Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One
Chapter 248 - 194: Instant Defeat!_2

Chapter 248: Chapter 194: Instant Defeat!_2

"It’s too much trouble, I regret participating now. Oh well, oh well, I’ll just show a little trick."

Wang Tianran rubbed his dark eye circles, patted the fat on his belly, and in the blink of an eye, he, along with the chair, appeared on the stage.

The Eldest Senior Brother Zong of the Hehuan Sect, King Zhong Sunzi, was even more displeased:

"Wang Tianran, don’t you think too little of people? You’re not even willing to stand up? Aren’t you afraid people will say my victory is not honorable?"

"It’s not that I look down on you, it’s just that I’m too lazy, too lazy to move around. Done, I still need to go back to sleep, let’s leave it at that."

Wang Tianran yawned again and then pointed at Eldest Senior Brother Zong King Zhong Sunzi:

"Beyond the Universe!"

Before the words were fully out, everyone felt as if they were hallucinating, feeling somewhat dizzy, including the Eldest Senior Brother Zong King Zhong Sunzi.

The next moment.

"I won, can I go back to sleep now?"

Wang Tianran, bored out of his mind, looked towards the referee, the Observatory Master of Moyun Temple, Immortal Fei He.

"What do you mean you won? I haven’t made my move yet!"

Eldest Senior Brother Zong King Zhong Sunzi protested unconvinced.

"My God! Look! Eldest Senior Brother Zong King Zhong Sunzi of Hehuan Sect has been sent out of the ring by Wang Tianran!"

"Good heavens! Good heavens! How did Wang Tianran do that?"

"Eldest Senior Brother Zong King Zhong Sunzi is no weakling! He got sent out of the ring without even making a move?"

"Probably Wang Tianran was holding back? Otherwise, Eldest Senior Brother Zong King Zhong Sunzi would have died long ago!"

"Is this the strength of the world’s number one genius?"

Cultivators all around were staring at Wang Tianran in amazement.

"I’m out of the ring? Ridiculous..."

Before Eldest Senior Brother Zong King Zhong Sunzi could finish his sentence, he looked down to find that he had unknowingly been eliminated from the ring!

"I..."

Eldest Senior Brother Zong King Zhong Sunzi’s plan to make a name for himself with one battle was nipped in the bud by Wang Tianran, and now he was belatedly aware, both ashamed and helpless, realizing there were higher skies and people beyond people; Wang Tianran indeed was the genius among young geniuses.

"Although I hate to admit it, I’ve lost, and I accept defeat wholeheartedly!"

Eldest Senior Brother Zong King Zhong Sunzi also realized at that moment that there was an insurmountable gulf between innate talent and acquired effort. Although he was also a Daoist talent, in front of Wang Tianran, he was just a complete fool.

And before now, Wang Tianran’s name was only known by reputation, and very few had actually experienced his strength. In today’s display of skill before all Daoist cultivators of the world, he had truly established his title as the number one genius in the world!

This scene, observed by the dumbfounded Observatory Master of Moyun Temple, Immortal Fei He, prompted him to slowly stand up and announce loudly under the urging of the crowd:

"Wang Tianran versus King Zhong Sunzi in the bout, Wang Tianran wins!"

Following the announcement by the Observatory Master of Moyun Temple, Immortal Fei He, Wang Tianran, along with his chair, returned to his previous place as if nothing had happened, and went back to sleep. He was also thinking about going to the Music Bureau tonight to sleep with prostitutes and drink flower wine, so he had to be fully rested. Otherwise, he would perform like a Silver-like Spear Head in front of the Music Bureau’s "fairies" (prostitutes).

Li Ping’an stared at the dispirited Eldest Senior Brother Zong King Zhong Sunzi retreating from the stage and couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh:

"Wang Tianran is really strong... But that’s good... it actually suits my wishes..."

Li Ping’an immediately glanced sideways at the Ghost Taoist, calculating in his mind:

I hope to encounter Wang Tianran later; that way, even if I lose, this Ghost Taoist won’t have anything to say, and if I lose, I suppose this annoying person will take off on his own!

After Wang Tianran’s instant defeat technique, the disciples from the Four Great Sects present were incredibly nervous, all wondering what they would do if they faced Wang Tianran. If they lost and forfeited the patronage of the Imperial Court, wouldn’t their Sect Masters expel them?

The leaders of The Four Great Noble Paths and their Eldest Senior Brothers also exchanged anxious glances and started calculating how their disciples could win against Wang Tianran.

The Ghost Taoist beside Li Ping’an glanced at the recording tablet, then leaned in and whispered to Li Ping’an with a sly smile:

"Kid, it’s your turn next, don’t disappoint me, okay!"

