No one above that can participate in it at all. That's how they won for a long, long time. But today they met their perfect match.
The people below cheered loudly, while the fatty and Qingfeng were now seated on a chair, munching melon seeds that Qingfeng took out from his space pouch. They had already finished eating the pumpkin seeds...
Zhao Tie looked at their place and saw Qingfeng and the fatty again sharing food. He felt that immense jealousy in his heart again, that had become cold after so many fights...
At this moment, only one person was left for the challenge... Zhao Tie had already won 1000 times what he bet on... meaning around a million high-grade spirit stones... the arena master was already at a loss.
At this moment, a young man around 20 years old appeared on the stage... everyone looked at him and gasped... he was the arena master himself. After receiving the news, he had personally come here...
The arena master came here to accept the challenge shamelessly... someone shouted,
"You shameless! How could you participate yourself in the competition..."
" Yes how could you participate in your own arena ! Isn't it against the rules..."
Arena Master sneered, "I'm still at Galaxy Grandmaster peak... so why can't I...?"
He looked at Zhao Tie and asked, "Do you dare to fight against me...? Do you dare to make a bet ? "
"If you win! I'll give you the amount you won, but if I win, you'd need to accept defeat and won't even get a penny..."
Someone shouted dform the crowd , " No ! Don't accept it. They are planning to rob you ...."
People started complaining about this unfair bet.
But Zhao Tie frowned, he searched for qingfeng in the crowd and looked at him he immediately remembered the jealousy and accepted it...
He nodded his head , " Good ! I'm ready to accept you bet ...."
Everyone below gasp. They don't want to see Zhao Tie loose...this is the the first time someone wins against the arena...
Lin Wuya, the arena master was wearing a white long dress....a sharp spear was behind him....he laughed ," Hahahahha...you are really brave..."
" But there is a fine line between bravery and foolishness..."
He took out a space ring that contained 10 million high grade spirit stones as decided...
He sends the ring towards Zhao Tie. Zhao Tie checked it and immediately, threw it towards the sky. It floated above the arena , by itself.
Then the fight started,
He fought with his Galaxy Master level 7 aura against the peak Galaxy Grandmaster. Zhao Tie was a whole big realm and three small realms lower in cultivation than the Arena Master, yet he did not fall back a single step... he fought against him on equal footing.
Suddenly a cold blade aura swept over the stage...For the first time in twenty matches, Zhao Tie unsheathed his blade.
Shing !
The sound was clean and cold. The black blade reflected no light....but only sharpness.
Lin Wuya grinned, his Galaxy Grandmaster peak pressure exploding. "Good ! Finally, something worth fighting against..."
They clashed ! Blade against spear. Lin Wuya's silver spear moved like a dragon, each thrust carrying the weight of a mountain.
Zhao Tie met him head-on, not with brute force, but with perfect precision. Turning aside attacks that should have crushed a Galaxy Master, stepping through gaps that shouldn't exist...
The arena cracked beneath their feet. The old man at the registration stall was sweating. The fatty also stopped chewing.
And Qingfeng , he was leaning forward, his melon seeds forgotten in his palm. He didn't know why his chest felt tight. He didn't know why his eyes wouldn't leave Zhao Tie's back.
He just knew that when Zhao Tie was in danger, his own heart hurt. When Zhao Tie won, he wanted to laugh and jump in happiness. It was a strange, warm and confusing feeling.
He loved Zhao Tie, but he didn't know it himself yet... he didn't know what this feeling was.
Zhao Tie knew the growing feeling inside himself. From the corner of his eye, even while fighting Lin Wuya, he saw Qingfeng's worried face.
He had already fallen in love with him long ago... but he was cold, so he never mentioned anything. He just felt jealous if he saw Qingfeng being friendly with anyone like sharing seeds with that fatty.
That jealousy was still burning....in his heart.
Lin Wuya thrust his spear forward, "Die!"
Zhao Tie's eyes turned cold. He didn't use this move for a long time now...
"Eternal Divine Technique: Thousand Cuts by a Single Blade!"
He raised his blade once.
For a heartbeat, nothing happened.
Then the sky filled....
Thousands of blade shadows overshadowed Lin Wuya. They are not illusions or after images. Each one was real, each one humming with killing intent. They hung above the arena like a forest of swords, then fell all at once...
