Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 965 - 51 Preparations [2-in-1]_3

Chapter 965: Chapter 51 Preparations [2-in-1]_3

The news of the evening party stirred more excitement than Chu Liang had anticipated. Perhaps it was because the world had been in turmoil these recent years, leaving everyone’s hearts repressed, and they all really needed some relaxation.

The programs submitted by the various Immortal Sects totaled up to around two hundred, and everyone wanted a chance to show their face. Chu Liang had to make a preliminary selection from them, choosing the best to improve upon, and finally picking the cream of the crop to put together the evening show.

There was hardly any discussion of the program before controversy arose again.

"Warrior Chu, didn’t you say anything goes, as long as it makes everyone laugh?" The three brothers from the Sea King Sect, Wenren Mo, Wenren Zhi, and Wenren Yan, were slightly displeased, "Our act was very effective, so why was it eliminated in the first round?"

"Brother Wenrens, I did say risqué jokes are okay, but that doesn’t mean only risqué jokes," Chu Liang spread his hands and said, "Besides, yours was a bit too explosive... Even if it might be a part of your daily lives, we’re going to be performing for millions of people, including countless children. What would happen if they watched it?"

Wenren Mo thought for a moment and then replied, "Envy?"

"Yes, even I am envious," Chu Liang said while pushing the three of them away, "But you need to trim the adult content first."

"If we trim it, there won’t be much left," Wenren Yan said.

"You realize that?" Chu Liang said irritably.

Just as he’d pushed the three brothers away, Yun Chaoxian approached, brimming with eagerness, "Chu Liang, I just had a stroke of genius, I’ve got a new idea! I plan to perform squeezing juice from twelve durians with my armpits, then immediately using that juice to make pickled fish... What do you think of combining martial arts with cooking?"

"You might want to use that stroke of genius sparingly..." Chu Liang was at a loss for words, pulling Yun Chaoxian to the side, "Brother Yun, I have another use for your wisdom, can you first sort out the formation for your one hundred and eight Senior Brothers?"

"I don’t want to perform with those big fools anymore, they can’t even figure out how many people should be in nine rows of a hundred and eight," Yun Chaoxian complained, "They’re going to cramp my style!"

"Cramp your style for squeezing durian juice with your armpits?" Chu Liang looked at him deeply, sighed, and soothingly said, "Brother Yun, when we smart people speak to those fools, we have to be patient, gentle, appealing to them, even if they’re foolish and make you angry, you can’t lose your temper with them, right? We’re born smart, and they’re born foolish, so we should be more tolerant, right?"

"That makes sense," Yun Chaoxian chuckled, "I’ll speak to them in the same tone you use with me, since I’m smart, huh?"

"Good luck," all Chu Liang could do was encourage him.

No sooner had he pacified Yun Chaoxian than a streak of light appeared, and Feng Chaoyang landed thunderously.

"Hahaha, I’ve finally come out of seclusion!" He laughed loudly, "Chu Liang, I’ve come to challenge you!"

"Challenge?" Chu Liang flipped through his notes without looking up, "What kind of act is that?"

"What act?" Feng Chaoyang looked at the chaotic scene around Red Cotton Peak, shook his head, and said, "After days of intense cultivation, I’ve finally grasped the Breaking Army Path and advanced to the Seventh Realm! I’ve come here to challenge you!"

He wanted to challenge Chu Liang as soon as he broke through to the Seventh Realm, not only because Chu Liang had always been the rival in his heart but also because the Breaking Army Path is a path of combat, known for its aggressive attacks and unrivaled killing power, often unmatched within the same realm.

Having ascended to the Seventh Realm, his fighting spirit was hard to resist. Naturally, Chu Liang, who had long loomed over him, was the first opponent he wanted to defeat.

Now that both were in the Seventh Realm, he was confident he was no less than any peerless talent of his generation!

He believed this would be a historic battle, whether he won or lost!

"Oh," but Chu Liang did not respond to his challenge, only nodding his head.

"Oh?" The response from Chu Liang took Feng Chaoyang by surprise.

"Go over there and register, get in line, I’ll let you know when I’m free," Chu Liang added.

"You..." Feng Chaoyang was taken aback by his response, then frowned, "Take this seriously, I’m challenging you in my capacity as someone in the Seventh Realm! You’re an enemy I highly regard, and I hope you can..."

He didn’t finish his sentence.

Because before he could finish, Chu Liang turned back to address an issue with Nanyin Square’s musical equipment, then eventually faced him again.

His mood was broken.

He muttered to himself, considering whether to come back another day, when he saw Chu Liang, with drooping eyelids, slightly lift his head and wave him over: "Come on, then."

"Hm?" Feng Chaoyang was taken aback again.

"You want a serious challenge, right?" Chu Liang said languidly, "Go ahead and make your move."

Feng Chaoyang looked at the noisy crowd around him, each busy rehearsing their own acts, none of them having a moment to spare him a glance, far different from the scene of the legendary battle he had imagined.

"You will regret your complacency!" Feng Chaoyang shouted, and then divine light shone around him!

Of course.

It wasn’t his Breaking Army Path shining, but Chu Liang had already flashed like lightning, striking his chest with a palm. The Yang Thunder that elder Cang Qiu couldn’t withstand swatted him away like nothing.

Feng Chaoyang did not last even an instant before flying out along the road and crashing unconscious into the grass a hundred yards away.

"See?!" Chu Liang turned his head, shouting aloud, "That’s what happens to those trying to jump the queue, don’t come begging to me after you’ve been eliminated!"