Chapter 493 Chen Santon vs. Two
Long Aotian wiped his hands with a tissue: "Let me guess, Your Excellency is Sima Jiannan of the renowned Jinlin family, right?"
Sima Jiannan smiled, dusting off his trousers: "Brother Sanjin, came to greet a bit late, sorry."
Long Aotian smiled slightly: "No matter, I've always lived a secluded life, don't go out much, don't mind."
"You three brothers are really interesting." Sima Jiannan said smilingly, sizing up Long Aotian: "Each person's personality, temper are different, completely don't look like they're from the same womb."
Long Aotian sighed: "If Your Excellency has something to say, might as well be direct."
"Good." Sima Jiannan said: "Tomorrow, I hope to team up with you, eliminate Sun Hu first, then... we'll have a gentleman's contest between us. I wonder what brother thinks?"
Long Aotian smiled: "Is there a need for this? Why do I feel your target is me?"
"Hahaha!" Sima Jiannan said: "Correct, my target is you."
"Might as well be direct, I dislike you very much." Sima Jiannan said: "Dislike your high-end suits, dislike your lofty aloofness, dislike you pretending to be a grandmaster, looking down on everyone. Dislike your isolation from the world, the arrogance of feeling no one is qualified for an equal dialogue with you."
Long Aotian looked at him: "So... you want a one-on-one with me."
"Correct."
Sima Jiannan calmly turned his head, looking at the crowd in the restaurant. Many people looked over here.
"You showed a hand today, true qi has some substance, but not much."
"Moves also so-so, look a bit fierce, but actual combat effectiveness isn't great. Oh, of course, enough to deal with trash like Long Ao Jiuzhou. But encountering a real master..."
Sima Jiannan smiled, shook his head: "Please forgive my frankness, I think you are rubbish."
Long Aotian put down his soup spoon.
Picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth.
"You think I'm rubbish?"
"No no no, don't misunderstand." Sima Jiannan said: "I mean, all the contestants here are rubbish."
Long Aotian nodded: "I can't wait for tomorrow to arrive quickly. Sima Jiannan, I don't care what kind of trash you've encountered before that made you so arrogant. But tomorrow, I will teach you a lesson."
"No tuition fee."
"Hahahaha!" Sima Jiannan laughed heartily: "I like your aura, keep it up, I look forward to your performance. Oh, right, tomorrow I might strike a bit heavier. Tonight, prepare more medicine for broken bones, bruises. Your medication usage tomorrow will be very large. Don't be unprepared then, quite pitiful."
Long Aotian narrowed his eyes: "I will. Can you write?"
"Ah? What?"
"Just... if you still have unfinished business, some regrets or something, you can write a letter, leave it for your relatives."
Long Aotian stood up: "Lest there be regrets."
Long Aotian left. Sima Jiannan was half dead with anger.
Said loudly: "Chen Sanjin!"
Long Aotian stood still.
Sima Jiannan said: "Tomorrow, I will defeat you in front of everyone!"
Originally, the contact between these two hot seed contestants had already attracted everyone's attention. Now, it attracted everyone's focus even more.
The entire hall was frighteningly quiet.
Long Aotian turned around, looked at him: "I will kill you."
A sound of gasps echoed in the restaurant.
Long Aotian walked back to his room, chest puffed out. Once he closed the door, immediately leaned against it, clutching his heart: "This idiot, pissed me off! I wish I could fight him on the spot!"
"Grandma bear! So angry I'm trembling! How can there be such an arrogant person under heaven!?"
"Tomorrow, your grandma, I probably won't sleep again tonight, I'll have to beat you a few times even in my dreams!"
...
The next day.
Inside the main hall, even more onlookers than yesterday.
Everyone knew today was the three-person chaotic battle Shura field. Many ancient martial artists who didn't watch yesterday, went to the hot springs instead, also came.
The host's rich baritone voice echoed throughout the venue:
"Esteemed guests! After several days of fierce competition, we have selected a total of twenty-one super strong rising stars of the era! Which one will emerge victorious in the chaotic battle Shura field and enter the next round of competition!? Let us wait and see!"
"Everyone, the three-person chaotic battle Shura field, begins—now!"
Strangely, Sun Ze was again the last match.
Sitting beside Lu Chengwen, he said smilingly: "Brother Sanliang, your two younger brothers are in quite a bit of danger."
Lu Chengwen glanced at him: "Heard you're selling my intelligence everywhere?"
Sun Ze laughed heartily: "Just making a living! Brother, your third brother is a bit reckless."
"What's wrong?"
"Last night Ma Bucun and Lang Jianyu both went to form an alliance with him. As a result, he forcefully smeared oil all over them, and forced them into an alliance."
Lu Chengwen was puzzled: "Smear oil on them? He... what does he want to do?"
At this moment, the match below finished. The host said: "Next match, Chen family's Chen Sandun, Ma family's Ma Bucun, Lang family's Lang Jianyu! Please welcome the contestants to the field!"
The three leaped into the field.
Ma Bucun's expression was grave, Lang Jianyu also frowned tightly.
Only Zhao Ritian smiled: "Aiya, two brothers, we meet again! Hahaha!"
Ma Bucun said: "Little brother Sandun, let's begin."
"Good!" Zhao Ritian said: "As agreed, I'll fight Lang Jianyu first."
Zhao Ritian wasted no words, attacked directly with one move.
Lang Jianyu was surprised by Zhao Ritian's speed, immediately blocked.
