mesbooks Chapter 278 Between having no guts and having no life, you have to choose one.
Chapter 278 Between having no guts and having no life, you have to choose one.
Mr. Hong was already awake as soon as it was light.
But the soft, fragrant body in one's arms is so captivating that one lingers, reluctant to leave.
Mr. Hong lingered with the beauty in his arms for another fifteen minutes before preparing to get up.
As a result, Leng Youruo in his arms reached out and pressed her hand on his chest.
"My lord, what are you doing?"
Mr. Hong said, "You Ruo, have you forgotten? My little disciple is going to have a martial arts competition with the Dai family today, and I have to go back to preside over it."
"We haven't seen each other for so many years, and you think you can leave after just one night?"
"There's plenty of time in the future. When the time is right, we'll be together every day."
"Don't talk to me about the future, I just want to seize the moment."
"You can leave if you want, but you'll have to pay all the unpaid grain taxes you've owed over the years."
Mr. Hong's body trembled. "What?"
Leng Youruo pressed Mr. Hong down, saying, "Don't play dumb with me. If you hurry up and pay your taxes, you might still have time to go back."
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Lin Feng and the others finished breakfast but Mr. Hong still hadn't returned.
Wu Jinlei paced back and forth in the courtyard, looking very worried.
"I hope Master is alright. I wonder where he's off off to compose poems?"
Lin Feng and Yue'e weren't worried about Mr. Hong at all. Only the two of them knew that Mr. Hong could walk again and that his strength had recovered to about 70-80%.
Zhu Linghua said, "Let's wait a little longer, there's no rush."
The Dai family won't leave until they see Junior Brother, so let's bring our respective men over first.
We'll set off as soon as Master returns.
The group split up and went back to gather their men.
When they returned to Mr. Hong's house with their men ready, Mr. Hong still hadn't come back.
By this time, the sun was already hanging low in the sky, and it looked like it was getting late.
Everyone started to get anxious.
Just then, the courtyard gate was pushed open.
Mr. Hong, looking haggard, wheeled himself in, appearing as if he hadn't slept for days and nights.
Yue'e rushed over and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you?"
Mr. Hong pinched his kidney with one hand and waved to the crowd with the other, "It's nothing. Last night, I was reciting poetry with a friend and got so engrossed that I forgot the time."
Now that you're all ready, let's set off.
The group headed to the Blood Battle Arena again.
The Dai family had been waiting for a long time, and martial artists from other sects and Jianghu figures were also seated in the stands.
No one dared to sit in the stands where Mr. Hong and his group had sat yesterday, so they were still reserved for them.
After everyone took their seats, the Dai family's steward went on stage to announce the rules of the competition.
As expected, the rules have been changed.
This competition was surprisingly changed to a scoring system.
Two innate experts will spar with the martial artists who come up to the stage, and then score them. The person with the highest score will naturally be the winner.
To be fair, these two innate experts are from the Dai family and the Huo family, respectively.
The innate martial artist from the Huo family was none other than the second young master Huo whom Lin Feng had encountered yesterday.
Because last time, Lin Feng almost killed all the martial artists who participated in the competition.
This time, the Dai family recruited some martial artists from various sects and the Dai and Huo families to fill the ranks.
One after another, martial artists signed life-or-death contracts and went on stage to spar with the two innate masters.
Both innate experts stopped short of defeating their opponents, and even offered some pointers after the match. The scene was exceptionally harmonious, a stark contrast to yesterday's killing field.
After watching for a while, Mr. Hong said to Lin Feng, "These people are just putting on an act for you. It'll be a different story when you actually take the stage."
If you go up there, those two innate martial artists will definitely kill you with all their might.
The young master of the Huo family is only a martial artist at the early stage of the Innate Realm; he doesn't pose much of a threat to you.
The other person is one of the ten shadow guards of the Dai family. He ranks fifth among the shadow guards and is a mid-stage innate expert.
