White String(Up In Book Next)
Chapter 60: The Red Wind

"How do you think it's possible to win?" Xiao Mi looked at the arena for a while before glancing at White String.

"At least eighty percent," White String replied calmly. "But the opponent is quite strong. What if we bet?" there was no seriousness in her words, plus Xiao Mi laughed at the end of her words.

"Alright, I bet things will be reversed after a hundred moves," White String had absolute confidence that his disciple would not lose. At least, series.

Xiao Mi did not expect that the White String would take her seriously. He also placed a bet, "All my things were originally yours. But I have a blueprint that I obtained from the Golden Lotus Pavilion that I will bet on. If I win I will ask one request from you. I bet his opponent will fall before a hundred moves."

Betting among the spectators was common. If lucky, one would be able to bring in double the profit at the very least. Even if it was unlucky, it was still possible to obtain some gold coins. Although there are some people who cheat.

The battle platform was filled with hot temperatures. The spectators in the front row could even feel the hot air hitting their faces.

Hou Yang held his folding fan. He kept piling up his aura to suppress Xiao Xuan. His face showed an arrogant smile as he saw a large drop of sweat flowing down the edge of Xiao Xuan's face.

"Youth Junior, I will not overestimate yourself. Admit your defeat fairly," Hou Yang said indifferently.

"Acluded defeat?It should be my word!" Xiao Xuan smiled coldly. With a blink of an eye, he drew his sword and spread his aura to counteract the aura of Hou Yang.

The extremely shocked Hou Yang retreated half a step back. "Just winning in terms of aura alone is too arrogant. If you can, face this style. Nine Layers of Hell!" Hou Yang immediately withdrew his expression and threw his folding fan.

The folding fan that flew immediately split into two, then four, to nine fans. Then each of the nine fans carried a different flame.

Legend has it that hell has nine hundred and ninety-nine layers. Each layer is designated by a different group of people. There is a hell for the good man and the Buddha, and a hell for the people who walk in the path of the devil.

The Nine Layers of Hell are a rough embodiment of hell. This style is certainly not from the original hell, just inspired by the legend. The author uses some parts of the Sun Wi Kong story and the original Chinese legend.

Folding fan moving in the wind. It is very difficult to determine where the original folding fan is located. The nine folding fans attacked Xiao Xuan in turn. This continued for the next hundred moves. While drawing his sword, Xiao Xuan sneered at Hou Yang in his heart.

Hou Yang was still forming hand seals as Xiao Xuan moved to him. His face paled, and he immediately called back his fan. No matter how strong the attack was in the long distance, if one could close the distance, it would end in defeat.

Just as Xiao Xuan's sword collided with the side of Hou Yang's folding fan, a fierce wind blew from under their feet. The wind was no ordinary wind, as one could vaguely see sparks swirling within the wind.

The wind wrapped around Xiao Xuan's body, forming his domain. With a wave of hands, a red glint flew towards Hao Yang.

The red flashes did not look strong at all, more like sparks of fireworks even. But the reality of this flash of red light contained quite a dense Qi. Hao Yang did his best to block the red flashes.

As his opponent was preoccupied with sparks of light, Xiao Xuan stuck his sword into the ground and began to make hand seals. The wind again blew from under his feet. This time, it's firmer and hotter.

Xiao Xuan retracted his sword from the ground. And storm ahead. A red wind gathered at the tip of his sword.

What is a desert storm? In barren land, dry wind will blow at any time. The sadness of loneliness will be reflected by this dry wind.When times pass, the seasons have changed. Dark clouds covered the sky like a gray tapestry. There was no rumbling of thunder, only the roar of the wind sounded heartbreaking.

Storms blow up red earth grains. Covering the land with a red wind that obscures one's vision. Hot air flowed along with the red wind, like a torch in a damp basement.

'From every step I take, the red wind will take me flying!' Xiao Xuan exclaimed in his heart.

"I'm giving up!"

A voice suddenly shocked everyone present. Xiao Xuan was also surprised, he had only had time to land his attack two fingers in front of Hou Yang's feet. Even after using all of her abilities to stop the attack, she still almost fell down due to this unexpected moment.

Hou Yang endured the cold sweat as the arena split in front of his feet. If the attack hit him, what happens?

"Sorry, can you repeat what you said just now?" he looked at Huo Yang hesitantly. Wasn't this Huo Yang who ridiculed Xiao Xuan at the beginning?

Huo Yang bit his lips, clearly he was a bit unwilling to lose in this defeat of his. "I admit defeat, satisfied?!" he threw away his sleeves and prepared to leave the arena.

Xiao Xuan scratched his cheek with a childish expression, "The most I can do is send yourself backwards, Huo Yang. But if you insist on melwan my style earlier, maybe you'll try harder for your next match. I can tell you, you made the right decision."

Xiao Xuan's words were like sharp daggers piercing right in Huo Yang's heart. Huo Yang only let out a cold snort and immediately walked out of the battle platform.

The audience outside the arena would only see Xiao Xuan giving the thumb of his right hand and Huo Yang leaving just like that. Of the many shocked faces, Xiao Mi was clearly one of them.

"Sister, how did you guess? Can you see the future?" Xiao Mi looked at White String with a look of disbelief. Xiao Xuan completely restored the state after a hundred moves.

"Just guessing," White String smiled mysteriously. It seems the writer remembers writing that one has absolute trust in his student.

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Because Tong Fang's clinic was closed, the author went on vacation to Aokigahara via yutub:v

FYI, Northern China is mostly desert and the color of the land is red, rich desert in the Middle East which is brownish yellow