Chapter 877: Chapter 857: The Match Begins
With a swift flick of the whip, a stern expression crossed his face.
The vine whip struck the platform, producing a series of sharp cracks.
Gongyang Chou showed no fear at all, looking at the whip with narrowed eyes, and waved his hand, a flash of golden light appeared, leaving a mark of force damage on the whip.
Nangong Shang was momentarily stunned and his expression hardened: "You’ve leveled up?"
Gongyang Chou revealed a smug look: "I wouldn’t say leveled up, just a bit of insight. In life, you either advance or fall back, don’t you think?"
Nangong Shang’s face was completely pale, a bit of insight? Being able to externalize Inner Strength and turn energy into a blade is just a bit of insight? Even all his progress over the years seems like regression in Gongyang Chou’s eyes.
Still, he doesn’t want to stop here. After all, if he ranks in the top three, the resources for the next ten years will be unending.
With determination on his face, he swung the whip again with a smack, it landed beside Gongyang Chou, who sidestepped to avoid it without direct contact to his body.
Watching the two on the screen, Qin Nuan frowned: "Gongyang Chou seems to be just evading?"
"He’s conserving his energy," said Luo Qianqian after a moment of silence.
Clearly, the Qi Blade Gongyang Chou released isn’t without consumption, and it seems to be considerable, after all, he’s using it beyond his level, and his Inner Strength is still catching up.
Luo Qianqian frowned deeply, her consumption wasn’t small either, and if she encountered him, she had no weapon, how would she deal with him?
Moreover, gold overcomes water...
The old man floated quietly in the air, watching the two on the screen, snorted.
"What’s there to mind about this child’s play? If you’re in the mood, why not watch number three." The old man chuckled with disdain and spoke lightly.
Luo Qianqian frowned strangely, picked up the remote control, and switched channels. Her previously confused mood shifted at this moment.
On the third arena were Red Three and Blue Three.
Red Three, Diwu Xun from the Diwu Family. An old man who looked older than Diwu Yan, but in comparison seemed about Gongyang Chou’s age. His full-body red attire paired with white hair portrayed an artistic sense. His Weapon was also unusual, it was a... frying pan.
Blue Three, Shangguan Feixue from the Shangguan Family. An ethereal old lady dressed in white as pure as snow, holding a longsword she swung with vigorous force.
Fire versus gold. Fire overcomes gold.
It seemed like Shangguan Feixue should be at a disadvantage, but her fairy-like elegance filled each move with charm, while Diwu Xun’s frying pan behaved like a shield, putting him in a passive defense.
A longer reach, a stronger force isn’t just a saying.
But even being in an advantageous position, she couldn’t break through his defense.
"What’s there to watch?" Luo Qianqian frowned, more eager to see Gongyang Chou getting beaten.
Saying so, she was about to switch back.
"Are your opponents only these nameless mice?" The old man smiled ambiguously and asked lightly.
Luo Qianqian furrowed her brow, her heart slowly calming down.
She would certainly not consider Gongyang Chou as her only opponent, besides him, there were many others who posed threats to her.
Like the gu in Diwu Chun’s body as the old man mentioned. Even if it didn’t affect her, what about her family?
Just the thought of her family possibly facing danger because of her made Luo Qianqian’s body tremble as if she had seen something terrifying. Looking at the old man, a slight hopeful glow emitted from her face, and she didn’t seem so resentful.
Lightly nodding, she sat down, took a deep breath, then frowned again, raising her head and asked: "What if my Inner Strength isn’t enough?"
"What if?" The old man’s face was speechless, touching his white hair helplessly and shook his head: "That’s why I told you to control it, don’t lash out as if it costs nothing, aim well, don’t waste, and don’t turn everywhere into your Asura Field."
Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, if she knew how to control, would she need this old man?
"Should I teach you?" Though feeling resentful inside, her heart couldn’t help but beat wildly.
"If you say so, there must be conditions, right? Tell me," Luo Qianqian slowly exhaled, looking into the old man’s eyes with a touch of rational thought. She knew clearly, if not spoken yesterday, today it must stem from another reason.
"Luo Qianqian, I can help you to my best abilities, as long as you..." The old man’s blurred face suddenly became clear, even the wrinkles and pores on his face were visible: "As long as you, when your abilities reach, help me save someone."
Upon hearing these words, Luo Qianqian’s face darkened: "You should know, this world isn’t as it once was. If it requires..."
"To your best abilities, as long as it doesn’t violate your principles, it’s good." The old man laughed cryptically, gently stroked his long beard, and floated in front of Luo Qianqian: "My name is Bai Ze."
After saying that, he transformed into a light and drilled into Luo Qianqian’s forehead.
Luo Qianqian stared in disbelief, touching her forehead, finding no lumps or strange pits, frowning slightly.
But soon, her brain hurt, and her eyes nearly went blind.
"Oops, oops, a mistake..." a mischievous laughing sound came: "The old man gave you something useful, just close your eyes and you can see."
Luo Qianqian rubbed her still-aching head, closing her eyes? She could barely open them!
Fortunately, two more groups were ahead, and there would be a rest period before the second round of drawing lots.
Qin Nuan watched Luo Qianqian gasping heavily in bewilderment, lightly supporting her, pulling her to sit on the chair, not daring to make a sound to disturb.
With a lot of inexplicable content suddenly in her mind, Luo Qianqian shouted in frustration: "Are you trying to destroy me? Overburdening my brain and turning me into a vegetable person?"
"What’s this? Just because your Sea of Knowledge isn’t built yet... otherwise, what does it count as?"
Luo Qianqian sneered: "I’m still a kid, aiming such high expectations at a kid will only bring disappointment."
"With so much content, how do I find anything?" Luo Qianqian closed her eyes, enduring the headache to browse the newly added knowledge in her mind. This browsing experience was quite novel: "Hey, can the contents of textbooks do this?"
"Can..." The old man didn’t say, was he a book?
"Later, give me a copy of the subjects I need to test, so I don’t worry about failing," Luo Qianqian tentatively asked.
"Later, we’ll talk..."
"If you don’t even help with such trivial things, why should I work hard for you?" Luo Qianqian snorted coldly, clearly others couldn’t see the old man, only she could, which was the sole reason the old man sought her help.
