The Dramatic Crown Princess Wants to Poison Me!

Chapter 748: Chapter 733: Challenge

A few people stared at Ling Xiao with unfriendly eyes.

Sure enough, Ling Xiao’s expression changed. He jumped up, glared at Sang Youchong, and reprimanded him on the spot with displeasure: ”Did you let my words go in one ear and out the other again? What did I tell you? Win against four people, and then pretend to lose on the fifth one and step down. You keep winning, always winning. How thick-skinned are you? Are you winning without shame while others lose face?”

Everyone: ”...”

He advised earnestly, ”The Pavilion Master taught us to always leave a way out for future meetings!”

Sang Youchong became even more bashful, not knowing where to place his hands and feet. Blushing red, he said, ”I was wrong!”

Ling Xiao snorted, ”It’s good that you know you’re wrong, finish one more match and step down.”

Everyone: ”...”

Does that mean he has to pretend to lose in this match?

Who would be the best to send up now?

Though they really want to win, they also care about saving face.

After being told off by Ling Xiao like that, winning wouldn’t even be honorable.

Finally, Xue Sheng called up a master from Blood Tiger Hall to take the stage.

They refused to believe it. Given six people on the opposing side, and fighting in rotation, would their more than twenty people still lose?

Those at Feiyun Pavilion are really cunning. It seems their earlier attempt to intimidate didn’t work; Feiyun Pavilion preempted them and gave them a real scare.

Did they deliberately send their best martial artist up first?

A few people exchanged glances below. Despite Ling Xiao sitting on the other side, even if voices were hushed, someone with high skill in martial arts could hear everything clearly. So, they didn’t whisper or discuss strategies.

Besides, how could they plan? This was a challenge, and a public one at that. How could the five major forces of the Capital City fear a newly arrived Feiyun Pavilion?

Looks like they’d have to see who really has what it takes on stage!

Just fight!

They refused to believe, with so many people, they’d lose to six!

On stage, as Sang Youchong raised his hand to meet the Blood Tiger Hall master, he shouted loudly, ”Ah!”

Everyone was startled again. What’s the weird act this time?

Then Sang Youchong feigned a frightened expression, retreating seven or eight steps, and clasped his fists earnestly saying, ”I didn’t expect Brother’s move to emit such powerful energy, pushing me back eight steps. I admit defeat!”

Nonsense!

Was there anything more nonsensical than this?

Though the Blood Tiger Hall master was at the initial tier, having just made a starting gesture, where was the overwhelming energy to repel someone—let alone the glory of a prior five victories achieved within twenty moves each?

Now saying this, everyone felt uneasy and confused, not knowing whether to feel happy or angry!

The admission of defeat was insincere!

A soft chuckle disrupted their thoughts before anyone reacted.

Startled by the sudden sound in their stern gathering on the Martial Arts Square of Blood Martial Hall, everyone turned, finding a young woman in a sky-blue dress approaching gleefully. With bright eyes and charming features, her beauty was captivating, her eyes like the clear waters of an autumn lake.

The color of her dress was flattering too, making her already fair skin look flawless, delicate as if the slightest breeze could break it, face like jade, lips like red cherries, and her demeanor was relaxed. It seemed this wasn’t the intense Blood Tiger Hall but her own leisurely garden.

Behind her followed a loyal servant, a stout figure who kept his eyes straight and focused.

Xue Sheng’s face changed slightly. Despite the Blood Tiger Hall not being a perilous place, there were strict rules typically, especially then, when Feiyun Pavilion came to provoke. How did this woman slip in?

Who is this woman?

Xue Sheng suddenly stood up and shouted, ”Who are you?”

But Ling Xiao had already stood, quickly approaching the young woman, and at about ten steps away, clasped his fists in salute, ”Pavilion Master!”

The four behind Ling Xiao also quickly stood, bowed in unison, even Sang Youchong who had just stepped down from the stage, voiced their salute loudly, ”Pavilion Master!”

Pavilion Master?

Feiyun Pavilion’s Pavilion Master?

A woman?

Not even twenty yet?

Xue Sheng’s face flushed alternately red and black. This girl was younger than his daughter!

Xia Wenjin glanced around with bright eyes, casually saying, ”Quite lively here!”