Chapter 120: Dragon-tiger struggle? Battle of old rivals?

    As the two walked, the discussions continued.

    “I thought he wouldn’t come.”

    “It’s a pity that Chu Xuan risked his life to get a top-tier profession, but this one hasn’t shown much movement…”

    “It’s easy to say when you’re standing, but can you just get a top-tier profession? If you die, you lose everything.”

    “When he was at Tier 2, Chu Xuan couldn’t compare to Su Chen, but at Tier 3, Chu Xuan caught up… This is the real dragon-tiger struggle.”

    Normally, very few Chief Justices would discuss core seeds in public to avoid trouble.

    But in the current situation, everyone was discussing, and in the crowded environment, the atmosphere was agitated, and people could not help but speak their minds.

    The arena was already packed, and even below the stage, there were people standing.

    Ming Lin did not forget to look back and tease, “You see, when Chu Xuan is mentioned, you are inevitably brought up, and when you are mentioned, Chu Xuan is also inevitably brought up.”

    Su Chen was completely speechless, but he couldn’t control what others said.

    Seeing his speechless expression, Ming Lin couldn’t help but smile:

    “No choice… who told you two to join the Tribunal in the same year, both being Mo Cui, and both being exceptionally promoted to core seeds, and then happened to encounter a reform. This kind of bundled discussion will probably continue for a long time.”

    Unlike them, other core seeds, Su Chen and Chu Xuan were about the same age, and there was more of a comparative meaning.

    In the past, core seeds had a large age gap, so there would usually not be such discussions. It was rare to encounter these two, so the novelty was strong.

    Their observation spot didn’t require them to squeeze with the crowd. At the very top of the seats on both sides, there was a sparsely populated area.

    Even though the surrounding seats were packed with people, no one leaned towards that area.

    “They’re all familiar faces…” Su Chen squinted his eyes and swept a glance. Wei Yufan… Zhong Ming, Feng Ze, plus Ming Lin and himself, and Chu Xuan who hasn’t stepped onto the stage yet, the core seeds were all present.

    “Su Chen is here…” He Kang whispered to Wei Yufan.

    He glanced at the passage and saw Ming Lin and Su Chen ascending the steps, and his expression changed slightly.

    “I thought he wouldn’t come.” Wei Yu Fan’s voice was barely perceptible, “Does he think he’s hiding well?”

    He Kang, beside him, raised his thick eyebrows and couldn’t help but say, “He probably really doesn’t want to get involved in the struggle. Liu Chen cut off the Gu family’s thunder core, and he didn’t say anything.”

    “It’s precisely because he didn’t say anything that you can see his forbearance.” Wei Yufan’s voice was cold, “Besides, since Chu Xuan is already on our side, we should give him some benefits.”

    Speaking of which, Wei Yufan couldn’t help but think of Liu Chen, who was a sharp blade, although a bit ambitious, he was still an effective subordinate.

    And there were quite a few flaws, making him easy to control, but Chu Xuan was much harder to control than Liu Chen.

    “But it’s not a bad thing…” He glanced at Feng Ze, who was not far away. If Liu Chen really became a core seed, whether he wanted to or not, he would inevitably challenge him, and part of his power would be split off.

    Reform, the Chief is really cunning.

    And the newly promoted core seed, Feng Ze, stood by the railing, overlooking the arena below. Although he contained it well, that feeling of pride and exuberance still radiated from him.

    “This is a core seed…”

    Even though he had been a core seed for some time, he still expressed this heartfelt sentiment at similar moments.

    In the past, he always stood behind Liang Jingcheng, or in the invisible crowd below, but now he was one of the focuses, attracting everyone’s attention.

    He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Ming Lin and Su Chen getting closer.

    His gaze lingered on Su Chen. Originally, his target was one of Su Chen or Chu Xuan.

    After all, they were new comers, easy to bully, but the many battles between the four core seeds showed him another opportunity.

    That was his former boss, Liang Jingcheng. After his strength was suppressed to Tier 3, his performance was not as powerful as he had imagined.

    Moreover, he had a unique advantage: his understanding of Liang Jingcheng.

    Having followed him for many years, he had almost figured out all of Liang Jingcheng’s abilities, but Liang Jingcheng didn’t know him that well.

    Because the two had different statuses, Liang Jingcheng always looked at the other three core seeds, and even higher positions, but forgot to look down.

    “Consider yourselves lucky…” His gaze shifted from Su Chen.

    The two had arrived, and no matter what they thought, they still had to greet each other.

    Wei Yufan even teased, “Junior Brother Su is like a dragon that only shows its head and not its tail. It’s been almost half a year since he entered the Tribunal, and we haven’t seen each other… uh… three times?”

    Su Chen shook his head helplessly, “I’ve seen Senior Brother Wei from a distance several times, but Senior Brother Wei probably didn’t notice me.”

