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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: Teottry
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Further conversation was unnecessary, so he left the room without any lingering attachments.
The rest would be shown through his actions.
“Wait, wait a minute!”
And Yuehua, chasing after Mancheon, hurriedly rushed out of the infirmary room.
“……”
Without a word, he turned to face the snow-white girl.
Their beginning had not been good.
But… they had fought together against the demonic sect in Jiexian and had saved each other’s lives.
During their journey to the Martial Alliance headquarters, they had talked and he had found that she was a purer child than he had thought, as Xiaoshao had said, and they had similar hobbies, so they had become friends.
Regardless of how they had started, he now considered her a friend.
And he had just declared in front of Yuehua that he would crush her brother.
“That… well…”
He waited for her golden eyes, which were wavering with indecision, to calm down.
No matter what she said now, he had no intention of stopping the fight.
Her brother had started it, and he would end it his way.
“So… please…”
But… she was a friend he had promised to play board games with.
He had to listen to what she had to say. He couldn’t avoid it.
His resolute amber eyes met her flickering, candle-like golden eyes.
“I’m asking you…”
Yuehua shouted at Mancheon, who was waiting patiently for her to speak.
“Please stop my brother.”
Tears welled up in her eyes, like a lost baby seal.
“M-my brother… is the most wonderful person in the world… No matter what others say… no matter how much they compare him… he’s a wonderful person who works hard.”
As a family member, as a sister, she should be cheering for her brother to win, but she couldn’t.
“I don’t want to see… my brother… resorting to cowardly tactics… killing himself…”
She didn’t even know what she was saying anymore.
“Please… defeat my brother.”
A desperate plea, born from a whirlwind of emotions.
“I’ll buy you a new die when you get back. Let’s play together when it’s over.”
But… Mancheon accepted without hesitation.
Shouldering another reason to fight, he turned and headed towards the tournament grounds.
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The grand tournament grounds, lavishly decorated, within the Martial Alliance headquarters.
He pushed through the excited crowd, eager to see the future dragon of the martial world, and walked towards the participants’ entrance.
“Young Master, the spectator entrance is that way.”
He glanced sideways at Jang Sam, who was walking beside him as if he had been there all along.
This brat was always like this. He always followed him.
“I don’t know what you’re thinking, but the Martial Alliance guards will stop you.”
“I know, so help me out this time.”
He had always helped him, hiding his identity.
Jang Sam’s eyes widened at the casual request.
He considered playing dumb, but sighed and gave up.
“When did you find out?”
“Around the time of the demonic sect attack.”
He must have known for a while, even if he wasn’t sure.
‘So much for playing the friendly servant.’
A bittersweet smile played on Jang Sam’s lips.
Mancheon didn’t stop walking, and the guards at the entrance naturally tried to stop him and Jang Sam, but…
“Hmm? This area is off-limits to the public-?!”
-Ting!
A steel ball shot from Jang Sam’s hand, hitting a guard’s pressure point and paralyzing him.
“Young Master, besides Xue Mudan, there are other prideful members of so-called prestigious sects and families in there.”
-Ting!
“Who are you-?!”
He continued to flick steel balls, paralyzing the guards who approached Mancheon.
“Do you have a plan?”
“A trained body, a staff, and a little courage.”
A smug smile appeared on Jang Sam’s face at the brazen reply.
“Ha! That’s cool. I think I’m falling for you.”
Jang Sam stopped flicking steel balls. There were no more guards to stop Mancheon.
They must have assumed that no one would be crazy enough to disrupt the Dragon-Phoenix Gathering, the biggest festival of the righteous martial world, right in the middle of the Martial Alliance headquarters, so they had been lax with security.
But… here he was.
Passing through the tournament entrance, at the end of the long corridor,
Jang Sam watched Mancheon’s back as he walked towards the tournament stage without hesitation.
He had not only failed to stop him, but had actively helped him, so he was as good as dead to Sima Bu. He sighed.
‘Haah… I hope the Young Master can make a good excuse for me…?’
He really hoped so.
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The Dragon-Phoenix Gathering.
The Dragon and Phoenix Tournament, a martial arts competition to identify the future leaders of the righteous martial world.
It was a martial arts tournament that received the attention of the Nine Great Sects, the Five Great Families, and various other sects.
“Shaolin, Qingcheng, Zhongnan, Hainan, Sichuan Tang, and Huangbo.”
A martial artist in the audience counted the remaining sects in the quarterfinals and looked at the most striking figure among the seven men and women on the tournament stage, the white-haired young man, the Ice Dragon Xue Mudan.
“And the North Sea Ice Palace, so seven in total.”
“Why are there only seven participants in the quarterfinals?”
“I heard Xue Feng, Xue Yuehua, withdrew. She probably didn’t want to fight her brother.”
“Hmph~ So two spots were taken by outsiders? How pathetic.”
Then, a martial artist wearing the robes of the Mount Hua Sect chimed in.
