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Strongest Martial God - Chapter 82

Chapter 82 – Wager an Arm

 

Translator: Seventh Peril         Editor: Anuvrat

 

Ye Zhong narrowed his eyes. The moment Yang Hao left; these people suddenly appeared. Ye Zhong would never believe it if he said they had nothing to do with him. If Ye Zhong was not wrong, perhaps all of this was in Yang Hao’s calculations, wasn’t it? This Yang Hao was quite scheming, if the opportunity was right, Ye Zhong might as well get rid of him.

 

When Su Yu saw the appearance of these people, she frowned and shouted, “Fu Yang, what is the meaning of this?”

 

“Heh heh heh, what do you mean?”

 

Among the several shadows, the leader called Fu Yang was now stretching a lazy back, he looked at Su Yu with a smile that was not a smile on his face briefly, then shook his head and said, “Junior Sister Su Yu, I won’t bother bickering with you. You should know that I have always been very concerned about Senior Sister Ling Yue. Since Senior Sister Ling Yue doesn’t choose us as the candidates of her Sect Mission, so naturally we don’t dare to have any opinions. After all, whether it’s Junior Sister Su Yu or Junior Sister Lu Bing, are all famous Inner Disciples. We do not doubt your abilities…”

 

“However, if this brat that came out of nowhere wants to escort Senior Sister Ling Yue, I’m afraid we won’t be able to trust him!” Fu Yang stared at Ye Zhong casually, his words laced with an indescribable sense of mockery.

 

“Fu Yang, it seems like it’s not your turn to decide who I choose to go on the Sect Mission with, is it?” Ling Yue’s gaze turned cold as she spoke indifferently.

 

“Heh, Senior Sister Ling Yue, you are the goddess in the eyes of everyone. Everyone is worried about your safety. What’s wrong with that?” It was obvious that Fu Yang was very wary of Ling Yue. He laughed heartily as his gaze finally landed on Ye Zhong, his eyes flashing with undisguised ridicule. “Brat, you still want Senior Sister Ling Yue to stand up for you? This is not manly.”

 

“Ye Zhong, don’t bother with them. This is just the lowest form of provocation.” Su Yu frowned, looking at Ye Zhong, who was ready to take a step forward, as she whispered.

 

“There’s always this kind of inexplicable trouble knocking on my door. I also have a headache.” Ye Zhong squinted his eyes for a moment, and smiled at Su Yu, “You do know how I do things, Senior Sister. However, many people still do not. Today, I might as well solve all these problems in one go.”

 

Hearing that, the corner of Su Yu’s eyes twitched. After a moment, she sighed.

 

“There seems to be a good show to watch—”

 

At this moment, near the entrance of the Xingxiang Sect, several disciples of the Xingxiang Sect had gathered. Every one of them had a strange expression on their faces as they stared in this direction, as these words flashed past their minds.

 

“Greetings, Senior Brother.” After smiling at Su Yu and the others, Ye Zhong turned around, took a step forward, and cupped his hands as he spoke.

 

“Heh, Ye Zhong, you have a big tone just like the rumours. Do you think we’re the kind of people whom you can easily deal with?” Fu Yang gazed at Ye Zhong indifferently, the hint of mockery in his eyes unconcealed, “I have no intention of making things difficult for you. As long as you obediently give up your position, it will be beneficial for all of us, won’t it?”

 

“You guys came to spoil my good fortune, and even said that you didn’t have any intention of making things difficult for me?” Ye Zhong’s expression was indifferent, but his words were spiteful. “Does that mean that if I apologize to you after slapping you, I won’t have any intention of going against you?”

 

“You!” Fu Yang bellowed. After a while, he shook his head and sighed, “I know you defeated the Outer Disciple Luo Long, but if defeating that arrogant brat gives you confidence, then I have to say that you are very naive.”

 

“Naive or not. Doesn’t Senior Brother want to give it a try personally?” Ye Zhong had already lost interest in continuing the conversation with Fu Yang. He smiled faintly and extended his right hand slowly with a flick of his palm.

 

As Ye Zhong’s words were uttered, a small uproar occurred in the crowd. Many disciples of the Xingxiang Sect had strange expressions on their faces, one by one.

 

In the past month, since Ye Zhong had caused quite a lot of trouble in the Xingxiang Sect, he rose to prominence. But all along, the ones fighting with him had always been the Outer Disciples. After all, Fu Yang’s strength was not weak among the Inner Disciples, but he dared to take the initiative and provoke such a person?

 

Was this fellow really capable, or was he just overconfident?

 

At this moment, even Fu Yang was slightly stunned. Originally, he thought that Ye Zhong would do everything he could to avoid conflict between the two parties when faced with his mockery, but Ye Zhong dared to provoke him directly. Fu Yang’s heart tightened as the roles between both of them had suddenly swapped.

 

It seemed that this Junior Brother, the new Inner Disciple, who had recently become the talk of the town, really had some ability.

