Zhao Ritian pursed his lips tightly and shook his head. "Your junior brother is pretty ruthless! To learn a skill, he's really willing to do anything!"
Long Aotian shook his head solemnly. "No, sothing's off."
Before long, Lu Chengwen and Pan ifeng walked out.
Pan ifeng was in front, with Lu Chengwen following closely behind, supporting her:
"Master's wife, I really admire you! How did you know I was missing a set of techniques? My master is careless, and now that I've joined the Four Gates, how could I possibly get by without any techniques? Hahaha!"
"Master's wife, take it slow; I'll support you. Oh wow, your bracelet is so beautiful!"
"Wait, there's a stone up ahead. Alright, I've kicked it away. Master's wife, please slow down..."
Pan ifeng was enjoying herself as Lu Chengwen fussed over her.
Sotis, emotions are a strange thing.
She had been sulking over Hun Tiangang for so many years, yet he remained on her mind.
Living alone and hidden from the world, she thought she had reached a state of tranquility. But seeing the next generation today unexpectedly stirred ripples in her heart.
As the saying goes, love the house, love the crow. Because her feelings for Hun Tiangang were so deep, seeing Hun Tiangang's disciple was like seeing her own disciple—or even her own child.
Especially this boy. Why is his sweet-talking so... irresistible?
Every word seed to worm its way into her heart!
This kid was smart, mischievous, adorable, and respectful of elders...
Who wouldn't like such a child?
Having a younger generation suddenly caring for her filled Pan ifeng's heart with warmth.
She looked up at the two still lying on the ground and imdiately felt her anger rising.
"Get up! One palm strike, and you're both down!?"
The two of them struggled to their feet, glaring at Lu Chengwen with disdain.
Zhao Ritian gritted his teeth and cursed, "Bootlicker!"
Long Aotian nodded in agreent. Noticing Pan ifeng about to sit down, he rushed over and swept the dust off a stone with his sleeve. "Master's wife, please sit. Take it slow, take it slow!"
Zhao Ritian was fuming.
Where's your heroic spirit?
How can you be so spineless!?
Damn it, once I get the teorite Ice Crystal and beco a Four-Gates master, I'll beat each of you to a pulp!
Pan ifeng pointed at Zhao Ritian. "Co here."
Zhao Ritian hurried over with a sycophantic grin. "Master's wife, you're looking so radiant today!"
Pan ifeng's face remained cold as she stared at him.
Zhao Ritian continued sucking up, "Oh wow, you seem to be in a great mood. That smile... so cheerful."
Pan ifeng's expression didn't change.
Zhao Ritian grew awkward and fell silent.
"The first round goes to Lu Chengwen. I hereby announce that the dium-sized teorite Ice Crystal belongs to him."
"Wait a mont!"
Zhao Ritian couldn't hold back. "Senior, you personally said that this competition would be fair, just, and open!"
"Yes, and?"
"You said, To master this technique, one must first self-castrate. That's what you said, right?"
"That's right. So?"
Zhao Ritian pointed at Lu Chengwen. "Did he self-castrate? Does he look like soone who... has been self-castrated? You can't deceive the younger generation like this! Isn't this rigging the competition? An inside job?"
Pan ifeng glanced at Lu Chengwen. "You explain."
Lu Chengwen said, "Yes, Master's wife did say, To master this technique, one must first self-castrate."
Long Aotian was curious. "And then?"
Lu Chengwen replied, "I was scared out of my mind! We're proper n; how could we possibly self-castrate, right? And besides, after castration..."
Lu Chengwen sneaked a glance at Luo Shiyin, who blushed deeply and quickly avoided eye contact.
"...it's not really functional anymore! I was petrified and begged Master's wife, 'Is there no other way?'"
Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian asked in unison, "And then?"
"Master's wife said, 'It's fine.'"
The two of them stared at him, their eyes as wide as saucers. "That's it!?"
"Yep," Lu Chengwen said. "For this technique, whether or not you self-castrate doesn't really make a difference."
