I Wonder What Your Shen Clan Has to Give Up

Two more games have ended.

On the field, everyone's expressions shifted slightly, and they became more alert.

"It's the last game."

Countless eyes looked at Gu Chen on the field, with different expressions, but they all had something in common, which was emotion.

"This kid's stamina is truly astonishing. Even I, back in my day, struggled to do this when I took on eighteen opponents at once, yet he managed to persevere," someone murmured with admiration.

As soon as he finished speaking, those around him thought:

"You can't say that. Perseverance always involves some kind of strain, but looking at him, he doesn't seem to be struggling. It's just that each game is getting longer as the season progresses."

A female cultivator gazed at Gu Chen's robust physique, her eyes already shining, and murmured softly:

"I really wish I could have a proper, in-depth conversation with you, young man. You can fight for an entire day with such intense exertion; if it were anything else..."

Du Niansheng was also looking at Gu Chen at this moment, with a hint of uncertainty in his brows:

"Does Gu Chen intend to continue?"

Even he found that somewhat unbelievable.

At this moment.

Shen Tianxun appeared on the field.

"As expected of the strength of the Withering and Flourishing Sect, they've actually come this far."

As he spoke, he looked at Gu Chen and said:

"Next, the final match of this wager will take place. Before that, you will have three hours to rest. After you have rested, the final battle will begin."

Gu Chen shook his head upon hearing this:

"No need, I can continue."

The phrase "excitement without feeling tired" perfectly describes Gu Chen's current state.

Isn't the consumption minimal?

Of course it's a huge number, ninety-nine games in a row. Even if the earlier games weren't very demanding, they still can't be ignored.

But are you tired?

Obviously not.

This intense exchange actually taught him a lot and gave him many new insights.

"No."

Shen Tianxun shook his head, his gaze sweeping across the field, and said:

"Our Shen Clan has always valued fairness and impartiality. Right now, my son Shen Wentian has not yet expended any energy, while you have attacked repeatedly and are extremely exhausted. Under these circumstances, even if my son wins, it will inevitably be suspected that you have taken advantage of the situation."

"Therefore, you need to rest so that you can be in better shape."

After saying that, Shen Tianxun immediately dissipated the power supply of the arena.

Many people on the field expressed their regret at this.

"I thought we'd play a hundred matches in one go, but it looks like we'll have to wait another three hours."

Some people expressed their understanding:

"That's normal. So many matches in a row is indeed unfair to Gu Chen. Shen Wentian is still quite strong. If he runs out of stamina halfway through, even if Shen Wentian wins, it would be an unfair victory."

Someone glanced at Gu Chen, who was slightly frowning on the field, then looked at Shen Tianxun, and gently shook their head:

"The Shen Clan still has too many petty schemes."

Upon hearing this, the boy following beside him turned his head to look:

"Grandpa, why do you say that?"

"Sense Gu Chen's aura and state right now." The man gestured to Gu Chen and said:

"Is it like boiling water, or like red-hot iron?"

The boy sensed it for a moment, then tentatively asked:

"I feel like he's in a somewhat... fanatical state right now?"

"Right."

The man nodded.

"As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot; sometimes, the same applies to sparring and exchanging blows."

"Looking at Gu Chen now, he's clearly suited to this style of getting stronger the longer he plays. Letting him continue for another match might not cause any problems, but if he's forced to rest for a while, then..."

The man didn't continue speaking, but instead looked at the boy.

The boy looked thoughtful, then suddenly said:

"Like hot iron suddenly cooled, it may seem harmless, but in reality, it is harmful?"

"That's right." The man smiled and reached out to pat the boy's head.

"This is probably the result that Chief Shen Clan wanted."

In fact.

Just as the grandfather and grandson said.

Shen Tianxun truly harbored these thoughts.

What he needs is not a Gu Chen is in good form and performing well.

Those who are out of sorts and need their own help are the ones who need it most.

At this time.

Gu Chen had already returned to the sidelines.

"In the end, it still has to be Senior Brother Gu."

Mu Fan raised his hand and gave a thumbs up, saying:

"Our peak is the longest-lasting, and it truly deserves the title!"

Gu Chen shook his head upon hearing this:

"What a pity, it could have lasted even longer."

"Just some scheming," Qin Li said.

"But it's no use."

Gu Chen looked at Qin Li and said:

"Thank you very much, junior sister."

After such intense exchanges, he discovered that many of the things he learned from sparring with Qin Li, while seemingly unremarkable, were often the best choices when there was almost no time to think.

Qin Li shook her head, as if thinking of something, and said:

"We are all disciples of our master, and it is only right that we help and support each other."

After saying that, he gestured for Mu Fan to move aside and then said to Gu Chen:

"Physical recovery does not preclude the ability to control one's state through mental focus."

She could see clearly that Gu Chen was in no position to rest right now.

Even if the recovery is very fast.

Even if I were to regain my current state, it would be far from enough.

Mu Fan obediently moved a little further away, and after Gu Chen sat down, he smiled and said:

"The veteran instructor's private tutoring class is officially open!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he received a disdainful look from Qin Li.

Far away.

Liu Duanyuan's gaze lingered on Qin Li, a hint of surprise in his eyes:

"Did she teach Gu Chen his martial arts?"

Qin Li's age doesn't seem that old.

Then, his gaze shifted to the side, sweeping over Xiao Ye and the others.

"Those we can't figure out are probably all Lu Changzhi's disciples."

"That's quite a clever way to hide it."

Liu Duanyuan suddenly had the urge to ask a question.

If their Liu Clan could also learn this, and if they could deceive those mysterious forces, perhaps some of their troubles could be easily resolved.

"However, let's wait until this little guy has tasted some sweetness first."

Liu Duanyuan temporarily put his ideas aside.

For now, we're still in a cooperative relationship, and some give and take is necessary.

At this moment.

Another member of the Liu Clan who had come with them suddenly stepped forward and said:

"Ancestor, the Shen Clan chief is willing to give up all the benefits of the Withering and Flourishing Sect to our Liu Clan, but hopes that we can give their descendants some praise at the right time."

This matter was discussed and agreed upon a long time ago.

But now that Liu Duanyuan has arrived, it's no longer up to him to make the decision.

"Give up the benefits?"

Liu Duanyuan smiled gently, thought for a moment, and waved his hand, saying:

"I understand."

Upon hearing this, the visitor said nothing more.

It is only right that decisions be made by those with higher status and position.

Liu Duanyuan looked at Shen Tianxun and gently shook his head.

"I don't know what your Shen Clan has to give up."

Self-interest is the most important thing.

Currently, those who support Lu Changzhi's Withering and Flourishing Sect are the ones who have the best interests at stake.

On the other side.

The person who just informed me was Shen Tianxun, who also conveyed this information telepathically.

Upon hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Shen Tianxun's lips.

Since Liu Duanyuan did not refuse, it's practically a 100% certainty.

Everything is in place now, just waiting for the show to begin!