Urban Invincible Medical Divine

Chapter 420: Chapter 287: Got it Wrong, Right?

Liu Wentian smiled and said, “How could that be? Elder Leng, you might have made a mistake.”

He actually hadn’t planned to mention the refusal to sell martial skills to the Xiang Family, which could have already infuriated them, otherwise the Sheng Family would probably have been scared out of their wits.

Upon hearing this, Elder Leng’s expression did not relax at all. Frowning, he said, “In that case, it is very likely that the Xiang Family is planning to stand with the Zhou Family. This is going to be troublesome!”

Upon hearing these words, Liu Wentian simply smiled noncommittally. At that moment, he felt many eyes full of resentment and enmity fixed upon him. Following the sensation, he turned his head and saw more than twenty people staring at him intently.

At first, he was somewhat puzzled, but then he saw the big character “Zhou” next to those people on the arena stage, and he understood.

His mouth twisted into a smile, but his eyes became as cold as ice.

The person leading these people was an elderly man with an eye gaze as sharp as a knife. If Liu Wentian had not guessed wrong, he should be Zhou Yi’s grandfather!

Indeed, Elder Leng had also noticed these people. His face fell, and he said, “These are the Zhou Family members. That elder leading them is Zhou Yi’s grandfather, Zhou Boxun, a formidable early-stage King Martial!”

As Elder Leng spoke, Zhou Boxun’s gaze grew even sharper, as if it had turned into two real swords slicing through the air, aiming to pierce both Liu Wentian and Elder Leng right through!

Apart from the Zhou Family members, Liu Wentian also noticed that many others were casting hostile looks in their direction, likely families that were in good terms with the Zhou Family.

Beyond that, there were also looks of indifference or Schadenfreude of various kinds, clearly understanding the conflict between the Sheng Family and the Zhou Family and waiting to see how the Zhou Family would deal with the Sheng Family!

Liu Wentian’s lips curled into a cold smirk. Since these people wanted to see a good show, he would give them an unexpectedly good performance to watch!

After a short while, people from the corresponding families had already taken their places beside each platform. At the forefront, on a stage-like area, the elderly man from the Xiang Family who had been next to Xiang Huowu stepped forward.

The noise in the venue subsided as soon as the elder appeared above. His piercing gaze surveyed the crowd, and immediately, no one dared to make a racket!

“Ladies and gentlemen, I am Xiang Pingning of the Xiang Family, and I’m very pleased to preside over this event. Today is the annual grand gathering of the Ancient Martial World in Guangnan Province. I believe you all have been eagerly awaiting this event. I won’t waste words. Let me briefly repeat the rules!”

Although Xiang Pingning did not use any microphone or similar amplifying device, his booming voice echoed in every corner of the venue, leaving the ordinary people in attendance in awe at this seemingly simple feat that they found utterly inconceivable.

Even many of the ancient martial artists present felt a chill in their hearts at his display. To them, his simple act was something most of them couldn’t achieve!

“The competition will be divided into two parts. The first part is a contest among the younger generation; those above 30 years old may not participate. I hope the young talents from various families will be able to showcase their abilities. The second part will be the family battles. There are no restrictions for the competing parties. If someone issues a challenge and it is not accepted, then it’s an automatic concession. I discourage anyone from conceding without a fight, as it’s not just about the benefits but the dignity of an ancient martial artist!”

“Also, in principle, I hope everyone will hold back, but after all, fists and kicks have no eyes. Under such circumstances, no one will dare to hold back, so if any accidents happen, it will be considered destiny, and no further pursuit of responsibility will be allowed after the fact! I will say no more, the Ancient Martial Arts Competition officially starts now!”

After finishing, Xiang Pingning stepped down from the stage, and the venue once again became noisy. The first part was the contest among the young generation. Many had already chosen their targets, and the challenges began immediately.

On the side of the Sheng Family, their younger generation was not particularly distinguished and they opted for a defensive approach.

At this time, a young man from the Sheng Family’s third generation stepped onto their own platform.

This person was Leng Yonghao, Sheng Qianmei’s cousin. With his mid-stage Postnatal cultivation, he was considered one of the prominent figures among the young generation of the Sheng Family!

At first, a few young people from other families came to challenge him, but none were very strong, at best only around the same level as Leng Yonghao’s mid-stage Postnatal cultivation. Leng Yonghao maintained the upper hand, especially when facing a mid-stage Postnatal opponent by using the “Carefree Transcendent Palm” given by Liu Wentian to the Sheng Family. Although Leng Yonghao had only grasped the surface of the palm technique, in Liu Wentian’s view, it was already sufficient for him to triumph.

Although the fights appeared fierce, with punches and kicks seeming extremely violent and the bouts intensely fierce, the clashes among the younger generation ultimately still lacked real animosity, and they all aimed to demonstrate their power without causing actual harm.

Over time, Leng Yonghao won against several challengers, boosting the morale of the Sheng Family. The members of other families were somewhat surprised, with many discussing what kind of palm technique Leng Yonghao had used, noting it seemed somewhat different from the Sheng Family’s traditional techniques.

“Way to go, Brother Hao! Just like that, let everyone understand that our Sheng Family is not to be trifled with!”

“That’s right, Brother Hao! You’re the strongest; show them what our Sheng Family is made of!”

“Haha! It seems like no one else is coming forward to challenge. Brother Hao is too powerful!”

“…”

The Sheng Family’s youngsters were excitable, nearly dancing with joy, thrilled about the chance to shine in such an event.

Leng Yonghao on the stage also wore a happy smile. He had studied hard for many years, all for the sake of making a name for himself this very day!

At that moment, a man about thirty years old approached.