Chapter 97: The final right of interpretation for this game belongs to me, Tang An

The second competition in Chechi Kingdom: meditation.

In the open space outside the palace, Tang An and Huli Daxian were both prepared to sit. Beside them was an incense burner with incense lit.

The competition was to see who could endure sitting in meditation for a quarter of an hour without moving; whoever could would be the winner.

"Scripture Seeker, don't say that I, Huli Daxian, am bullying you. When it comes to meditation, you definitely cannot compare to me."

If the first competition could be considered an accident for Huli Daxian, then he was extremely confident in winning against a mortal.

After all, he was a practitioner of the Dao; meditation held no difficulty for him whatsoever. Moreover, he only needed to persist for a quarter of an hour to win.

His confidence at this moment was almost bursting; the corners of his mouth were practically stretching to the back of his ears.

It was just that he was too arrogant and happy too early, forgetting one saying.

When things are abnormal, there must be demons.

And Tang An was the person most capable of stirring up trouble.

"Come, come, come, let's start immediately, no rush."

Tang An took out her Universe Bag and pulled out a sack of something that looked like fodder.

Afterwards, she laboriously spread it in a circle around her meditation mat.

"Your Majesty, I am a person who fears being poked; I'm spreading some grass, you don't have any objections, right?"

Although it was catnip specifically for tigers that she had exchanged from the system, calling it fodder to outsiders seemed perfectly fine.

What objections could the King have? He didn't know what catnip was.

In his concept, Tang An was, after all, a Princess of Great Tang with a delicate status; it was normal for her to feel that the cattail mat they prepared was uncomfortable.

"Princess, please do as you wish." Saying this, the King looked at Huli Daxian, hoping he would not let Chechi Kingdom lose another round this time.

If this round were lost, according to the best-of-three system, Chechi Kingdom would truly lose to Tang An.

At this moment, Huli Daxian, looking at the fodder Tang An had poured out, felt his breath hitch, and his eyes instantly lit up as if enchanted. How could he still notice the gaze the King was casting?

"Hehe~"

Tang An finished placing the items, clapped the fodder off her hands, and seeing Huli Daxian's state of near-total loss of resistance, sat down satisfied.

"Alright, I'm ready."

The King noticed something wrong with Huli Daxian. "Great National Teacher, are you ready?"

Huli Daxian shook his head; at this point, he was already floating and unclear-headed.

However, this round represented the victory or defeat of Chechi Kingdom; at this time, he absolutely could not admit defeat.

"Ready."

It was only a quarter of an hour; with his concentration, he could persist, he definitely could persist, yes.

"Good, light the incense." At the King's command, palace attendants immediately came up to light the incense.

However, the attendant had only just lit the incense and had not yet retreated when they felt a blur before their eyes, and the smoke from the incense had already dissipated.

"Whoosh~"

The incense was lit in the previous second, and Huli Daxian rushed in front of Tang An in the next.

He couldn't take it! He simply couldn't take it!

Nezha, Yang Jian, and Wukong all had their eyes move, but they did not act rashly.

Why?

Because Huli Daxian appeared to have lunged straight at her, but after reaching Tang An's side, he suddenly lay down on the ground with clear eyes.

Just a moment ago, he was a majestic National Teacher, but now he was like a feline, his body twisting as he lay on the fodder Tang An had spread around.

Those two big eyes were almost crossed, looking exactly like a fool.

Those big lips were biting his hands incessantly, and drool was practically flowing out.

Never mind a quarter of an hour, he hadn't even lasted three seconds; he had almost revealed his true form.

"Big Brother!"

"Big Brother!"

Look at how anxious Luli Daxian and Yangli Daxian were; they wanted to rush onto the stage to pull him away right then.

But could they pull him?

Huli Daxian, who had already lost his mind, could not be woken up unless he was forcibly dragged away.

Tang An got up from the ground and patted the fodder off her dress.

"Won, the hem of my dress is slightly dirty." She looked back at her three disciples, acting as if she were showing off.

Wukong laughed: "My old Sun knew it; Master is so wise, she would definitely win steadily against that monster."

Yang Jian said: "It can be seen that your surprise move is worthy of praise."

Nezha looked at the two of them; whenever this happened, it seemed to make him appear uncultured.

"Hmm?" Tang An raised an eyebrow, signaling Nezha to hurry up and praise her; she was still waiting.

Nezha turned his face to the side and proudly gave Tang An a thumbs up. "You're pretty capable."

"Hmm~ refreshing." Tang An was bubbling with joy; indeed, there is no one who doesn't like being praised.

"Your Majesty, best of three, I have won again."

The King's expression was truly ugly. What was this situation? It ended before it even began?

"The Great National Teacher... what happened to him?"

"It's nothing, he's just high; he'll be fine in a moment. He's very happy right now."

Sure enough, Huli Daxian, who had been forcibly dragged off the stage, was currently as happy as a fool.

Except for his size, all his postures matched the characteristics of a feline.

"Monster!" Luli Daxian and Yangli Daxian rushed over immediately. "What kind of demonic art did you use to harm my brother to this extent?"

"Monster? Demonic art?" Tang An looked at the two of them, then at herself. "Which one of us is the monster? Don't you have any self-awareness in your hearts?"

The two monsters' expressions changed; they couldn't believe that Tang An, a mortal, could actually see through their true forms.

"This round was rigged by you; winning is also dishonorable!" Luli Daxian fought back vigorously.

"Honorable? How much is honor worth?" Tang An sized the two of them up. "You two just tell me, did I win or not?"

"Not speaking? Not speaking means you acknowledge it."

"Since I've won and achieved my goal, is it important whether it's honorable or not?"

"Besides," Tang An took out the contract, "doesn't it say here, the final right of interpretation for the rules of this competition belongs to me, Tang An."

Luli Daxian's face turned livid; he hadn't expected Tang An to be waiting for them with that sentence. "You Scripture Seeker, you are always good at sophistry!"

"Are you praising me? You're actually quite a nice person."

Luli Daxian had prepared all his insults for the next part, but was left speechless by Tang An's words.

Did he... praise her?

She actually seemed quite polite.

So, should he continue to insult her or not?

"Alright, I can see you're not convinced by the loss. How about this, don't say I, Tang An, am bullying you; let's go straight to the third round."

"As for this third round, I will definitely make you, make all of you, completely convinced in heart and body."

Tang An's words contained a hidden malice.

"Hmph, what big talk!" Luli Daxian still felt that if it were him, he definitely wouldn't lose as miserably as Huli Daxian.

Little did he know, this next third round was the one where whoever went up would lose the most miserably.

No, it couldn't be called losing miserably; it was... tragic.

And it was more than just the word tragic could describe. ===== CHAPTER 98 =====