Last time you killed several young masters of the Dai family, the Ten Shadow Guards even came down the mountain to look for you.
This person fights fiercely and is skilled at using suicidal moves. He has killed a Xiantian expert before, so you must be very careful.
Zhu Linghua, who was standing nearby, said, "Two innate cultivators are beating up our junior brother, who is only at the acquired level. This is so unfair."
I don't think my junior brother needs to play at all.
Wu Jinlei also said, "Junior Brother is a treasure of our sect, we can't take risks lightly."
Lin Feng frowned. He wasn't confident he could handle two Innate Realm experts at the same time.
"Let's take a look first and then talk."
While instructing the other martial artists, the Second Young Master Huo would occasionally glance at Lin Feng, his eyes filled with malice.
Yesterday, he was outmaneuvered by Lin Feng, causing the Huo family to lose face.
He thought that he would be fine after getting a few scoldings when he got back.
As a result, his troublesome brothers exaggerated the situation and made a big fuss, ultimately causing him to get a beating.
That wasn't the end of it; his clansmen insisted that he get his revenge.
That's why he appeared on stage alongside the innate experts from the Dai family.
The two families had already discussed it.
When other martial artists took the stage, they naturally only offered limited guidance and some pointers.
Once Lin Feng enters the arena, the two must unleash their deadly moves immediately to crush him.
If someone from Hong Laoguai's side comes to the rescue, then naturally some family patriarchs will be blocked.
If Lin Feng dares to step onto the field this time, he will surely die.
Lin Feng kept a close eye on the Dai family's shadow guards and the second young master Huo, observing their every move and analyzing their strength.
Although Leng Youruo, who was sitting in the stands, had a radiant face, there was a hint of worry between her brows.
She could tell that Mr. Hong valued this young disciple named Lin Feng very much. If Lin Feng dared to go up in today's competition, he would definitely die. At that time, Mr. Hong and his group might have to fight directly with the Dai family and the Huo family.
Although the Sword Sect Master's lineage will not stand idly by.
By the time the sect leader's faction intervenes, Yuan Ge's side may have already suffered heavy casualties.
It's all my fault for being too willful. Brother Yuan is very weak right now. He can only use 50% or 60% of his full strength. If he is targeted, he will probably be either killed or seriously injured.
If a fight really breaks out, I have to lend a hand to Brother Yuan.
However, it's highly unlikely that a fight will break out. Anyone can see from the current situation that Brother Yuan won't let his little disciple play.
On the three-story tower next to them, two disciples from the Sword Sect's lineage watched the farce unfolding on the blood battle stage below, showing absolutely no interest.
"Senior brother, is it possible for that kid to jump into such an obvious trap?"
I don't think he'd dare. No matter how strong a martial artist is, they can't beat two innate martial artists. Going up there would just be suicide.
"That's not necessarily true. My master was able to do it when he was young."
"You actually compared him to Master? Do you think he's up to the task?"
"I don't know, I can't see through him, let's just wait and see."
“This is pretty boring. Senior brother, let’s make a bet. I bet this kid won’t dare to go on stage, so I’ll bet a Heaven-Breaking Pill.”
The short, chubby young man, addressed as "Senior Brother," said, "Alright then, Senior Brother will take the bet with you. Thank you in advance."
The other martial artists who participated in the competition quickly took their turns, and finally it was Lin Feng's turn.
The Dai family's steward called out, "Please invite Lin Feng of Yun Jianfeng to the stage!"
All eyes were on Lin Feng.
Other sects and some martial artists were waiting to see Lin Feng make a fool of himself.
They were all thinking the same thing.
You were so cocky yesterday, let's see what you do today.
Not daring to go up means you lack courage; going up and getting beaten to death means you're stupid.
You have to choose between having no guts and having no life. It's not a difficult choice. Anyone with a brain would choose not to go on stage to save their life.
But Lin Feng walked onto the ring amidst the attention of everyone.