    “Haha… It seems I’ll have to keep a sharper eye out from now on.” Wei Yufan laughed.

    Besides Wei Yufan, Feng Ze and Zhong Ming did not speak after greeting him.

    While the few were talking, a yell suddenly came from below. It was Chu Xuan stepping onto the stage, leaping up steadily onto the arena.

    His appearance hadn’t changed, but the aura in his brows was significantly different from a few months ago, carrying a hint of ruthlessness.

    He scanned the surroundings, then turned his gaze upwards, seeing Su Chen first.

    “He’s here…” Chu Xuan let out a sigh of relief. He thought Su Chen would avoid this fight. “Does he really think this challenge has nothing to do with him?”

    Thinking this, the ruthlessness on his face diminished significantly. There was a great terror between life and death. This time, in advancing to a top-tier profession, he truly walked on the edge of life and death, never before facing death so clearly.

    Coupled with his advancement to Tier 3, his state of mind had matured a lot, but his obsession had not diminished in the slightest, instead becoming even stronger.

    “Today is the day to wash away the humiliation.”

    During the life-and-death crisis of advancement, it was the obsession of washing away the humiliation that allowed him to survive.

    Chu Xuan retracted his gaze, his eyes sharp, subtly regaining the energetic demeanor he had at the start of the assessment.

    “This is that Chu Xuan, Wei Yinsuo’s student, Mo Cui talent.”

    The top floor of the challenge hall was a circle of sealed rooms. In one of them, Chong Jingtian was there, standing by the window, watching the arena below.

    The speaker was a seemingly refined and amiable middle-aged man, wearing black-rimmed glasses, his gaze falling upon Chu Xuan on the stage. He nodded and said, “Indeed, he can be called magnificent.”

    “Shumo, you’ve just returned, there are some inside stories you don’t know.” Chong Jingtian smiled, “This kid hadn’t even entered the Tribunal yet, and with the help of a few people under the Fourth, he gathered a large group, and his momentum was considerable.”

    Jiang Shumo, the Ninth Judge of the Tribunal, had just returned. “Chief…” Jiang Shumo laughed, “I’ve only just returned, and my ears aren’t deaf. He originally wanted to make a big splash, but Su Chen stole his thunder. After entering the Tribunal, he lay low for a while, and recently he’s been getting involved with Wei Yufan again.”

    “You are still the same.” Chong Jingtian sighed, “If you go to a place and don’t figure out everything, you feel uncomfortable.”

    “I wish I could be deaf, but these two guys are mentioned so often, there’s nothing I can do,” Jiang Shumo spread his hands. “It makes me feel like it’s reminiscent of the Chief and Xia Hanshi back then, both were dragon-tiger struggles.”

    “Unfortunately, the Chief cannot accept students.”

    In order to keep the position of Chief Judge as fair as possible, previous Chief Judges were not allowed to accept students; this was the rule.

    “Back then…” Chong Jingtian’s eyes were dazed, as if reminiscing, and he said with a wry smile, “In the past, the core seeds, though they fought amongst themselves, didn’t break entirely, and rarely harbored deep-seated hatred.”

    “But now…” He sighed, “The more talented people there are, the less of a good thing it is. The power Wei Yufan can mobilize now is probably no less than any Judge.”

    “The friction in the dark is also getting more and more intense. If they aren’t dispersed, problems will arise sooner or later.”

    Chong Jingtian shook his head helplessly. Ying Feng had been a core seed for nearly ten years, and he wasn’t the only one.

    These matters were sensitive, and Jiang Shumo remained silent for a moment before asking, “Is that Su Chen here?”

    “The one next to Ming Lin is him.” You Shan, beside him, pointed.

    “…This one’s even better.” Jiang Shumo’s eyes lit up, “He has proper features and is handsome. How did he end up with Old Xia? He’s going to be led astray.”

    Chong Jingtian’s meaning was unclear: “This kid… is very cunning, and hides deep. Guess how many times he has interacted with other core seeds since he entered the Tribunal.”

    “Including everyone, barely more than ten times.”

    Jiang Shumo was surprised, “That’s quite unlike Old Xia. Which top-tier profession is he preparing to advance to?”

    “Top-tier profession?” Chong Jingtian’s expression was strange. “Who told you he was going to advance to a top-tier profession?”

    Jiang Shumo couldn’t help but frown, “Choosing a superior profession would be tantamount to admitting defeat to Chu Xuan, and with such talent, Old Xia wouldn’t allow him to shrink back.”

    “Xia Hanshi is more lenient with him than you can imagine.” Chong Jingtian thought of the day the Pang family was destroyed, and how that old fellow Xia Hanshi actually started using his brain.

    “Is that so?” Jiang Shumo was increasingly surprised, but also said, “The future is long, there’s no need to contend for temporary gains and losses.”

