C2397

2397

Actual combat?

Then, he smiled and said, "Of course, Your Holiness. The most fundamental purpose of martial arts is still to fight with others, so if you want to watch the actual fight, I can immediately organize some people to fight with your people, but there are bound to be victories and losses. Although you are a respected guest, I will not let my men hold back.

"Of course not. Our Church is not one to lose." The Pope laughed.

"I will arrange some men for it right away. But, Your Holiness, we should be arranging people to have a spar. We should be arranging people with similar fighting strength, right?" Otherwise, even if you directly asked Mr. War God to come out, I'm afraid there aren't many people in the entire Chinese martial arts association that can fight Mr. War God! " Xu Taiping said.

The wargod looked at Xu Taiping and the corner of his mouth twitched.

"That's right, since it's a spar, then we should focus on strength. We should arrange for people whose combat prowess does not differ by more than 300 to spar with each other!" The Pope said.

"Alright then!" Xu Taiping nodded, then turned to give an order to Zhou Weidao, who immediately went to make the arrangements.

Not long after, the people from the Holy Church started sparring with the people from the Chinese Martial Arts Association.

This was a true spar and no one cared about winning or losing, so the atmosphere was harmonious. However, in the end, the Chinese Martial Arts Association still beat the Holy See with a total of three wins and two losses.

Xu Taiping was quite satisfied with this result. After all, China was a big martial arts country, and under the same level of combat strength, Chinese martial artists were usually stronger than foreign martial artists. He thought that Chinese martial artists all knew martial arts, and martial arts could often allow a person to display a stronger combat strength.

However, just as Xu Taiping was about to leave with the Pope, the Pope suddenly spoke up in front of everyone, "Mr Xu, our Church has lost three victories today, which counts as a loss to you guys. How about this, let's have another round, at the same time I'll fight for our Church's chance at a draw, how about that?"

"Haha, there's no need for His Holiness to act this way. We can just treat it as a three to three draw!" Xu Taiping said with a smile.

"I just want to have another go." The Pope said seriously.

Seeing the Pope's serious expression, Xu Pingping could only nod and say, "That's fine then. I wonder who His Holiness is planning to send out this time?"

"This time, let me go with Mr Xu." The Pope said.

"You and me?" Xu Taiping gaped for a moment, then asked, "Your Holiness, are you joking?"

"No, no, no." The Pope smiled and shook his head, saying, "I myself have always been a fan of Chinese martial arts. I have studied Chinese martial arts when I was young, my biggest wish in this life is to have a spar with Chinese martial artists, and amongst Chinese martial artists, the most representative and powerful one is you, Mr Xu. So, I hope that you can give me some pointers and spar with me."

"Absolutely not, Your Holiness!" A Leader at the side quickly said, "Your status is honorable, moreover … "You are also much older than Tai Ping. Tai Ping is a Divine level martial artist. If he accidentally fails to control his strength and injures you, that will be a great sin."

"Are you worried about my body? "Don't worry, I'm in good shape." The Pope smiled and suddenly thrust the staff in his hand towards the ground.

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out, and the entire ground trembled for a moment.

Everyone on the Chinese side looked at the Pope in shock.

They had never heard that the Pope was actually an expert. He wielded his divine staff and smashed it into the ground with a tremendous force. It was possible that ordinary martial artists would not be able to do such a thing.

No wonder he wanted to visit the Chinese Martial Arts Association, it seemed like his final goal was to meet with him to fight. If not for that, if the Pope had rashly suggested that they fight, then there would really be a lot of speculation and unnecessary trouble, after all, the identity of the Pope and Xu Taiping were all there, and now that the Church had lost two or three matches just now, if the Pope were to bring up Xu Taiping again, then it would be logical to say that he would have a fight with Xu Taiping.

Xu Taiping had fought with the Pope before, and although the Pope's combat prowess was average, if he used the Scepter, he would still be impressive. At the very least, Xu Taiping would not be his match even if he used the third state of Blood Power, which meant that the Pope wanted to judge if he was the Blood Wolf he had fought with before through the battle. Once he fought with the Pope, Xu Taiping really could not guarantee that he would be able to hide himself perfectly.

However, the Pope's plan was bound to fail.

