Chapter 160: The Duel with the Imperial Prince of Great Chu

"The Hidden Dragon should be led by me — how could we ever sit as equals?"

Xiang Longtao looked down at Fang Can, his two-and-a-half-meter frame like a towering wall.

"I don't intend to accept the Hidden Dragon Ranking's placement, but once I break through to First Revolution, I'll never have another chance to be ranked. So between us, we must decide who's superior."

"So what do you want to do?" Fang Can looked up at the youth before him and said calmly, "Have a fight?"

"Of course!" Xiang Longtao's lips curved into a slight arc as he said, "At the Grand Competition of the Nations. Neither of us breaks through — we'll decide victory and defeat on pure physical strength alone."

"Well? Dare to fight me?"

With Xiang Longtao's words, every young martial artist around turned their gaze in unison onto Fang Can, waiting for his answer.

At this, Fang Can answered without the slightest hesitation:

"Fine. The venue will be the tallest building in the entire grounds. I'll wait for you there for one full day."

"One top of the Hidden Dragon Ranking is enough. Just wait to lose."

"Refreshing!" Xiang Longtao licked his lips and laughed, "You're really something. I'm already looking forward to our match in a month. Until then!"

As his words fell, his towering frame had already vanished from this space — he had logged out.

With the other party's departure, Fu Xiangyu stepped forward and said, "Brother Fang, you've lost your mind."

"You think I can't win?" Fang Can asked.

"Agreeing to a duel in front of such a huge crowd means countless eyes will be watching. Unless something unexpected happens, you two crushing the First Revolution tier are bound to be the top contenders for first place."

"And even if you win this duel, it'll be a case of both sides badly hurt. When the time comes, everyone will surely gang up on you."

"The other party is an Imperial Prince of Great Chu — there must be people secretly protecting him."

"There's a gap between the top ten, but once they break through, you could face lethal danger."

"You're overthinking it." Seeing the other's sincerity, Fang Can frowned and reminded him, "This match doesn't even carry the risk of death. If I can't even accept a fair challenge like this, what's the point of training in martial arts?"

"And what if the loser gets humiliated by the winner?" A crisp female voice suddenly rang out from the side.

A charming, captivating girl in white stepped closer, her admiring gaze measuring Fang Can's face.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean it literally. My imperial brother has idolized the Hegemon-King of Great Chu since childhood — every move he makes, sitting or lying down, carries the air of a tyrant-king. And along with that, he's picked up some rather unsavory habits."

"For instance, in my imperial brother's eyes, every opponent weaker than him is female — meant to be wantonly humiliated by the strong."

The white-clad girl ran an almost offensive gaze up and down Fang Can's body: "Not long ago, that First Revolution warrior he defeated was humiliated by my imperial brother after the fight. A pretty boy like you, if you lose…"

Seeing Fang Can's tightly furrowed, disdainful brow, the white-clad girl smiled and said, "So I advise you to give up this idea. How about withdrawing while you still can?"

"No need. I don't think I'll lose." Fang Can said coldly.

"My imperial brother thought the same. So whose intuition is more accurate?" The girl smiled, only to see the youth before her had already logged out of this space.

'What a pity…' Watching Fang Can exit the space, the girl sighed inwardly — she hadn't managed to dissuade him.

She wasn't actually certain who would win between the two, but if Xiang Longtao lost, the damage to his invincible Dao-heart could cause the Heart-Light needed to break through to First Revolution to regress.

So rather than letting the two of them clash, she felt it would be wiser to wait until after breaking through to First Revolution, then use their numbers advantage to steadily grind Fang Can down.

She couldn't talk her imperial brother out of it, and she hadn't expected Fang Can to be just as stubborn.

'A bunch of muscle-headed Bai Chi.'

Thinking of Xiang Longtao, the girl felt helpless — if he really could crush everything in his path, she wouldn't bother worrying about how to fight.

If his martial strength could reliably crush Fang Can without any thought, would she even need to deliberate like this?

With a sigh of resignation, she too logged out of Mount Fangcun, leaving behind the rest of the Hidden Dragon Ranking crowd who had just watched a good show.

'The two co-first-ranked are going to settle it early — such a grand event, I absolutely have to get there early to watch.' Many martial artists who loved drama and never minded things blowing up thought to themselves.

But the few martial artists ranked near the top had no desire to get involved.

The decisive battle was only three days away — the sooner one broke through to First Revolution, the greater the benefits afterward. There was simply no time to meddle in something like this.

But no matter what, once this group of martial artists left Mount Fangcun, the outside world would surely be stirred up by this duel.

His consciousness returned to reality, and looking down he saw Ye Qingshi wrapped around his waist, squirming.

"Your time with the young and vigorous today has already exceeded the limit." Fang Can said helplessly, "You can't even resist this much male beauty?"

"Sorry." Ye Qingshi guiltily wiped the fine thread of saliva from the corner of her lips.

'You were just spacing out without moving a muscle, and when I called you, you didn't respond. Once lust kicked in, I couldn't think about anything else.'

The girl said this, then puffed out her chest: "It's all because A-Can is too irresistible. I just made a mistake that every girl would make."

"Is that why you want to give little Fang Can a home that can fit him?"

Fang Can said speechlessly, "That's sophistry. Your willpower isn't up to par — punishment: you're banned for another day tomorrow."

"Ah, I'll go crazy craving it."

Ye Qingshi threw her arms around Fang Can with a tearful voice, but he saw through her intention and pushed her away: "When you can't resist, that's exactly the time to cultivate."

Saying this, Fang Can straightened his collar that had been pulled open, looked at the girl, and shook his head helplessly.

No matter how you look at it, she was someone Yuan Dang in his previous life had the Heavenly Mechanism Tower rate as one of the Three Thousand Absolute Beauties — how could her willpower be so weak, so easily pierced through by desire?

Moreover, recently after training in martial arts she'd been getting more and more uninhibited, and had even learned to use complaining as an excuse to grope him.

"A-Can, don't! I just want to enter the Heaven Ascension Path a little earlier." Ye Qingshi said pitifully, "I'm not actually lecherous — I just purely want to train in martial arts."

"Then go train. Why cling to me?" Fang Can said helplessly.

Ye Qingshi shook her head: "No, I want A-Can to train with me."

'What a disgustingly lovey-dovey couple — and here I came all this way.' In the shadows, Hearing Liu Qingmeng listened to the commotion inside the courtyard and thought helplessly.

After seeing the Ascending Dragon Ranking and realizing something was wrong, she'd come over to check — only to have doge shoved down her throat.

After all, for the sake of the Sixth Revolution inheritance a year from now, she had to keep Fang Can alive — not to mention this guy was also the future child-husband of her worthless disciple.

'But doesn't this guy have a bit too much peach-blossom luck?' Hearing Liu Qingmeng frowned deeply as she thought:

'According to the Hehuan Sect's Yin-God Incantation description, by the day Jiang Ningan marries him, forget the first taste — probably not even the first thousand… no, not even the first ten thousand sips will be left for anyone else.'

At the mere thought of that scene, a hint of delighted smile crept across Hearing Liu Qingmeng's otherwise cold face, and she nearly couldn't hold back her laughter.

(End of this chapter)