Urban Wolf King

Chapter 1176: 1187: Battle on the Arena

Capítulo 1176: Chapter 1187: Battle on the Arena

When Wang Yan heard Fang Hong mention the academy tournament being moved up, he couldn’t help but glance at Fang Hong and immediately remembered the bet he had made with Fang Hong back then.

The wager at the time was that he would fight Fang Jinchun, and if he lost, he would have to enter the Fang family as a slave.

Although Wang Yan had achieved great accomplishments at Mozi Academy and became brothers with Fang Jinchun, Fang Hong had never canceled their bet.

Wang Yan and Fang Jinchun were brothers, but he wasn’t brothers with Fang Hong.

Now, Fang Hong’s sudden mention of the academy tournament naturally reminded Wang Yan of their bet.

Fang Hong sensed Wang Yan’s gaze but dared not meet it; instead, he continued, “This matter was collectively discussed by the seven elders, so Elder Si Qin will explain it to you.”

Elder Si Qin nodded and said, “Actually, it’s like this: since you left, Mozi Academy issued the Mozi Order, summoning demon cultivators from all over the world. As a result, over fifty thousand people have arrived at Mozi Academy during this period. Now, Mozi Academy boasts a population of sixty thousand. To quickly identify the elite among these sixty thousand, we’ve decided to move up the academy tournament.”

Listening to Elder Si Qin’s words, Wang Yan kept nodding, seemingly paying close attention, but he had already figured out the truth.

This idea must have been proposed by Fang Hong, cloaked in a grandiose reason. Elder Si Qin was unaware of his bet with Fang Hong, so he wouldn’t be suspicious.

And there was certainly a decision regarding him below.

Indeed, Elder Si Qin continued, “We plan to use this tournament to select the top ten, appoint them as Generals. Additionally, you, Fang Jinchun, and Yan Shilin need not participate in the tournament. We’ll set up three stages, where you three will be the stage guardians. Defeating challengers, you’d become Grand Commanders of the three armies. Though guarding the stages might be tiring for the three of you, I’m confident no one can defeat you, making this an opportunity to establish your prestige.”

Wang Yan nodded; the idea was indeed a good one.

Now, with over fifty thousand elites arriving, it’s hard to ensure their compliance.

In regular days, it might be alright, but if faced with the Blazing Flame Flood Dragon, lack of authority in commanding could lead to failure.

Therefore, this idea was very suitable.

Just that, Wang Yan knew, if it was solely to establish his prestige, it made sense.

Yet, Fang Hong must have had his ulterior motives, so there was certainly more to come.

Indeed, Elder Si Qin said, “Of course, after the stage battles, as per custom, the final victor will be determined. The ultimate victor will be the top talent of this realm. Naturally, the first talent is likely to be among you three.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Yan’s gaze swept across the room, capturing everyone’s expressions.

He saw Fang Jinchun and Yan Shilin eager to compete, the other elders looking calm, only Fang Hong’s face betrayed a hint of embarrassment, which he tried to mask with a forced smile.

Wang Yan thought: Indeed, the final flaw is exposed. This idea must be from Fang Hong, and Fang Hong would certainly set up obstacles for my last battle. Fang Hong’s ultimate goal is for Fang Jinchun to win.

However, knowing it’s a trap, how could Wang Yan retreat?

Not to mention a mere trap, no amount of difficulty could make Wang Yan back down.

The path of man is one step, facing countless enemies without retreat, this trivial plot means nothing.

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Thinking this, Wang Yan declared aloud, “Good, I’m eager to spar with my second and third brothers.”

Fang Jinchun and Yan Shilin hadn’t thought of anything else, and they burst into laughter, “Hahaha, let’s have a good fight among us brothers.”

Only Fang Hong’s eyes showed a hint of satisfaction while he thought: As expected, with Wang Yan’s intelligence, he guessed this was my scheme. Yet, due to his pride, he wouldn’t expose it, and today’s observation proved correct. Wang Yan, Wang Yan, you’re still too young. You’ll end up a slave of my Fang family. Hahaha, getting such a heaven-defying talent as a slave is truly Fang family’s fortune; even the ancestors’ tombs emit smoke.

As Fang Hong and Wang Yan had their calculations, the others discussed for a moment before the seven elders bid farewell to Wang Yan and left the Golden Palace, each returning to their mountain peaks.

Beiming Heng was astonished witnessing Wang Yan standing equal with the seven elders but gradually adapted to the reality.

Sitting within the Golden Palace, Beiming Heng began recounting Wang Yan’s heroic deeds in Wanghai City to Liu Hua and others while emphasizing his senior status.

Seeing Liu Hua and the others listening with joy, continuously showing thumbs of approval to Beiming Heng.

After the elders left, Wang Yan led Beiming Xue into the Golden Palace, leisurely talking about the sentiments of their separation over the past few months.

Meanwhile, after the seven elders departed, Lai Yisheng still lay beneath Flame Peak, while the Lai Brothers continuously fed him medicinal pills until he slowly regained consciousness.

Awakening, Lai Yisheng immediately remembered the humiliation and wished he had remained unconscious, avoiding the disdainful gazes of others.

But just then, Lai Yisheng’s expression changed, glancing towards the sky.

Witnessing the seven elders just taking flight from Flame Peak, while Fang Hong landed on Fang Peak.

Half a day later.

Standing within a room atop Fang Peak, Lai Yisheng addressed Fang Hong, “Thank you, Elder Fang, for guiding me through the fog. This great kindness, Lai Yisheng will never forget.”

Fang Hong shook his head with no expression, “Forget it, I showed you the path, whether or not you succeed is your own matter.”

Lai Yisheng ground his teeth and said, “The arena is a place for fair battles, with my Half-Venerable cultivation, I’m sure I can defeat Wang Yan. When I kill him, no one will say much.”

Fang Hong ignored Lai Yisheng and just gestured for him to leave.

Watching Lai Yisheng leave, Fang Hong sneered, “Though you’re Half-Venerable, thinking you can defeat Wang Yan is mere pipe dream. I’m having you on the stage to injure Wang Yan, paving the way for my Chun’Er.”

Meanwhile, in a dark room, a cross-legged Zhao Fen opened his eyes, sparks shot from them, sitting up excitedly, and addressing the person before him, “Thank you, Senior. My cultivation has advanced, reaching the pinnacle of Demon Saint Great Perfection. In the tournament, I will surely defeat Wang Yan.”

Before Zhao Fen was the man he referred to as the “monster.”

Seeing now, the monster was a middle-aged man with a pale complexion.

The monster smiled, “In the tournament, I will join you.”

“Senior is going too?” Zhao Fen exclaimed in surprise and delight.

“Indeed, I want to see the one who managed to overtake me on the Chaos Chart, Wang Yan, to measure his true strength.”

It turned out this monster was the unnamed person occupying the second spot on the Chaos Chart for years.