The people gasped below. The people who came to watch the matches from the conflict between Zhao tie and xie cang , all looked at the stage in horror.
They were right, this blademanship is terrifying. This young master is definitely from a bigger force...
Lin Wuya's eyes widened. He spun his spear, creating a silver shield, roaring as his Grandmaster aura flared to its limit...
But it wasn't enough.
Shhhhk.... Shhk.... Shhk !
The first cut tore his sleeve. The tenth cut drew blood on his shoulder. The hundredth cut made him scream as his one hand was completely cutted cleanly from the joint....
" Ahhhhhhhhhh!...my hand ....my hand ! "
By the thousandth, terrifying cuts appeared all over his body . His other arm, chest, legs, back all were bleeding.
His spear shattered in his right hand. His white robes turned to ribbons soaked in red...
He fell to one knee, then collapsed completely.
Boom !
Zhao tie stopped his foot to the arena. And the wind around it dissipated completely...
Silence. An absolute silence swept over the crowd. Then someone cheered , then another one...
Then all of them cheered below, louder than ever before.
The referee's voice trembled, "The... the 20th match is won by... Young Master Zhao Tie!"
Lin Wuya coughed blood, looking up at the cold young man standing over him with a black blade. "A Galaxy Master... defeated me..."
He somewhat stand up , then bowed to Zhao tie . It is a proper salute of a fighter to another fighter...
" Young master ! Thank you for showing me this beautiful blademanship..."
" Please forgive me , I was blind in my own powers....I....I cheated many people before..."
" Today you help me to open my eyes, i promise you from today onwards the arena will be fair..."
He waved his right hand , that was still attached to his shoulder and the ring came to his hand....then he send it towards Zhao tie.
Zhao Tie caught it .
He sheathed his blade and turned his head immediately to the stands,
To Qingfeng.
Qingfeng was standing now, smiling so wide his eyes crinkled, clapping his hands like a child.
The fatty was shouting, "I TOLD YOU!"
" Young master is crazy ! He'd win for sure."
Qingfeng rolled his eyes at the fatty. This fatty was the same person who was most tensed a few moments ago...
Zhao Tie's cold face softened for just a second. Only for Qingfeng...
He walked down from the arena, straight towards Qingfeng, ignoring everyone else.
"Let's go," he said quietly, his voice only for Qingfeng to hear.
Qingfeng nodded, still not understanding why his heart was beating so fast. "Young master, you were amazing!"
Zhao Tie didn't answer. He just reached out, and this time, he was the one who grabbed Qingfeng's shoulder possessively, firmly pulling him away from the fatty.
The fatty blinked, holding his melon seeds alone.
Qingfeng just blinked, not understanding why Zhao Tie did that... he wanted to ask, "Young master!"
Zhao Tie said without looking into his eyes, "I don't like you being too close with someone else..."
Qingfeng froze. His own heart started beating like a drum...
He thought in his head,
'Is... is young master jealous? Because of the fatty?'
But he immediately dismissed the thought... 'How could he! No, it's impossible... I'm just thinking rubbish...'
***
On the other side,
Xie Cang returned to his family looking like a steamed bun that someone had sat on.
Xie Ming half-dragged, half-carried him through the massive gates of the Xie Clan. The guards took one look and nearly dropped their spears.
"INTRUDER!" one shouted.
"NO, Wait ! " Xie Ming panicked, "Its young master !"
The guard squinted at the purple, swollen, toothless face. "Young Master Cang? Did you... lose a fight with a beehive?"
Xie Cang tried to roar in anger, but with no front teeth it came out as, "Fhuu dake hooo awe yoo thawking toooo?!"
Xie Ming translated seriously, "He says 'How dare you talk to me like that.'"
The guard's face changed into something terrible . As he was trying to suppress his laugh so hard, that his face contorted...
Xie ming drag Xie Cang inside the gate...but before ethey left completely they heared the laughter of the guards .
" Pftttt !.....I...I..... Hahahahha..I can't suppress it anymore....ahhhhhahahahha..."
Xie cang felt bad but couldn't do anything right now. The moment he'd get better he'll take revenge from those who laughed at him....and he'd kill Zhao tie no matter what .