Willing to Admit Defeat

Niu Gao withdrew his Martial Soul, took a deep look at Jun Xuehan, and slowly said, "A bet is a bet, kid. You won this match. Our Defense Clan will join your Wind Snow Pavilion."

As soon as he finished speaking, Niu Gao walked back to the main seat with a somewhat gloomy expression, and slapped the armrest of the chair heavily with his hand.

"Old Rhino, you have to admit defeat. You even lost to your strongest defense." Yang Wushuang said calmly, looking at Niu Gao.

"I admit it? Of course I admit it! Didn't I already say I'd joined the Wind Snow Pavilion? Wushuang, what more do you want me to admit it?" Niu Gao's eyes were wide open like copper bells, practically screaming "I'm not convinced!"

Seeing Niu Gao's expression, Jun Xuehan couldn't help but smile. He could tell that Niu Gao had only agreed verbally and had no real intention of joining. But he didn't care at all and went straight back to his seat.

"Senior Niu Gao, if you are not satisfied, we can void this bet. I will take six more Soul Bone and we will have a new match. We will compete in defense, which is your Defense Clan's specialty. You can name the rules." Jun Xuehan calmly ran her hand through her hair and spoke in a gentle voice.

"Old Goat, Wushuang, did you hear that? This wasn't my idea; it was this kid's. So I'll have a bet with him!" Niu Gao immediately agreed and then began to think about the rules of the contest.

It's impossible to get him to willingly join the Wind Snow Pavilion just because he lost a bet.

But Niu Gao was also very clear that he had indeed lost just now. And in this gamble, it was obvious that this kid was giving him a way out. Even if he had won this competition, he would never have taken those six Soul Bones. The reason was simple: he didn't have the face to do so.

If he lost the competition and the other party offered to cancel it, but he won and got the Soul Bone, what would become of the Defense Clan's reputation if word got out?

Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang, seeing Niu Gao deep in thought, said nothing more. After all, they were well aware of the reason for Niu Gao's dissatisfaction.

After a long pause, Niu Gao slowly said, "Boy, I won't bully you. We'll attack each other three times without activating our Martial Soul or relying on any external forces. If you can still stand in the same spot after three attacks, I'll completely submit to you, not only bringing the Defense Clan to join the Wind Snow Pavilion but also acknowledging you as my master."

Upon hearing this, Jun Xuehan asked softly, "Does that mean if I'm still standing in the same spot after three attempts, I'll win?"

Niu Gao nodded affirmatively and said, "That's right, as long as you can still stand in the same place, you win."

Jun Xuehan calmly stood up and said, "Then we don't need to attack each other three times. I'll focus my abilities on defense."

As she spoke, Jun Xuehan prepared to walk towards the center of the hall, but Yang Wushuang suddenly stood up and asked, "Sect Master, are you sure you can do it? The attack of Soul Douluo is no joke. Even without using Soul Power, Soul Douluo's attack is not something Soul Ancestor can withstand."

Jun Xuehan shook her head slightly and said, "I don't know, let's give it a try."

Without external assistance, he himself was unsure whether he could withstand Niu Gao's attack. However, having consumed the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and the Infernal Delicate Apricot, Jun Xuehan's physique far surpassed that of other Soul Master of the same level.

Seeing this, Yang Wushuang was unsure whether he should stop Jun Xuehan. When they came out, Qian Renxue had very seriously instructed him to ensure Jun Xuehan's safety.

If he gets injured in the bet, how will he explain it to Qian Renxue? Putting everything else aside, the relationship between Jun Xuehan and Qian Renxue is definitely not ordinary.

Anyone with a modicum of emotional intelligence and a discerning eye can see this.

Jun Xuehan looked at Yang Wushuang and smiled indifferently, saying slowly, "It's alright. If I'm really injured, it's my own fault, and it has nothing to do with you."

Upon hearing this, Yang Wushuang thought for a moment and then returned to her seat without saying anything more.

Jun Xuehan stood in the center of the hall, and Niu Gao also got up from the main seat and walked to Jun Xuehan.

"I'm about to begin." Niu Gao reminded him, his hands clenching tightly. Without activating his Martial Soul, it would be very embarrassing for a Soul Douluo to fail to defeat a Soul Ancestor within three strikes.

"Yes, I'm ready." Jun Xuehan took a deep breath and looked at Niu Gao calmly.

Niu Gao assessed Jun Xuehan's strength, then used ten percent of his power to attack Jun Xuehan body. The difference in their Soul Power was forty levels; even ten percent of Soul Douluo's power was not something an ordinary Soul Ancestor could withstand.

Faced with Niu Gao's attack, Jun Xuehan raised her arm to block Niu Gao.

Jun Xuehan felt a tremendous force strike her arm as her arm collided with Niu Gao's fist.

The immense force caused a slight pain in his arm, and his body involuntarily staggered back a few steps.

After blocking Niu Gao's attack, Jun Xuehan shook her arm and calmly looked at Niu Gao in front of her.

Niu Gao was not surprised by this. He raised his hand again, using 30% of his strength, and struck at Jun Xuehan in front of him.

Jun Xuehan's body was slightly recovered. He looked at Niu Gao's fist and stretched out his hands, preparing to use his physical strength to forcefully block Niu Gao's attack.

With a thud, Jun Xuehan slid backward rapidly until she was almost hitting the wall before she managed to regain her balance.

"This kid is indeed a prodigy. Give Old Goat some face and use only half your strength for this final blow. If I injure him, it would seem like I'm bullying him." Niu Gao thought to himself and continued to raise his hand.

Jun Xuehan narrowed her eyes, shook her arm which was numb from the pain, looked at Niu Gao was attacking, tilted her body slightly, recalled the movements of Niu Gao's attack in her mind, and stretched out her hands horizontally.

When Niu Gao's fist and Jun Xuehan's palm came into contact, Jun Xuehan took the initiative to step back, and the force in her hand gradually increased in order to reduce the power of Niu Gao's fist.

Although the power was constantly decreasing, Jun Xuehan's body was still blasted away by the enormous force.

With a bang, Jun Xuehan's body slammed into the wall, causing some cracks to appear. The immense force made Jun Xuehan's Blood One churn, and she felt a sweet taste in her throat, as if a mouthful of Rebellious Blood was rising up.

But after clearing his throat, Jun Xuehan forcibly suppressed the Rebellious Blood, narrowed his silver eyes, looked at Niu Gao, and asked, "Senior Niu Gao, it seems that I have won."