The Anarchic Consort c1-1376

by Warring Young Seven

  Shocked as they faced the scene before them. Unprecedented amazement flashed in their eyes!

  The originally wildly oppressive python surprisingly lost its recent viciousness, curled up as if in surrender into a little black snake, continually sliding backwards, even a bit like it's begging for mercy.

  However, the young man ignored all of this, and only slowly walked forward, a dark robe covering that tall and graceful silhouette, his pure white fur hunting cloak fluttered, leaking an ice-cold aura of death.

  The expression on his face was just the same as before, apathetic. The evil residing at the corner of his mouth was mixed with a kind of unhurried gracefulness, as if the rise and fall of the world of humans was but merely a twinkling of an eye for him.

  The snake's shadow retreated, only a section of an armament was left underfoot.

  Yuan Ling Xuan distressfully cupped those metal pieces in his hands, was going to say something, but discovered that his right hand unexpectedly couldn't be lifted!

  Yuan Ling Xuan finally realized that the opponent didn't merely destroy his beloved armament. What's scarier was that his right hand simply could no longer move!

  Could it be he's also someone from one of the four great clans!

  That can't be!

  He's seen everyone from the four great clans, the only one within who's above him was Murong Chang Feng.

  Moreover, the person before him, simply had never appeared at any of the four great clans' meetings before!

  Then who in the world was he!

  Was there someone in Dragon War Empire who's even stronger than the four great clans!

  "Despicable!" As if he wanted to vomit up the shock from his heart, Yuan Ling Xuan violently howled, his final note then trembled in a way that was impossible to conceal as a smell emerged from his throat, followed by a mouthful of blood overflowing out of the corners of his mouth, no longer able to be contained, due to an undefinable martial qi that hit him from the stage!

  His whole body flew horizontally towards Master Bai's direction. The outcome of this battle was determined!

  This was...residual qi.

  A residual qi that even he couldn't repel!

  How's that possible!

  Everyone was in an uproar!

  Almost everyone stood up!

  This even included Master Tu Lao sitting at the judging panel's section!

  "Genius, he's absolutely a genius! Did you see that!"

  The people holding their breaths also could no longer control their emotions stirring up and the arena immediately got caught up in an indescribable excitement.

  It's precisely because Baili Jia Jue had never participated in any prior martial qi tests before that this kind of effect, where people gasped in amazement, resulted today!

  Everyone who said they doubted Baili Jia Jue's ability prior to the competition, now found themselves shaken such that even their blood vessels heated up.

  Just as Master Tu Lao had said, this was absolutely a genius!

  The faces of people within the Superior and Fine Compounds were so unsightly, their complexion somewhat turned purple, as if they'd been slapped in front of everybody.

  The Good Compound, instead, were always clapping, because ever since the first round of competition, they'd been thoroughly subdued by the Inferior Compound, and even said they'd follow after the Inferior Compound in the future, aiming to get along with them. Several students even ran to ask Nangong Lie if they'd accept younger brothers!

  Nangong Lie blew at his hair and was going to decline.

  But Wei Wei then smiled lightly and uttered one word. "Sure."

  Tusu Feng listened to the voices rising like the tides around him while he gently sipped a mouthful of tea in a refined manner, but his eyes shone faintly.

  This was Baili Jia Jue.

  An invincible god in those days.

  For so many years, he lost his qi, and locked himself up in his palace. He didn't even move his finger once, to the extent that everyone had forgotten, after he made a move, how frightening it was!

  At a not so distant place, a human figure was watching this scene. The paper in his hand shredded into fragments falling layer upon layers into the ground, as the pupils of his eyes constricted then enlarged repeatedly while he spoke. "Elder Huan, this...this!"

  My god, did Dragon War Empire still have this kind of genius?

  Why's he not in their Battle Spirit Forces!

  Based on logic, a rank like this, couldn't have been ignored!

  Huan Ming Xuan stroked his shining white beard, his long sleeves floating in the air, like an immortal. "And now, do you still feel that these people from the Inferior Compound still don't have the qualifications to replace those students from the Superior Compound and enter our Battle Spirit Forces?"

  The human figure was choked by Huan Ming Xiang's words and breathed a very long sigh, however, he was still very prudent in his reasoning. "This only demonstrated clearly that he can, I still haven't witnessed the other people's ability."

  "Then let's continue to watch." Huan Ming Xiang stood steadily, but his heart was somewhat apprehensive. If that girl competed in martial qi, he wouldn't have been worried at all, however, armaments...truly's not something ordinary people could play with, especially since after this match, the Superior Compound would very likely change their competitor. If this was the case, the person she'd face would be Murong Chang Feng.

  Besides the prestigious armament family's Young Master Wu Shuang.

  This person, Murong Chang Feng, was presently the greatest genius in armaments that they've found.

  It could be seen how strong he was.

  What's more, he's Master Tu Lao's official disciple.

  Huan Ming Xiang almost suspected that this match in the competition might result in a one-sided victory.

