Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system

Chapter 212 Ch-212: Deathmatch

A few minutes ago

Min Li and her friends walked up towards the crowd that was eagerly waiting for the participants to appear.

"Looks like the whole Outer Sect came to watch," said one of Min Li's friends.

"I mean, it is a death match, which rarely happens. Of course, they would be eager to watch," replied another disciple who was beside Min Li.

"Hmm, but I don't see any inner court or core disciples among the crowd," said one of the females as her eyes roamed over the crowd.

"It's not surprising. I mean, would a dragon bother with what an ant does? It is the same for disciples here. Outer Court disciples are unworthy of their attention due to their low cultivation. They would not pay much attention even if it is a death match. Would you bother looking at something you deem beneath you?" asked Min Li while keeping her eyes on the stage.

"No, I guess," replied the disciple.

They continued to look at the stage until an elder came, followed by the participants.

"For some reason, I am having a dislike towards that arrogant face called Guo Gan," said a disciple with narrowed eyes as he looked towards Guo Gan and his entourage.

"Damn, no wonder this Wang Ming is so popular among females, such a handsome man," said a female disciple with a rosy tint on her cheeks.

"Ugh, I can see now why every male disciple wants to have a death match with him. Even I am a bit tempted," said a male disciple with envy due to Wang Ming's looks while the others, along with Min Li, rolled their eyes at him.

"But still, his chance of winning is negligible. I don't understand what gave him the courage to accept this challenge with such low cultivation. Are you disappointed, Min Li?" asked a female disciple after she had checked that Wang Ming's cultivation was lower than Guo Gan's and only equal to a few of the other participants.

"Hmm, not at all. Didn't you notice?" Min Li asked with a smile.

"Notice what?" asked a disciple in a puzzled manner.

"There is no trace of panic or even an ounce of fear in his body language. He even looked down on that Guo Gan when he was, I suppose, mocking Wang Ming. He is looking at him as if he is a dead man walking. I am 90% sure that he is hiding his cultivation or has some kind of treasure on him," Min Li replied. She had noticed how Wang Ming looked at Guo Gan when they were getting on the stage.

"Really? Well, we are not as good as you at noticing such details," said a disciple, to which Min Li rolled her eyes.

Min Li did not reply and continued to watch the stage as Guo Gan ordered the others to attack Wang Ming. The group watched as the disciples charged towards Wang Ming, and the next second, Wang Ming waved his sword.

"H-heavens, how?" muttered a disciple in disbelief beside Min Li, watching the scene.

'What kind of sword technique was that? He just vanished,' Min Li cried inside her head, as she was sure she could not have dodged it and her fate would have been the same as the others. She watched as the disciples were slashed into pieces and their body parts fell to the ground.

Somewhere in the crowd, Elder Gu

Elder Guo sees and sense amiis, and sees Wang Ming killing and sees him approaching his son and releases pressure

Wang Ming approaching Guo Gan and hearing him beg and but stops when he sense pressure and other elders warns him and elder Guo says to give him face

Somewhere in the crowd, Elder Gu had just arrived to watch the match. His face turned ugly when he saw his son stepping onto the stage with a confident smile.

'Sigh, why can't this brat stay out of trouble? I am sure this matter has already reached the ears of the sect master and supreme elder. I have to stay low for some time and stop my illegal activities, and I also have to lock this brat up for a couple of months,' Elder Gu thought.

"Hmm," Elder Gu frowned when he saw the indifferent look on Wang Ming's face and quickly spread his senses to check his cultivation. His confusion increased.

'Hmm, this Wang Ming is not showing any trace of fear even though he has no chance of winning, but judging by his looks, why does it seem he is confident in winning?' Elder Gu thought as alarm bells started ringing inside his head, feeling that something amiss was going to happen.

Suddenly, Elder Guo's eyes widened in horror when he saw Wang Ming cutting the disciples who charged at him into pieces, and realized how much danger his son was in.

Elder Guo watched as Wang Ming started to walk towards Guo Gan, and with each step, his anger and worry began to increase. He unconsciously released his cultivation pressure on Wang, causing him to halt and stare back at him.

Back on the stage, Hao Li had pissed his pants when he saw Wang Ming easily killing the disciples and realized how dangerous the situation was. He fell on his butt.

'Damn, damn, damn, he's hiding his cultivation,' Guo Gan cursed as he realized how screwed he was. Sweat trickled down his forehead as he saw Wang Ming approaching him with slow steps.

"Listen..." Guo Gan started to say something, but Wang Ming cut him off.

"You know, I would have ignored you if you had not disturbed my session with the girls. But people love to interrupt in other people's business; such is the bad habit of us humans," Wang Ming said as he closed the distance even more.

"Hmm," Wang Ming frowned as he sensed someone releasing their cultivation pressure on him. He looked back to see a person in Elder robes staring at him with murderous intent.

Wang Ming smirked as he guessed who it could be. He turned his attention back to Guo Gan, who was trembling in fear, and raised his sword.

"NO, STOP!"