Youngster Wei was the son of Duke of Wei. At the same time, he was also Wang Chong’s childhood playmate. This child had average talents; others were able to comprehend the Horse Stance Fist with a single look, but this lad took three days.
If others had such inferior talent, they would have long given up on martial arts and pursued an academic route instead. However, this lad was born with an obstinate personality. The more he was unable to accomplish a task, the more he was driven to do it.
Not only so, despite lacking talent, he liked to spar with others. Furthermore, he liked to challenge others in the ring, betting their wealth on it.
Duke of Wei was someone who was skilled in management and possessed great wealth. Despite Youngster Wei’s monthly allowance of several gold taels, he often ended up in the same state as Wang Chong.
Not only was the money in his pocket lacking, sometimes, Wang Chong even had to pay for the alcohol fee while drinking together.
Wang Chong was also left completely speechless by him.
If it went as it did in the previous world, this lad was about to be done in by someone and duped of his money. Even though this fellow had often lost in the past as well, he had never lost so badly, to the point of even almost losing his underwear.
Furthermore, Youngster Wei could not let his family know of the matter. In order to repay his debt, this lad had to tighten his wallet and munch on six months of white radish.
The reason why Wang Chong remembered this incident was because Youngster Wei had spoken of it several times before him in his previous life. Every time, he would have a pitiful look on his face, as though he had been ravaged by an elephant.
Doing a rough calculation, today happened to be the day which this fellow was going to lose his money.
“Youngster Wei, don’t say that I didn’t come to save you.”
Wang Chong scoffed inside.
Wang Chong wasn’t in a hurry to make a move. If not, Youngster Wei’s duel gambling addiction wouldn’t be cured. Even though he was agitated into the matter and played into the other party’s hands, he was still partly responsible for this incident. If he didn’t agree to it, nothing would have happened. He had to learn his lesson.
Wang Chong looked at the ring. In the of the ring, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man was chuckling. It was clear that he was toying with Youngster Wei. Given his strength, he could have ended this battle long ago. Yet, he intentionally chose to humiliate his opponent before the crowd using such a method.
Everytime Youngster Wei crashed onto the floor, the surroundings would roar in laughter.
“…Since you were the one who chose to act so arrogantly, then you can’t blame anyone for this. You were looking for it!”
Wang Chong looked at the sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man and gauged that it was about time for him to make a move.
“Youngster Wei, Horse Stance Crouching Elbow! Sparrowhawk Twist!”
Amidst the bustling crowd, Wang Chong’s voice was neither too loud nor too soft. However, upon hearing his voice, Youngster Wei shuddered. It was almost involuntarily that he followed Wang Chong’s words to execute the moves. He crouched and pulled his legs close to himself. When the sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man charged forward to grab him with a Cloud Hands, Youngster Wei suddenly executed a Sparrowhawk Twist, doing a backflip and kicking the young man on his face.
Peng!
After suffering this kick, the young man fell six to seven zhang away and sprawled on the floor.
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The Human Emperor (1-200)
FantasyNOT MINE. OFFLINE READING PURPOSE. Author:Huangfu Qi, 皇甫奇 Alternative names:Nhân Hoàng Kỷ, Ren Huang Ji, THE, The Records of the Human Emperor, 人皇纪 Source:StarveCleric Forcefully brought over from the modern world to an alternate world, Wang Chon...