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The sky remained gloomy, with cold winds howling and snowflakes drifting down.
However, this harsh weather could not dampen the enthusiasm of the spectators. At that moment, the Martial Arts Selection Tournament was packed with tens of thousands of onlookers, creating a dense crowd in the vast square that made it feel almost impossible to move.
If the Martial Arts Selection Tournament was the grand event of Spirit Martial Town, then today's showdown could be considered the climax of this grand occasion.
The exceptionally talented Ye Tian faced off against the strongest Xu Ao. It was a battle of titans—who would emerge victorious? Who would take the top spot? This question was undoubtedly the reason behind the throngs of people gathered to watch.
Due to the overcast sky, it was difficult to discern the exact time, but it felt like there was less than an incense stick's worth of time left before the match began.
In the Cold Family's spectator area, Cold Boyuan gazed intently at the figure slowly approaching from afar.
"Ye Tian is here! Everyone, look! Ye Tian is here!" Someone in the crowd spotted Ye Tian first and shouted excitedly.
As that person called out, the atmosphere in the arena became lively. People eagerly stood on their tiptoes, hoping to validate their expectations through Ye Tian.
In no time, Ye Tian reached the crowd. Facing the enthusiastic cheers, he responded with a polite smile and made his way through the parted crowd toward the Arena.
"Ye Tian doesn't seem very spirited..." A nearby spectator noticed this and called out to Ye Tian, "You're up against Xu Ao today; he's a Five-Stage Warrior Definition. Do you think you can win?"
Ye Tian smiled at this remark and replied playfully, "What do you think?" before continuing on his way.
The person was taken aback by his response and began to ponder. Turning to those around him, he said, "Ye Tian has no confidence at all. Just look at his expression; he probably didn't sleep well last night because he was worried."
Before long, this comment spread throughout the crowd. However, as it circulated from one person to another, its original meaning changed.
A middle-aged spectator turned to someone next to him and said, "Ye Tian is so worried about not being able to defeat Xu Ao that he couldn't sleep a wink last night!"
The man was taken aback for a moment. Although he was somewhat skeptical, he quickly came to terms with it: "That's true, a second-tier against a fifth-tier, the strength difference is evident. No matter how talented he is, it won't help." After saying this, he turned around and told the people behind him, "Ye Tian knows his strength isn't enough; he was so scared that he couldn't sleep all night!"
"Ye Tian was frightened by Xu Ao. Sigh... what a disappointment to our expectations of him!"
"Ye Tian wants to surrender; who would have thought this kid would be such a coward before the fight even started!"
"Ye Tian has privately arranged with Xu Ao to let him lose gracefully!"
...
The crowd was buzzing with discussions, but Ye Tian didn't mind. He had long been aware of the gossiping nature of the residents of Spirit Martial Town. No matter what they said about him, as long as he could win against Xu Ao, all the rumors would naturally dissipate.
"Uncle Leng, Uncle Leng..." Ye Tian arrived at the Cold Family's viewing platform and greeted everyone with a smile.
Seeing Ye Tian still appearing calm and composed, Cold Boyuan felt a bit relieved and cautiously asked, "Xiao Tian, last night...?"
In response to Cold Boyuan's question, Ye Tian lightly said, "Please wait and see, Uncle Leng."
Ding ding ding ding...
The sound of the gong rang out. Upon hearing it, Ye Tian quickly bid farewell to everyone and made his way to the arena.
"Xu Ao is here!"
The crowd that had been discussing Ye Tian immediately shifted their focus, their eyes all turning towards the figure in a bright red robe. The gap in the crowd widened significantly compared to before.
As the crowd parted, Xu Ao came into Ye Tian's view.
Xu Ao was still dressed in red, walking with an exaggerated posture. His presence was quite domineering, and as he looked around, a sense of pride mixed with disdain was evident on his face.
“Martial Arts Selection Tournament Finals, Ye Tian vs. Xu Ao, begin!”
Elder Ge announced loudly, then turned his gaze to the still swaying Xu Ao, saying, “Please step onto the stage, contestants.”
Hearing this, Xu Ao laughed heartily and said, “Elder Ge, I don’t think it’s necessary for me to step onto the stage. Is there any suspense left in this match?”
As soon as Xu Ao said this, the spectators gasped in surprise. At this moment, they were convinced that Ye Tian had secretly conceded to Xu Ao, otherwise how could the former be so arrogant?
“Enough nonsense. If a contestant does not step onto the stage within a stick of incense’s time, it will be considered a forfeit,” Elder Ge said irritably, then without looking at him again, he left the Arena.
Seeing this, Xu Ao sneered and casually walked onto the stage, thinking to himself, “Old fool, I know you want Ye Tian to win. But don’t worry, the more you want him to win, the more I’ll make him lose miserably!”
With this thought in mind, Xu Ao cast a disdainful glance at Ye Tian, sneering, “So tell me, how do you want to die?”
“Oh? How can you make me die?” Ye Tian replied teasingly.
“Ha ha! That’s not something that can be explained in a short time. How about having your meridians severed? Or being smashed to pieces? Or you could kneel down and I might spare your life as a dog!” After saying this, Xu Ao burst into laughter.
Upon hearing this, Ye Tian also chuckled lightly and then fixed a provocative gaze on Xu Ao, saying, “Since you’re so confident, let’s raise the stakes, shall we?”
