The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1196: The First Contest

Chapter 1196: Chapter 1196: The First Contest

"I have no objections."

Everyone spoke in unison.

Xi Hu nodded in satisfaction, looking towards the direction where the Four Sects Alliance and the Hundred Beasts Sect were seated.

Although it was declared that each Sect would send three people to compete, in reality, only these two forces were vying.

At the start of the auction, Xi Hu had already received word that the other Sect Masters had chosen to withdraw.

"Next, only your Four Sects Alliance and Hundred Beasts Sect will participate in the contest. Each Sect may only send one person to compete at first. Whether it will be successive challenges or one-on-one matches, you make the decision."

Zhang Xiong had a confident smile on his face, confidently looking at the Fierce Lion.

"My Hundred Beasts Sect is determined to win. The method of the contest can be decided by your Four Sects Alliance. Either way, your fate will be the same: defeat."

Fierce Lion’s expression changed slightly, dissatisfied with Zhang Xiong’s arrogance.

After a cold snort, he also felt the gaze of the other Sect Masters.

He slowly said, "It will be successive challenges, then. I have full confidence in our people."

"The first match will start with you, Gongsun Zheng."

Gongsun Zheng behind him first looked startled, as if it took him a moment to comprehend, and then nodded in agreement.

As he stepped forward, he made a point of glancing over at Ning Fan.

At that moment, Ning Fan whispered to the Fierce Lion, "Sect Master, I think it would be better to replace the first contestant."

Gongsun Zheng’s steps came to an abrupt halt as he turned to look at Ning Fan with fury.

"Xu Fan, what do you mean by this!"

Ning Fan just smiled thinly, calmly saying, "The other disciples are earnestly cultivating, yet you’ve been out drinking. Your strength has declined, and for the honor of our Four Sects Alliance, we cannot allow you to compete."

Gongsun Zheng’s eyes were filled with rage; he wished he could draw his sword and kill Ning Fan on the spot!

"I think Xu Fan’s words make sense. Gongsun Zheng, step down."

Surprisingly, the one who uttered these words was none other than the Sect Master of Shuiyun Mountain, Luo Cang.

"Sect Master!"

Gongsun Zheng was in a panic, for the upcoming contest was his chance to shine, an opportunity he could not afford to miss!

Luo Cang ignored Gongsun Zheng’s pleas and turned directly to the Fierce Lion.

"Fierce Lion, arrange for someone else to go up."

Seeing that even the Sect Master Luo Cang had spoken, the Fierce Lion grunted in response and then stood up to look at the disciples behind him, noting they were all tense and somewhat fearful.

Was Ning Fan to be sent into the first battle?

"Sect Master, let me go."

A calm voice came through, belonging to the only woman among the disciples, Wei Qiuwan.

She stood up gracefully, her eyes full of determination and confidence.

Fierce Lion hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

Wei Qiuwan was, after all, his daughter, and he had some knowledge of her talent with the longsword. With the guidance of a Sect Master, she must have improved considerably.

"Qiuwan, be cautious above all else."

As Wei Qiuwan departed, Ning Fan still voiced a reminder.

Wei Qiuwan presented a charming smile, nodded lightly, and then stepped up onto the auction platform.

Seeing that it was a woman taking the stage, Zhang Xiong burst into mocking laughter.

"Fierce Lion, has the Four Sects Alliance run out of people? Sending a little girl for the first match?"

The few people behind Zhang Xiong also joined in the mocking laughter.

Xi Hu’s brow furrowed slightly, but as Wei Qiuwan stepped up, he gradually smiled satisfactorily, thinking to himself, "Who would have thought that there would be such a talented young woman within the Four Sects Alliance?"

Faced with the ridicule of the Hundred Beasts Sect, Fierce Lion didn’t take it to heart.

Wei Qiuwan was merely the opening act; the Four Sects Alliance’s ultimate reliance was still Ning Fan as their Sect Master.

Even in successive challenges, Ning Fan should have an easy time with his strength.

Miao Si smirked, his face suddenly looking extremely cunning.

"Foolish bear, if your Hundred Beasts Sect’s disciple loses to our Four Sects Alliance’s woman disciple later, let’s see if you can still laugh."

"Are you kidding me, lose?"

The smile faded, and Zhang Xiong then turned to one of the few disciples behind him.

"Zhang Lin, leave this young woman to you. No need for mercy."

"Rest assured, Sect Master."

The disciple named Zhang Lin stepped forward with full confidence, looking to be just over twenty, wearing the attire of the Hundred Beasts Sect, his ordinary appearance betraying a sly and cunning aura.

Seeing the disciple sent out by the Hundred Beasts Sect, Fierce Lion’s expression suddenly darkened.

"I’ve heard of this Zhang Lin; he’s one of the core disciples of the Hundred Beasts Sect, and his cultivation technique seems to be their closely guarded secret."

"To reach the Late Foundation Establishment Stage at such a young age, yet his strength can contend with a Peak Cultivator. This might be difficult for Qiuwan."

Zhang Lin was a name Fierce Lion had never seen but long heard of.

After all, he had been having people gather information about the Hundred Beasts Sect.

Zhang Lin who climbed on the platform was rubbing his hands together, his smile gradually twisting into something fierce.

"Woman, you shouldn’t even be in this competition. It almost makes me reluctant to lay a hand on you."

A crystal-clear longsword appeared in his hand, the blade as if carved from crystal. Wei Qiuwan, with her calm gaze, looked at Zhang Lin, undisturbed by his mockery.

She lifted her sword, pointing directly at Zhang Lin’s face.

"Let’s get on with it, stop dithering like an old woman."

These words enraged Zhang Lin, who clenched his fists and strode towards Wei Qiuwan. Terrifying Spiritual Power condensed in his fist, and a ferocious tiger shadow loomed behind him.