Chapter 0552: Arm Wrestling

Chapter 0552: Martial Duel

The fact that Jian Mang was a sword cultivator took many by surprise!

Everyone was curious—such a sword cultivator should've qualified for the Five Star Gates. Why had he gone to Swordblade Manor instead?

Jian Mang went to Swordblade Manor just for sword arts and combat techniques.

And it seemed he had obtained them.

Ke Mingjiang looked at Liu Chongsheng’s ugly look and taunted, "Liu Chongsheng, are you trying to renege?"

It was indeed a loss for Medicine Valley, witnessed by all.

Liu Chongsheng had a middle-aged man hand over twenty thousand jin (roughly 10 metric tons) of Celestial Beast bones to Ke Mingjiang.

Ke Mingjiang then gave ten thousand jin of Celestial Beast bones to Jian Mang. However, since Jian Mang lacked a sufficiently large storage treasure, they were temporarily kept with Ke Mingjiang.

"Are you still willing to continue?" Liu Chongsheng, fuming over the loss, asked.

This time, he was determined to win back his losses—otherwise, his standing in Medicine Valley would take a hit.

Ke Mingjiang was happy to keep going. On one hand, he had gained more Celestial Beast bones, and on the other, Armament City had many outstanding disciples.

Such contests also served to test their mettle.

Now, it wasn’t just about competing for Celestial Beast bones—it was also about saving face for their respective sects.

Medicine Valley had previously lost once to Armament City. They needed to win twice to offset the negative impact.

The second match began!

Again, it was a martial duel.

Ke Mingjiang sent forth a slender youth.

Medicine Valley, meanwhile, put up a pudgy fighter.

Once the fight began, both went at each other fiercely.

A winner emerged quickly.

Armament City lost!

This put Liu Chongsheng in better spirits.

Ke Mingjiang didn’t blame the slender youth for the loss. Instead, he politely helped patch him up.

Liu Chongsheng, however, kept his nose in the air, refusing to share the Celestial Beast bones even after winning.

In comparison, Ke Mingjiang came off looking much better.

"Let’s continue! Once everyone else is exhausted, I’ll take you on in one final big finale!" Liu Chongsheng sneered.

"Fine, we’ll decide it then!" Ke Mingjiang was just as game.

Liu Chongsheng looked at a long-faced youth and said, "Yang Xianya, you go up! You're a disciple of the Yang family—don’t embarrass the Yang family, and certainly don't shame our Herbal Immortal Valley. You must win!"

Ke Mingjiang frowned when he saw the Yang family disciple sent forward. He turned to Jian Mang and asked, "Will you go?"

"No. He's from the Yang family. I might kill him by accident," Jian Mang replied.

This immediately pissed off Yang Xianya.

Jian Mang's words made it sound as if he could easily kill a Yang family disciple, only refraining out of fear of offending the Yangs.

Everyone knew the Jian family disciples avoided picking fights.

"Hey, beardy—what’s your name?" Ke Mingjiang asked Qin Yun.

"Yun Daren!" Qin Yun said. "Daren, like ‘supreme virtue and justice’!"

"Alright then... Yun Daren, are you willing to fight this Yang family disciple?" Ke Mingjiang thought the name was a joke and inwardly scoffed.

Hearing the name, Xiao Yuelan and Feng Honglan almost cracked up, reminded of the lecherous Murong Daren.

"Willing!" Qin Yun nodded.

He *lived* for messing with the Yang family.

He quickly stepped forward.

No weapons or armor were allowed in these fights.

Both sides would also use a special mirror to check each other, ensuring no hidden protective gear was worn.

Yang Xianya stared at Qin Yun, uneasy, having seen his wicked-fast reflexes before—how he had once slapped a middle-aged martial artist twice.

"If you know what’s good for you, you'd follow Jian Mang's example and avoid provoking our Yang family!" Yang Xianya said arrogantly. "If you hurt me, the Yangs will hunt you down!"

"You’re a nobody—just a temp disciple. If you lose to me, you won't have to compensate for the lost Celestial Beast bones, so don’t be stupid!"

The crowd thought this was ridiculous—Yang Xianya was straight-up threatening his opponent from the start.

"And what if I offend your Yang family?" Qin Yun asked, showing no sign of backing down.

"Even if you become a disciple of Immortal Armament City, if we catch you alone outside, you’ll *regret* it!" Yang Xianya sneered.

"How bad will it get?" Qin Yun deadpanned.

"It means—" Yang Xianya snapped. "Are you mocking me? You fool! Think carefully—don’t throw your life away for a few Celestial Beast bones and spend the rest of your life hunted by us!"

"I heard your Yang family's patriarch has a bounty on his head. Is it even still attached?" Qin Yun said. "If your patriarch's life is at risk, why is the Yang family still chasing after me? Shouldn't you be protecting him instead?"

Many in the crowd burst into laughter.

The Yang and Long families' situations were indeed laughable—their patriarchs hiding like scared turtles.

"You bastard! Are you mocking our Yang family?" Yang Xianya screamed, swinging a punch at Qin Yun.

Qin Yun dodged and said, "That’s *your* take! Your Yang family’s a joke."

Yang Xianya swung another punch, but Qin Yun just dodged again.

"You coward, haha, you only dare to dodge and not hit me! You're just scared of crossing the Yang Family!" Yang Xianya laughed triumphantly, then continued attacking relentlessly.

Qin Yun held back solely to conceal his aura.

