Myth Card Supplier: Nezha the Third Prince

Chapter 489: If I Encounter Jiang Yuan…

“I didn’t expect it would be my turn in the second battle.”

With a smile, Mu Qianshan spoke and walked towards the arena.

“Is that the person from your Shangguan family who just returned to the clan?”

“Yes, Shangguan Ruiqian, supposedly a direct descendant of the branch family in Falling Leaf City.”

“Wasn’t the branch family in Falling Leaf City wiped out during the city massacre last time? How is there still one left?”

“It seems their parents hid them, successfully avoiding that disaster.”

“Them?”

“Yes, besides Shangguan Ruiqian from our family, there’s also Murong Yunhai from the Murong family.”

“Oh right, and someone from our family too.”

Hearing this, a member of the Murong family suddenly realized and looked at Jiang Yuan.

“I wonder how strong those two are?”

“They joined the clan not long ago and are already participating in the Three Families Tournament. If they embarrass themselves too much, it’ll be our families who lose face.”

As the Murong and Shangguan families spoke, the second name was drawn on the big screen.

The name was Duanmu Yang.

“His opponent is actually from the Duanmu family. I hope he’s not too weak.”

The young man from the Shangguan family clearly knew Duanmu Yang's strength.

Although his realm isn’t very high, his combat power is quite good.

After all, he is a direct descendant of the Duanmu family in Three Families City.

“Show some flair, and don’t embarrass your family,” the Murong family youth also said.

“Yo~”

Just getting up, Mu Qianshan, who hadn't yet entered the arena, couldn't help but smile when he saw his opponent.

Mu Qianshan turned his head to look at Jiang Yuan, who was also smiling happily.

What can I say? It's a narrow road for enemies.

Murong Qingyao and Murong Qingwan also lowered their heads and chuckled.

Others may not know Mu Qianshan’s strength, but those two knew it clearly.

Not to mention combat power, Mu Qianshan’s realm was two levels higher than Duanmu Yang’s. Although Duanmu Yang’s combat power was indeed good, wanting to challenge someone two levels higher…

It was obviously impossible to achieve.

If he could do it, he wouldn’t have been excluded from the Myriad Races Martial Arts Tournament.

So, if nothing unexpected happened in this battle, Mu Qianshan basically couldn’t lose.

Even without summoning his Golden Crow, Mu Qianshan’s own combat power was quite impressive.

Especially after using the [Pure Yang Swordplay].

“Mr. Lan, isn’t that one in the arena your disciple?”

On the stage, one of the two old men asked Lan Jingtong with a smile.

As academy-派 teachers, they were very unhappy with Lan Jingtong’s behavior of taking disciples privately.

After all, more people like Lan Jingtong meant fewer talented students for them.

Lan Jingtong prioritized talent when taking disciples…

And their school also prioritized talent when accepting students!

There was a natural conflict between the two sides.

“Of course, my disciple will win.”

Lan Jingtong smiled slightly. Although Mu Qianshan wasn’t his true disciple…

Being able to win first place in his realm and second place when challenging a small realm higher in the Myriad Races Martial Arts Tournament…

How could his strength be weak?

Moreover, it was said that when he challenged a higher level, the reason he got second place was purely because he ran into Jiang Yuan in the final.

If it hadn't been for running into Jiang Yuan in the final…

If he had faced another opponent, Mu Qianshan might have had a chance to challenge a level higher and win the championship.

Compared to Jiang Yuan, Lan Jingtong felt that Mu Qianshan’s combat power was stronger.

After all, both the message the old marshal sent him and the things Li Yueying told him about Jiang Yuan…

Proved one thing.

Jiang Yuan’s combat power came purely from his summons.

It wasn’t that Jiang Yuan himself had no combat abilities…

It’s just that he didn’t have any combat talent.

And in this situation, he certainly couldn’t let his summons appear for battle.

Although he could have his summons disguise themselves…

This kind of battle style, even if you searched through all the races, you would only find Jiang Yuan and Li Yueying.

The moment this battle style came out, Jiang Yuan’s identity would be instantly exposed.

That’s why he felt Mu Qianshan’s combat power was stronger.

“So confident?”

The two old men looked at Lan Jingtong in surprise.

Seeing Lan Jingtong’s confident expression, they felt displeased.

After all, Duanmu Yang was a student of their academy.

Their academy’s students were considered talented contestants.

Could the teachings of so many of their teachers be worse than a contestant cultivated by one teacher?

