Seducing Goddesses With My Infinite Wealth
Chapter 70: Arena Hosts Confused After Silent Swordsman Activated His Trap Card During a Martial Arts Death Match

Chapter 70: Arena Hosts Confused After Silent Swordsman Activated His Trap Card During a Martial Arts Death Match

Chapter 70 - Arena Hosts Confused After Silent Swordsman Activated His Trap Card During a Martial Arts Death Match

Long Hao turned around, ignoring the blood rain that splashed on him. As he approached the edge of the stage, he stared at Fu Tong, who also looked back at him.

They locked eyes.

Long Hao clicked his tongue and looked away first as he leaped off the stage.

Fu Tong snickered and crossed his arms. He knew what technique that was.

’This is why I fight using karma coins. Only idiots would challenge a protagonist in direct combat. If I fight him directly, I might die too.’

Meanwhile, Long Hao swore in his heart.

’I’m still no match for that man. I will make a perfect foundation advancement pill and raise my cultivation base to the quasi-immortal. When that time comes, even if he’s a saint in disguise, he won’t be my opponent!’

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Liu Qingmi frowned deeply. The loss of two inner disciples was insignificant. However, the fact that two Qi Condensation cultivators from Li Wushuang’s faction effortlessly killed Foundation Establishment cultivators was baffling.

With a score of 1-1, Liu Qingmi put his faith in his two core disciples. He turned to both men.

"If you lose, I’ll demote you!"

The two men laughed. Their cultivation levels were at the 5th and 7th golden core stages. Regardless of their opponent’s talent and skills, they had the advantage in overall strength, speed, and Qi volume.

"Don’t worry, master. I’ll bring you the head of my opponent! I’ll go next!"

Meanwhile, Huli Jiubai and Yin Yiheng got their calls.

Yin Yiheng looked at his mother, Yin Suyin. The young man never uttered a word or showed interest in the event.

"Go." Yin Suyin ordered her son.

Yin Yiheng turned around and calmly stepped onto the stage. Slowly, he unsheathed his long sword and folded his left arm behind his back. With a sharp angle formed by his right elbow, his right arm folded toward his chest, his hand adjusting the handle. The blade’s tip pointed to the sky, concealing his face. His stance was polite and refined, as though he was saluting his opponent.

Following the courtesy, Yin Yiheng introduced himself.

"I’m Yin Yiheng, inner disciple of the Divine Cloud Sect. May we fight with without holding back, for I will not go easy on you."

His opponent scoffed at the corny introduction and his salute. Without waiting for the fox referee to announce, his golden core Qi erupted, causing a shockwave. The golden glow of his eyes and skin revealed him to be a Golden Core cultivator, possessing a perfected golden physique.

The golden core man kicked the ground. Instantly, he closed the distance and appeared in front of Yin Yiheng before he could correct his stance.

At that moment, Yin Yiheng disappeared. He reappeared two steps behind the golden core cultivator, but his right arm straightened and pointed toward the right. A second later, 20 afterimages of sword slashes flashed behind him.

For a brief moment, Yin Yiheng exuded the raw power of a level 9 golden core cultivator. Even though it was short-lived, that temporary power boost was sufficient for him to kill someone from a higher cultivation stage.

The gold skin of Yin Yiheng’s opponent cracked. A breath afterward, blood gushed out from his wounds and he collapsed on the stage.

Yin Suyin proudly smiled. Unlike the usual villains, she didn’t comment on his son’s unique abilities and sword skills.

As Yin Yiheng returned, Yin Qingming and Yin Suyin welcomed him in unison.

"Good work."

Yin Yiheng nodded. He also looked at Huli Jiubai, whom he now served as the true master. The old celestial fox also slightly nodded in approval.

Li Wushuang, however, didn’t celebrate for the son of Yin Suyin. She frowned deeply and stared at the grand elder, inwardly cursing him with her eyes for allocating most of her sect’s resources to support Yin Yiheng and his eldest son, who couldn’t join this event. Still, she couldn’t do anything about them since she needed to Yin Clan’s force to keep the rowdy Ouyang Clan in check.

Watching the mid-level villain, Fu Tong felt nostalgic. Yin Yiheng was scripted to antagonize Long Hao and the players, but he ended up becoming a puppet of Huli Jiubai. He wondered how many events and stories he skipped after he had secured the celestial foxes as his backers.

Meanwhile, Liu Qingmi was flabbergasted. He sensed the brief aura of Yin Yiheng and realized that Li Wushuang also hid a golden core cultivator among her ranks.

Enraged, Liu Qingmi screeched.

"LI WUSHUANG! HOW DARE YOU CHEAT! JUDGE, THAT MATCH DOESN’T COUNT!"

Li Wushuang smirked and crossed her arms, mocking Liu Qingmi with her signature look of superiority. Though she disliked the Yin Clan, she was proud of them for once.

"Oh, please. Sect Master Liu. Do you think I don’t know that you’ve sent a core disciple of yours to fight instead of an inner disciple? What’s wrong with us sending a core disciple of my elder? Look at you. You still have two Golden Core disciples on the roster. What about me? My core disciple is a Qi Condensation Stage cultivator, while my other inner disciple is truly a level 9 foundation establishment stage cultivator. What’s there to be afraid of?"

"...You, you harlot! Fine! Judge! Your judgment?! Tell me that they have cheated!"

The demonic fox had been observing them. He glanced at Fu Tong and shuddered again. Intimidated by Fu Tong’s earlier threat, he coughed and declared.

"The third match is the Divine Cloud Sect’s victory! It doesn’t matter what your disciple’s rank or status is. As long as they show up as your fighters, they represent your sect! The score is 2 to 1. The Divine Cloud Sect is in the lead."

Liu Qingmi gritted his teeth, but he suddenly froze. Inspiration struck him.

Instead of turning to his last core disciple, he looked at the elder, who disguised himself as one of the representatives.

The elder nodded and grinned. He jumped onto the stage and revealed the aura of a nascent soul cultivator. The disguiser introduced himself.

"I’m Jiang Xuehong, the Crimson Sword, and the core disciple of the Great Liu Qingmi! Who dare fight me?!"

Fu Tong glanced at Huli Jiubai, who happily grinned and hopped onto the stage. With closed eyes, the old fox cupped his fist and bowed.

"Jiu Bai, an ordinary inner disciple of the Divine Cloud Sect. Pleased to eat, I mean, meet you."

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