 

At this moment, at a place not far from the entrance of the Xingxiang Sect, Yang Hao’s figure was standing under the shade of a tree. He silently watched the scene unfold, while a trace of bewilderment surfaced in his eyes.

 

“This fellow, he took the initiative to provoke Fu Yang. Could he be that confident? He’s merely at the Fifth Layer of Body Tempering. One must know that the Secret Art of Body Tempering Fu Yang cultivates is the Xingxiang Body. Even if he has the Empyrean Xingxiang Finger, he still wouldn’t have the slightest advantage. But, is he not afraid?” Yang Hao frowned slightly as his eyes filled with hesitation. Although he did not care much about Ye Zhong, the situation was different than what he had expected. It made him feel uneasy.

 

“Elder Brother, why don’t we attack together? Let’s crush this fellow once and for all! He dares to come into contact with a woman you’ve set your eyes on, he’s courting death!” Behind Yang Hao, Yang Fang was no longer as boastful as before. He stared coldly in the direction of Ye Zhong, sneering as he spoke.

 

“No rush.” After hesitating for a moment, Yang Hao softly spoke up. He was very cautious and wasn’t willing to take unnecessary risks, “Since Fu Yang volunteered, then I’ll let him try. It’s naturally for the best if it succeeds.”

 

“What if he loses?” Yang Fang said.

 

“Well. Does Fu Yang have anything to do with you and me?” Yang Hao sneered.

 

When Yang Fang heard this, he nodded slightly. The expression on his face was gloomy to the extreme at this moment.

 

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“You’re quite bold.”

 

Fu Yang stared at Ye Zhong, who took the initiative to provoke him. A moment later, the worry in his heart vanished and was replaced by coldness. Having been in the Xingxiang Sect for so long, this was the first time he was provoked by someone like this.

 

At this moment, he didn’t bother to say anything more. Instead, he took a step forward, the Qi and the Blood in his body instantly boiled. An extremely terrifying aura started to radiate from his body. At this moment, terrifying roars of beasts could be heard from within his body unceasingly.

 

“Secret Art of Body Tempering — Xingxiang Body!”

 

This familiar scene surprised Ye Zhong for a moment, and then a strange look appeared in his eyes. The Secret Art of Body Tempering that Fu Yang was cultivating was the Xingxiang Body, wasn’t it? Therefore, even though he only had the strength at the Fifth Layer of Body Tempering, he wasn’t much weaker than himself. However, compared to Luo Long, he was much stronger!

 

“Ye Zhong, since you and I are fellow disciples of the same sect, I will not bully you. As long as you can withstand ten moves from me, then I, Fu Yang will stop wasting your time and be convinced that you’re qualified to go on this mission with Senior Sister Ling Yue! If you cannot accept it, then obediently scram. Do you dare to accept it!? “

 

At this moment, the deep and fierce shout of Fu Yang resounded mightily in all directions.

 

“Ten moves, isn’t it a bit petty of me to accept your challenge?” Ye Zhong stared at Fu Yang, and sneered, “Senior Brother Fu Yang, since you want to bet, why don’t we bet bigger? As long as you can take ten moves from me, I will cut off one of my arms today. If you cannot, I will take one of your arms!”

 

“What? Cut off one’s arm?”

 

Ye Zhong’s condition was also heard by the onlookers, but it was different from Fu Yang’s wager. When Fu Yang made a wager, there was still the leeway to compromise. On the contrary, a bloody smell emanated from Ye Zhong’s wager.

 

Upon hearing Ye Zhong’s words, the surrounding disciples drew in a cold breath. They finally understood that today’s matter would not end so easily as they had imagined!

 

“Using an arm as a wager with me, you’re so bold! However, you are just a new disciple and yet you are already so arrogant. If I don’t agree with this, I’m afraid that I won’t need to stay in the Xingxiang Sect anymore, right? Fine, I’ll bet with you. I want to see what kind of patience the rumour Ye Clan’s trash has.”

 

A fierce killing intent flashed in Fu Yang’s eyes, but it was mostly anger. Originally, He did not want to have an all-out bet with Ye Zhong. However, at this moment, he was riding a tiger and couldn’t get down [1]! If he did not agree to this condition, the one who would lose the most face today would be him!

 

“Rumble—”

 

“Whoosh— Whoosh— Whoosh—”

 

With a spear in his hand, Fu Yang took a step forward, the spear in his hands vibrating as it turned into dozens of shadows, whistling towards Ye Zhong. In that instant, even the air was torn apart, emitting an ear-piercing sound.

 

Facing such an attack, Ye Zhong also clenched his fist, and an instant later, a whizzing green light appeared in his palm, followed by the appearance of the Kongming Sword, and a beam of Sword Qi shot out!

 

TL note(s):

[1] “riding a tiger and couldn’t get down” or “riding a tiger and it being hard to get off of” is an idiom means “impossible to stop halfway”, describing a situation in which one is stuck in a difficult position with no way out.

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