SFS Chapter 496 I'll grant your wish (22)
Chapter 496 I'll grant your wish (22)
Xiong Bufan was not surprised to hear that Xu Da had been rescued; in fact, it was something he had expected.
Mo Qiong: "Master, should we bring him back?"
"No need, let's focus on preparing for the martial arts tournament."
"Yes."
The smaller sects fled, and some of the larger sects left after obtaining the secret manuals. When the day of the martial arts tournament arrived, only three or four major sects remained to guard the Mo Shan Sect.
Uncle Fu and Aunt Tian were still very worried. When Xiong Bufan went to the arena, they prepared a soft armor for her, as well as many weapons, hoping that she would be able to use them.
Xiong Bufan stood on the arena and said with a serious expression, "Who wants to challenge me?"
"Or would you all come together?"
The sects below the stage shook their heads; how could they possibly defeat this witch?
The atmosphere was a little awkward. Liu Changcun spoke up, "Sect Leader Mo, we are not here to fight, but to exchange martial arts skills."
Xiong Bufan tilted her head to look at Liu Changcun; she always felt that this man had ill intentions.
Liu Changcun felt a little guilty under the gaze, but he still continued, "Let us older generation retire behind the scenes and leave the martial arts exchanges to our disciples."
Going up to fight Xiong Bufan in the ring now would be suicide; it would be better to send his apprentice to the ring, at least he could survive.
As soon as Liu Changcun finished speaking, he received unanimous approval from all the major sects.
They also let Mochou experience what it's like to lose a direct disciple.
Wang Hui sat in the audience, glaring venomously at the Mo Shanmen people, thinking to herself: Mo Chou, you just wait, I won't let you get away with this, and those two brats shouldn't run away either.
Seeing that Wang Hui was distracted, Cui Guohong knew she was eager for revenge, so he gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, they will all get their comeuppance. This is just the beginning."
"Ah."
Our gaze returned to the arena, where Xiong Bufan stood motionless, seemingly contemplating the feasibility of the matter.
Mo Feng and Mo Qiong were terrified that Xiong Bufan would agree; they didn't want to die or get hurt.
Liu Changcun pressed on, "Sect Leader Mo, what's your opinion?"
Xiong Bufan: "I don't really care. A bunch of cowards. Either fight me or get lost."
Choose one yourself.
This tone was extremely arrogant, but what's infuriating is that they were no match for Mo Chou.
If it's a group attack, how are they any different from the demonic sect? The righteous sects have their own ways of dealing with it.
Are they just going to come all this way for nothing?
Liu Changcun: "Sect Leader Mo, this is just a competition among juniors, and it will not result in any loss of life."
"Then you fight me, and I'll go easy on you and spare your life." With that, Xiong Bufan drew his sword and pointed it at Liu Changcun.
Upon realizing that the target was him, Liu Changcun quickly refused, saying, "Sect Leader Mo is joking. We should prioritize harmony now."
However, since Sect Leader Mo does not agree to the martial arts competition, how about we make a fifteen-year agreement?
Fifteen years later, disciples from various sects will compete against two direct disciples of your sect.
Those below the stage secretly admired Liu Changcun's quick thinking; if things had continued as they were just now, some people would have really died.
Xiong Bufan turned to Mo Qiong and Mo Li and asked, "What do you two think?"
Mo Qiong: "It's all up to Master to decide."
"So it is with this disciple as well."
Xiong Bufan nodded and said, "Alright, I agree. Come back in fifteen years."
Anyone not leaving today will have to pay a venue usage fee.
Liu Changcun's eyes were now filled with the joy of surviving a disaster. "Okay."
See you in fifteen years.
"I agree, you can leave now."
A crisis was resolved thanks to Xiong Bufan's exceptional martial arts skills; a duel between the younger generation would take place fifteen years later.
Aunt Tian didn't expect things to be handled so easily, but since there were no casualties, that was a good thing.
Mo Feng and Mo Qiong looked at Xiong Bufan with eyes full of admiration. They hadn't forgotten that their master had just stood up against the four major sects for their sake.
Everyone was retreating, but Wang Hui looked indignant. She thought that Mo Chou had escaped again, and that Mo Chou wouldn't be so lucky next time.
"Let's go." With that, Cui Guohong reached out and took Wang Hui's hand.
"Let's go."
Xiong Bufan noticed the two of them by following the scent, and his already small eyes narrowed to just slits.
She should probably rob someone now, because if she doesn't learn her lesson, Wang Hui feels that Mo Shan Men is a place she can linger at will.
Kongkong: "Bufan, don't harm her life. Heaven is already looking for a new female lead."
"I'm not the kind of bloodthirsty bear; I'm just going to find some money to spend."
"Ok."
After leaving the martial arts tournament, Wang Hui shook off the people from her sect and rode her horse forward at full speed. Her intuition told her to run fast, as there was danger behind her.
Cui Guohong has always followed Wang Hui, and the two are now in the same boat, and he loves Wang Hui.
Sometimes, the female protagonist's intuition is frighteningly accurate.
Just when Wang Hui was most eager to escape, Xiong Bufan appeared in front of her and kicked her off her horse, saying, "Long time no see, I've missed you."
Wang Hui finally realized where the danger came from. She got up from the ground and began to beg for mercy, "Mo Chou, please let me go."
I didn't do anything wrong this time, you can't hurt me.
Cui Guohong rode his horse in front of Wang Hui and said, "Sect Leader Mo, if you have a problem, come at me. Spare my wife."
Xiong Bufan: "Don't worry, none of them will escape." With that, he grabbed Cui Guohong and slammed him hard against Wang Hui.
Wang Hui tried to escape, but was knocked to the ground and then hit seven or eight more times.
Cui Guohong was in no better shape, his face covered in blood, but he still managed to tell Xiong Bufan, "Let Wang Hui go, let her go, I have money, I'll give you money."
Upon hearing the word "silver," Xiong Bufan's expression softened slightly. Instead of releasing Cui Guohong immediately, he grabbed Cui Guohong's leg and continued to pull him downwards.
Silver pendants, jade ornaments, and other accessories all fell off Cui Guohong's body.
After feeling the silver coins fall out, Xiong Bufan threw Cui Guohong to Wang Hui and then bent down to pick up the silver coins himself.
Both of them were bleeding from their heads, but it was much better than losing their lives.
Wang Hui was dazed and confused from the impact, but she slowly stood up, helped Cui Guohong up, and ran away.
If she doesn't run now, she'll die. She doesn't want to die, and she hasn't lived enough.
Looking through the mirror at the two fleeing figures, Kongkong sighed, "The world's heroine has grown up too; she's finally not running away on her own anymore."
Seeing the two of them hastily mounting their horses, Xiong Bufan picked up the horse next to him and threw it at them.
Wang Hui knew she couldn't dodge it, but she still tried her best to jump to the side.
The horse was crushed to death on the spot, and the two men also fainted, their fates unknown.
Xiong Bufan's strength remains as formidable as ever; it's best not to mess with him.