body stiffening; he had almost become a corpse like Zhao Yao.
He expressed his sincere gratitude:
"Thank you for showing mercy, Young Master Gu!"
He knew that Gu Lin had no intention of killing him. If he had, he probably wouldn't have been able to say the words "I admit defeat".
The monks in lotus robes from the Wendao Academy announced in a loud voice:
"Gu Lin wins this match. Congratulations to Gu Lin for advancing to the round of 16!"
Gu Lin returned the greeting with clasped hands and walked back to the high platform.
The other contestants stared at him with puzzled expressions.
He treated Gao Youqi, who had no background, with gentleness, restraint, and politeness.
He was ruthless and domineering towards Zhao Yao, who had a powerful background!
On the high platform, Zhao Can kept his eyes closed to rest. He couldn't lose his composure again. He had just been slapped by the centurion in a hysterical outburst, and he would definitely be punished when he returned to the Martial Peak Hall in Chuzhou.
Xiao Yao is dead. All I can do is take revenge and let Xiao Yao rest in peace!
This is a disgrace to the entire Zhao family, and it also tramples on Zhao Can's reputation.
"My lord." Zhao Can suddenly opened his eyes, walked to the snow-white three-legged golden crow robe of the Martial Peak Hall, suppressed his grief, tried his best to keep his voice steady, and said respectfully:
"It was my fault for being disrespectful, sir! Please punish me!"
The Martial Peak Hall commander stared coldly at him and said in a low voice:
"While I understand your grief over losing your brother, your impulsive act of nearly stepping onto the dueling platform in an attempt to undermine the fairness of the selection competition is something I will report to my superiors truthfully!"
Zhao Can respectfully clasped his hands in a fist salute, not refuting the plea for mercy, but instead said in a deep voice:
"My lord, I request that the Office of Swordsmen under the jurisdiction of Prince Wuji select Gu Lin. Please grant my wish in consideration of my past diligence and loyalty!"
The Martial Peak Hall commander's eyes flickered, and after a moment's thought, he spoke in a barely audible voice:
"Given Gu Lin's combat prowess, he is capable of joining the Holy Land."
Zhao Can's expression was as stiff as iron as he spoke, each word deliberate and deliberate:
"My lord, in his battle against Xiao Yao, he unleashed all his trump cards. The other powerful contestants all saw this and are naturally prepared for his various moves. Gu Lin may not be able to secure a spot!"
No one can interfere with the drawing of lots for the magic disc, but he hopes that the beast surnamed Gu can draw the top five and stop there!
The commander of the Martial Peak Hall examined his subordinates for a moment, then nodded and said:
"If he narrowly loses, I will take him. The Wuji Palace's department of sword-wielding officials needs a young man as powerful and unparalleled as Gu Lin."
Zhao Can has a bright future and is extremely loyal; as his superior, he certainly has to fulfill such a small request.
He knew Zhao Can's thoughts, of course. The Wuji Hall's "Sword-Handling Office" was completely under the command of the Chuzhou Wuji Hall, making it very convenient for them to do anything in the future.