  Yet Wei Wei herself wasn't the least bit worried, as she directly walked towards Baili Jia Jue, her demeanor was unusually elegant, like she was leisurely rambling through a garden, only stopping when she stood in front of Baili Jia Jue's ice-cold face, lifted an empty palm holding it up high...

  Baili Jia Jue also curved his thin lips, and lifted his left hand.

  Slap!

  A dashing high five sounded.

  The two people's bodies unexpectedly gave off an identical languidness. For a split second, it almost made people feel that the two were well-matched as they stood there together.

  "Good, change place with me. I'm going onstage." Wei Wei smoothed her sleeve, her smiling expression tinged with a hint of evil...

  Chapter 165 - Helian Wei Wei Came Onstage

  On the one hand, people were still stunned into silence by the last duel, unable to extricate themselves.

  On the other hand, Wei Wei already lightly leapt and arrived on stage.

  The teacher standing by the side stared blankly and seemed as if his senses had barely returned to him after the last competition. He panicked and in a great rush, readjusted his glasses. In a clear voice, he declared. "The competition's first duel, the Inferior Compound is victorious! The second duel is in armaments. Will the student representing the Superior Compound prepare to go onstage."

  "Right now, the pressure's on the Superior Compound." The human figure stood up and turned towards Master Bai's direction and took a look, then sat down again, his face unfl.u.s.tered. "This duel is crucial in regards to the entire competition. Even if they've previously already chosen a strong candidate to face their opponent, they'll still change their candidate. Those new students from the Superior Compound, obviously suffered a blow from the previous match just now and are panicking somewhat. The higher they stand, the harder they'll fall. For so many years now, they haven't lost before. What happened this time, indeed was a big blow. However, it doesn't matter, every team has a linchpin. The linchpin of the Superior Compound's team is none other than Murong Chang Feng. That one with the last name Bai will certainly send Murong Chang Feng out, not merely because they need to win, but more impor
tantly, to raise the Superior Compound's morale again. Otherwise, if they don't win beautifully enough in this match, it'll probably negatively influence the divination competitor. Because no matter how outstanding the student is, when truly fighting onstage, the lead person going on stage, whether they can or can not hold on to the stage, is also very important."

  This person's analysis was right on.

  Just as the teacher finished talking, Master Bai stood up. "Chief judge, my compound requests a change of competitor."

  During any competition, each compound only had one chance to change competitor.

  That's why unlike the Inferior Compound, the other compounds all prepared students as alternates, so that they could adjust to the circ.u.mstances during the competition and replace their competitor at the right time.

  This is within everyone's expectations.

  Sure enough, Master Bai sent Murong Chang Feng to go up.

  The side of Murong Chang Feng's handsome face seemed to be not concerned in the least, as he removed the weights bands on his wrists. HIs demeanor was so outstanding that it made many people from the Superior Compound also feel their blood heating up!

  "Did you see that! Lord Murong unexpectedly is wearing a weights bands on his wrists. This means that when he was competing against the Fine Compound, he was wearing the weights bands!"

  "OMG! When he faced the Fine Compound, the speed with which he assembled the armaments was already so fast, I really can't imagine, after he takes off the weights band, what it's going to be like!"

  Murong Chang Feng had already found these kinds of exclamations and comments of admiration to be commonplace, the arrogance on his face was obvious, even if he's better at covering it up, the corners of his mouth still leaked a trace of complacency.

  Master Bai stroked his beard and recovered his calmness from before. He believed that as long as Murong Chang Feng was there, they would never lose!

  In the last duel, they merely didn't know their opponent enough.

  In this duel, they could even be said to 'know yourself, know your enemy'. Their opponent was infamous throughout the capitol, not only as a trash, but as someone spoiled, unbridled, rude, and arrogant. With regards to Murong Chang Feng, she's also like vine smitten with him, tangling him, unwilling to let go.

  This kind of person could be handled by any random person from their Superior Compound!

  It's just that, just like what the human figure was saying, this time, Master Bai brought out Murong Chang Feng not merely to have him win. What's most important was that he took back the stage!

  "Right now, I'll declare the rules for the second duel." The teacher slowly scanned the people beneath the stage. After they'd all settled down, he then continued. "Unlike the first two matches, this second duel is divided into two parts, the first part is the written exam. The rules are very simple. In here, Master Tu Lao prepared for you guys the same armament components. You guys think about what kind of armaments will best make use of the components. You only need to formulate two kinds of high grade armaments to win. The time given is half of an incense stick. If within this time, a competitor fails to come up with two high grade armaments, they will directly lose. In other words, they're disqualified from continuing to compete. If both people are able to design two grade armaments, then the one with the better quality will win."

  After he finished saying this, the teacher retreated to the side.

  Everyone thought this, as one after another, they turned and glanced towards Master Tu Lao's seat, but only saw that he show any change in state of mind. Even though it's not that far from here to the competition stage. However, his cataracts prevented him from seeing the features of the person on the stage clearly. He only stroked his beard and his pair of smiling eyes gave off a mysterious feeling.

  "This year, students from the Inferior Compound is actually worth paying attention to, hehe, really didn't foresee that the one onstage surprisingly is a girl. It seems that this duel is getting more and more interesting."

