Tournament Challenge

At the arrival of his mortal enemy Saman, Tetenis's eyes filled with hatred. "Saman, you're not welcome here."

"Don't be in such a hurry, little fellow." Saman gave a strange laugh. For someone who had lived for tens of thousands of years, Tetenis truly was no more than a "young man."

Saman surveyed the courtyard, his gaze settling on the forged sword. He looked faintly surprised. "I never expected you to have reached this level. You're at least stronger than your teacher, Luns. It seems that the death contest three months from now will be more interesting than I imagined."

Chen Rui had heard Tetenis mention that the inheritance crystal's contract was extraordinarily peculiar. Within the bounds of the contract, Saman and Tetenis could not harm one another, nor could they be harmed by outside forces. Even if he could transcend the crystal's rules and kill Saman, Tetenis would die as well. Thus, they could only prevail through the rules.

"This young man is your disciple?" Saman sized Chen Rui up for a while, clicking his tongue and shaking his head. "What wonderfully vibrant young life force. It seems you, as a teacher, are far too stingy—even unwilling to leave your disciple a true inheritance."

"I'd like to find a scapegoat I could pass my inheritance to as well," Tetenis sneered. "Unfortunately, this one-track mind that has nothing but battle in his head simply isn't cut out for it."

Chen Rui fell silent without speaking. He knew very well that the old man's biting mockery was meant to protect him, even at the cost of sacrificing himself.

When Tetenis had accepted Chen Rui as his disciple, he had once asked him about it. As expected, Chen Rui had refused at the time. Yet as time passed, Tetenis had come to