“Then let’s wait and see.”

One of the two old men snorted coldly, while the other looked at Lan Jingtong with a smile.

“Why don’t we make a bet?”

“Let’s bet on who will win between the two of them.”

“If I win, I want you…”

Before the old man could finish speaking, Lan Jingtong raised his hand and interrupted him.

“If you want to make a bet next time, it’s best to do it before their fight ends.”

As Lan Jingtong spoke, he gestured for the other to look at the arena.

In the arena, Duanmu Yang was dispirited, while Shangguan Ruiqian stood opposite him with a smile.

“What do you mean?”

The old man who wanted to bet was a little confused: “Hasn’t it started yet?”

“It’s already over.”

Lan Jingtong chuckled and said gently.

“What?”

The old man who wanted to bet was at a loss and turned his head to look at the arena again.

The arena was still the same, but Shangguan Ruiqian didn’t know what he said to Duanmu Yang and was preparing to walk off the stage.

The arena was extremely quiet, without even cheers or discussions.

The old man who wanted to bet turned his head to look at the faces of the Duanmu family head and the Shangguan family head, but only saw the other’s dark face.

The old man who wanted to bet’s heart sank. It was true!

It ended so quickly!

And looking at the situation, Duanmu Yang lost!

But how was that possible?

Although Duanmu Yang was only ranked over a thousand on the sixth-grade student rankings, this was a ranking of top universities!

Under such circumstances, how could someone of the same age be stronger than him?

No, it seemed they weren't quite the same age!

If he remembered correctly, Shangguan Ruiqian…

Seemed to be only 22 years old…

And Duanmu Yang was almost 24.

A two-year difference!

The younger one killed the older one!

What a joke!

Clutching at the last vestige of hope in his heart, the old man who wanted to bet turned his head to look at the faces of the Duanmu family head and the Shangguan family head.

The Shangguan family head was smiling like a flower, but the Duanmu family head had a dark face and a grim expression.

It seemed the outcome was already determined.

“Damn it!”

Too strong!”

“One sword seals the throat. Duanmu Yang didn’t even have a chance to react before being instantly killed!”

“Too cool!”

As Mu Qianshan left the arena, the audience’s cheers finally rang out.

The smile on the Shangguan family head’s face couldn’t be stopped, couldn’t be stopped at all!

He didn’t expect that a random branch family member would actually be a very powerful genius!

A late-stage Quail Head realm at twenty-two years old!

He hadn't even reached that level at that age!

Worthy of being Mr. Lan’s disciple!

The Shangguan family head looked at Lan Jingtong with some emotion and excitement.

Lan Jingtong noticed the Shangguan family head’s gaze and smiled slightly, nodding at the Shangguan family head.

The Murong family head next to him was a little envious, but thinking about the newly returned grandson in his family, his mood improved a lot.

His grandson was the same age as Shangguan Ruiqian, but his strength was even stronger!

And he was also Mr. Lan’s disciple, so his combat power shouldn’t be weak in the future.

It’s just that it wasn’t his turn to compete yet, so he couldn’t show his combat power.

But he had participated after all, so his battle should come sooner or later.

The battle in the arena continued. Although Duanmu Yang was dispirited, there were still other members of the Duanmu family in the arena.

Seeing his family member like this, the Duanmu family head waved his hand, signaling other family members to go up and bring Duanmu Yang up.

“Don’t look like that!”

Seeing Duanmu Yang like this, Duanmu Ze frowned slightly and said.

“It’s just a battle. If you lose, you lose.”

“Your brother is still here. Just watch your brother win it back for you.”

Duanmu Ze was very confident. He was confident that he could definitely win first place in the Three Families Tournament.

Although there were still a few people of equal strength to him in other families…

But who didn’t know who?

Although they were of equal strength, there was still a little gap between their combat powers.

Compared to him, the combat power of other contestants of the same level was indeed not very good.

This could be seen from the fact that he was able to participate in the Myriad Races Martial Arts Tournament.

“Okay, don’t look so ugly.

“Cheer up a little. After your brother wins first place, I’ll propose marriage for you!”

“Okay.”

Hearing this, Duanmu Yang regained his senses a little, causing Duanmu Ze to roll his eyes again.

So, what his brother said for so long wasn’t as effective as a woman?

“Let me tell you, we card apprentices can’t be addicted to women.”

Duanmu Ze earnestly said: “Look at your brother?”

“Forget it, don’t look at your brother.”

