" Outer Court Disciple, Dual Cultivation department, Wu Wei "
" Outer Court Disciple, Dual Cultivation department, Cao Li"
The referee announced loudly, and one male and one female disciple stepped onto the platform upon hearing their names being called out.
Like the other contestants, sparks flew from their eyes but with more intensity, as the crowd cheered their names. However, there was something off about this pair. The male disciple glared at her with immense hatred, while the female disciple wore a smug expression, completely unbothered.
"Cao Li, did you visit that bastard Wang Ming’s massage parlour?" Wu Wei asked, his eyes narrowed, barely containing his anger.
"I did. Why do you ask?" Cao Li asked with an amused expression on her face.
"Don’t play innocent! What did that bastard do to you?" Wu Wei demanded, anger evident in his voice.
"Nothing. He just gave me a deep massage, dear," Cao Li replied with a mischievous smirk as Wu Wei’s face darkened, his eyes practically spitting flames.
"Damn it! Massage, my foot! Don’t think I don’t know—you two Dual Cultivated!" Wu Wei shouted, his voice filled with fury as the realization hit him that he, too, was now a victim of Wang Ming. He had unwillingly become the proud owner of the infamous ’Green Hat,’ a humiliation he could hardly bear. The way Cao Li smiled and mockingly called him "darling" only stoked his anger further.
"Hmph! If you already know, why ask? With your small thing, I was about to break up with you and find a new partner anyway," Cao Li snorted, glaring at her ex-partner.
"Damn, bitch!" Wu Wei growled. If looks could kill, she would have died a thousand times.
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"Oh, looks like another victim of Wang Ming," Tang Jingling remarked with an amused expression from the stands.
"Yeah, he really is a homewrecker. No wonder every male disciple wants to kill him," Xue Jiaxin added, a weird look on her face.
"Yeah, if I were a man, I would want to kill him too," Lin Xue said as they turned their heads back to watch the fight begin.
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"Alright, the match begins!" the referee elder announced, ignoring their bickering.
Many if them males still had no idea the females who cultivated with Wang Mjng had theris tregth increased as they were in seclusion and who knew thought it be bluff, they were pissed at Wang Ming but did not dare anything as the merieos of the death macthwa still fresh on their mind
Wu Wei fell to the ground, completely knocked out, a vivid red handprint on his cheek. The crowd fell silent in shock.
"Winner: Cao Li," the referee announced, and the audience erupted instantly.
"Damn, how shameful. He couldn’t even touch her and got knocked out by a slap!" snickered a male disciple from the crowd.
"It’s not like you’d do any better," a female disciple retorted from the side, causing the man to instantly shut his mouth.
"Am I imagining things, or are the female disciples getting way too strong lately?" commented another male disciple.
"Could it be because of that bastard Wang Ming?" another male speculated. "My partner told me he has extremely high-quality Yang Qi."
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Many of the male disciples still hadn’t grasped that the females who cultivated with Wang Ming had significantly increased their strength. Most of the men had been in seclusion, and while some dismissed the claims as mere rumors, others were filled with anger. However, no one dared act against Wang Ming—the memories of his previous death matches were still fresh in their minds.
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Tang Jingling, Xue Jiaxin, Ren Xi, and Lin Xue watched the matches with complete shock and disbelief written on their faces.
They didn’t utter a single word until the 40th match, where all the female disciples won with just one or two hits. Even the crowd and the elders were stunned.
"Heavens, so it’s true after all," Ren Xi said in a dazed voice.
"Y-Yes... none of the female disciples are weaker than the Core Formation Realm," Xue Jiaxin stammered, as everyone exchanged astonished glances.
"The Outer Court is even stronger than the Inner Court disciples. Even the elder looks shocked," Tang Jingling said, pointing at the pale elder, who was sweating buckets.
"Next match: Bai Lingxi," the elder announced.
A beautiful woman stepped forward, immediately drawing their attention. Their wide eyes were then drawn to the man beside her, whom they instantly recognized as Wang Ming.