But upon getting close, Zhao Ritian's movements instantly changed. One hand dismantled his blocking posture, the other fist directly smashed towards his chest.
Just as Zhao Ritian was about to succeed, Ma Bucun bang! slapped Zhao Ritian's back from behind.
Zhao Ritian's body paused, turned back glaring.
Ma Bucun immediately jumped back, looking at his swollen palm, extremely surprised.
He didn't even spit blood!? And looks completely uninjured, I used true qi!
Lang Jianyu, having saved his life, also quickly jumped to a safe distance, thinking inwardly:
So fast! I almost got hit by his fist right at the start!
Luckily teamed up with Ma Bucun, otherwise I would have been injured by now.
Zhao Ritian looked at Ma Bucun: "What do you mean?"
"What 'what do you mean'?"
"Sneak attacking from behind, not a hero!"
Ma Bucun's eyes widened: "Dage, this is a three-person chaotic battle Shura field! Not a one-on-one duel! Me sneak attacking you, isn't it very normal?"
"Then why didn't you say so yesterday?"
Ma Bucun also got angry: "Did you let me speak? Did you let me speak? Oil dish oil dish oil dish oil dish... you damn like an idiot obsessing over your oil dish, did you listen when I spoke?"
"I warn you, don't insult the oil dish!"
"I damn well insulted it, what do you want to do?!"
"Scum!" Zhao Ritian frowned and glared, directly rushing over: "Today I'll beat you to death!"
Just exchanged two moves, Zhao Ritian's back was kicked again.
Ma Bucun's arms ached severely. After retreating, rubbed his arms, extremely shocked.
This guy, how is he so hard!?
Zhao Ritian turned back, looked at Lang Jianyu: "Brother Lang, what do you mean? You also want to be a villain?"
Lang Jianyu said angrily: "Brother Ma, stop wasting words with this idiot, let's cripple him together."
"Good!"
Zhao Ritian's eyes widened: "You, are you two going to fight me one?"
The two looked at each other, thinking, this guy... how did he live till today?
"Correct! Take this, idiot!"
"Ah—!"
Three-person chaotic battle, officially began.
The surrounding audience was stunned.
Today's Chen Sandun, fighting one against two, actually didn't fall behind at all, even... gained the upper hand.
Old Master Zhang liked this kid more and more.
Can eat, simple and honest, upright, and also formidable.
"Such domineering true qi." The Old Master said: "Haven't seen such strange and powerful true qi for many years. This kid fighting one against two, not flustered at all."
Zhang Jiucheng said: "Father look, although Chen Sandun is angry, his breathing is always very steady. Those kids from the Ma and Lang families, however, are being forced by him to run all over the field, sweating profusely."
The Old Master smiled: "Seems the outcome is already decided."
On the field.
Whenever Zhao Ritian tried to grab Ma Bucun, Lang Jianyu would start harassing.
Zhao Ritian turned to grab Lang Jianyu, Ma Bucun would start harassing again.
Sun Ze said smilingly: "Good, these two are a bit malicious, but this move is indeed effective."
Lu Chengwen nodded: "They want to use mobility to divert my younger brother's attention, make him run back and forth repeatedly, consume energy quickly."
Zhao Ritian was anxiously spinning in circles.
Said angrily: "You two, have guts, attack together!"
Ma Bucun panted, smiled: "Idiot, today we two will run you to death, learn to be a dog."
"Your ancestors, you dare curse me!"
"Just cursed you, so what?"
Zhao Ritian immediately rushed towards Ma Bucun. Ma Bucun got up and fled. Lang Jianyu from behind instantly attacked.
Zhao Ritian immediately turned back, met Lang Jianyu's attack, but Lang Jianyu quickly retreated again.
And behind, Ma Bucun attacked again.
Zhao Ritian was also stubborn, just kept repeatedly, left and right clashing, front and back turning, running all over the field.
Those two also couldn't rest. The three were almost like playing eagle catches chicks.
However, everyone here was an expert, the dangers within were clear to see.
If those two didn't cooperate properly, trouble would occur. If Zhao Ritian finished off one, the other would definitely not be Zhao Ritian's opponent.
And Zhao Ritian too, if his reaction was half a beat slow, he would be successfully sneak-attacked, injured again.
Would the duo finally find a chance, succeed in a sneak attack, severely injure Zhao Ritian;
Or would Zhao Ritian ultimately break the situation, finish off one of them first!
Under the high-speed movement of the three, it seemed like every instant might decide the outcome, produce a dramatic change!
Zhao Ritian was run ragged, sweating profusely. Those two also seemed half dead from exhaustion.
But the three, none could stop. Stopping meant a change would occur.
Zhao Ritian burned with anger!
"You! Angered me!"
Suddenly a move, the speed in an instant surpassed everyone's understanding.
Zhao Ritian's speed suddenly increased a level. Pa! One hand grabbed Lang Jianyu's wrist.
Lang Jianyu's heart instantly fluttered!
Looked up, looked at Zhao Ritian in terror. That slightly dark face revealed a smug and ferocious smile!
"Brother Bucun!" Lang Jianyu shouted in panic.
Ma Bucun had already reached behind Zhao Ritian in an instant, using all his strength, shouted loudly: "Heavenly Thunder Palm!"
Lang Jianyu's pulse gate was seized, qi chaotic, unable to gather qi, pointed at the back in panic: "He! He he he he..."
Zhao Ritian, however, smiled and pulled him closer, completely ignoring the iron palm behind him, close at hand!
Bang—!
In an instant, the world seemed to stand still.