    “He might not lose…” Chong Jingtian shook his head. “Many people have forgotten that Su Chen can operate with dual professions.”

    “Although the arena has flaws, it cannot precisely suppress mental toughness, which is somewhat disadvantageous to Psionists, but Chu Xuan has only just advanced to Tier 3.”

    The arena was not perfect; if the professional rank was too high, it couldn’t be suppressed, and mental toughness was difficult to precisely suppress, after all, it was the most mysterious part of a living being.

    For example, a Tier 4 professional could suppress their abilities to the first half of Tier 3, but their mental toughness could only remain at the limit of Tier 3.

    However, the influence of mental toughness only affects mental attacks, and many Psionists don’t only have mental attacks as a means, or even no mental attacks, so the impact is not significant.

    “That’s right…” Jiang Shumo nodded, a hint of anticipation rising. “I wonder when those two will fight. I hope I haven’t left by then.”

    “Xiong Tao, Fourth-Tier professional… Crimson Gold talent…”

    Chu Xuan’s enemy had arrived, a powerfully built man, two and a half meters tall, with solid muscles.

    But after stepping onto the arena, his stature shrunk to two meters, and his life aura withered considerably.

    Ming Lin looked at Zhong Ming beside him, “Do you have confidence?”

    Xiong Tao was his opponent, from a lower city. It was destined that he would not be a top-tier professional in Tier 1 and 2, and his presence was usually not high.

    “If he had confidence, he wouldn’t challenge Chu Xuan.” Zhong Ming said very directly, and Ming Lin chuckled, “That’s true.”

    The battle had already begun in the arena. Xiong Tao was a melee fighter, but not of the elemental type. Black mane-like fur covered his body at a visible speed.

    The surface of these bristles gleamed with a metallic coldness, their roots deeply embedded in the continuously expanding muscles, undulating like waves with muscle movement.

    His finger joints crackled as they extended two inches, his fingernails thickened into dark keratin, and the skin on the back of his hands keratinized under the fur, forming defensive scales similar to those of reptiles.

    “Tier 3 Advanced – Iron Mane Berserker Bear. Challenges aren’t allowed to use weapons, so he has a certain advantage.” Ming Lin remarked.

    Su Chen looked on with considerable surprise. The melee fighter category encompasses many sub-types. Elemental types are one aspect, and transformation types are another.

    Most of these are related to mutated species, and higher tiers are subtly linked to ancient myths, such as Teng Liang’s Ancient Spirit Giant, and Bu Siqi’s profession, which are all of this type.

    The two types each have their advantages and disadvantages, but at least Tier 3 is required for transformation-type professions, which he had never heard of in Nanfeng before.

    Chu Xuan’s transformation was equally evident; his hair had turned crimson, and streaks of blood tattooed his cheeks, extending to his eyes. In his hands, two blood-red cleavers, clutched by writhing pythons, materialized.

    “Bloody Butcher…” Ming Lin and the others’ expressions became much more solemn.

    Wei Yufan, however, said, “This Chu Xuan is also determined. We’re all from the Tribunal, what kind of grudge can’t be resolved? Why be so hard on yourself?”

    “I heard that in the Blood Frenzy Trial, his heart stopped for thirty seconds, and he almost didn’t make it back.”

    Ming Lin frowned slightly. Being so ruthless to himself also indirectly showed his “hatred” for Su Chen. He couldn’t help but say:

    “No one would hide their strength during an assessment. Doesn’t Chu Xuan understand that?”

    Everyone’s expressions varied. Spectators could understand, after all, it wasn’t them who were humiliated.

    Wei Yufan said, “During the assessment, perhaps it was an unintentional mistake, but when I invited Junior Brother Su last time, with me mediating, he seemed to have no intention of mediating.”

    Su Chen glanced at him. What exactly did this older brother mean, still playing along?

    Not to mention that He Kang’s message was wrong at the time, even Liu Chen’s attitude when he came to visit later, he didn’t believe that this person was truly there to mediate that night.

    Seeing Su Chen remain silent, Wei Yufan frowned slightly and said, “It’s a pity, it’s too late to say anything now.”

    Ming Lin subconsciously frowned, too late? What did that mean?

    Before he could ponder further, a clamor erupted from below.

    Clang!

    A crisp collision sound came from the arena. The butcher knife, wrapped in blood flames, struck down head-on. Xiong Tao crossed his arms to block the attack, and the friction between the bristles and the blade produced a grating sound.

    “Roar!” He let out a roar, slamming his right leg on the ground, twisting his waist and hips to redirect the blade, and then used his left claw to strike at the opponent’s ribs.

    Chu Xuan retreated, throwing both blades. The blood pythons bit the handles, crisscrossing and circling. The left hand blade feigned an attack on the lower body, while the right hand blade silently circled behind Xiong Tao.

    (End of this chapter)

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