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Chapter 608 - 392: The Posture is Somewhat Strange_2

Chapter 608: Chapter 392: The Posture is Somewhat Strange_2

"You are..." Meng Lang turned his head to look at him.

"I am Shaolin’s Xiang Wenlong, specially invited to challenge!"

"Oh~" So this is the main contender who’s come to issue the challenge.

Meng Lang looked Xiang Wenlong up and down, assessing him; indeed, he had the aura of a master, especially with that face full of chilly demeanor...

"Unfortunately, your opponent can’t make it for the next couple of days. If you want to challenge him, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait a while."

"Hmm?" Xiang Wenlong furrowed his brows.

"Fighting, the Earth has its bounds; battle, silencing my foes profound! Who would’ve thought that a person who says such things could actually fear a fight?"

"Er..."

Though he had written those words himself, being quoted like that by someone else was still a bit embarrassing...

"That... Ah Xing!"

"Eh! Xiao Meng bro!" Ah Xing immediately stepped closer.

Meng Lang pointed at Ah Xing, "Here, this guy is our local champion martial artist. If you can defeat him, then you’ll be eligible for the next step of the challenge."

Xiang Wenlong immediately frowned.

"I’ve never heard of such a challenge rule!"

"How could there not be?"

"Where does it say that?"

"The final interpretation right of this event belongs to the organizer. Isn’t that common knowledge?"

Xiang Wenlong: "..."

Seeing that the other party was displeased, Meng Lang patiently explained with a smile.

"Rest assured, this isn’t a gang-up fight. If you find yourself running out of strength, you can propose a temporary halt to the challenge, or choose to fight another day. The competition is absolutely fair and square!"

"That’s unnecessary. I am here to challenge the Hero of Guanzhong and no one else!"

"But look, there’s only one Hero of Guanzhong, and the challengers are surely many, right? It’s not like he can stay here 24 hours a day, right? So putting up a little challenge threshold to weed out the pretenders is reasonable, wouldn’t you say?"

"Hmm..." It seemed to make some sense.

Before Xiang Wenlong could say anything, Li Lei, who was anxious to treat his own master, showed some dissatisfaction.

"What’s with all this nonsense! It’s been said that today is not convenient! Master Meng, please focus on treating my master. Xiang Wenlong, is it? I, Li Lei of the Baji Fist clan, would also like to experience the Shaolin’s superior skills!

If you can’t even beat me, a defeated underling, then you have no right to challenge the Hero of Guanzhong!"

Ah Xing, who was originally excited about the prospect of a fight, now saw someone attempting to cut in line and couldn’t agree to that.

"Hey hey hey! First come, first served, right? Whatever dragon you are, let’s go up and have a match first!"

"As long as this guy doesn’t interrupt my master’s treatment, I don’t care who goes first!"

"The lesser you argue with me, the better. Once I’ve dealt with whatever dragon this is, how about you and I have a match next?"

"Any time!"

Watching Ah Xing and Li Lei, who completely disregarded him, Xiang Wenlong’s lips twitched, and a trace of anger finally appeared on his face.

With a "bang!" he casually tossed his huge, heavy travel bag to the side, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He wriggled his neck and then clenched his fists with a thud!

"Good! Bring it on then, whatever you’ve got! Whether you come at me one by one, or all at once, the Hero of Guanzhong... I’ve set my sights to challenge!"

The three muscular men looked at each other, their eyes bursting with the will to fight!

Meng Lang watched the scene with a cheery grin and did not interfere.

They say that fights bring people closer; isn’t friendship established through a good spar?

But Zheng Wan, standing behind Meng Lang, felt his heart tremble with fear.

What "Hero of Guanzhong," what challenge... How did it turn into a brawl just like that?

He felt as though he’d inadvertently walked into a "Juxian Manor" scenario.

It started off as "heroes gathering," then suddenly shifted to "seeking healing," and now wasn’t it heading towards "unleashing carnage"?

Was it still possible to quit this instance now?

...

The underlings immediately began clearing the space; Meng Lang did not concern himself with what was happening in the arena but first led Master Li into the manager’s office that served as a temporary clinic.

Then he turned and tossed the hefty "consultation fee" to Cheng Biao, who had been following behind him.

"Brother Biao, sorry to bother you guys. With things like this probably happening quite often in the future, consider this compensation for lost time."

"Heh heh! Alright, I’ll tell the brothers later that this is Xiao Meng bro treating everyone to tea money."

Brother Biao unexpectedly did not refuse but pocketed the money right away.

Only then did he lean in and ask in a low voice, "Brother, you’re not taking all this money just for the sake of it, right?"

"Hmm? How do you know?"

"Heh heh! Just a hunch!"

Meng Lang smiled and glanced towards the crowd around the stage, "Brother Biao, I bet your security company is short-staffed now, isn’t it?"

Brother Biao’s eyes lit up.

"Lack? Definitely! I’ve been worrying about that! Not only are we short of capable hands, but we also lack instructors. Ah Xing can fight, but he’s just not suited for that role!"

"Right! And that guy inside is a seasoned instructor of the Baji Fist, and his disciple on the stage there can be ranked top ten among the younger generation of martial artists..."

Meng Lang implied with a smile.

Brother Biao’s eyes sparkled even brighter, "Are you saying..."

"I’ve created the opportunity for you; whether you can keep them here, that’s up to your skill.

Let me give you a heads-up: most who dare to challenge have their noses in the air, so keeping them won’t be easy."

Brother Biao’s face showed excitement, "Bro, you must have thought of a good method, right?"

You really have faith in me, don’t you?

Meng Lang looked bemusedly at Cheng Biao, "Hmm! I’ll leave you a ’treasure of the house,’ and here’s a word of advice for you."

A "treasure of the house"? Sounds powerful!