Eternal Saber-Chapter 363 - 81: I’m Not Targeting You

The seats in the front row of the venue are usually reserved for the most powerful and wealthy people, such as the four Military Lords and Mystic Masters of the Donglai Continent.

The areas for the people from the Four Nations are not far apart.

All four Military Lords are present.

In fact, the tournament lasts for about a month.

Generally, most of the time, the four Military Lords do not attend the event.

Only on today’s opening day and the last few finals days will the four Military Lords make an appearance at the venue.

"This young man’s reputation in the Old Capital has been sky-high recently. I heard he defeated Feng Xing in just three moves."

The speaker is thin and emaciated, expressionless and with an old voice, precisely the Moon Night Country’s Military Lord, Moon Night Warehouse.

"Hehe."

Amaterasu Senno chuckled lightly: "This is absolutely true, my granddaughter Chizuru witnessed it personally. According to her description, this person’s boxing skills are exquisite and have reached the Divine Realm."

The Amaterasu Country’s Military Lord is tall, and though his hair and beard are white, he appears vigorous and spirited, with a voice like thunder.

The conversation between the two seemed casual but subtly pointed towards Murakumo Saekawa and Shen Che.

After all, Feng Xing was originally Shen Che’s man and could even be considered a personal disciple.

However, he defected to the North Sea Country, joined Murakumo Saekawa, and unexpectedly, before long, was killed in public in the Old Capital by a young man Shen Che had found! 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Shen Che smiled and said, "A traitor is just a traitor, deserved death."

Feng Boyi, sitting behind Murakumo Saekawa, couldn’t help it as he heard these words. He glared angrily and retorted, "Shen Che, don’t be complacent! If he faces Young Master Jing, he will surely die!"

Shen Che didn’t even look at Feng Boyi, only turned to Murakumo Saekawa and said, "A dog should have the awareness of being a dog. If the master hasn’t spoken, the dog should behave and not just bite."

"You..."

Feng Boyi was about to stand up when Murakumo Saekawa waved his hand.

With just this subtle gesture, Feng Boyi dared not to disobey, his face darkened, and he slowly sat back down.

Murakumo Saekawa said calmly, "If he wants to clash with Ah Jing, he needs to see if he has the ability. He might not even make it through the elimination rounds."

This time, the Shen Family only has one person in the tournament.

During the elimination stage, anything unexpected could happen.

If Chen Tang expends too much energy and fails to recover, if he gets injured in a match, affecting his combat strength, he might not even make it past the elimination round.

On the Donglai Continent’s side, a young woman suddenly spoke up, sneering, "Hmph, not just any cat or dog is qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as Ah Jing."

After speaking, this female Mystic Master looked at Murakumo Jing with a charming smile, her eyes full of affection.

Murakumo Jing, sitting next to Murakumo Saekawa, also turned towards her and nodded with a smile.

"Wait a moment!"

At this moment, Chen Tang on the main battlefield suddenly raised his hand and shouted.

This shout drew everyone’s attention.

Shen Che suddenly remembered what Chen Tang had just said and felt a shiver down his spine.

"Everyone, please be quiet, be quiet. It seems Murong Haitang has something to say!"

The Master of Ceremonies, seeing Chen Tang’s signal, shouted loudly with the aid of the amplifying bells around the pavilion.

The noise and clamor from the audience began to quiet down.

All eyes focused on Chen Tang.

Even the martial artists on the other four sub-battlefields stopped and looked this way without starting their fights.

On the main battlefield, opposite Chen Tang, Ohtsubo Toshiro suddenly said, "Since you’ve already stepped onto the ring, it’s a bit too late to retreat and beg for mercy!"

"If you’re a big man, don’t back down, fight me!"

Ohtsubo Toshiro clapped his hands together, making a dull sound.

Chen Tang couldn’t be bothered with him, just waved his hand, then raised his voice and said, "I think there’s a problem with the tournament arrangements."

"Oh?"

The Vice Master of Ceremonies laughed and said, "I didn’t expect Murong Haitang to question this grand event, which has successfully been held ten times, on his first participation."

The ridicule in his tone was obvious to many present, arousing a burst of laughter.

The Master of Ceremonies laughed and said, "If there are any good suggestions to make the tournament better, we wouldn’t mind considering them. However, since the battles have already started, the timing for proposals doesn’t seem very suitable. Miss Chizuru, what do you think?"

Amaterasu Chizuru’s mind was stirred, she vaguely guessed Chen Tang’s intention, and asked, "Are you feeling that it’s unfair since I, Murakumo Jing, and Tsukiyama Tairou don’t participate in the eliminations?"

Of course, that was not what Chen Tang meant.

But the two Ritual Officers on the pavilion didn’t give him a chance to speak.

Just after Amaterasu Chizuru finished speaking, the Vice Master of Ceremonies exaggeratedly said, "This idea is too crazy! The heirs of the three great families have been in the top three of every tournament, undergoing countless battles."

"I believe none of the other participants think it’s unfair."

The Master of Ceremonies also nodded and said, "If you, sir, wish to receive the same treatment as Miss Chizuru and the others, then you must prove yourself, fight through each match, and show everyone your strength."

On the main battlefield.

Ohtsubo Toshiro frowned and loudly questioned, "What do you mean? If you’re scared to fight, don’t make excuses!"

With the two Ritual Officers leading, a wave of booing arose from the audience.

Chen Tang waved his hand again.

Once the surroundings settled down, he said, "I think the tournament lasts too long. In literature, there is no first place, but in martial arts, there is no second place. Since the first place is the most important, it can be determined in one day during the tournament."

This statement left everyone bewildered.

"Yu’er, what’s he trying to do?"

Even Shen Che was a bit confused.

Shen Yu looked puzzled and shook his head.

The Master of Ceremonies seemed to understand and asked, "Do you mean you want to fight Miss Chizuru and the other two directly?"

"More or less."

Chen Tang nodded.

From the audience, a wave of noise arose, with many expressing dissatisfaction.

The Vice Master of Ceremonies shouted loudly, "How is that possible? You currently have no right to face Miss Chizuru and the others, just because you killed Feng Xing? Who knows if Feng Xing was all talk but no bite, strong on the outside but weak on the inside?"

Words spoken without intention, but heard with meaning.

Feng Boyi was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

Amaterasu Chizuru also said, "You need to first face other opponents, fight through each match, gain the recognition of most people, then you can face us."

"No need to go through each one, that’s too troublesome."

Chen Tang said, "I’ll just stand here, whoever wants to fight me, come up, and it’ll be over soon."

With these words, an uproar ensued!

Opposite him, Ohtsubo Toshiro was furious, beyond words with rage.

This person had been babbling on with the audience since he came up, without saying a single word to him, and now he was making outrageous claims, completely disregarding him!

"Murong Haitang!"

Ohtsubo Toshiro clenched his fists tightly, with the joints cracking, and shouted angrily, "How dare you look down on me!"

"No... don’t misunderstand, I didn’t mean to target you."

Pausing for a moment, Chen Tang glanced around and said, "I mean, all the martial arts styles present here are trash!"