Both of them turned to look at Pan ifeng. She calmly adjusted her clothes, looking as if nothing had happened.
Zhao Ritian lost it. "Then why did you make us self-castrate?"
Long Aotian muttered, "Master's wife, that's too biased..."
"How am I biased?"
Zhao Ritian said, "Since self-castration isn't necessary to learn the technique, why didn't you tell us!?"
"Did you ask?" Pan ifeng replied sharply. "As soon as you heard 'self-castration,' you started howling. Did you ask!?"
Zhao Ritian froze. "So... it was just one question away?"
Pan ifeng said, "In life, many things co down to just one sentence."
Lu Chengwen nodded in agreent and sighed. "If only Master and Master's wife hadn't missed that one sentence back then, things wouldn't have turned out like this."
Pan ifeng sighed. "Xiao Luzi, don't follow in our footsteps. When love cos, seize it."
Long Aotian added coldly, "He has plenty of girlfriends."
Pan ifeng brightened up. "Really?"
Lu Chengwen was embarrassed. "Uh... I guess... sort of..."
"That's wonderful!"
Zhao Ritian and Long Aotian were dumbfounded. Even if this guy played multiplayer gas, you'd praise him as a ti-managent genius!?
Pan ifeng said, "Get married early and have lots of kids."
She sighed. "Your master never started a school because of . It's not easy for him to have a disciple as talented as you. His skills can't just die with him. You must expand your Yan Zhao Sect and pass it on!"
Lu Chengwen felt reassured.
"I'll do my best to date and marry! Lots and lots of dating! The more, the better! And I'll make sure they all respect Master and Master's wife!"
"Good child, so understanding."
Pan ifeng handed over the smallest piece of the teorite Ice Crystal. "This dium-sized piece is yours now."
Zhao Ritian was furious but helpless.
Long Aotian felt conflicted but could only focus on the larger piece of the teorite Ice Crystal.
Pan ifeng stood up. "The second round will test martial arts."
Upon hearing this, Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian's eyes lit up, and they both turned to look at Lu Chengwen.
Lu Chengwen thought to himself, What the heck?!
How can I even compete? I'm only in the fourth level of the beginner stage, and these two are already in the advanced fourth level!
Not to ntion, their advanced fourth level is much stronger than a regular advanced fourth level...
Pan ifeng said, "Alright, you two girls, draw a big circle on the ground with sticks. Then the three of you will have a free-for-all in the circle. Whoever steps out loses. The winner gets the big chunk of teorite ice crystal."
Zhao Ritian laughed loudly. "Hahaha! Now this is what I call fair, just, and open! Let's do it!"
Long Aotian also leaped into the circle, clapping his hands. "Junior brother, co on!"
Lu Chengwen thought for a mont and said, "Senior brother, can I say sothing?"
"Hm?"
Lu Chengwen leaned closer to him and whispered, "We're from the sa sect, senior brother. I'll help you win this round."
Long Aotian's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"Of course! I already said before, the big one's yours!"
Long Aotian nodded. "You're the best! Junior brother, you're becoming more and more impressive in my eyes."
Lu Chengwen said, "All three pieces must stay between the two of us. As long as we get them, it doesn't matter who holds them—it's all in the family. Who is he to compete with us?"
Long Aotian laughed. "Alright. I'll be the main attacker; you just distract him at the right ti."
"Got it."
"Hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, hey!" Zhao Ritian shouted. "Senior, they're plotting to work together! Aren't you going to intervene?"
"I already said it's a free-for-all. You can team up with soone too."
Zhao Ritian widened his eyes. Team up? With whom?!
Those two are brothers!
Zhao Ritian thought about it. In a straightforward martial contest, Lu Chengwen wasn't much of a threat—one move and he'd be out.
But Long Aotian was a different story. They had fought before.
His inner strength was incredibly strong, and his defense was even more robust! He was a tough opponent.
