Just Discharged From the Military and Got Tied Down by A Cold Beauty
Chapter 100: I, Miao Qidao, Fight Sixteen

Chapter 100: Chapter 100: I, Miao Qidao, Fight Sixteen

Miao Qidao shrugged his shoulders as he stepped down from the stage.

According to the rules of the Martial Arts Exchange, his first round was considered over.

If he wanted to fight again, he would have to wait for the second round.

"Damn it, what a waste," Miao Qidao couldn’t help but complain as he returned to the tent and took a point.

Originally, he had planned to score about ten points in the first round to raise his tally, especially since the remaining competitors’ strength would only increase as the rounds progressed.

"Why the rush? Aren’t I here? If we’re short on points, I’ll just sweep through the last round," Lu Xiao said with a smile.

Hearing Lu Xiao’s words, Miao Qidao immediately burst into laughter.

His brother always thought things through.

"You performed really well just now, worthy of being Lu Xiao’s brother," Lu Xiao praised Miao Qidao further.

Although this kid was not usually reliable, he was genuinely capable when he got serious.

Miao Qidao danced with joy, receiving praise from Lu Xiao was truly rare.

Over all the years they had known each other, Lu Xiao’s compliments could be counted on one hand.

The competition continued.

An hour later, the first round concluded.

During the sixty minutes, Lu Xiao slept for 50.

It wasn’t that he looked down on the others, he just couldn’t muster any interest.

The younger generation of the Shengjing clan were actually quite powerful, with the majority capable of ranking high on the Divine List.

The stronger ones could even break into the top ten of the Divine List.

But to Lu Xiao, the Divine List was inherently weak.

"Bro, you finally woke up. The second round is starting, how many should I take on?" Miao Qidao asked immediately as he saw Lu Xiao open his eyes.

"How many do you think you can handle?" Lu Xiao yawned.

"The first round has mostly weeded out those with inferior abilities, I reckon at most eight."

Miao Qidao’s combat strength was roughly enough to handle 15 Linglong Guards at the same time.

And the ones remaining on the field were all about as strong as the Linglong Guards, even stronger in many cases.

Since it was these Linglong Guards who had partaken in the previous event and ended up third from last.

So Miao Qidao’s estimate of eight was reasonable.

"Push your limits this time," Lu Xiao glanced at Miao Qidao, then suddenly pushed him out.

Miao Qidao had just stepped onto the platform and was still trying to figure out what Lu Xiao meant by pushing his limits, when he heard Lu Xiao shout, "Miao Qidao is going to fight sixteen!"

Miao Qidao was completely flabbergasted. Is this your idea of pushing my limits?

I said eight, and you call out sixteen?

Who doubles their challenge as a way of breaking through?

The entire venue fell silent again, with everyone’s eyes glued to Miao Qidao on the stage.

Had they heard correctly, Miao Qidao was going to fight sixteen?

In the first round, the strongest fought seven.

Now in this second round, with the weaker eliminated and the rest even stronger, he claimed he would fight sixteen!

At the Family Head’s seating area, a group of old men were also shocked by Miao Qidao’s declaration.

They could understand Miao Qidao fighting seven or eight, and they might even accept ten, considering he was exceptionally talented and it was normal for him to be slightly stronger.

But sixteen, wasn’t that a bit excessive?

"Brother Miao, has your grandson really become this strong?" one of the Family Heads couldn’t help but inquire Miao Tianhe.

At that moment, Miao Tianhe wished he could rush up there and call out the numbers himself.

Lu Xiao was really messing things up.

At best, Qidao could handle 15 Linglong Guards.

Each of the contenders in the second round was at least as strong as a Linglong Guard, many even stronger.

Facing sixteen was undoubtedly setting himself up for a loss!

Qidao had missed scoring in the first round because he was teaching Zhou Tingyun a lesson. If he lost this time, the Miao Family might end up at the bottom again.

"Well, I’m not too sure myself, maybe the kid had some kind of breakthrough lately," Miao Tianhe finally responded.

Whatever, let it be.

Since it was Lu Xiao who called it out, if Qidao loses and they’re short on points, Lu Xiao could take over.

On the stage, Miao Qidao looked visibly distressed, facing an almost certain defeat with sixteen opponents.

But seeing Lu Xiao cheering him on to step it up, Miao Qidao managed to calm himself down.

Damn it, if I’m going to lose, so be it. Just do it.

"Zhou Family, Yu Clan," Miao Qidao picked these two clans.

Challenges could specify the clan, but not the individual.

As for which member the opposing clan chose to send up, it was their decision to make.

This added an element of unpredictability and excitement to the battles.

The Martial Arts Exchange had quite well-established rules after its many years of development.

Both Zhou and Yu clans were feeling uncomfortable at this point; it’s not fair to just target us.

It was hard to gauge just how strong Miao Qidao was. Considering his move that instantly took down Zhou Tingyun, for all they knew, this freak might just be able to handle sixteen.

If they went up and then were all defeated, they would completely lose face.

Moreover, if they lost, they would all be eliminated, and there would be no more fighting for them after that, definitely finishing at the bottom.