C37

Chapter 37 - Insufficient efforts

Looking at the surrounding people, Zhou Qian had a warm smile on his face, and said in a clear voice: "Today, Luoyang City's Large Competition, I, Zhou Qian, representing the Zhou Family, welcome to the Zhou Mansion, I will not mention the rules, I believe everyone already knows about it, now I will announce the start of the competition!"

After saying that, Zhou Qian nodded towards the Wang and Zhao Clans on the left and right sides before returning to his seat.

At this moment, a middle-aged man beside him leaped up into the air and flew onto the stage.

The middle-aged man was the Zhou Mansion's steward, Zhou Zhi. Zhou Zhi, whose status was equivalent to the Wang family's Wang Jingshan, had a cultivation of half a step into the Innate Realm.

"There are a total of thirty-six participants in this Large Competition. All participants are invited to come up and draw lots."

Zhou Zhi held a cardboard box in his hands, and channeled his energy to shout: "There are a total of thirty-six numbers in this box. Those who draw a similar number to fight with each other, such as number one, number two, number three and number four, will be pushed forward."

Hearing this, the disciples from the various families all went up to draw lots.

Wang Hao casually walked forward and drew a number at the back: thirty-one.

After everyone had finished drawing, Zhou Zhi announced: "Please stay on stage for participants # 1 and # 2. The rest can wait below the stage for now.

Number one was a member of the Zhao Family with a cultivation at the seventh level of Qi Cultivating Stage. He was the one with the lowest cultivation among the five people in the Zhao Family.

As for his opponent number two, he was actually Wang Qiang, the person with the strongest appearance in the Wang Clan.

"I admit defeat."

That disciple of the Zhao Family had followed Zhao Liang and knew Wang Qiang's strength very well. He also knew that the two families were at odds with each other and was deeply afraid that he would be brutally oppressed.

However, no one mocked him. The two of them were not on the same level, and there was indeed no need to compete.

"Patriarch, Brother Liang, I've lost face for you!" The man returned to the Zhao Family stands, bowed his head in apology.

Zhao Tianba waved his hand, and let him sit.

"It's fine, I'll take revenge for you in a while!" Zhao Liang straightforwardly comforted her.

"Wang Qiang wins!" "Next, please get on the stage with the contestants # 3 and # 4." Zhou Zhi announced.

Wang Qiang looked at the Zhao Family's grandstand with a provocative gaze. Then, with a smile on his face, he returned to his seat.

The two people on stage this time were both from Four Small Families, and their cultivations were similar. Once they entered the stage, the two of them would be unable to fight each other, and in the end, they would use their own unique techniques to determine victory or defeat.

After Zhou Zhi announced the winner, numbers five and six went up.

Just like this, the battles continued. Some battles were quick, and they had been going on for a long time.

During this period, every clan was eliminated, with the exception of the Wang Clan.

"Number 29 and number 30, please go on stage!"

Just as Zhou Zhi finished speaking, two figures flew up onto the stage.

This was Wang Hao's previous match, amongst them, number 29 was the Wang Family's Wang Bo, the fourth member to fight in the Wang Family. However, when Wang Bo saw his opponent, his expression became serious.

Because his opponent was actually the Zhao Family's Zhao Liang.

The two of them were at the same level of cultivation, but Zhao Liang had broken through a year earlier than Wang Bo. Furthermore, Zhao Liang and Wang Qiang's strength were on par with each other, so Wang Bo admitted that he was slightly inferior to Wang Qiang.

"Crap, Wang Bo actually bumped into Zhao Liang, he's unspeakable!" Wang Qiang shouted nervously from the stands.

However, Wang Hao smiled faintly: "Calm down. The gap between the two is not that big, and we should be able to fight. Even if we lose, it's fine, it's just right for me to assess Zhao Liang's strength."

"Tsk tsk, not a single member of the Wang family has been eliminated. You shall be the first one!" Zhao Liang laughed sinisterly.

"Cut the crap. If you want to eliminate me, then show me your ability!"

After all, Wang Bo was a genius. With such a small gap in cultivation, how could he admit defeat so easily?

"Is that so? "It seems like you are somewhat confident in your own strength. However, don't worry, you will soon understand that your so-called confidence is so weak that it can't even withstand a single blow. Hehe!"