Back then, he had desperately slapped Liu Chongsheng, unleashing a surge of power at that time. With Liu Chongsheng's memory, he would definitely remember it.

"Who says I won’t hit you? I’m just waiting for an opening!"

Qin Yun was also speaking seriously. He now only planned to use the power of his Sky Lion Mystic Body to defeat his opponent.

Suddenly, Yang Xianya stopped fighting. He stood still, chest thrust out, and shouted loudly, "If you’ve got the guts, come and hit me if you dare!"

Everyone could see that Qin Yun's movement was slick, not easy to deal with.

So Yang Xianya was hiding behind the Yang name, which was also despicable.

"Yang Xianya is an outer sect disciple of our Medicine Immortal Valley! He’s a nobody—a temp! If you injure him, you'll offend both the Yang Family and the Medicine Immortal Valley!" Liu Chongsheng also sneered coldly.

Yang Xianya laughed loudly, "He’s a nobody—a temp! If he causes big trouble, the Immortal Armament City will boot him without a second thought and let him bear the consequences himself! This idiot really thinks the Immortal Armament City would want someone like him?"

Qin Yun quickly walked over and punched Yang Xianya in the nose!

His fist struck like a sledgehammer, packing the punch of Ninth Layer Martial Path power.

*Crack!*

Everyone saw Yang Xianya's nose being smashed inward, his face covered in blood.

"What’s it to you if I hit you?" Qin Yun said, then punched Yang Xianya in the abdomen again.

The powerful impact generated a surge of energy, shattering his core energy.

"Idiot, this is a fight, not target practice! How can you just stand there and let me hit you?" As Qin Yun spoke, he hooked another punch into Yang Xianya's face.

"Ah..." Yang Xianya writhed on the ground, howling, "I surrender, I surrender..."

Ke Mingjiang chuckled, "What a dumbass, naively thinking others wouldn't dare hit him!"

Liu Chongsheng's expression turned extremely ugly. He never thought some nobody would actually dare offend the Long Family and the Medicine Immortal Valley.

"We won. Next time, send someone who can actually fight. This was too boring!" Ke Mingjiang looked at Liu Chongsheng mockingly, sneering.

Liu Chongsheng, with a cold expression, handed over the 20,000 jin of Celestial Beast bones he had barely gotten his hands on to Ke Mingjiang.

Qin Yun also received 10,000 jin. To avoid exposing his storage artifact, he also stored them with Ke Mingjiang.

"This time, let the Spiritual Martial Realm compete. 50,000 jin a round, how about it?" Liu Chongsheng suddenly said.

"Fine!" Ke Mingjiang laughed. "You jumping in?"

Liu Chongsheng looked at a tall, burly youth with a scar on his face and said, "A Le, you go!"

With a roar, A Le walked into the open space, ripped off his white robe in one motion, revealing half his body inked with swirling tattoos.

Upon closer inspection, tiger totems snarled across his skin!

"A Totem Warrior!"

This left the onlookers in awe.

"A Le is not just a Totem Martial Artist, he also possesses the Tiger Bloodline heritage!" Liu Chongsheng said with a smug laugh. "He's my sworn brother! Divine Armory City, who will you send to face him?"

Ke Mingjiang immediately frowned, his expression turning serious as he glanced at the disciples on their side.

Qin Yun said, "Captain Ke, how about this—instead of a martial duel, let's have an arm-wrestling match? I’m naturally very strong. I’ll go against him in arm wrestling!"

"Yun Daren, this is a bet of 50,000 catties (approximately 60,000 pounds) of Celestial Beast bones. Are you really up for it?" Ke Mingjiang was very uneasy, especially since Qin Yun was only at the Ninth Layer of the Martial Path.

If it were just arm wrestling, they should at least send a Martial Master at the Spirit Martial Realm.

Liu Chongsheng laughed. "That’s a great idea! Martial duels are too injury-prone. Let’s compete in strength in a gentler way!"

Ke Mingjiang didn’t let Qin Yun go, instead calling forth a veteran warrior at the Spirit Martial Realm.

Ke Mingjiang took out a massive Celestial Beast skull to serve as a table, and the two placed their arms on it.

"Begin!" Ke Mingjiang shouted.

The crowd found it quite amusing, eager to see who had greater explosive power and endurance in this kind of contest.

The contest dragged on. As both sides frantically exerted their strength, surges of qi erupted from their bodies, stirring gusts of wind.

"A Le, you’re just a little away from winning!" Liu Chongsheng yelled excitedly.

The totem markings on A Le’s body suddenly flared with light, and with a tiger’s roar, he pressed down the hand of the veteran warrior from Divine Armory City.

"We win!" Liu Chongsheng laughed triumphantly.

Ke Mingjiang, visibly annoyed, handed over 50,000 catties of Celestial Beast bones to Liu Chongsheng.

He had just witnessed how terrifying A Le’s strength truly was—even he might not have won so easily.

"Again, again!" Liu Chongsheng was now addicted to gambling, having just won 50,000 catties of Celestial Beast bones in one go.

"Captain, this takes special technique, and I happen to be quite skilled in it!" Qin Yun said apologetically. "If I go up, I’m sure to win. If I do, I won’t take half of the 50,000 catties—let it cover the earlier loss!"

"Alright, Yun Daren, I’ll trust you this once!"

Ke Mingjiang also felt there was something special about this bearded man and agreed.

Many thought Ke Mingjiang had gone crazy—sending a probationary disciple at the Ninth Layer of the Martial Path to arm-wrestle a Martial Master at the Spirit Martial Realm!