Chapter 142
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Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “Whether I am shameless or not has absolutely nothing to do with you.”
“Instead, you accuse me of being arrogant. Do you really think that just because you hit twelve rings and were rated as a peerless prodigy, no one can match you?”
Ye Wushuang sneered and said, “Qin Hao, dare you gamble with me, this so-called arrogant person?”
“If I hit more than twelve rings, I don’t ask you to do anything. Just slap Yun Qingyue.”
“If I don’t exceed twelve rings, then right here, in front of everyone, you can kill me, Ye Wushuang.”
“Dare you?”
Suddenly, Ye Wushuang’s smile faded, and he said indifferently, “If you dare, then let’s do it. If you don’t, then shut your filthy mouth and stop showing off in front of me!”
“Everything I say and do is my own business. What right do you, Qin Hao, have to criticize me?”
At this moment, on the main platform, Elder Tang Chuyi smiled and said, “What a spirited young man. I like him.”
Beside him, Murong Ying and Bai Yi exchanged glances and both let out a wry smile.
Tang Chuyi wasn’t really appreciating Ye Wushuang’s temper; he was just delighted to see Ye Wushuang challenge Qin Hao.
“Brother Hao…” Yun Qingyue reached out and grabbed Qin Hao’s sleeve, looking extremely anxious and pitiful.
Qin Hao clenched his fists tightly and said nothing.
“Too scared to accept?”
Ye Wushuang said again, “Then shut your mouth from now on, Qin… peerless prodigy!”
At this moment, everyone around was stunned.
Was this… really Ye Wushuang from the Ye family?
The Ye family was quite well-known in Liuyue City, and Ye Wushuang had become infamous after being expelled from the Yun family, of course, all for bad reasons.
But today, Ye Wushuang showed a kind of backbone that completely overturned everyone’s impression of him.
“Qingyue!”
Qin Hao said coldly at this moment, “Do you think he can surpass me?”
“Of course not!” Yun Qingyue replied immediately.
“Good.”
Qin Hao took a step forward and said, “Everyone, watch closely. This is a challenge from Ye Wushuang, and I, Qin Hao, accept it!”
Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyue’s face changed instantly.
It wasn’t that she thought Ye Wushuang could hit twelve rings; it was that Qin Hao, for the sake of pride, had actually agreed.
After all, Ye Wushuang had said that if he surpassed twelve rings, Qin Hao would have to slap her.
No matter how you looked at it, Yun Qingyue didn’t feel good about it at this moment.
A smile curled on the corner of Ye Wushuang’s mouth.
Accepted?
Great!
“Yun Qingyue, it seems your future second husband doesn’t cherish you very much!”
In the next moment, Ye Wushuang took a step forward, stood in front of the strength-testing drum, clenched his fist, and struck with all his might.
*Thud thud thud… Thud thud thud… Thud thud thud…*
Nine rings echoed almost instantaneously.
At this moment, many people were left speechless.
In the eyes of most, Ye Wushuang might not even be able to hit nine rings.
But…
*Thud!!!*
The tenth ring sounded again.
Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Could it be…
*Thud!!!*
The eleventh ring sounded again.
*Thud!!!*
Twelve rings had already spread.
Ye Wushuang had triggered twelve rings, which was already on par with the peerless prodigy, Qin Hao.
If another… ring were to sound, then Ye Wushuang would surpass Qin Hao!
*Thud thud thud…*
However, before everyone could react, three more rings suddenly echoed from within the drum.
Fifteen rings!!!
In an instant, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence.
Qin Hao’s face turned ashen, his fists clenched so tightly that his fingernails dug into his flesh.
Fifteen rings! How could this be!
Under the oppressive silence, the disciple in charge of recording the results finally came to his senses, gripped his pen, and began to speak, “Ye Wushuang, fifteen rings, rated as…”
*Thud…*
But before he could finish his sentence, another ring resounded throughout the venue.
At this moment, everyone even began to doubt their own hearing.
*Thud… Thud…*
However, it was not over yet.
Two more rings echoed within and outside the martial field.
Eighteen rings!
For a long while, the martial field remained utterly silent.
Elder Tang Chuyi, Mentor Murong Ying, and Mentor Bai Yi, without realizing it, had also stood up, their faces filled with an expression of utter disbelief as they looked at Ye Wushuang in the center of the field.
