Chapter 3796 — I Yield to You
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Every cultivator possessed a powerful sense of pride, and even a weakling trodden on by all and sundry like Zha Wu was no exception.
True, judging by his various performances so far, this Xiao Che really was no simple character. But he had never truly fought anyone to the death; the last time Meng Zhou named him in a challenge, he had straightforwardly conceded of his own accord. That suggested this fellow's strength might not be as great as everyone imagined—perhaps he was nothing but a pretentious fraud!
After all, this Xiao Che was a creature who had come up from the mundane world. That his foundation was shallow and his roots poor was only to be expected, and the odds that he was a counterfeit were not small at all. Surely not every cultivator who came up from the mundane world could be a madman like Wei Zhao?
If that were really so, the status of the mundane world and Cloud Terrace Island would have been swapped long ago—and these people would not have gone to such great lengths to come to Cloud Terrace Island at all!
Zha Wu still had four points. If he could win today's match, then not only would he avoid losing two points, he might even earn one off Xiao Che. That way, so long as he could muddle through the spirit herb trial and keep two spirit herb seeds alive, he could preserve his last shred of dignity—at the very least avoid falling into negative points, and retain some glimmer of hope.
But if he conceded of his own accord today, then all hope was gone. So no matter what, Zha Wu could only grit his teeth and choose to fight Xiao Che for all he was worth.
Clinging to that last shred of hope, Zha Wu drew a deep breath and finally mustered the courage to launch his attack.
Compared with a foundational-stage expert like Meng Zhou who had cultivated a thousand-leg technique, Zha Wu, even going all out, could hardly be called fast, let alone bring Xiao Che any pressure. Xiao Che did not even need his Phantom Steps; with one simple sidestep, he evaded the other's assault outright.
Then, before the man could react, Xiao Che reached out his long arm and seized him by the collar. With the slightest exertion, Zha Wu's body went hurtling into the air—and when he came down again, he was already outside the platform.
By the rules of the challenge tournament, any party who fell outside the bounds of the platform, injured or not, was counted the loser.
"Th-that's it? It's over?" Everyone in the hall was instantly dumbstruck. This ending was a little too fast, wasn't it?
Zha Wu was a weakling, true enough, and the last time he had volunteered to challenge Wei Zhao he had been cleanly finished off in a single move—but that had been Wei Zhao, the domineering number-one newcomer, and the crowd had long since been prepared for such a sight, so it was no surprise at all. This time, though, it was only Xiao Che, who had never shown any particularly commanding performance!
In a single exchange, without even the most basic martial technique being employed, the people below could not even gauge what Xiao Che's current strength really was—and yet the wretch Zha Wu could not so much as let out a peep before he was inexplicably flung down. A weakling really was a weakling, utterly good for nothing!
"Xiao Che of Cave Dwelling Fifteen at the foot of the mountain challenges Zha Wu of Cave Dwelling Fourteen at the foot of the mountain—Xiao Che wins!" the referee declared decisively.
"I yield to you," Xiao Che said, cupping his hands toward Zha Wu below the platform, then stepped down light as a drifting cloud.
Good heavens! How did I get down here? Even after Xiao Che had left the stage, Zha Wu still had not come to his senses—how on earth had he gotten down here?
This match left the other newcomers utterly baffled; they could not tell how much strength this Xiao Che, Wei Zhao's right-hand man, really possessed. But one thing was beyond doubt: Xiao Che's strength was at least far beyond that of ordinary newcomers like them!RS