Chapter 1237: Chapter 416: I Have Three Great Hatreds
"Interesting."
Xiang Bei was a tall and outstanding young man, adorned in a luxurious martial outfit of black and gold that was tightly filled out by his muscles.
He always held his head high, pride brimming in his heavy pupils.
Among the top eight, there were five chosen warriors from the Overlord Countries.
Therefore, in the quarterfinals, at least two of the chosen from the Overlord Countries would clash ahead of time.
Qi Country and Chu Country happened to be the unlucky pair in this draw.
The remaining three chosen from the Overlord Countries would face opponents from outside those countries.
Mu Country’s Deng Qi was up against Snow Country’s Xie Ai.
Jingguo’s Yellow Sheri faced Summer Country’s touch of sympathy.
Qing Country’s Qin Zhizhen was to face Yong Country’s Beigong Ke.
Xiang Bei drew a bad lot, no doubt, but he only found it, "interesting."
The so-called "fortunes of the strong" mean that true strength is enough to resist any risk and can secure good outcomes even amid misfortune.
Thus, misfortune will no longer be misfortune.
Xiang Bei was undoubtedly a very confident person. After seeing the matchup list, he stepped onto the arena in a single stride.
Standing with downcast eyes, his face expressionless.
From beginning to end, he barely glanced at Jiang Wang.
It could certainly be called arrogance.
But it’s not just about Jiang Wang; this has always been his way.
He disdained the selection competition of the Yellow River Meeting at the Inner Mansion, and he was also famously arrogant in Chu Country.
During the internal selections in Chu Country, he personally defeated Zuo Guangshu, speaking these words—
"I harbor three great resentments: the first is that I was not born nine hundred years earlier, not having the chance to witness Huang Weizhen; the second is the tragic defeat in the Valley, where cries of sorrow resounded throughout Great Chu; the third is the early death of Zuo Guanglie. I lament the decline of the noble Zuo Family and the absence of the Flame Flower from this world! Despite having the world’s courage, I find no heroes in my sight!"
Huang Weizhen was a sage of Chu Country, the creator of Yanfa Pavilion, and it could be said that it was he who ushered in the era of Great Chu’s techniques surpassing all in the world.
The battle of the Valley needs no elaboration—it was a century-old pain for Chu Country, not just for Xiang Bei alone.
And his third great resentment was, within his own realm, he regarded only the once Zuo Guanglie as worthy to be his opponent.
It’s uncertain whether his perspective changed after this competition in the Outer Building’s unprecedented contest. Setting aside the Chongxuan Zun, Dou Zhao, also from Chu Country, shouldn’t allow him to still claim the absence of heroes.
But whether his views changed or not isn’t important.
Jiang Wang only knew that this man’s disdain for Zuo Guangshu had aggrieved the boy to the point where he spent several days and nights without leaving the Taixu Illusion Realm.
In the battle of the top eight, Jiang Wang did not consider encountering Xiang Bei unlucky.
On the contrary, he was very pleased and felt that things were going as he wished.
Different from Xiang Bei’s "disregard for all, considering all heroes trifle."
Jiang Wang, on the other hand, closely observed his opponent— from his neck down to the vital areas of his chest and abdomen.
He looked very earnestly.
From the moment he walked towards the arena, he was observing, and after stepping onto the arena, he continued.
He looked so intently that Xiang Bei could no longer lower his gaze.
Anybody being persistently sized up at their weak points would find it hard to maintain an air of indifference...
He could only lift his eyes and use those mysterious heavy pupils to meet Jiang Wang’s gaze.
Thanks to Jiang Wang’s earnestness, it can be said that the chosen warriors from Qi and Chu countries on the A-stage of the arena were the fastest to get into battle mode among those fighting for the top four spots.
If it weren’t for Yu Xi’s restraining light, the battle might have already begun.
Deng Qi glanced at the back of Jiang Wang and also casually observed Xiang Bei’s neck, before slowly stepping onto the arena to face his opponent of this round, Xie Ai from the bitterly cold Snow Country.
Xie Ai was beautiful.
How beautiful?
