"I... I have no objections!"
Li Jingxing went pale at the cannon muzzle aimed at him and hastily shook his head.
Even if he had any objections, he wouldn't dare voice them now!
Standing beside him, Li Jingfeng looked just as grim. Seeing Jiang Xiaobai turn his gaze toward him, he could only steel himself and step forward.
Even as he did, though, Li Jingfeng couldn't help glaring at Li Jingxing.
Exactly! Things had been perfectly fine. Why had he gone and provoked this bastard?
Now look at them. The two brothers had to fight in front of all these people from the Martial World.
If word got out, Dingyuan Prefecture... would probably become a laughingstock.
But with the cannon still trained on them, Li Jingfeng could only swallow his anger, no matter how furious he was.
"Begin!"
Jiang Xiaobai smiled faintly and stepped aside.
Li Jingxing and Li Jingfeng exchanged a look, neither making the first move.
While they hesitated, however, Zhang Xinnian chuckled and laid a hand on the cannon.
At that, Li Jingxing had no choice but to take a fighting stance.
Li Jingfeng's face twitched. He likewise stirred his internal energy and charged at Li Jingxing.
Bang!
Their fists and palms collided, sending gusts of force sweeping outward. The Dragon-Tiger Contest had officially begun.
The sight set many in the crowd talking again.
But no one went out of their way to mock them.
Because... in the Martial World, this was called swallowing humiliation to preserve the whole, bending with the current.
Anyone might find themselves in such a position, so... no one had any right to laugh!
"Heir Jiang!"
Yu Shangwu looked up at the two combatants and said helplessly, "The Dragon-Tiger Contest... isn't supposed to be fought like this!"
"According to the rules, anyone