Eternal Saber-Chapter 359 - 77: Defending Honor

Old Capital, Chuansi Palace.

Under the octagonal pavilion, Shen Che and Ming Yue Wanderer sat across from each other, leisurely sipping tea.

"Regarding the Genius Tournament, the betting odds from the top ten gambling houses have already been released."

Shen Che asked, "This time, who does Mister favor?"

The Genius Tournament had already developed into a series of industries in the Old Capital, involving not only the gambling houses but also many surrounding sectors, covering all kinds of industries.

Ming Yue Wanderer inquired, "What are the odds?"

Shen Che replied, "The top three are still people from the three major families: Murakumo Kyo at one to one, Amaterasu Chizuru at one to two, Tsukiyama Tairou at one to three. Oh, and Feng Xing’s odds aren’t high, at one to four."

The lower the odds, the more optimistic the gambling houses are about a participant’s prospects.

According to these odds, the top four are Murakumo Kyo, Amaterasu Chizuru, Tsukiyama Tairou, and Feng Xing.

Of course, this is just the ranking given by the gambling houses for now.

The Genius Tournament hasn’t started yet, and the odds may be adjusted at any time.

Ming Yue Wanderer smiled and said, "I plan to bet everything on Murong Haitang later."

"Oh?"

Shen Che was a bit surprised.

Previously, when he had called over the personnel accompanying Shen Yu to the Hermit Continent, the intelligence gathered wasn’t very detailed.

Chen Tang single-handedly defeating the Eight Great Vajra was certainly a feat.

But for Ming Yue Wanderer to hold him in such high regard still caught Shen Che by surprise.

This person always had extremely high standards. Even though back then he favored Feng Xing, considering him the most talented among his peers, Mr. Ming Yue didn’t think much of it.

Shen Che asked, "What ranking does Mister think he can achieve?"

Ming Yue Wanderer said blandly, "That depends on what ranking he wants to reach."

Shen Che was startled.

This appraisal was excessively high.

In other words, even if Chen Tang wanted to take first place, it wasn’t impossible!

Just at that moment, an attendant rushed in excitedly, even sliding to a halt before him, saying breathlessly, "Reporting, Military Lord, Feng Xing is dead!"

"Oh?"

Shen Che’s eyes lit up, and he asked, "Who killed him?"

"It was Murong Haitang."

The attendant hurriedly replied.

Shen Che, invigorated, asked, "What happened? Tell me in detail."

The attendant said, "Miss Yu brought Murong Haitang to Amaterasu Palace for age and cultivation testing, and they happened to run into Feng Xing."

"The two sides got into a quarrel, and while it seemed like it might come to nothing, Feng Xing insulted the Tiger Subduing Fist, calling it trash, which angered Brother Murong. They arranged a duel, and Feng Xing chose a fight to the death."

In his excitement, the attendant unconsciously changed his form of address.

Shen Che, intrigued, asked, "And then, how long did they fight before life and death were decided? Was Murong Haitang injured?"

"Hehe."

The attendant chuckled foolishly and said, "Feng Xing couldn’t even touch a hair on Brother Murong; they exchanged less than ten moves..."

"Ten moves?"

Shen Che couldn’t help but interrupt, incredulous.

"No, that’s not right."

The attendant thought for a moment and shook his head, saying, "Strictly speaking, in the first few moves, Feng Xing was chased around by Brother Murong, constantly dodging. In actual combat, it was only three moves. In three moves, Feng Xing was killed by Brother Murong!"

Three moves!

Shen Che was shocked, instinctively looking towards Ming Yue Wanderer.

Ming Yue Wanderer’s expression was unchanged, seemingly unsurprised.

Shen Che was deep in thought.

It meant that even before the Genius Tournament began, the task he had assigned to Chen Tang was already completed.

This person was indeed much stronger than Feng Xing. If he could marry into the family, assist Yu’er, and perhaps have a child...

No, that would not work.

This person’s origins are unknown; all that’s known is he hails from the Divine Land, with his background, teacher, and past all shrouded in mystery.

The idea that had just arisen was dismissed by Shen Che himself.

The attendant continued, "The gambling houses have already raised Brother Murong’s odds to one to four..."

Shen Che and Ming Yue Wanderer exchanged glances, saying simultaneously, "Too late to bet!"

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North Sea Palace.

The Military Lord of Murakumo, Cai Chuan, was chatting leisurely with his grandson, Murakumo Kyo, when the sound of hurried footsteps came from outside, accompanied by a guard’s voice.

"Reporting, Military Lord, Feng Boyi seeks an audience."

Cai Chuan frowned slightly.

He and his grandson were engrossed in their conversation, and this interruption naturally annoyed him.

Moreover, it came from one who had just defected.

Murakumo Kyo rose and bowed, "Grandfather, should I take my leave?"

"What’s the matter?"

Cai Chuan did not permit Feng Boyi to enter, instead asking from within the house, while motioning for Murakumo Kyo to sit down.

"Reporting, Military Lord!"

Before the guard could speak, Feng Boyi’s voice rang out, seeming to suppress his anger, "My son Feng Xing was killed by a young expert brought by Shen Che!"

"Hmm?"

Cai Chuan was a bit surprised, pondering for a moment before saying, "Come in to speak."

Feng Boyi quickly entered, his face dark as he respectfully knelt and saluted before recounting the events at Amaterasu Palace.

"Murong Haitang?"

Cai Chuan looked at Murakumo Kyo.

Murakumo Kyo shook his head, "Grandson has not heard of this person."

"Please, Military Lord, grant justice for me and Xing’er!"

Feng Boyi bowed his head, speaking with a broken voice.

Cai Chuan said, "General Feng, I understand your feelings, but since the two engaged in a fair duel, one must bear the consequences."

"But..."

Feng Boyi gritted his teeth.

It’s easy for you to say when it’s not your son who died!

Cai Chuan said coolly, "Should this person participate in the Genius Tournament, let Kyo face him and defeat him."

"He must be killed!"

Feng Boyi said through clenched teeth.

"Hmm?"

Cai Chuan’s expression grew cold, glaring icily at Feng Boyi.

How the Murakumo Race conducts its affairs is not for outsiders to comment on!

Feng Boyi shuddered internally, realizing his mistake, quickly bowing and apologizing.

"You may leave."

Cai Chuan waved his hand.

Feng Boyi, drenched in cold sweat, dared not linger and bowed out of the room.

Cai Chuan pondered silently, then after a long pause, summoned a guard, saying, "Investigate the background of Murong Haitang."

After that, he turned to Murakumo Kyo and said, "If what Feng Boyi says is true, then the abilities of this Murong Haitang should not be underestimated. If you face him in the Genius Tournament, do not hold back. Give everything you have!"

"Yes, grandfather."

Murakumo Kyo replied with his head bowed.

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Moonlit Palace.

Even at noon, the palace was filled with a chill, the lighting dim.

An aged voice echoed, "Tairou, have you heard? Feng Xing was defeated in three moves by a young expert from the Shen Family."

"Grandfather, I just heard." A young voice replied.

"During the Genius Tournament, aside from Murakumo Kyo and Amaterasu Chizuru, be wary of this person; don’t underestimate him. He is skilled in boxing, with a fierce style, and reportedly his Fist Technique has reached the Divine Realm."

The old man said, "Our Moon Night Race excels in Sword Skill. If you encounter him in the Genius Tournament, remember not to engage in boxing, but cut him down with a single stroke. Don’t let him entangle you."

Tsukiyama Tairou said, "Rest assured, grandfather. I will defend the honor of the Moon Night Race to the death!"