Yellow Sheri, already positioned on the C-stage of the arena and facing off against Touch of Sympathy, kept sneaking glances towards the D-stage—
That was the battleground of Xie Ai and Deng Qi.
Her skin was a cold white, with slender eyebrows and a thin face, showing little expression, but naturally evoking a feeling of compassion in others.
She indeed had a face too sorrowful.
As her name suggested, she was beautiful yet tragic.
Yellow Sheri wasn’t focusing all her energy on her appearance because she occasionally had to keep an eye on Jiang Wang...
Always paying attention, she really didn’t want this guy to steal the spotlight.
As for her opponent...
Could someone who has to strive hard even in a selection competition and heads towards the losers’ match be considered an opponent?
Of course, this was just Yellow Sheri’s own opinion.
She looked down on this style of acting, but that didn’t stop her opponent from reaching the top eight.
Being "ignored" was something totally different for Ye Luzhi than having a furious outburst; he was only happy, even eager for it.
But he feigned anger on the surface.
At the same time... he couldn’t help but pay attention to Jiang Wang.
If the Qi Country prodigy could be eliminated by the Chu Country prodigy in this round, it would be an ideal outcome. At least in the Inner Court, Summer Country’s results would not be inferior to Qi Country’s. And if he could seize the opportunity of Yellow Sheri’s negligence...
This Yellow River Gathering might just mark the beginning of Summer Country surpassing Qi Country!
The battles of the prodigies from the Overlord Countries are naturally the most eye-catching fights of the entire event.
Xiang Bei, who is arrogant, also has strength that matches his arrogance.
In the previous round of the top eight fight, he easily crushed Bai Yuxia, the prodigy from Yue Country. His famous weapon remained unused; relying only on his iron fists, it took him three punches to beat Bai Yuxia to near death.
Bai Yuxia, who had fought tough opponents all the way, was openly recognized for her strength and couldn’t be considered weak. It was just that her encounters were too fierce, and her foundation was already seen through. In an event like the Yellow River Gathering, she was destined not to go far.
And Qi Country’s prodigy Jiang Wang, with just one smile, scared his opponent, the Blood Ghost, into a backlash and a faint, leaving the stage. This created the record for the fastest victory in the history of the Yellow River Gathering.
It can’t help but make one wonder, to scare an opponent to such an extent, just how terrifying must this person be?
From any perspective, this battle is filled with excitement and anticipation.
All this attention...
Standing on the Arena, Jiang Wang had completely discarded it.
Now was the time for battle; he only focused on his opponent.
Only thinking about how to win.
He and his Longing had made all the preparations.
He wasn’t staring at Xiang Bei’s eyes, but at his shoulders.
Born with the Double Pupil Phenomenon, it was impossible not to cultivate Pupil Skills.
Although he had mastered the Eye of Qian Yang and possessed strong Divine Soul Strength, he had no intention of attacking where his enemy was strong.
Speaking of which, because of Lin Zhengren’s forfeiture, this was still the first time he felt Yu Xi’s clear glow up close.
The light seemed faint and insubstantial, with no might.
Yet there was a resolve that could not be overstepped.
Quietly flowing there, so thin as if a single breath could blow it away.
But he knew he couldn’t break through, and neither could his opponent.
When the declaration to start the fight rang out, that clear glow flowed away like water.
Jiang Wang’s hand rested on the hilt of his blade, and a black shadow had already passed before his eyes.
That shadow rapidly spread, and then all around was darkness, with no light in sight, entering a long night.
He had been hit by a Pupil Skill!
Xiang Bei’s Pupil Skill was too terrifying. Jiang Wang was on full alert and didn’t even look at his eyes, but he was still caught.
Inside Tongtian Palace, an alarm was sounding, that strong sense of crisis, and the discomfort transmitted by Dao Veins True Spirit...
It signified the invasion of an external enemy.
If at the Inner Mansion level, one can use soul attacks as a regular tactic, even able to invade the opponent’s Tongtian Palace – this was not a simple harassment tactic like Jiang Wang’s Soul Stealth Snake tactic that retreated upon entry.
Judging from the intensity of the invasion, this was a true battle at the Spiritual Soul Level!
Just one glance revealed the terror of Xiang Bei!
But...
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