  The referee sitting by his side glanced at him and grinned. "Tu Lao, ah, I say, this eyesight of yours is getting worse and worse. Isn't that the Helian family's Miss Good-for-nothing. Don't you recognize her?"

  "How would he recognize her. Currently, imprinted in his heart is only that genius he met at Phoenix Tower. He doesn't even care about his own disciple, why would he care about someone who can't be reached using eight bamboo poles (their disparity is too great)."

  Tu Lao put down the teacup in his hand. "You guys can stop teasing me. This year, the Inferior Compound truly is exceptional."

  "This, I admit." Another master's expression was conspicuously moved. "That student who just finished his martial qi duel can even directly enter the Superior Compound. Speaking of which, what in the world's his background. How come I've never heard of him?"

  Tu Lao also felt puzzled in exactly same way. However, he personally wasn't very interested in martial qi geniuses. What he'd most like to see during the armaments duel this time was for a dark-horse to kill the competition.

  "Look, you guys! Lord Murong already started writing!"

  It's unknown who spoke among the crowd.

  Everybody retracted their gazes, the expression in their eyes brimming with astonishment. "So fast?"

  "Alright." Murong Chang Feng merely used a few minutes and already put aside the writing brush in his hand, passing his rolled-up answers to the teacher by his side. "Will the teacher please have the masters take a look, these are my answers."

  The teacher received the fine writing paper and originally was going to give it to Tu Lao. However, Tu Lao smiled gently and waved his hand to signal the teacher to give it to another master.

  "He deserves to be your disciple, within such a short time, he already drew up three plans." The master who received the fine writing paper eyes were full of admiration as he shook his head. "Doesn't this settle the win."

  Facing this kind of outcome, Tu Lao wasn't surprised as the corners of his mouth curved up. This disciple of his' ability was something he already knew about, and indeed not bad…..

  Chapter 166 - She’d Lose For Sure?

  However, was he so confident his opponent wouldn't pull off a comeback on him?

  Without waiting for the alloted time to end, he already turned in his answers to the teacher.

  Sigh...

  It's still the same old words. This disciple of his was good in every way, except for a personality that's too rushed and too arrogant, considering everyone to be beneath him.

  Yet it's also because Murong Chang Feng handed in his answers early that the audience became impatient, their voices loud boisterous.

  "Lord Murong has won for sure, ha ha ha! Even until now, that girl haven't even moved her writing brush!"

  People finally noticed that Helian Wei Wei, standing by the side, indeed haven't even moved her writing brush. Her fingers have only been agilely turning those armament components this way and that. Her thin lips almost seemed to be smiling, but also don't know what she's thinking.

  The judges knitted their brows and gently reminded her. "There's not much time left in this duel, hopefully, the competitor can move a bit faster. When time's up and the plans haven't been submitted, we'll be forced to eliminate the competitor."

  She's probably getting anxious now.

  Wei Wei eventually picked up her writing brush, however, her long, shapely eyebrows knitted into a lump. That appearance appeared as if she felt this topic was too difficult.

  Standing in the not so distant place to watch, Huan Ming Xiang let out a very, very long sigh. "This kind of them is really too difficult as far as a newbie to armaments is concerned."

  "Elder Guan also feel that this duel is Superior Compound's win?" The human figure laughed lightly. "I reckon that this time, the Superior Compound will truly display their strength. However, the Inferior Compound's people are also not bad, to be able to compete with the Superior Compound to this degree. Losing one duel also is
n't so humiliating."

  "There's a fifth of the time left." The master who's judging watched the incense almost burn out, perspired cold sweat for Wei Wei's sake.

  As he watched Wei Wei's appearance, almost as if she's struggling with her writing brush.

  The people in the audience already grinned. "What was I saying, she's going to be humiliated for sure."

  "Someone who fawned on others in order to climb up then came to participate in an armaments competition, was a joke to begin with."

  "Sister Jiao Er, you should stop her."

  Helian Jiao Er gently and tenderly smiled. "How can I stop her. Older Sister usually likes this kind of situation."

  What she implied was that Wei Wei liked to be in the spotlight.

  Those spectating young girls naturally also deciphered her meaning. One after another, they picked up their fans and covered the mockery on the corners of their mouths.

  Little Seventh Prince adorably turned towards the southeast corner to take a glance and discovered that his Third Brother's pair of eyes was hidden more deeply than at any other time.

  Could it be that there's a hidden move?

  He seemed to have noticed the little person's gaze.

  Little Seventh Prince's entire body stiffened and his body immediately sat up straight, his round cute eyes very seriously fixed on the stage.

  Hoo...why did he feel that the girl's expression was particularly similar to the principal's expression when he gave him more homework to do.

  He also hated to write!

  Especially when he had to write large paragraphs!

  Merely thinking about it was enough for him to be terrified!

  Could it be that the young girl also didn't like writing that her speed was so slow?

  Little Seventh Prince's fiercely knitted the little brows on his bald head. Once the competition's over, he's going to properly get to know this young girl.

  After all, to be able to find someone whose handwriting was worse than his at the academy simply was too difficult!