Chapter 1137: Chapter 1137: Crushing Defeat
Xia Xin listened to Xun Tianhai’s words, and his emotions rose with tension as he said, “But I’m not confident I can convince our Abbot… the Abbot doesn’t seem to like interacting with the Xuann Association.”
Xun Tianhai remained silent for a mont and said, “You just need to convey what I said to the Abbot. If the Abbot still refuses to participate after hearing those words, then give the phone to the Abbot, and I’ll talk to her.”
This wasn’t a difficult task.
Xia Xin agreed, “Alright, I understand. I will talk to the Abbot later.”
Xun Tianhai thanked him and instructed Xia Xin to inform him imdiately if there were any developnts.
Xia Xin hung up the phone, glanced at the tightly closed door of Jiangli’s room, and didn’t imdiately go over to disturb her.
He thought for a mont, then turned to the side hall to ask Master Wu about the grand competition.
Fu’er had passed away early and had no knowledge of the grand competition.
Master Wu happened to know a little.
“Is it the grand competition between ChinaCountry and Sang Country every three years?” Master Wu asked upon hearing Xia Xin’s words.
Xia Xin nodded, “Master Wu, have you heard about it?”
Master Wu was holding a waterlon he had bought earlier that morning and was sharing it with Fu’er.
Upon hearing Xia Xin’s words, he took a bite of the waterlon before saying, “Of course, I’ve heard about it. Even though I’m a Loose Cultivator not listed in any directories, this event is considered a rare spectacle in ChinaCountry’s Xuann world. Those of us not on the list also rush over to watch and learn when we hear about it. I even attended the grand competition three years ago.”
Xia Xin beca invigorated upon hearing this, pulled over a small stool, and sat down in front of Master Wu, saying, “You participated in that year’s grand competition?”
Master Wu ate the waterlon and shook his head ambiguously, “No, I went as a spectator. But to speak of it… that year was a real disaster.”
Fu’er also perked up, “Disaster? How so?”
Master Wu said, “You guys probably don’t know, right? That year, the cultivators from ChinaCountry and the Onmyoji from Sang Country had a grand competition and were utterly defeated. It was best-of-three, and I originally thought it would be a 50-50 chance between us. Even if we lost, at least it would be two to one, right? But who could have imagined that we were completely swept, losing three to zero, and they won everything.”
Fu’er frowned, “Best-of-three; doesn’t the second match determine the winner? Why did they compete in the third match?”
Master Wu snorted, “Isn’t it because the people from Sang Country have no sha? They were terrible. The second match was already the match point, so winning ant there was no need for a third match. But they insisted, like they wanted to humiliate us, and insisted on a third match. After winning the second match, they imdiately issued a challenge, saying the third match would decide the outco. If we won the third match, the first two matches would be counted as our wins. If we conceded, they didn’t care because either way, we would surely lose without the third match.”
Those words were purely insulting.
If we didn’t agree, it would seem we had no backbone, no dignity.
At that ti, Qu Lin was the president.
Master Wu was on the spectators’ platform, watching Qu Lin and so of the association’s elders discussing the matter.
After a while, having considered it for a long ti, they finally agreed, saying no matter what, the third match had to be contested.
Even if not to regain face, to at least show they weren’t easily bullied, they couldn’t just let them win without a fight.
Even if it was a certain loss, they had to try their best.
Then, well…
They still suffered a crushing defeat in the third match.
“They lost the third match as well?” Xia Xin was sowhat surprised, “Not winning a single match, what were they competing in?”
Master Wu said, “At that ti, the first match seed to be fortune-telling on the street; I can’t quite rember the rules. The second match was exorcising an earthbound spirit, and the third match was breaking a battle formation.”
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