MM Racing Chapter 15 Young Man's Juice
Chapter 15 Young Man's Juice
Wang Ai has passed away peacefully.
After he left, Lu Jin chatted with the old master and others for a few more minutes before leaving the stands and heading to the contestants' tunnel to find his grand-disciple.
As far as he was concerned, although Wang Ai was an old man who did nothing right, after years of knowing him, Old Master Lu knew that the old man generally wouldn't ask for favors. Since he had already taken a liking to him, he would naturally have to give him face.
As for what Yue Qing wants to do, that's none of his business.
On the stands, watching the two leave one after another, the old celestial master's gaze couldn't help but fall on the young man in the Taoist robe in the contestant passage.
How so?
The old master didn't have any ill feelings towards Yue Qing, but if he really thought about it carefully, he could always see his own younger self in him—calm and arrogant, neither good nor bad.
But ever since Yue Qing asked him those questions last night, this centenarian has inexplicably held this Wudang disciple in higher regard.
In the world of extraordinary beings, the cultivation of both body and spirit is practiced. However, throughout history, apart from those like Lu Zu who ascended to immortality, very few have truly reached the end. This is why, after the emergence of shortcuts like the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, countless people have flocked to them.
But that boy...
What a wonderful person!
At this point, the old master felt inexplicably helpless. He had roamed the world of supernatural beings for a hundred years, so how come he had only taken in such a cotton ball as Zhang Lingyu? If this disciple had half the temperament of Yue Qing, this old fellow would probably be laughing in his dreams.
……
Inside the contestants' tunnel, Lu Jin found Yue Qing and repeated Wang Ai's words to him. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Wang Ai and I both came from that era. Whether we're friends or not is hard to say. But since he wants to talk about social niceties and ask you to give way to Wang Bing, kid, I think you know what to do, right?"
Social etiquette?
What personal relationship does Wang Ai have with Yue Qing?
From the beginning until now, hasn't it all been an accident?
Yue Qing looked at his advisor with a smile and asked in a low voice, "I know what you're saying, but what kind of relationship does Wang Ai have with our Sanyi Sect?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Jin smiled slightly, said nothing, patted Yue Qing on the shoulder, and turned to leave the contestant passage.
Lu Jintai understood what this junior meant.
The schedule is determined by drawing lots, and it's fate that he and Wang Bing are grouped together. Wang Ai doesn't want to be rude to a junior like him; he has absolutely no sense of personal favor.
There is no interaction between Wudang and the Wang family.
Lu Jin was a disciple of the Sanyi Sect, and the Wang family held no influence whatsoever.
Now that Wang Bing is in his hands, the only possibility is that he can get Wang Bing some juice. As for anything else, that depends on whether the Wang family can afford it.
As for pointing to Wang and eliminating him?
What kind of nonsense is this?!
I've already taken down the Ten Elders, do you think I'd let a newbie like you, who's never even seen a triad before, win?
……
"Contestants Yue Qing and Wang Bing, please enter the arena immediately!"
The voice of the referee from the Celestial Master's Mansion rang out from inside the contestants' passage.
Wang Ai looked at her beloved grandson and quickly said, "My dear grandson, I've taken care of everything over there. Consider it training once you go up there, understand?"
Wang Bing nodded, not dwelling on the deeper meaning: "Don't worry, sir, I understand what you mean. I promise to get our family back."
His own grandfather has already made arrangements for him; if he doesn't stand up for himself, wouldn't people look down on him?
Besides, what good is Yue Qing's fighting ability? In the world of gangsters, strength and background matter. Before the Wang family's resources, everyone has to kneel down.
……
At the same time, as Wang Bing entered the arena, Wang Ai also came to the stands with her cane. She looked at Lu Jin with a smile on her face, and then turned her head to watch the competition quietly.
"How many moves do you think Wang Bing can withstand against the God of War?"
"I think Wang Bing is not weak either, but then again, the God of War is the current leader of Wudang Sect, so let's give Wang Bing a couple of moves."
"Where are you going, running around here and there?"
"Holy crap, you little black guy, you've finally shown your true colors!"
"If you ask me, Wang Bing winning is if he can last even a minute!"
"That's not right. Wang Bing is, after all, the great-grandson of the Ten Elders. As a major sect of the Zhengda School, Wudang has a good relationship with the Celestial Master's Mansion. Logically and morally, Wang Bing should be treated with some dignity."
At this point, everyone expressed their agreement.
But a wise man voiced a discordant note:
"What if the king doesn't want to maintain a dignified appearance?"
"Don't want to be dignified? Then the God of War will make sure he is."
Amidst the murmurs of the spectators in the stands, Yue Qing and Wang Cong each entered the middle of the competition arena through their respective contestant entrances.
As a spirited young man, Wang Bing's arrogance was innate, while Yue Qing, on the other hand, had a calm expression and a slightly lazy demeanor.
"Contestants enter, the competition begins!"
As the referee's announcement faded, the competition officially began.
Guess what they'll do right from the start?
Wang Bing pointed with his little finger and began to make threats: "Yue Qing, you're a Wudang Taoist priest. If you had any sense, you should kneel down now to avoid losing too badly and disgracing Wudang."
Yue Qing: ...
People can actually laugh when they're speechless!
For a fleeting moment, he even felt as if he and Wang Bing lived in completely different worlds. Even if he couldn't distinguish reality from his own, the other party should know the gap between his strength and Wang Bing's. But now...
Garlic bird! Garlic bird!
Since you can't distinguish reality from fiction, then let's bring you back to reality.
Yue Qing rolled up his sleeves, flashed forward, and instantly appeared in front of Wang Bing. Without hesitation, he slapped the other man across the face.
After a brief moment of surprise, Wang Bing once again transformed into the Spinning Top Prince, spinning twice and a half in mid-air before landing heavily on the ground.
Pain surged through him like a tidal wave, causing the young man to let out a piercing scream.
He didn't understand why this was happening!
Didn't Grandfather arrange everything for him?
Why didn't Yue Qing kneel down?
Overwhelmed by immense pain, Wang Bing understood.
I examine myself three times a day:
Did I give him too much face?
I shouldn't have spoken!
I should have acted immediately!
Many spectators in the stands looked completely bewildered.
"The God of War is so fast! I didn't even have time to react before the match was about to end."
"This is the tenth elder's grandson? He's not all that great!"
"You know what, you really don't know, but that attack from the God of War was something I could have blocked too."
……
Listening to the discussions of the onlookers around him, Wang Ai's face turned ashen.
Didn't we agree to release the water?
Why is Yue Qing treating his precious grandson like this?
He knew the power of the opponent's blow; if his grandson took that hit, his skull would crack!
His precious grandson has never suffered such pain in his life.
Yue Qing, you little brat, you better know when to stop.
Wang Ai was internally screaming, but this was a competition held by the Celestial Master's Mansion, and the rules held him back. Even though things didn't go as expected, he didn't dare to intervene.
He couldn't defeat either Yue Qing or the Celestial Master's Mansion.
At this moment, on the competition field, Wang Bing, with pain on his face, decisively used the Spirit Binding Technique.