Dominating Martial King
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370: Chapter 226: One Slash (Please Subscribe)_2 370: Chapter 226: One Slash (Please Subscribe)_2 “Come on!

I bet two hundred taels on you, a Heavenly Pride recognized by Tianji Pavilion, how could you lose to those three swords from Capital City?”

“I’m rooting for you.

I’ve always disliked those local Martial Cultivators from Capital City who look down on heroes from all over.”

Chu Xisheng acted as if he heard none of it, as if he saw none of it, and he wasn’t worried about his own safety.

At this moment, there were more than twenty high-level Jianghu Travellers standing on either side of him.

They wore different clothes, but all of them kept a vigilant watch over the surrounding crowd, their expressions guarded.

Last night, Wo Meiniang and the brothers Hu Kan and Hu Lai mentioned that when Chu Xisheng entered He Province, the big gambling dens in Capital City and a few Arena Masters from West Pier had already dispatched experts to ensure his safety, so that the betting involving tens of thousands of Martial Cultivators could proceed smoothly.

Therefore, Chu Xisheng had slept particularly soundly last night.

At least until the end of today’s challenge, he didn’t need to worry about his safety.

When Chu Xisheng arrived at Lei Market Street near West Pier, he saw a handsome, fair-faced youth in white waiting at the entrance.

That was Mad Blade Wang Ming, with a raised corner of his lip and a playful smile, “I’ve been waiting here since 05:30, Brother Chu, I’ve been looking forward to this.

I almost couldn’t restrain myself just now and wanted to rush into the inn you’re staying at, to witness Brother Chu’s full Sword Tao sooner.”

5:30 AM, that is, around four o’clock in the morning.

Chu Xisheng thought, the guy across from him had been waiting at this street entrance for three hours.

He twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, “You truly live up to the name ‘Mad Blade,’ I admire you!”

This Mad Blade Wang Ming really came with a touch of madness.

At this moment, Chu Xisheng’s peripheral vision caught Iron Shura Si Huangquan standing at the top of a nearby tavern, looking down at them from a high vantage point.

Not far away, the brothers Hu Kan and Hu Lai were waving at him.

Chu Xisheng nodded slightly to the three of them, then his gaze swept to other directions.

“Since Brother Wang is so impatient, why don’t we start now?

Let’s make it quick so as not to keep everyone waiting.”

Chu Xisheng’s gaze finally settled on a tall stone platform nearby, bearing the flag with the character ‘East’.

He addressed the green-robed middle-aged man standing there, “Junior Chu Xisheng here!

May I borrow the stage of the Eastern Heaven Association to have a bout with this Mad Blade?”

The Eastern Heaven Association is one of the extremely powerful Jianghu forces in the He Luo region.

Its Tower Master Wang Tiandong, also known as the East Heavenly King, is listed on the Heavenly List and is an eminent figure in the underworld.

The fact that this man can call himself Heavenly King under the emperor’s feet and stand unchallenged for decades shows what sort of character he is.

But Chu Xisheng’s request to use this stone platform was purely because it was high enough, surrounded by many buildings, resembling a western colosseum in layout.

Their bout there would allow more people to witness it.

The green-robed middle-aged man with his hands behind his back on the platform looked somewhat surprised.

Then he raised his eyebrows, smiled generously, “Why not?

Both of you, please ascend to the platform.

I, Wang Ming, will make an exception today and referee for you, to bear witness.”

On ordinary days, this middle-aged man in green robe would not find any interest in a dispute between seventh and eighth grade Martial Cultivators.

However, the two below were both of Super Genius level talent, and if they survived into the future, they were at least headed for a future on the Earthly List.

Moreover, Chu Xisheng’s journey to the Capital, sweeping all the young heroes from the Four States, stirred up great momentum in Capital City.

Even someone who usually stood high above like himself had heard of the turmoil caused by the ‘Shenxiu’s Ten Outstanding Sabers’ list.

The green-robed middle-aged man felt a rare interest in seeing whether this youngster from East State really had the skill to suppress the three youngest and most outstanding Swordmen from the Capital.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ming smiled, “That’s wonderful!

Who would have thought we’d be so lucky to have Tower Master Wei of the Eastern Heaven Association personally oversee the match.”

Under the Eastern Heaven Association, there are seventy-two Tower Masters, all of whom are high-level practitioners of Fourth and Fifth Grade.

And the one above was precisely Wei Feilong, Tower Master of the Seventh Floor.

Within the Eastern Heaven Association, the higher the ranking of the Tower Master, the stronger and bigger his influence.

The moment Wang Ming finished speaking, his form floated lightly into the air, landing upon the stage.

Chu Xisheng almost at the same time leapt into the air, flying onto the broad stone platform which was three Zhang high and about five acres in size.

Both had movement techniques, one ethereal and illusory, giving a sense of nihility; the other pursuing clouds and the moon, light and swift.

Yet, both landed on the stone platform at almost the same time, and to the average eye, there was no discernible difference.

Wang Ming, however, curled the corners of his lips slightly.

The guy opposite him seemed to have improved his movement technique a bit.

He grew even more eager for the moment when they would draw their swords.

At this time, beneath the stone platform, another wave of noisy roars erupted.

Almost everyone was spirited, watching the platform with excited and focused expressions.

Many people rushed into nearby taverns, scrambling for high positions to observe the fight from the best angle.

The position of the brothers Hu Kan and Hu Lai offered an unobstructed view of the Eastern Heaven Association’s stone platform, without the need to shift their stance.

Hu Lai felt anxious and nervous, gripping the railing in front of him.

“Brother, what do you think Brother Chu’s chances of winning are?”

“How should I know?

Master Chu’s strength is a mystery right now.

Wang Ming is similar; even the most skilled seers in our Heavenly Mechanism Tower can’t see through the Bloodline Talent he possesses.

Predicting the outcome of their fight is hard even for our East District Master.”

Hu Kan shook his head, “But judging from what Master Chu said yesterday, he seems fairly confident.”