Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 492 Next, I will not lose _1

Chapter 492: Chapter 492 Next, I will not lose _1

Qin Siyuan said, "Brother Wei, calm yourself. He dared to walk into our headquarters on his own, let’s see what he wants to do. Once he’s in, his fate is up to us, isn’t it?"

Wei Chengzhou nodded at Qin Siyuan’s words. Qin Siyuan then said to Si Master, "Bring him in first."

On the stage at this moment, Qin Muge was already in a face-off with a person from Dragon Soul.

Qin Muge’s talent and strength were beyond doubt, she practiced the top martial arts techniques of Dragon Soul. It could be said that except for the Great Grandmasters, she rarely met anyone who could challenge her.

From the start, Qin Muge launched a fierce and aggressive offensive, forcing her opponent to retreat.

The hosts of Dragon Soul in Jiangdong saw a glimmer of victory and cheered enthusiastically, while Qin Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mu ge should soon step into the realm of a Great Grandmaster," Wei Chengzhou said.

"She should become a Great Grandmaster before the Dragon Soul conference," Qin Siyuan responded.

Su Chengyu was brought into headquarters by two officers of Dragon Soul and walked towards the martial arts field. From far away, he could hear the cheer, and he shook his head and said, "Qin Muge is not his opponent."

"Nonsense!" Si Master immediately reprimanded.

"Our Miss Qin is already a ninth-grade Grandmaster, she is unbeatable except to a Great Grandmaster, she can’t lose," the two officers said sternly and confidently.

"But she is unbeatable only below the Great Grandmaster, facing a Great Grandmaster, isn’t she sure to lose?" Su Chengyu replied indifferently.

"The guy isn’t a Great Grandmaster! If he were, would he be so oppressed by Miss Qin?" Si Master rebuffed disdainfully.

Su Chengyu shrugged, too lazy to explain. He fell the gaze of someone, who was Wei Chengzhou from a hundred meters away watching him with murderous intent.

Su Chengyu gave a faint smile and waved to Wei Chengzhou, which infuriated him, making him want to rampage and kill. But Qin Siyuan held him back.

By this time, Qin Muge had pushed her opponent to the edge of the platform. According to the rules, falling off the platform meant defeat. Qin Muge, in high spirits, launched a forceful attack from her Imperial Extreme Fist technique, determined to defeat her opponent in one blow.

"Look! Miss Qin is about to win!"

"I always said Miss Qin can’t lose. You short-sighted guy, what do you know?" The two officers did not hide their contempt and mockery of Su Chengyu.

At this moment, Qin Muge’s opponent suddenly unleashed a burst of energy. Qin Siyuan from the audience immediately shouted, "Watch out!"

Qin Muge naturally noticed her opponent’s energy eruption, but her attack was already launched and couldn’t be withdrawn.

Their fists collided, and though Qin Muge was hailed as unbeatable except by Great Grandmasters, faced with a genuine Great Grandmaster, she could only lose disastrously.

Qin Muge was forced to retreat, stumbling all the way to the edge of the stage before stabilizing herself. She groaned, her face paled, clearly suffering some internal injury.

"Great Grandmaster!"

Qin Muge was caught off guard. Of this battle, the outcome was clear. Jiangdong’s Dragon Soul lost another point, they had lost six rounds in a row and only four members remained.

Among these four, only two were Great Grandmasters, so there was almost no chance of turning the tables.

"Niece Qin, you lost this round," Chi Guanqing, stroking his goatee, said with a big laugh.

"Miss Qin, thank you for your instruction," the other party acknowledged graciously.

Qin Muge unhappily said, "If you were a Great Grandmaster, you could have directly unleashed your power. Why hide your strength and deliberately put yourself at a disadvantage? Do you find it amusing?"

Having said that, Qin Muge jumped off the stage.

Chi Guanqing said, "Brother Qin, are you not sending out a Great Grandmaster yet? Don’t tell me your side doesn’t have one. If that’s the case, you’ll lose face in the Dragon Soul conference."