"Don’t worry, old man, I will defeat my opponent using the strategy you mentioned, but don’t help me secretly and make my victory dishonorable!"

After Li Ping’an finished speaking, he rubbed his hands together in preparation to enter the arena.

"Impossible! As soon as you show any sign of weakness, I must help you!"

"Then I might as well defeat him with a single move, like Wang Tianran!"

Having made up his mind, Li Ping’an, who was pretty much ready, took a sip of tea before standing up and walking towards the arena.

"Kid, quit bragging, win the fight first, then talk!"

No sooner had the Ghost Taoist finished speaking than the Moyun Temple’s Observatory Master, Immortal Fei He, announced loudly while looking at the record board:

"For the next match, please welcome Li Ping’an of Celestial Master Dao from Mount Longhu to face off against Jia Zhengfeng of the Immeasurable Sect!"

The crowd of cultivators heard this and began to mock Li Ping’an, covering their mouths to stifle their laughter:

"Fellow Taoists, this is going to be entertaining!"

"Let’s see how the trash from Mount Longhu gets beaten up by Jia Zhengfeng from the Immeasurable Sect!"

"This bastard Li Ping’an from Mount Longhu, if it weren’t for his luck, directly drawing lots to get into the top eight of Ding Group, he would have lost yesterday! And now he still has the audacity to keep up these tricks?"

"If only Hehuan Sect’s Eldest Senior Brother King Zhong Sunzi got this spot, he definitely would have made it to the top four!"

"I hope Jia Zhengfeng will teach this pretentious, wasteful trash from Mount Longhu a good lesson."

"Keep your voice down, don’t let the Ghost Taoist hear you!"

"So what if he hears? I don’t believe that a Mount Longhu cultivator whose lineage is almost broken can defeat the Immeasurable Sect, one of the Four Great Noble Paths. Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"I hope Jia Zhengfeng finishes quickly and doesn’t waste time. This match isn’t worth watching at all!"

"I, for one, hope that Jia Zhengfeng of the Immeasurable Sect knocks the mask off this Li Ping’an, the fish that slipped through the net, so we can see what this guy really looks like!"

"Exactly, exactly, I can’t stand people who put on airs like this!"

"I think Li Ping’an won’t last more than three moves against Jia Zhengfeng!"

"I think otherwise. Li Ping’an probably won’t last even a single move against Jia Zhengfeng!"

Amidst the whispering and pointing of the cultivators, Jia Zhengfeng stepped out from behind Head of Immeasurable Sect, Taishu Yiqing.

"Zhengfeng, make it quick and decisive. Li Ping’an of Mount Longhu is nothing but escaped prey. If it weren’t for his luck, he wouldn’t even be worthy to face you. Hurry up and deal with him to prepare for the next match!"

"Yes, Master."

After agreeing, Jia Zhengfeng quickly entered the arena, standing opposite Li Ping’an, one on the south side and the other on the north, waiting for Old Taoist Fei He, the Observatory Master of Moyun Temple, to announce the start of the match.

"Li Ping’an, are you really an Earth Immortal? Reveal your true strength already!"

Flame Cloud Sect’s Master Zhuge Junchen had a different thought from the other cultivators. He just wanted to confirm Li Ping’an’s strength. If Li Ping’an was an Earth Immortal, then it’s possible that Pei Yuanjing was indeed killed by him! If not, then it would be time to capture Li Ping’an and force out Pei Yuanjing’s whereabouts.

"Li Ping’an, make your move quickly. Let me see if you’re the same person who fought a great battle with Pei Yuanjing at the Fallen Dragon Pit last night. I need to close this case quickly!"

Muqiang Baoshan was calculating whether this Mount Longhu cultivator, Li Ping’an, was the same Supreme Treasure Li Ping’an he encountered at Five Fingers Mountain.

If not, then he could capture this Mount Longhu cultivator, Li Ping’an, and hand him over to his superior, Yang Kun, and the Emperor to take the blame for both the Fallen Dragon Pit and Buddha Bone Temple cases, which would mean repaying the life-saving debt to the Gang Leader of Five-Finger Mountain Axe Gang, Supreme Treasure. From then on, no one owed anyone anything.

"Li Ping’an, don’t waste any more time. I can’t wait to face off against you! Hehe!"

With a wicked grin, Nangong Zhidao of Zhengyi Temple urged impatiently in his heart.

Standing in the arena, Li Ping’an called out impatiently to Old Taoist Fei He, who was sitting across from him at Moyun Temple:

"Old Taoist Fei He, have you gone mute? Come on, announce the start already!"