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Chapter 190: The Ten Challenges Bet
The first round of the two competitions quickly concluded, and more than half of the over twenty thousand participants were eliminated. By the time the second round of the competition began, only a little over ten thousand remained.
Fortunately, Sun Zhe and his group of four all managed to pass the first round of the competition. Even Zhao Ang, who was the weakest among them, narrowly won his match. Although this achievement was not particularly remarkable, it was enough to satisfy their expectations. Even his grandfather, Dongfang Quan, probably did not anticipate that he would successfully advance to the second round of selection. He had now exceeded his mission.
In the second round of the competition, it was not Shen Yan who started first, but rather Sun Zhe. Coincidentally, it was the first match in Arena Eight, and naturally, everyone went to cheer for Sun Zhe without question.
"Hey, Yiting sister, are you here to cheer for Brother Sun too?"
Seeing Pang Yiting and her group walking towards Arena Eight, Shen Yan immediately showed a happy expression. In her view, Pang Yiting must have seen the competition information on the board next to the square and came specifically to support Sun Zhe.
However, to her surprise, Pang Yiting seemed stunned upon hearing her words. Not only did she not respond, but she also exchanged glances with several sisters accompanying her, all showing a hint of astonishment in their eyes.
"What’s wrong? Do you have a friend competing in Arena Eight?"
Sun Zhe sensed something was off. The board did not display any names, and since Pang Yiting did not know his contestant number, she was clearly not there to cheer for him. Moreover, even if she were cheering for someone, it would likely just be her alone. The only possibility was that one of Pang Yiting's friends was also competing in Arena Eight, and it was highly likely that they were a disciple from Hua Qing Sect.
"What match are you in?"
Without answering Sun Zhe's question, Pang Yiting and her companions seemed to share a mutual understanding and asked Sun Zhe in unison.
Seeing their expressions, Sun Zhe suddenly felt an ominous premonition; it seemed...
"He is in the first match. I’m with you, Yiting sister; I..." Zhao Ang’s words were cut off as Kuangba pulled him back. After some discussion among everyone, they decided that whenever Zhao Ang "acted up," Kuangba would hold him back. However, Zhao Ang's words undoubtedly revealed to Pang Yiting and her friends the answer they were looking for.
Hearing Zhao Ang's response, Pang Yiting and her companions exchanged glances, a hint of glee evident in their eyes.
"Wan'er, we will observe a moment of silence for you!"
The four of them turned to the youngest girl beside them, laughing in unison. It was clear that this girl was none other than Nangong Wan'er, the opponent in Sun Zhe's match.
...
Standing on the arena of the competition, Sun Zhe wore a bitter smile. He never expected that his second opponent would be Pang Yiting's junior sister, Nangong Wan'er. If it were someone else, Sun Zhe could have gone all out, but facing such a cute girl left him at a loss for what to do, especially since she was Pang Yiting's junior.
However, no matter what, Sun Zhe certainly could not forfeit. After all, he had already made so many preparations, and this opportunity was extremely valuable; he had to return to the Nine Continents Mainland!
Yet this obviously underage girl left him unsure of how to proceed. He couldn't treat her the same way he did with that disciple from the Purple Blade Sect. If he did that, Pang Yiting would probably come after him fiercely.
As Sun Zhe looked at Nangong Wan'er, she was also sizing him up. Before leaving for the competition, she had caught a glimpse of Sun Zhe's performance. To be honest, she was indeed startled by how he had performed.
Although Sun Zhe wasn't particularly handsome, he exuded a sense of strength and steadiness. Growing up surrounded by admiration, she didn't feel an instant attraction but held no ill feelings toward him either. When Sun Zhe was almost struck down, she felt a bit worried; she just didn't expect this man to be so fierce in his attacks, defeating his opponent so decisively.
"Considering Yiting's face, could you not hit me as hard as you did that person? I'm afraid it will hurt..."
After a moment of hesitation, Nangong Wan'er timidly glanced at Sun Zhe and spoke softly. In her impression, Sun Zhe had become synonymous with ruthlessness and cruelty. Now she hoped her senior sister's influence would work; after all, it seemed like he had a good relationship with her sister Yiting.
Hearing Nangong Wan'er's innocent words made three black lines appear on Sun Zhe's forehead. It sounded as if he were some kind of villain. The way he dealt with that disciple from the Purple Blade Sect was because that person was his enemy and showed no mercy; naturally, Sun Zhe wouldn't hold back. But he had no grievances with her—how could he go so hard on her?
"How about this: you can make the first move!"
