Chapter 648: A Painful Price! Catherine's Invitation!

The first match ended, and soon the second match began.

On Lei Ting Wu Guan's side was Feng Ying; on Holy Spirit Wu Guan's side was a blond youth named Jack.

"There are still two matches left. If we can take them both, then it's still our Holy Spirit Wu Guan that wins!"

Jack's eyes were incomparably resolute.

It didn't matter that Instructor George had fallen — he was firmly convinced he was stronger than anyone from Lei Ting Wu Guan!

However, the moment Jack stepped onto the stage, he immediately felt an uncomfortable sensation.

It was as if he were prey being watched by a top predator.

"Just pre-battle nerves? Can't be — my opponent isn't some freak like Xu Jingming.

He's the same as me, only at the sixth tier."

Jack had never experienced this kind of situation before.

Though puzzled, he still closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, trying to shake off the effect.

But no matter how deeply he breathed, the sensation only grew more obvious — so much so that his body uncontrollably broke out in goosebumps.

This was a weakling's natural reaction when facing a top-tier powerhouse.

"No! Something's wrong!"

Jack's eyes snapped open. His gaze swept across and quickly found the source of that strange feeling in the audience seats!

It was Xu Jingming!

He saw him sitting on Lei Ting Wu Guan's side — just casting a pair of eyes over was enough to make Jack feel immense pressure!

He knew this was the result of Xu Jingming locking his spiritual force onto him.

"Damn it! That's not playing fair!"

Jack wailed inwardly and hurriedly shouted toward Hearing Ling Shuang:

"Referee, I'm reporting Xu Jingming for locking his spiritual force on me!"

Before Hearing Ling Shuang could speak, Xu Jingming said mockingly:

"Student of Holy Spirit Wu Guan, you'll need evidence when you make such claims.

What proof do you have that I've affected you?"

"Proof?" Jack's face darkened at the words.

He wasn't a psychic-type ability user — how could he possibly produce any evidence?

"Looks like you can't produce any evidence, so that's that."

Xu Jingming replied lightly, leaning back comfortably in his seat.

The strongest among the group Holy Spirit Wu Guan had brought was only George.

George was seriously injured, and Holy Spirit Wu Guan didn't even have anyone left to speak for them — how could they fight him?

Besides, this was Lei Ting Wu Guan's home turf.

"Student Jack, do you have any other objections?" Hearing Ling Shuang looked at Jack.

"N-no... nothing." Unable to produce evidence, Jack could only say awkwardly.

The second match began quickly. Although he clearly knew Xu Jingming was targeting him, Jack could only brace himself and go on.

As expected, Jack lost.

The third match that followed was likewise a defeat for Holy Spirit Wu Guan.

Thus, across three matches, Holy Spirit Wu Guan had lost them all.

"What?!"

Under the treatment of a healing-type seventh-tier Grandmaster, George — his body scorched black all over — finally regained consciousness.

Upon learning this news, he nearly slipped back into unconsciousness.

Three matches, three defeats!

This was simply a disgrace!

Couldn't you at least have won one?!

With so many media present today, once this got out, Holy Spirit Wu Guan's reputation would absolutely be ruined!

"It's Xu Jingming! He's been affecting our performance the whole time!" Jack said through gritted teeth.

"Xu Jingming!!!" George's fury-filled eyes locked onto Xu Jingming.

But paired with his scorched-black body, it looked especially comical.

"It's best not to make baseless claims — otherwise I have the right to sue you for defamation."

Xu Jingming grinned, looking at George:

"A bet is a bet. You need to publicly admit that your Holy Spirit Wu Guan's training camp is inferior to our Lei Ting Wu Guan."

When the words fell, George fell into a deep silence.

He had never imagined that things would end up like this.

Not only had he failed to trample Xu Jingming underfoot, he'd dragged Holy Spirit Wu Guan's reputation down with him!

"You're not thinking of going back on your word, are you?"

Xu Jingming said with a half-smile:

"With so many media present today, if you go back on your word, it will only make others think worse of your Holy Spirit Wu Guan."

After taking a deep breath, George said in a low voice:

"I understand. Within three days, I will publicly issue a statement."

After speaking, he took one long, deep look at Xu Jingming.

Only then did he let the Holy Spirit Wu Guan group carry him — unable to move on his own — away.

"Annoying white pig! Finally gone!"

"Still trying to come to our Lei Ting Wu Guan to challenge us — look how that turned out! Kicked against a steel plate!"

The crowd at Lei Ting Wu Guan burst into cheers, and Ling Shuang also came over to Xu Jingming, smiling as she said:

"You did well this time. Speaking of which, we have to thank George.

Without the media he invited over, this matter wouldn't have had such a big impact."

"It's all thanks to Teacher Ling's good teaching." Xu Jingming grinned.

After hosting the match, Ling Shuang didn't linger here any longer; with a flicker of space, she left the spot.

With the eighth-rank Grandmaster gone, the remaining media people all livened up, crowding around Xu Jingming one after another, firing off questions nonstop.

The questions were all over the place, and Xu Jingming only picked some of the simpler ones to answer.

"Mr. Xu, may I ask how you view the Holy Spirit Wu Guan's behavior this time?

If such behavior occurs again, how will you handle it?"

At this moment, another voice spoke up to ask a question.

Clearly, the media people were all very concerned about this question, and one by one they looked at Xu Jingming with curiosity.

"For normal sparring and exchanges, our Lei Ting Wu Guan has always been very welcoming.

But for martial halls like the Holy Spirit Wu Guan that come with ill intent, I don't mind letting them pay a small price."

Xu Jingming answered with a smile.

A small price?

A wave of lamentation passed through the hearts of the many media people.

After this battle, the Holy Spirit Wu Guan would absolutely lose a large number of potential clients.

Even for the next two or three years, whenever Lei Ting Wu Guan was mentioned, the Holy Spirit Wu Guan would be dragged out and whipped.

This price could simply be called extremely painful!

Even George himself was severely wounded and on the verge of death; without a month or two he had no way to recover at all.

Of course, this was something he brought upon himself.

He was far too confident.

"However, there's one point I need to emphasize: those who come to challenge the elite training camp of my Lei Ting Wu Guan, it's best not to be over 30 years old.

After all, I'm only 20, aren't I? If the age is too great, there'd be the suspicion of bullying the young with superior age."

Xu Jingming added another sentence slowly.

In reality, the 29-year-old George could already be said to have been bullying the young with superior age.

The surrounding crowd was stunned upon hearing this, only then remembering that Xu Jingming really was only 20 years old!

The main reason was that Xu Jingming performed far too maturely, and moreover was already the head coach, which made people subconsciously overlook his age.

After asking several more questions, the media, who had reaped a full harvest, finally took their equipment and left.

It can be expected that, with today's footage broadcast.

Xu Jingming and Lei Ting Wu Guan would absolutely become the center of discussion in Melbourne.

"Impressive — they said single-handed suppression, yet he didn't even use one hand."

After the media left, Catherine walked up on her long slender legs, turned a pair of emerald-green eyes over, and asked expectantly:

"Are you free tomorrow? I'd like to invite you to attend our Holy Church's celebration."