Wu Tong: Master of All Arts, This Is American Iaijutsu

Continuing from the previous chapter:

What is Outsider"Outsider"?

In reality, so-called Outsider are simply people who are different from ordinary people.

Even though these Outsider possess extraordinary abilities, they are still, in the end, just ordinary mortals. If handled properly, a small knife can easily take the life of one of Outsider.

Not to mention that at this moment, the child opposite him was not holding a knife, but the most terrifying weapon ever created by mankind—a gun.

"No, this isn't right, is it?"

When Zhang Cai and his two companions saw the revolver the child opposite them had pulled out, they immediately froze, stiffly turning their heads to shout at the Daoist priest on the referee's bench.

"Isn't this supposed to be a martial arts competition for Outsider? Why are they using guns?"

It wasn't just the three from Little Peach Garden.

In the audience on stage, some people started to talk about it.

"This... is a gun?"

"Um... it does seem to be a gun."

"..."

"Wait, isn't this the martial arts competition for Outsider at the Grand Rite of Luo Tian? How come they're using guns?"

"Does this count as cheating?"

"Um... I don't think so. I think this gun was gradually formed from his hands. This should be his ability."

"His abilities? This guy is a naturally gifted Outsider?"

"Imagination materialization? Creating objects? Or material transformation?"

"Damn, innate Outsider are just outrageous. These superpowers are truly bizarre. Four Fiends Shen Chong's loan sharking, Xia He's Bone-Scraping Blade, Miss Feng from All Heavens Group's spatial control, and now this kid's Innate Ability. I feel like I've wasted all these years."

"Brother, you're not alone."

"Holy crap, this is Heavenly Principles! Not only is he incredibly handsome, but he also possesses such powerful Innate Ability. This guy is a true winner in life."

"If the gun is real, how will the others play?"

"Oh wow, good question... I'm curious too."

"I wonder how the Daoist priests of Mount Longhu will judge this? After all, it's their ability; they can't just ban it outright, can they?"

"Who knows? But this is quite a show. Look at those three from Little Peach Garden. The moment that guy took out his gun, those three guys immediately knelt down."

"Hey sis, don't you think that guy is really handsome?"

"Hmm, they are indeed very handsome. Real Person Lingyu, A Qing, and this handsome younger brother, ah, how should I choose?"

"Ugh! This is such a difficult choice! I feel like choosing either one would be disrespectful to the other two."

In the audience seats.

Although the conversation veered off-topic, some people still kept their attention on Wu Tong in the room.

"Wow, Wu Tong's got some serious tricks up his sleeve! He actually pulled out a gun right away?"

Xu Si stared in shock at Wu Tong's actions. Based on the information he had received, he naturally knew Wu Tong's strength, but Wu Tong was completely unpredictable.

Who would bring out a gun during a martial arts contest?

"Forehead..."

Xu San glanced at the four people facing off below, then at a small notebook on his lap that he intended to use to record Wu Tong's information.

After a long silence, he quietly closed the notebook.

At this moment, Xu San's thoughts were: (╯°Д°)╯┻━┻.

Is this some kind of rip-off?

What's there to record about this?

Wow!

Feng Baobao stared at the gun in Wu Tong's hand, her eyes shining, her heart filled with longing.

She has a great interest in guns. She has always wanted to play with those guns since she saw them on TV, but she has never had the chance to get her hands on one.

Over time, Feng Baobao gradually gave up on this idea.

But now, seeing the gun that appeared in Wu Tong's hand, Feng Baobao's little thoughts couldn't help but be stirred up again.

'I want it so badly, I want it so badly, I want it so badly...'

In the Arena.

The three from Little Peach Garden had already started muttering and shouting.

"Cheating, cheating! This is clearly a foul, isn't it?"

"Yeah, this is so unfair! They've already pulled out guns, how are we supposed to fight?"

"Restrictions must be imposed; this brat's use of guns must be restricted."

The Daoist priest on the referee's stand was also at a loss, listening to the discussions between Little Peach Garden and the other spectators.

In this situation, how should he be judged?

Restrictions? Maybe this is the only method they have. If we restrict them, will they still be able to operate?

Furthermore, there are no rules in the Grand Rite of Luo Tian that prohibit participants from using weapons, are there?

So there are no restrictions? But if that's the case, how can other people play? Who can beat them? Those are guns, you know. Apart from a few special individuals, I doubt anyone can beat them.

At this moment, the Daoist priest, who was having a bit of a headache, glanced at Wu Tong inadvertently.

Seeing that Wu Tong was now actually starting to yawn out of boredom.

Upon seeing this, the Daoist priest's eyes immediately lit up. "That's right, I don't know what to do. Why not just throw this problem to the creator of the problem?"

So the Daoist priest spoke up directly, "Contestant Wu Tong, this is a competition for Outsider. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to pull out a gun like this?"

"Really?" Wu Tong tilted his head, feigning confusion, and said, "But this is my ability. You can't just forbid me from using my ability, can you?"

"Besides, their inability to resist firearms is simply a matter of their own lack of skill. How can you blame me for that?"

"..."

That does seem to make some sense.

'Fine, Wu Tong's point is valid. This is their ability, so why can't we use it? Let's leave it at that.'

After thinking for a moment, the Daoist priest also started to give up.

After glancing at the three from Little Peach Garden, the Daoist priest said directly, "What Wu Tong said makes some sense. This is simply his ability. In addition, the use of weapons is not prohibited in this competition, so he did not violate the rules."

"The game continues."

It's over.

The attempt to prevent the other party from using firearms was unsuccessful.

When the Daoist priest announced the result, the three from Little Peach Garden immediately understood that the matter was settled and there was nothing they could do.

The three of them felt utterly hopeless, each emanating an aura of death.

"Huh? We can continue? Then I'll get started."

Wu Tong didn't care about the three people's appearance and just smiled and spoke.

"Hey guys, watch out, my American Iaijutsu isn't easy to handle."

"Wait, wait, wait, wait..."

The three Little Peach Garden Trio immediately called for a stop. Of course, although they weren't very well-educated, they still knew how to use the internet.

The group had read the famous American Iaijutsu post before, so they naturally knew the power of this move.