"Brother Chi, while you’ve won six rounds, that’s no reason to be arrogant. We still have a chance," he said.

Having finished, Qin Siyuan turned to an officer at his side. "Qiu Ji, it’s your turn to fight! You’re the strongest among the younger generation of our Dragon Soul. It’s all up to you."

Qiu Ji was Qin Siyuan’s direct disciple. At 32 years old, he was a third-grade Great Grandmaster, held in high expectations by Qin Siyuan, and represented the strongest combat force of Dragon Soul in Jiangdong at the Dragon Soul conference.

Qin Siyuan originally didn’t intend to have Qiu Ji fight, but they were losing too badly right now, he could only pull out his strongest contender to claw back some points.

"Rest assured, Master. From now on, I will not lose a single round and will take them all down!" Qiu Ji declared confidently.

This time, the hosts from Jiangbei didn’t change their player either.

"Dragon Soul of Jiangdong, Qiu Ji. I look forward to your challenge," Qiu Ji said after ascending the stage.

"Dragon Soul of Jiangbei, Wei Kun."

After both exchanged formal greetings, they began to fight.

If Qiu Ji lost this match, Dragon Soul of Jiangdong would be humiliated. Everyone from Jiangdong held their breath, all eagerly watching the battle.

"Dad, isn’t that Su Cheng? He didn’t die, but what is he doing here?" Qin Muge, spotting Su Chengyu watching the match from a short distance away, asked in surprise.

"He said he came to visit me. I don’t know his true intentions," Qin Siyuan answered, his eyes still glued to the stage. At this moment, he had no interest in paying attention to Su Chengyu.

The match between Qiu Ji and Wei Kun was evenly matched with no clear superior. Not until after fifty rounds did Wei Kun defeat Qiu Ji.

Qiu Ji fell off the stage, prompting an uproar of jubilation from Jiangbei’s Dragon Soul hosts, while on Jiangdong’s side, everyone’s faces darkened, creating a gloomy atmosphere.

"Master, I’m sorry, I lost," Qiu Ji said, his hand on his chest as he returned with his head down.

Qin Siyuan waved his hand dismissively, he didn’t blame Qiu Ji, but his face wore a hard look.

He never expected that Jiangbei’s Dragon Soul had managed to cultivate such a powerful practitioner.

"Brother Qin, there are still two people left on your side. So, we won’t change our fighter. If we did, and you still lost, it would make me feel bad. However, if we don’t change and you still don’t win, then you can’t blame us. It’s just that you’re incompetent," Chi Guanqing said with a smile.

The moment Qiu Ji was defeated, Qin Siyuan knew that Jiangdong’s Dragon Soul wouldn’t win a single match today. Losing a bet didn’t matter but Qin Siyuan couldn’t afford to lose face.

Every word Chi Guanqing said was like a needle, further fueling Qin Siyuan’s fire!

"Grand Airspace Officer, it seems we will have to admit defeat now," Wei Chengzhou reluctantly said.

Qin Siyuan’s face twitched a couple of times. He was not willing to accept this, but he didn’t have a choice. At this moment, Qin Muge whispered in his ear, "Dad, I have an idea that might save us some face."

"What idea?" Qin Siyuan asked.

"Let Su Cheng fight on our behalf. Jiangbei’s Dragon Soul probably doesn’t know him. Otherwise, if we lose every round, we will definitely be ridiculed. Moreover, it will affect our morale and make everyone lose confidence. By the time of Dragon Soul Conference, with low morale, situation will only be worse," Qin Muge suggested quietly.

"That . . . " Qin Siyuan was intrigued. This was indeed a brilliant idea.

"No way! Su Cheng is a wanted man of Dragon Soul, what qualifies him to represent our Dragon Soul? If this gets exposed, won’t we be a laughingstock?" Wei Chengzhou immediately objected.