This ant that the main competitor here was Long Aotian.
For Zhao Ritian, there were only two strategies:
First, eliminate Lu Chengwen instantly, forcing him out of the circle and then dealing with Long Aotian alone.
But this was risky and unpredictable.
Second, convince Lu Chengwen to betray his senior brother and attack Long Aotian at a critical mont.
The second option gave him the highest chance of winning. And after that, Lu Chengwen wouldn't be a threat to him.
The problem was, Lu Chengwen and he had a grudge, and Lu Chengwen was his junior brother. The odds of him agreeing were slim.
At that mont, Qi ishao said, "That Lu Chengwen, always scheming. He's probably plotting against the young master again. Shiyin, what should we do?"
"Huh?" Luo Shiyin scratched her head. "In all the previous battles, it was always Lu Chengwen who took the advantage. This ti, I have no idea."
Zhao Ritian overheard this.
Oh ho! So the two brothers aren't as close as they seem!
He called out loudly, "Brother Chengwen, care to chat?"
Long Aotian imdiately grabbed Lu Chengwen. "What's there to talk about with him?!"
Lu Chengwen said, "Let go listen. Let's see how this idiot plans to win over."
"Hey, you..."
Zhao Ritian was delighted to see this.
At this mont, Long Aotian beca nervous.
Lu Chengwen had tricked him more than once or twice before. Could it happen again?
No, it shouldn't. He and Zhao Ritian don't have any real connection, right?
For himself, the best tactic was undoubtedly to team up with his junior brother to take down the outsider first.
After that, Lu Chengwen would be easy to handle.
But for Lu Chengwen, things were far more complicated.
Helping either side ant death.
In the end, he would lose regardless.
Whoever won the teorite ice crystal would beco significantly stronger. Once they returned to Snow City, Lu Chengwen would still end up suffering.
Zhao Ritian said, "You and your senior brother don't seem to get along that well. Look, we've got so history too—you even smacked with a stick once—but let's call it even. Help today, and I'll help you in the next round."
Lu Chengwen looked at him. "You promise? The next round has the largest teorite ice crystal—you'll help ?"
"Absolutely!"
Lu Chengwen leaned closer to Zhao Ritian. "If you can kill him, I'll even give you the piece I have on ."
Zhao Ritian was shocked.
Wow. I've heard of sect mbers killing each other, but this level of hatred?
"Are you serious?"
Lu Chengwen said, "It's just the two of us in the sect. If he's gone, I'll be the senior disciple. With him around, I'm just an errand boy. What do you think?"
"Not to ntion, he's bullied more than once!"
On the side, Qi ishao shouted, "Lu Chengwen! I knew you were up to no good! Young master, they're trying to set you up!"
Lu Chengwen gave Zhao Ritian a look. Zhao Ritian nodded, signaling he understood.
Lu Chengwen walked back to Long Aotian. "It's settled."
Long Aotian squinted at him suspiciously. "What did you two talk about?"
"What else? We agreed to team up against you."
"You..."
"You idiot. I was just deceiving him! Do you want to win or not?"
"Oh, oh. Junior brother, we can't fight each other—we've sworn not to."
"Of course! But you'd better take him down!"
Lu Chengwen gritted his teeth and said, "This way, the third round will just be you and . The teorite ice crystals won't fall into the hands of outsiders."
Long Aotian nodded. "Don't worry. This guy's bound to be my enemy sooner or later. I won't let him go."
Pan ifeng impatiently said, "Are you going to fight or not? If not, I'll co in and beat you all up."
The three of them spread out. With a loud "Begin!" the three imdiately got into their stances.
The three circled each other, moving slowly.
Three people. Six hundred thoughts racing.
They had strategized so much that no one could tell who was on whose side.
Pan ifeng watched for a full ten minutes.
"You three here to pose? Fight already!"
Lu Chengwen shouted, "What are you waiting for?!"
Long Aotian and Zhao Ritian imdiately lunged at each other and started fighting.
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