I Can Do Anything?-Chapter 26: Them... Farewell.

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"Hey, you!"

Xuan Wu turns around, his eyes widening.

"H-how come!"

He didn't think this was possible, turns out it was!

Shuffling through the crowd, a midget appears.

His long golden robes dragged behind him, and his head was a shiny bald.

He wore a white headband around his forehead, and his nose was scrunched.

"Yeah, you! I'm talkin' to you!"

Xuan Wu gulps, angry midgets are dangerous.

He snickers, and then nods.

"You must be Chen Xi, correct?" He waits patiently for a reply.

Xuan Wu pauses. "Chen Xi? Who?"

The midget's face drops. "Are you not Chen XI?"

Xuan Wu shakes his head.

And then, the midget stomps his feet and storms off, perhaps looking for Chen Xi.

Xuan Wu exhales. "What just happened..."

He looks towards the betting area, and then grins. "I've read up on these types of tropes before, it's basically free money!"

He runs towards the betting area.

From the place where he just left, a Xun Shi emerges.

The scar on his eye gleaming, he looks around. There is a crowd of outer disciples behind him.

"Can you even believe it! The new disciple is already at the ninth layer!"

"Hmph, it's only because he is a superior-grade talent, I could do that too if I had it!"

"Haha, why are all of you parading around this clown?"

From the crowd, an arrogant disciple emerges.

Xun Shi turns around and glances at him. "And you are?"

"Hah! How insolent, not even knowing the great young master Wu Long, descendant of the Wu clan!"

Another disciple emerges, a follower of Wu Long.

Fatty Wang, who was also nearby, nearly spits out his food.

"W-Wu clan? The actual Wu clan?"

Xun Shi's eyes graze Fatty Wang, and then they narrow. "That fatty... I remember seeing him at the disciple entrance ceremony."

A female outer disciple excitedly looks at fatty Wang. "Care to explain some more?"

Fatty Wang laughs, and then nods, his fat jiggling. "You see, the Wu clan was exterminated over one thousand years ago!" He takes a bite out of the roast chicken that he was holding, swallows, and then continues.

"Wu Long, descendant of the Wu clan, is also known as 'Ghost of Wu'!"

A collective round of gasps emanate from the crowd, and then they discuss.

"How is he still alive after one thousand years!?"

"You idiot, maybe a small portion of the Wu clan escaped, I don't believe this story."

"Are you really trying to disrespect Senior brother Wu Long! Come fight me!"

"You think I'm scared!"

The crowd starts bickering, before a loud voice is heard.

"Silence, ALL of you!"

Boom!

Following the shout, a bulky man lands on the stone ground, causing a wave of dust to wash over the crowd.

He stands up, his gauntlet gleaming.

The crowd steps back out of pure fear.

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"What are you doing dancing around like clowns here!

He shouts, his voice deep and commanding.

Lee Kong scans the crowd, and then his eyes fall on Wu Long, who is currently trembling.

"Huhu, Wu Long is it? That bastards disciple..." Only for a moment do his eyes linger on Wu Long, and then he continues scanning the crowd, eventually glancing towards Xun Shi, who arrogantly stands his ground, unafraid.

"Good! Good! This is what I like to see, good!"

Suddenly, he stomps and lunges towards Xun Shi, stopping right in front of his face.

He towers above him, having to look down at him like Xun Shi was a mere ant.

"You must be the superior-grade talent... boy, how would you like to become my disciple, over at virility peak we—"

"Stand down, Kong."

The sect leader arrives, and following him are the two ally sect leaders, along with Abbot Zhi.

Abbot Zhi looks at Xun Shi intently, a dominating gaze in his eyes.

He licks his lips, rubs his belly, and flares his qi for a moment...

No matter what has happened in the past months, whether it was the troubles of the initiate mission, the supreme elders coercion, even elder Kong, not one of those has made him this afraid.

He trembles, cold sweat dripping down his body, though he tries hard to act strong.

Elder Kong's eyes narrow. Sect leader Gao Yong stands in front of the Abbot, blocking the confrontation, and then he smiles like nothing even happened.

"Great, just this way, it is up there."

Abbot Zhi laughs, following behind. He winks at Xun Shi, and continues moving.

Elder Kong clenches his fists, murderous intent in his eyes.

"That perverted bastard, every single year I wonder why the sect leader still allows him into the sect, especially after..."

He shakes his head, anger starting to overflow from his body.

"Another time." He says before flying off.

Xun Shi stands there, puzzled.

"Come on, the competition is about to start."

Wu Long exhales, and then walks towards the huge colosseum, which serves as the competition grounds.

Xun Shi follows, his gaze calculating.

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In another side of the competition grounds, Xuan Wu walks out of the betting stands, grinning ear to ear.

"Chen Xi, Long Ping, Tao Kang, you three better not fail me!"

After observing some of the beginner contestants, he picked who he deemed most worthy.

The outer competition battles go like so—

The first segment, layers one to three.

The second segment, layers four to six.

The third segment, layers seven to nine.

Xuan Wu is fighting in the first segment.

Suddenly, from all around an announcing voice is heard.

"The competition is about to begin, those not already in the colosseum will be disqualified."

Xuan Wu gulps, and then he runs as fast as he can towards the colosseum.

Cultivating really boosted his speed and stamina.

He doesn't look ahead of him, and bumps into Fatty Wang.

"Ah, which fatty blocked the way—oh it's you! Fatty Wang!"

Xuan Wu smiles, he hasn't seen this fatty in months.

Fatty Wang nods and chuckles, and they both move towards the stands, where they will be watching the first fights.

Split off into three different squares, cultivators in the first layer of qi gathering will fight in 1v1s.

A blue crystal shines, and then the announcing voice sounds once again.

"The first fights! Chen Xi versus Lin Wei! Jia Hui versus Fu Wuying! Ma Zedong versus Shen Shu!"

The audience cheers and converses, already beginning to speculate which will win.

"Hmm... Chen Xi, my first bet, you better win!"

Xuan Wu looks at Chen Xi with green eyes, salivating.

Fatty Wang grins, taking up two seats. "I put my money on Lin Wei."

Xuan Wu glances at Fatty Wang, and then chuckles. "We'll see, we'll see."

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