Duanmu Ze waved his hand as soon as he finished speaking: “Do you know what the biggest news of this Myriad Races Martial Arts Tournament is?”

“What?”

Duanmu Yang looked at Duanmu Ze curiously and asked, puzzled.

“You absolutely can’t imagine that a seventh-level Quail Head late-stage contestant won the Quail Head late-stage championship.”

Duanmu Ze said, but Duanmu Yang didn’t react much.

For him, a contestant who wasn’t even qualified to participate in the Myriad Races Martial Arts Tournament, the championship of the Myriad Races Martial Arts Tournament was still a bit far away.

“Then he challenged a level higher and won the eighth-level Quail Fire initial-stage championship.”

“So amazing?”

Duanmu Yang was a little surprised.

It should be known that Quail Head late-stage defeating Quail Fire initial-stage was challenging a whole realm higher.

The difficulty was completely different from Quail Fire initial-stage defeating Quail Fire mid-stage!

The latter was challenging a level higher within the same realm, while the former was challenging a level higher across a whole realm.

Although there was a small level in between, the difficulty couldn’t be generalized.

Seeing Duanmu Yang’s surprised look, Duanmu Ze smiled contentedly.

“Not only that, after he won the Quail Fire initial-stage championship, he still chose to continue challenging.”

“Still challenging?”

“Yes, not only did he continue challenging, but he also won the Quail Fire mid-stage championship.”

“How is that possible?!”

After Duanmu Yang was startled, he looked at Duanmu Ze with disbelief.

“The seventh realm challenging a level higher is already so difficult. Can the seventh realm still defeat the eighth-level Quail Fire mid-stage?”

“Brother, do I look like an idiot to you?”

Duanmu Yang said, pointing mockingly at his face and asking Duanmu Ze.

“Although you don’t believe it, this is indeed true. You can ask anyone. Anyone who participated in the Myriad Races Martial Arts Tournament knows about this.”

Duanmu Ze’s serious look made Duanmu Yang a little hesitant.

“Really?”

“Would I lie to you about this kind of thing?”

“Is there any need for me to lie to you about something that can be found out with a simple question?”

“That’s true.”

Duanmu Yang nodded slightly, but he admired it even more in his heart.

“So strong, Quail Head late-stage defeated all the geniuses of all races in Quail Fire mid-stage and won the final championship.”

“When can I be like that?”

Duanmu Yang’s eyes were filled with anticipation: “There’s no need to challenge a level higher to win the championship, just being able to win the championship of the Myriad Races Martial Arts Tournament in the same realm would be good enough.”

“Work hard, you can do it!”

Duanmu Ze’s eyes were serious: “You are more talented than me, but you are lazy and don’t realize your talent.”

“Yes, I will work hard!”

“That’s good.”

Seeing Duanmu Yang like this, Duanmu Ze also smiled: “However, this matter is not over yet.”

“Not over yet?”

Duanmu Yang put down his previous ambition, paused, and then looked at Duanmu Ze with a smile that was not a smile.

“Don’t tell me that he continued to challenge the Quail Fire late-stage strength, and then won the championship.”

As Duanmu Yang spoke, he chuckled and waved his hand without waiting for Duanmu Ze to speak: “How could something like that happen?”

“But…”

Duanmu Ze’s expression was strange: “Although I also know that this matter is difficult to accept.”

“Including me, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, if I heard someone else say it, I would think this is definitely impossible.”

“But the fact is that.”

“He really challenged a level higher with Quail Head late-stage strength, and then defeated all the geniuses in the myriad races and won the Quail Fire late-stage championship.”

“Really?”

“Really!”

“Absolutely true?”

“Absolutely true!”

“Didn’t lie to me?”

“You can ask anyone.”

Duanmu Yang was silent.

Duanmu Ze smiled slightly: “It is said that this is because he doesn’t get close to women, so his combat power is so strong.”

“Stop fooling me, not getting close to women is one thing, strong combat power is another.”

Duanmu Yang rolled his eyes: “These are two different things, okay.”

“By the way, is that person from our demon race?”

"No."

Duanmu Ze shook his head, then, without waiting for Duanmu Yang to continue guessing, he spoke directly.

"From the Human Race."

"The Human Race?"

"Yes, Jiang Yuan of the Human Race!"

Duanmu Ze's expression was solemn: "If you encounter someone in battle who starts summoning one or several people using cards..."

"I know, run quickly!"

"No, hurry up and write your will, then send it to your closest clansman or friend."

"And tell them to stay away from this area."