Xu Taiping smiled to himself, and then revealed a helpless expression, "Your Holiness, I also wish to exchange pointers with you, but..." The conditions do not allow that. "

"Are you looking down on me?" the Pope asked.

The Pope's words made the atmosphere tense up. After all, this was the man known as the world's most powerful man. He could easily command billions of followers around the world. This was not a joke.

"No." Xu Taiping shook his head.

"Then why don't you spar with me?" the Pope asked.

"Because of this." Xu Taiping raised his hand helplessly.

His hands, gloved, looked strange on such a summer day.

"Your hand?" The Pope frowned.

Xu Taiping took off the gloves, revealing his purple and soft hands.

Everyone saw this hand and knew that Xu Taiping's right hand was heavily injured.

"What's going on, peace?!" A leader beside him asked.

"Two days ago, I was sparring with Wu Lin, but I accidentally injured my hand. My hand fractured, and the muscles and tendons inside were also broken. The doctor said that I have to rest for at least half a month." Xu Taiping said.

"That's not right, don't you have such a strong regenerative ability? This kind of injury, shouldn't it recover in a short period of time? " the leader continued.

"The opponent is too strong, and the injury is too severe, so the recovery ability doesn't seem to have any effect." Xu Taiping shrugged helplessly and said.

The Pontiff reached out and grabbed Xu Taiping's hand, taking a look at it.

Xu Taiping's hand was frighteningly purple, and it was also soft and weak. Holding it in his hand, the Pope could feel that it was seriously injured.

"You're a Divine level expert, but there's actually someone that can heavily injure you?" The Pope asked in shock. Xu Taiping was a character with a hundred thousand battle strength, even stronger than a war god. Who could inflict such heavy damage to Xu Taiping?

"A fellow cultivator from the same sect." Xu Taiping said.

"Your Holiness, with such heavy injuries on your right hand, I believe it would be impossible for me to exchange pointers with you. What a pity." The leader at the side said.

"I can also use my left hand." The Pope said.

"Your Holiness, Tai Ping's right hand was heavily injured. I believe that his body should be injured as well. However, we can't see it. I still hope that you won't fight. This way, we can treat Tai Ping fairly." The leader said in a serious tone. Although the position of the Pope was very high, as a leader, he couldn't just stand by and watch the Pope press down on Xu Taiping step by step. Furthermore, to put it in a bad way, the Pope was very powerful in the Western World.

Seeing that the leader had already said so, the Pope could only shake his head and say, "What a pity. I was originally planning on experiencing Chinese martial arts."

"Actually, if His Holiness really wants to fight, it's not like there's no one who can exchange pointers with you. The Xiang Family's Xiang Chunqiu is the second strongest person in China, and his battle prowess is astonishing. If he were to spar with you, I think he would be able to let you experience the wonders of Chinese martial arts!" Xu Taiping said with a smile.

"Forget it then. Let's wait for a while more. The schedule of this trip is a bit tight. We are heading for the capital now." The Pope said.

"Is that so? "That's too bad. When my hands recover next time, I will definitely spar with Your Highness the Pope!" Xu Taiping said seriously.

"I hope there will be a chance next time." The Pontiff nodded and walked on.

Xu Taiping accompanied the Pope out of the Chinese Martial Arts Association and watched as the Pope left the association under the escort of a convoy.

"I never thought that this old fellow would actually want to spar with you!" Zhou Weidao stood next to Xu Taiping, looking at the team as they drove off into the distance.

"This old fellow is very bad." Xu Taiping said with a smile.

"Why would he suddenly want to spar with you?" Zhou Weidao asked curiously.

"Who knows? But the Pope is at a disadvantage this time, exposing himself. Otherwise, how many people in the world would know that the Pope is actually an expert?" Xu Taiping laughed.

"Indeed, I never thought that this old man would actually be an expert. Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's incredible!" Zhou Weidao sighed as he shook his head.

Xu Taiping smiled, turned around and walked inside the Hua Xia Martial Arts Association.

Although he didn't fight with the Pope this time, the Pope's actions had already aroused Xu Taiping's vigilance.

Obviously, the Pope suspected that he was the blood wolf, which was why he decided to test the waters. This time, because his hand was injured, he avoided fighting with the Pope. He would not be so lucky next time.

He really had to find a way to clear himself of all suspicion!