After pondering for a while, Sun Zhe slowly spoke, his tone resembling that of someone coaxing a child. After finishing, Sun Zhe couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, not expecting that he would actually have to ask someone to take action against him.
However, Nangong Wan'er hesitated for a moment but still did not make a move. Just when Sun Zhe could no longer hold back and was about to speak, she finally uttered a sentence.
"I dare not..."
Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe's forehead was no longer marked with three black lines; instead, it was covered in them. Faced with such a girl, he truly didn't know what to do this time. If she was too afraid to make a move, did that mean he really had to act first and push her off the Arena?
"Haha... Sun Zhe, you have your troubles today. I never expected this, truly unexpected..." Zhao Ang immediately exclaimed with glee from the side.
"Brother Sun, you don't need to hold back. Wan'er's strength is quite formidable; don't be fooled by her..." Pang Yiting added fuel to the fire, shouting loudly with a face full of schadenfreude. Shen Yan, standing next to Pang Yiting, couldn't help but smile but felt helpless and could only silently mourn for Sun Zhe's predicament.
"Wan'er, you need to give it your all! Aren't you supposed to defeat the big bad demon? If you defeat the big bad demon, then all your sisters will listen to you in the future."
Unexpectedly, Pang Yiting's fellow disciple was even more aggressive and directly urged Nangong Wan'er to take action against Sun Zhe, even calling him the big bad demon without holding back. However, this only aligned with Sun Zhe's wishes; as long as Nangong Wan'er took action, he could then force her off the Arena.
As they shouted, the onlookers around also began to cheer. One was a fierce expert from the Star Ranking List, while the other was a talented beauty from Hua Qing Sect; such a tangled situation was precisely what they loved to see.
"But Wan'er still dares not..."
Hearing the chorus of shouts from the crowd, tears sparkled in the girl's eyes, clearly indicating that her fear of Sun Zhe was more than just a little bit.
Upon hearing Nangong Wan'er's words, everyone turned their gaze toward Sun Zhe in unison. Their looks were not filled with blame but rather sympathy for him. Encountering such an exceptional opponent was likely one of the last things someone like Sun Zhe would want.
At this moment, even the Elder of the Temple beside them was at a loss. This was clearly not a deliberate delay by Sun Zhe, nor was it that Nangong Wan'er did not want to take action. If anyone were to be blamed, it could only be the person who drew the lots for the groups; why on earth were these two placed in the same group? They were simply not meant to be together.
Just when Sun Zhe was at a loss, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him, and he immediately took a step forward, closing the distance between himself and Nangong Wan'er.
However, as soon as Nangong Wan'er saw Sun Zhe's movement, she instinctively took two steps back, her face filled with intense vigilance, as if Sun Zhe had committed some grave wrongdoing.
"Alright, I won't come over. Just let me finish what I have to say," Sun Zhe said helplessly, taking a step back and addressing Nangong Wan'er.
"Fine, you stay there. Don't come over."
Don't come over... The two competitors actually told each other not to come closer. Hearing such childish words, everyone deeply felt Sun Zhe's helplessness. However, coming from Nangong Wan'er, this adorable girl, it seemed entirely reasonable.
Sun Zhe was too lazy to reason with her and directly asked, "You don't want to give up and admit defeat, do you?"
"If I lose, my mother will definitely think I'm useless, so I can't lose," Nangong Wan'er replied seriously, blinking her eyes.
It was quite an unreasonable reason. Sun Zhe sighed inwardly; however, reasoning with such a girl seemed pointless. He continued to ask, "You're also afraid that I'll take action against you, right?"
"Mm-hmm."
This time, Nangong Wan'er responded very quickly. It wasn't that she was afraid to act against Sun Zhe; rather, she feared that if she did take action, Sun Zhe would retaliate—that was what truly frightened her.
"But we can't avoid the competition, otherwise both of us will be disqualified, right?"
Sun Zhe guided step by step.
Nangong Wan'er nodded in agreement; Sun Zhe was indeed correct.
"Let's make a bet. I won't fight back. If you can touch any part of my body within ten moves, I'll admit defeat and step down. But if you can't touch me at all in those ten moves, then you have to admit defeat. What do you think?" After saying this, Sun Zhe quietly waited for Nangong Wan'er's response; this was the best solution he could think of.
"But you can only move within this Arena." After thinking for a moment, Nangong Wan'er added another condition.
"If I step off the Arena, then I've already lost. That's only natural," Sun Zhe rolled his eyes and explained to the girl opposite him with some helplessness.
"Alright, I agree."
As soon as she finished speaking, Nangong Wan'er stretched out both hands, and a large number of hidden weapons suddenly scattered from her palms, directly enveloping the entire Arena!
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