Walker Of The Worlds

Chapter 3429: Meng Bai’s Twenty Win Streak

The Dao Treading realm opponent was forced back step by step. Finally Meng Bai’s Breaking Point pierced straight through the man’s defenses and sent him flying out of the ring. The audience erupted in cheers as Meng Bai breathed heavily.

The twentieth match pushed him even harder. His spear clashed with another Dao Treading realm youth. They fought nearly thirty exchanges, spear shadows clashing like waves against stone.

Finally Meng Bai used the Earth Shaking Sweep to destabilize his foe’s footing. Then his Skyward Ascent thrust sent the opponent straight into the air. Before the youth could recover enough to land safely, he crashed outside the ring.

Meng Bai stood panting, sweat dripping down his back. His spear trembled faintly in his grip. His spirit Qi reserves had dwindled to a thin trickle. He had little more left.

The referee asked him if he wished to continue.

Meng Bai straightened, then shook his head. ”I will stop here.”

The audience clapped loudly, impressed by his endurance and composure.

Meng Bai walked back toward the audience stands. Lin Mu and the others were waiting for him, seated among the Dongxu clan members.

When Meng Bai approached, Lin Mu’s expression was a little stern.

”You made a mistake.”

Meng Bai lowered his head. ”I know, master.”

”You let your guard down because of appearance,” Lin Mu said calmly. ”That is unacceptable in any realm. Especially in combat.”

Meng Bai swallowed hard, shame rising.

Then Lin Mu raised a hand and placed it on his shoulder.

”You corrected yourself in time, and you fought well afterward. That is what matters. Learn from this.”

Meng Bai’s shoulders visibly loosened. Relief washed across his face, and he finally let out a slow breath.

Dongxu Ning, who had been watching quietly, leaned forward slightly and said, ”You did great, Meng Bai. That last fight was very clean. I am sure you will reach far.”

Her voice was soft but sincere.

Meng Bai, caught off guard, blinked once, twice, then turned scarlet as he smiled.

That moment lasted barely two seconds before Cattaleya smacked him on the back hard enough to knock his breath out.

”Do not forget my words, Bamboo Pole. Cute or not, a foe is a foe.”

”Yes senior!” Meng Bai choked, rubbing his spine.

Elyon clicked his tongue. ”She was an assassin. Even a Nascent Soul realm assassin can kill someone stronger. You would have been severely injured, if not dead, had you not snapped out of it.”

Meng Bai nodded vigorously. ”Never again. I understand.”

But despite all of that, something else was bothering him.

He kept feeling eyes on him.

Uncomfortable eyes.

When he subtly glanced around the stadium, he spotted Xiao Ling seated far in the back, swinging her legs casually while eating candied hawthorn.

She had that sweet smile again.

But she also did not look away.

Meng Bai shuddered.

’Why is she looking at me like that?’

He forced himself not to stare back.

Lin Mu, on the other hand, did not ignore it. With his immortal sense already extended over the stadium, he traced her presence naturally. Her cultivation was stable, but her killing intent fluctuated in tiny waves, like a shadow flickering behind a lantern.

’Strange.’

There was something on her that Lin Mu could feel but could not identify. Something hidden deep under layers of trained concealment.

He narrowed his eyes slightly.

’What exactly are you?’

When the junior bracket ended for the day, Lin Mu’s group left the stands. Meng Bai relaxed somewhat as the lingering pressure of Xiao Ling’s gaze faded behind him.

But Lin Mu and Elyon noticed something else.

Xiao Ling stood up quietly and followed them into the crowd.

Elyon drifted closer to Lin Mu. ”She is trailing us.”

”I know,” Lin Mu answered. ”Do not confront her yet. She has not acted beyond watching.”

Elyon’s tail twitched. ”Should I remove her if she tries anything?”

Lin Mu shook his head. ”For now, keep an eye on her. Something is unusual about her cultivation. See if you can uncover her background.”

”Yes. I will look deeper.” Elyon faded away, blending into the moving crowd until even most immortals would miss him.

Thankfully, for the rest of the day, nothing happened. Xiao Ling eventually vanished into the alleys of the Great Fist City, stopping her pursuit for reasons unknown.

The next several days passed smoothly.

Lin Mu and his group spent their time watching more matches and wandering through the massive markets that had sprung up for the tournament. Vendors from hundreds of worlds sold everything from body refining tonics to even High Grade weapons. Meng Bai sparred a few times with Dongxu Ning, and their progress became obvious to everyone.

Lin Mu visited the prize hall more often than anyone else.

There were five prize halls across the city, each handling point exchanges, and they were constantly crowded. The rewards for points varied greatly. Some were basic immortal stones, others rare herbs, tools, or fragments of Dao materials.

Lin Mu traded fifteen hundred points from his streak for a water elemental pill called as Tide Pool Pill. A simple but useful thing. His water core was sitting at ninety seven percent and every bit helped.

He scanned the other rewards.

Most things he wanted were far above his current point total.

He closed the book gently and made a small note to himself.

Next streak must be at least ten times larger.

Cattaleya looked at the reward lists as well but found nothing worth her time. She told Lin Mu that only the final prize interested her. Everything else was beneath her or unnecessary.

Thus she simply kept accumulating points without exchanging anything.

On the fifth day, her turn came again.

She entered the stage with her usual confidence and people cheered loudly. Merchants had even prepared banners with her silhouette and flicking pose. Betting houses nearly overflowed as countless people chose her to win again.

She began her streak instantly.

Flick.

Flick.

Flick.