“Raise the stakes?” Xu Ao looked surprised for a moment but quickly returned to normal. He then burst into wild laughter and gasped for breath, saying, “Have you lost your mind or are you still half asleep? Do you really think you can defeat me? You actually dare to talk about raising the stakes! That’s just too damn funny!”
“Are you afraid?” In response to Xu Ao’s contempt, Ye Tian was not angry; instead, his eyes gleamed with even more provocation.
“Pah!” Xu Ao spat heavily and said fiercely, “Afraid? You should take a look at yourself and see what you are!”
“Ha ha! Since that’s the case, does that mean you agree?”
“What nonsense are you spouting? After I kill you, I still have to go enjoy myself at Spring Breeze Tower! ” Xu Ao thought nothing of it. As a Five-Stage Warrior, he believed that taking down Ye Tian, who was merely a second-stage warrior, would be no different from defeating Deng Suyang. It would all be effortless.
"If I lose, you can do whatever you want with me. If I win, you must be prepared to face the consequences!" Ye Tian put away his playful demeanor and spoke sternly.
The reason Ye Tian made such a bet was that he understood that after reaching the Fourth-Stage Warrior level, he had a certain chance of defeating Xu Ao, but directly killing him might still be unrealistic.
"Hahaha!" Xu Ao laughed as if he had heard the greatest joke, pointing at Ye Tian and unable to speak.
"Are you going to accept this bet or not?" Ye Tian shouted fiercely, his voice sharp enough to startle Xu Ao.
After a moment of reaction, Xu Ao looked around at the spectators: "This wild brat wants to bet his life against mine! What do you call this? That phrase is too flowery; I can't quite think of it. Hahaha!"
"Overestimating oneself!"
"Like an ant trying to stop a chariot!"
"Like using an egg to strike a rock!" Some troublemakers in the audience immediately shouted out, helping Xu Ao insult Ye Tian.
"Exactly, like using an egg to strike a rock!" Xu Ao laughed at the person and then turned back, his gaze suddenly turning cold as he said to Ye Tian, "I accept! If you want to die, I will make sure your wish comes true!"
"Good!" Ye Tian felt relieved when he saw Xu Ao take the bait. He then cupped his hands toward Elder Ge and said, "Elder Ge, I have a request. Today, Xu Ao and I voluntarily establish a bet: the loser will be at the mercy of the winner. I hope Elder Ge can act as a witness to prevent anyone from going back on their word later!"
Elder Ge was unaware of the enmity between Ye Tian and Xu Ao, but after hearing Xu Ao's words, he still stepped onto the stage. With a sincere expression, he said to Ye Tian, "Young man, don't be impulsive. With your Second-Stage Warrior strength, you are definitely not his match. Wouldn't that just mean giving up your life for nothing? Perhaps you have a grudge against Xu Ao, but a gentleman takes revenge ten years later; I hope you can think carefully..."
"Thank you for your reminder, Elder Ge, but my mind is made up." Ye Tian firmly interrupted Elder Ge's advice.
Xu Ao watched coldly from the side and felt delighted by Ye Tian's actions: "Heh heh, this wild brat really seems tired of living. If I wanted to kill him before, Cold Boyuan would definitely intervene. Now it's good; with Elder Ge as a witness, no matter how powerful Cold Boyuan is, he wouldn't dare act recklessly in front of Elder Ge."
Elder Ge wanted to persuade him again, but facing Ye Tian's resolute attitude, he could only give up. With a light sigh, he announced loudly: "Today, Ye Tian and Xu Ao establish a bet; the winner holds the power of life and death over the loser and cannot go back on their word!"
Elder Ge was someone of great authority; once he spoke these words, the bet was firmly established. No one present could think of going back on it.
"Xiao Tian is being too arrogant!" On the stands of the Cold Family, Cold Boyuan slammed the table, stood up abruptly, and quickly walked to the Arena. He cupped his hands towards Elder Ge and said, "Elder Ge, Ye Tian is young and impulsive. This kind of bet goes against the original intention of the Martial Arts Selection Tournament!"
"What does Brother Bo Yuan mean? Are you suggesting that Elder Ge should take back his words?" Xu Tai's voice came from the opposite stand. Faced with the opportunity to eliminate Ye Tian, a significant threat, how could he let it slip away?
"That's right. Brother Bo Yuan's love for talent is well-known, but if you insist on intervening in matters like this, it might just make you a laughingstock!" Wang Tianba's voice chimed in, as he casually sipped his tea and coldly remarked, his expression full of schadenfreude.
"Uncle Leng, don't worry. I won't lose," Ye Tian said to the anxious Cold Boyuan, his expression quite determined.
"Bo Yuan, a gentleman's word is like a swift horse. Since Ye Tian has publicly promised, if he were to retract it now, he would have no face to stand in Spirit Martial Town in the future. I understand your feelings, but a man must be responsible for what he has said," Elder Ge said as he patted Cold Boyuan's shoulder sympathetically.
Cold Boyuan pondered for a moment upon hearing this. Although he was reluctant, Elder Ge's words were indeed true. If he allowed Ye Tian to go back on his word today, no matter how high Ye Tian might rise in the future, he would always be pointed at and ridiculed.
"Xiao Tian, be careful," Cold Boyuan sighed lightly and then turned back to the stands.
As Cold Boyuan left, Elder Ge returned to the stage and after confirming that both parties had no objections, he announced loudly once again: "The bet between Ye Tian and Xu Ao is set! Begin!"
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