Zhao Liang's mouth revealed a sinister smile, his body suddenly rushed out, and threw a tyrannical punch towards Wang Bo's face.

"Boasting shamelessly!" Wang Bo replied with a tone of respect and welcomed the attack with his palm.

Bang Bang Bang

The two of them exchanged blows in the blink of an eye, and they were evenly matched.

However, after ten moves, Wang Bo was gradually at a disadvantage.

Wang Hao looked at Zhao Liang who was in the midst of battle and frowned slightly as he spoke to Wang Qiang and the rest who were beside him, "This Zhao Liang is not simple, I can see that he was holding back and did not use his full strength. Wang Qiang, if you and I had already used your full strength during the annual party, then you might not be a match for Zhao Liang."

"What, Zhao Liang is that powerful?" Wang Qiang exclaimed.

The corner of Wang Hao's mouth curled up, "Based on my preliminary estimations, Wang Qiang, your odds of winning against Zhao Liang is less than forty percent. Wang Hua would probably win by fifty percent, but Wang He's odds are about the same as Wang Bo, and it would be difficult for you to last through thirty moves."

Just as expected, right after Wang Hao finished his sentence, a scream came out from the arena.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Wang Bo, who was at a disadvantage, was finally unable to hold on at the twenty-fifth strike. After being punched flying by Zhao Liang, he spat out a mouthful of blood at the sky and landed heavily outside of the arena.

"Humph!" Trash, even seventy percent of this young master's strength cannot be stopped! "

Zhao Liang laughed disdainfully, he was extremely arrogant.

Wang Qiang and the others immediately widened their eyes in anger.

To seriously injure Wang Bo, yet he still had to insult him. This was clearly provoking the Wang Clan and publicly humiliating the Wang Clan.

"Zhao Liang, I will return Wang Bo's punch ten times!" Wang Qiang bellowed.

Zhao Liang scoffed in disdain, "I'll wait for you. Your Wang Family still has four pieces of trash.

Wang Qiang angrily stood up, but he was pushed down by Wang Hua, "Don't be anxious, this Zhao Liang is also skipping for a bit, he will be finished in the next round."

"Why?" Wang Qiang was puzzled for a moment.

Wang Hua sneered, "If the rules have not changed, in the next round, two people with similar numbers will also fight. Do you think that it would be better for Zhao Liang to fight against Wang Hao?"

Wang Qiang's eyes immediately lit up. "No way!"

"Zhao Liang wins, please go up on stage with Number Thirty-One and Number Thirty-Two." Zhou Zhi announced.

Wang Hao grinned, "Finally it's my turn, I wonder how my opponent is?"

Swish!

Following Wang Hao onto the stage, the discussions of the crowd were ignited once again. Because of everything, Wang Hao's age was really too young, and was out of place with the other participants.

Wang Hao's opponent was a small clan disciple called Zhu Qi. His cultivation was at the Body refining fourth level, and he was at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

"Hehe, even this little brat came to participate. If I beat up this little brother and made him cry, the Wang family wouldn't look for trouble with me afterwards, right?"

When Zhu Qi saw that his opponent was actually only an eleven or twelve year old brat, he immediately smiled.

So what if he was the number one genius? If he hadn't matured, then he would still be oppressed by others.

However, he was afraid of the strength of the Wang Clan, so he carefully asked.

"Haha, my friend, just use whatever you want. If you really can teach our Wang family's number one genius a lesson, not only will This Patriarch not cause you trouble, he will also reward your family." Wang Liancheng laughed out loud, disregarding his image.

Black lines appeared on the foreheads of all the members of the Wang Clan present, and their mouths twitched a few times.

Wang Hao rolled his eyes, then urged Zhu Qi, "Alright, hurry up and make your move!"

"Wang Hao, right? The number one genius of Luoyang Town, to be able to personally suppress the number one genius, even if I, Zhu Qi, am eliminated next time, this trip will not be in vain!" Zhu Qi said confidently.

"If you don't act now, you won't have a chance to do so!" Wang Hao bellowed somewhat impatiently.

"Oh? I truly do not believe it. I will not attack, and you can take me!"

Zhu Qi had an arrogant look on his face, but stopped halfway through his words.