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Chapter 353 - 354: The Monk Goes Mad!

Chapter 353: Chapter 354: The Monk Goes Mad!

"Gurgle!" Fat Dragon swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face filled with shock as he looked at Ye Wudao, "You monster!"

"You are definitely going to lose!" Ye Wudao said coldly.

No!

I can’t possibly lose!

I am the pride of Buddhism!

I bear my master’s hopes!

With a roar, Fat Dragon shouted, "This poor monk will not lose!"

As he spoke, he changed his attack method; the pair of gilded gongs in his hands violently aimed for Ye Wudao’s head, abandoning his usual style.

Bang!

Ye Wudao’s head endured the attack of the gilded gongs, emitting a dull sound.

Whoosh!

Fat Dragon took a deep breath and said, "He must be dead now!"

"Hehe, so-called monk, claiming not to take lives, I see it’s nothing but lies!" a mocking voice slowly came through.

Boom!

Fat Dragon, horrified, put down the gilded gongs in his hands, his pupils dilated, and in a frightened voice, he said, "No, it’s not possible, you actually withstood my gilded gongs attack!"

"Game over!" Ye Wudao clenched his fist, dragon qi swirling around it, and shouted lowly, "Dragon Prison Fist!"

Roar!

With one punch, the dragon’s cry shattered!

"Ahh!" Fat Dragon let out a miserable wail, his body heavily slammed onto the ground, spitting out blood, returning to his original appearance.

He tremblingly looked up, seeing Ye Wudao standing like a War God, his arrogance extinguished as if doused by a bucket of cold water.

"I, I lost, I’ve let my master down!"

"Hehe, it must be fake!"

"Haha, I can’t lose, I simply can’t lose!" Fat Dragon was seen crying and laughing, his entire being appearing deranged.

"Little Uncle-Master, what’s wrong with him?" Chu Kuangge curiously asked.

"This monk is extremely obsessed with victory; he cannot accept losing, he’s gone mad!" Ye Wudao shook his head.

"Fat Dragon vs. Ye Yi, Ye Yi wins!" the judge announced.

The entire audience was astonished!

"Good heavens, Fat Dragon, ranked third, has actually lost to this youngster ranked tenth!"

"The key point is that Fat Dragon has also gone mad!"

"If it were me, I’d go crazy too, being defeated by an unknown little figure!"

"Unknown little figure? Haha, that person is a strong one, just deeply hidden that’s all!"

The contestants ranked in the top ten all swallowed their saliva.

They believed they couldn’t possibly achieve what Ye Wudao had!

"Hehe, I never expected Fat Dragon to lose his mind from defeat; I’m definitely no match for him!" Lei Yun said with a wry smile.

"Thank goodness I didn’t encounter him!"

"That was a close call..." Some of the other contestants let out a sigh of relief one after another.

In contrast, Li Fei stood with arms cross, his eyes brimming with confidence.

The first section of the top ten elimination round ended, with five contestants emerging victorious: Li Fei, Lei Yun, Ma Tian, Chen Kai, and Ye Wudao.

"Currently, among the top five contestants, the one with the most points is Li Fei, who has advanced to the finals! The remaining four strong contestants, please come forward to draw lots!" the judge spoke.

Lei Yun, Ma Tian, and others looked pensive as they went to draw their lots, each of them glancing at Ye Wudao with a grave expression, silently praying not to draw him.

Ye Wudao, on the other hand, looked utterly untroubled and composed.

"Announce the top four contestants for the draw!" the referee said, "First match, Lei Yun versus Chen Kai!"

"Second match, Ma Tian versus Ye Yi!"

The first match unfolded without any surprises, as Lei Yun defeated Chen Kai in just ten rounds with his formidable strength.

The second match, however, drew everyone’s attention because of the presence of Ye Wudao!

"Ma Tian, I ask for Brother Ye’s guidance!" Ma Tian stood in the arena, his face tense and his forehead covered with cold sweat.

Ye Wudao nodded, his gaze sharp as he looked at him, the terrifying murderous aura around him bursting forth like a flood!

Feeling this murderous intent, Ma Tian’s body couldn’t stop trembling; it was too terrifying!

To everyone’s shock, he staggered backward and fell to the ground, panic-stricken, "I, I am no match for you, I surrender!"

"Huh!" Ye Wudao blinked in surprise, then shook his head with a smile.

The entire venue was shocked.

"This Ma Tian has no backbone at all!"

"He’s almost reached the finals and he doesn’t even have the courage to fight!"

"What a disgrace!"

Ye Wudao won with ease, setting the fastest victory record of this ancient martial arts tournament.

"Now, the top three contestants are Li Fei, Lei Yun, Ye Yi! I would like to ask Lei Yun and Ye Yi if they wish to draw lots for the final match, or if they prefer to keep their current standings?" the referee looked towards Lei Yun and Ye Wudao.

Lei Yun shook his head and said, "Heh, I don’t need to draw lots. Third place is quite good, and it’s something I can explain when I go back!"

The referee nodded, "Lei Yun forfeits the draw and takes third place in this ancient martial arts tournament!"

Applause filled the venue!

Though he did not compete for the championship, Lei Yun’s third-place result was still very impressive!

"What about you, contestant Ye Yi?" the referee looked at Ye Wudao.

"Surname Ye, with Brother Lei forfeiting the draw, you moved up to second place. Don’t be a dog in the manger," Li Fei glared at Ye Wudao.

Ye Yi smiled and said, "If I don’t win the championship, I’d be unworthy of the name I bear now!"

"Very good!" the referee nodded and announced, "I declare that the final match will take place tomorrow, Ye Yi versus Li Fei!"

"Surname Ye, I’ll make you regret it deeply!" Li Fei said with a sinister look.

Ye Wudao didn’t care to pay him any attention and coolly walked away.

He didn’t care about this so-called championship at all.

Even if it were gifted to him by the royal family, he would disdain to accept it!

He was here only for Su Yueli, for that one and only person in his heart!

"Surname Ye, just you wait, I’ll make you lose miserably!" Li Fei clenched his fists, his face seething with anger.

"Wow, Ye Wudao, you are amazing!"

"Hehe, Brother Wudao, you have to win first place!" Xu Yuanyuan cheerfully exclaimed.

Chu Kuangge said excitedly, "Little shishu, to celebrate your first place tomorrow, how about I treat you to hotpot tonight?"

Ye Wudao laughed, "I haven’t won first place yet, why are you all congratulating me already?"

"Hey, little shishu, isn’t winning first place as easy for you as snapping your fingers? Let’s go, let’s celebrate in advance tonight and have a few drinks!" Chu Kuangge said with a laugh.

"Sure!" Ye Wudao nodded, his mood very good.

Only one day was left before the final match.

Once he secured first place, he could formally negotiate with the royal family and gain Su Yueli’s freedom!

"Yueli, just wait, there’s only one day left!" Ye Wudao muttered to himself.

Yet, things don’t always go as planned.

A conspiracy targeting Ye Wudao was gradually unfolding.