Chapter 637: Take half a life to compare

Just got home, the Hou Fu sent a message, saying that the Hou Fu's heir wants to see him.

"What are you doing seeing me not during the year or festival?" Chen Guanlou was lazy and didn't want to move.

The little servant who passed the message looked at him with admiration and reverence, "The heir heard that you are going to compete with the master of Jixia Academy, and he is worried about you, so he wants to see you."

"You all know about this little thing?"

How long has it been, the news spread so fast.

"Young Master Lou, can you win?" The little servant was curious about winning or losing.

Chen Guanlou was a little confused about the little servant's address, "Why do you call me Young Master?"

"If the little one doesn't call you Young Master, what should I call you?" The little servant asked back.

Chen Guanlou pondered for a while, forget it, forget it, no need to care about this little thing, "You can call me whatever you want. Do you hope I win?"

"Of course I hope you win. However, everyone in the mansion says that you probably can't win. People are ninth-rank peak, and they have been for many years."

"It's normal that I can't win at my age, don't you think? The master of Jixia Academy, if there is no accident, must be an old man. If an old man can't even beat me, he must be shameful. But if I can't beat him, that is a matter of course, not shameful."

The little servant was dazed for a moment, then nodded heavily, "Makes sense."

"Makes sense, lead the way, go see your heir."

Arriving at the Hou Fu, he was directly invited to the outer study, and the heir Chen Guanfu had been waiting for a long time.

Chen Guanfu seemed to care about him quite a bit, "Are you really going to compete with Master Qi of Jixia Academy? Do you have confidence?"

"I am arranging a fight with him. Regardless of whether I can win or not, this fight must be fought."

Who is competing with him!

Fighting, a life-and-death fight, each according to their ability, not talking about martial arts.

"No confidence?"

"Whether there is confidence or not, it must be fought." Chen Guanlou's tone was very strong.

Chen Guanfu was a little indescribable, he pondered for a while, and said: "If you really don't have confidence, I can come forward and negotiate with Jixia Academy to cancel this competition."

"No need! Do you think I will definitely lose?"

"Is it possible that you can win?" Chen Guanfu asked back. He couldn't bear to see the genius of the Chen family fall here; Master Qi's cultivation is unfathomable. Chen Guanlou is too young and definitely not an opponent. If he falls here, it is a huge loss for the Chen family. Reasonably and emotionally, he should come forward and protect the other party.

He called the other party to speak, one is to explore the reality, and the other is to want to persuade the other party to cancel this competition and save his life.

Chen Guanlou giggled, "Winning an old man might be a bit difficult. But escaping is definitely not difficult. Are you worried that I will die! Hahaha... thank you for your concern, I definitely won't die. A mere Master Qi, wanting to kill me, he can't do it. At most, I will pay the price of being injured, and let the other party also be injured.

I want to see, after being injured, how he can break through the Grandmaster realm, and how he can be arrogant. A few young disciples of Jixia Academy ran to the Heavenly Prison and pointed at my nose to show off. If this fight is not fought, wouldn't I have no face."

Chen Guanfu:...

He had a headache.

He knew that martial artists have violent tempers. He is also a martial artist, but his cultivation is limited, only fourth-rank cultivation. It is normal to fight at the slightest disagreement.

However, just because a few students were disrespectful, he wanted to challenge a ninth-rank peak martial artist, which is really not wise, too impulsive. Not considering the consequences at all.

He said solemnly: "Master Qi has been ninth-rank for twenty years, and has been in the peak stage for at least seven or eight years. His cultivation is unfathomable, not a joke. What is your specific cultivation, I can't see through, and others can't see through. You tell me, how many moves can you take under the ninth-rank peak martial artist?"

"I don't know how many moves I can take." Chen Guanlou was very bare, and what he said was the truth.

He has no inheritance, no sect, no senior guidance, because he has a treasure and cannot communicate with people about martial arts experience at will. His experience is very different from others, and it is easy to see the clues and secrets discovered by others. All the way here, he relied on his own exploration. What level he is, what level he can fight, how many moves he can take, where does he know.

Only after fighting will he know what level his strength is in.

Chen Guanfu frowned, and he didn't report hope, "You can't do this. You don't know anything, and you don't have a specific grasp of your own strength. How are you going to compete in the competition the day after tomorrow?"

"Take half a life to compare."

Chen Guanlou didn't lie.

He really intends to take half a life to compare.

He has the Xiao Changsheng Dao Fruit and can repair his injured body at any time. He dares to challenge the ninth-rank peak martial artist, just counting on the Xiao Changsheng Dao Fruit to save his old life, fighting to the point of not dying to beat the ninth-rank peak martial artist down.

"Nonsense!" Chen Guanfu disagreed, "If it really doesn't work, cancel the competition."

"Cannot cancel. Words spoken, water spilled. One spit, one nail. I, Chen Guanlou, want face."

"Is it very face-saving to run away if you can't beat?"

"That's different. In the face of life and death, don't talk about face."

Chen Guanfu:...

All are crooked reasons.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the irritability in his heart, "Are you sure you want to fight?"

"Definitely fight!" Chen Guanlou said firmly.

Chen Guanfu gritted his teeth, "How much confidence do you have to save your life?"

Chen Guanlou smiled when he heard this, "Ninety-nine percent confidence to save my life, you can rest assured about this."

"Really?"

"But there is only thirty percent confidence to fight to a draw."

"Thirty percent is enough." Chen Guanfu breathed a sigh of relief, he gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "I will find a way to invite the Emperor out of the palace the day after tomorrow and go to Jixia Academy. At the critical moment, I hope to help you."

Eh?

This cousin who is out of five clothes, no matter what the starting point is, at least he is willing to think about him like this at this moment, it is really good!

"Can you really invite the Emperor out of the palace?" He was quite curious.

Chen Guanfu said with great certainty: "The capital has not had a ninth-rank martial artist compete in public for many years, to be precise, for twenty or thirty years. Such a grand occasion, how can the Emperor miss it. I think, the families in the capital, official families, cannot miss your competition with Master Qi."

"So popular! Is there anyone making a bet? Is there anyone betting I win?" Chen Guanlou was very curious, wanting to know what level he is in the eyes of the public.

"Betting you win, odds twenty."

"Twenty times, so not looking favorably on me." Chen Guanlou tsked twice, "How many times for a draw?"

"Fifteen times."

"I don't even have the qualification to draw!" Chen Guanlou was very indescribable, the huge capital with millions of people, actually no one looked favorably on him?

"Then if I lose, what are the odds?"

"One time." Chen Guanfu said indifferently like an emotionless heir.

Chen Guanlou pondered for a while, "If you trust me, buy a draw. By the way, buy five thousand taels for me. You ask the gambling house if they want to bet on Master Qi being injured and vomiting blood. If they are willing to bet, then buy five thousand taels for me to buy Master Qi being injured and vomiting blood."

"Are you sure?" Chen Guanfu was very surprised, "Do you have confidence to make Master Qi injured and vomiting blood?" He really wanted to ask, where does the confidence come from? ===== CHAPTER 638 =====