“Xue Mudan was taught by a Mount Hua elder when he was young. So, in a way, Mount Hua is also in the quarterfinals.”
He seemed disgruntled that a Mount Hua disciple had been eliminated while a Zhongnan disciple had advanced.
“Anyway… which of those seven do you think will earn the title of ‘Dragon’?”
The audience’s attention naturally focused on Xue Mudan.
The other participants weren’t weak, but they were on a different level.
To defeat him, you would need the Jade Dragon of the Jegal Family or the Sword Dragon of the Nangong Family.
The problem was, neither of them were participating.
“Perhaps an outsider will earn the title of ‘Dragon’ for the first time.”
“Hmm? But who’s that…?”
-Whisper Whisper~!
Suddenly, the audience’s attention was drawn to an uninvited guest who had emerged from the participants’ corridor, leaning on a staff.
“A cripple?”
“Is he crazy? What are the guards doing?”
Ignoring the audience’s jeers and insults,
the uninvited guest, the troublemaker, walked onto the tournament stage without being stopped by anyone.
He took a deep breath and let out a lion’s roar, his voice filled with inner energy.
“Sima Mancheon is here to challenge you!!”
He challenged the aspiring martial artists of the various sects, right in front of the leaders of the righteous martial world, without a moment’s hesitation.
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And in the second-floor viewing pavilion, reserved for the high-ranking members of the martial world,
in a room almost like a private box, assigned to the Jegal Family, one of the Five Great Families,
a girl, who had been sleeping, uninterested in the fights of amateurs, despite having been dragged there by Jegal Liang after the house cleaning was finished,
“……”
Gwahae’s long eyelashes fluttered, and her beautiful blue eyes, reminiscent of the morning sea, opened.
“Mancheon?”
She savored the voice that had woken her and muttered softly.
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Among the seven aspiring martial artists, the first to move was Ding Chou of the Shaolin Temple, considered the favorite to win the Dragon-Phoenix Gathering.
-Thump Thump Thump!
He closed the distance in an instant and swung his powerful staff, stopping it just short of Mancheon’s nose.
“I don’t know why you’re doing this, but if you don’t want to get hurt, leave.”
He warned, his voice grave, befitting a disciple of Buddha.
“There will be no more mercy.”
Mercy… thanks, but it was a useless gesture.
He had said he was here to fight.
Mancheon’s left hand shot out, grabbing the staff in front of him and holding it tight.
Dog Beating Staff Technique – Snatch the Staff from the Dog’s Jaws.
He snatched the staff that the dog was biting and wouldn’t let go.
This staff was his now. The dog was biting his staff.
A pure yet heavy inner energy flowed through the staff, pushing Ding Chou’s hand away.
“What…?!”
He had seized control of the staff.
Ding Chou was flustered by the unexpected turn of events. The match was over.
The staff in Mancheon’s right hand mercilessly struck the defenseless opponent.
“You should have hit him without stopping.”
He walked away, not even glancing at the falling Ding Chou, and muttered his thoughts.
Shaolin Temple’s aspiring martial artist, Ding Chou, defeated.
“Do you know what you’re doing right now?!”
The second person to step forward was a familiar face.
Long black hair, a cunning smile that hid her true intentions.
Xiaoshao’s fiancée, the Poison Phoenix of the Sichuan Tang Family, Tang Mei-niang.
But… he didn’t have a good impression of her.
He closed the distance without a word, and…
“Tsk-!”
Tang Mei-niang clicked her tongue and took a few steps back, then flicked her sleeves, scattering hidden weapons at Mancheon.
Poisoned daggers rained down on him, ready to tear his flesh.
But… Mancheon didn’t retreat.
He raised his staff, kicked off the ground, and threw himself into the barrage of hidden weapons.
If he moved too much to dodge, he would get hit. He had to break through.
And unfortunately, but he had already figured out her pattern after a few encounters.
Dog Beating Staff Technique – Strike the Dog Towards the Heaven.
He struck the dog with his staff, sending it flying into the air.
The hidden weapons, struck by his staff, lost their momentum and fell to the ground, spinning helplessly, clearing a path to their master.
“……?!”
Tang Mei-niang tried to retreat again, surprised by Mancheon, who had closed the distance in an instant after deflecting her hidden weapons, but
“Ugh-!”
Mancheon’s fist was faster.
A punch to the solar plexus, and Tang Mei-niang lost consciousness, collapsing like a puppet with its strings cut.
The Tang Family’s hidden weapon techniques were formidable, but Tang Mei-niang herself wasn’t a threat.
She always used someone as a shield when she provoked Xiaoshao.
She had used Quan Cong as a shield at the inn where they had first met, and again at the Dragon Gate Inn.
She was afraid of getting hurt herself.
“A martial artist shouldn’t be afraid of getting hit.”
Sichuan Tang Family’s aspiring martial artist, the Poison Phoenix, Tang Mei-niang, defeated.
Five remained.
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Its 7 v 1! 🥹
Bro just level up and already aura farming ✋😔🤚