The Anarchic Consort [ Chapter 1 - 199 ]

Chapter 120: His Highness Attacks

What kind of situation was this? ! ! !

Let’s first not talk about the people watching from below the stage, even the judging panel members were also stunned.

Young Master meant to say that that ‘umbrella’ was made by him!

The elders’ eyes opened wide as they asked in disbelief. “Young Master, this……”

“This piece of armament was made by me. The others all came from masters from different schools.” Jing Wu Shuang softly coughed and steadied his breath before he smiled gracefully. “Therefore, Helian family’s eldest daughter, Helian Wei Wei is the true winner!”

That’s impossible!

Everybody started making a racket. How could this be?!

How could Young Master Wu Shuang’s hands only make an ‘umbrella’? !

This made the martial artists who came purely for the purpose of looking at armaments thoroughly upset!

What kind of a joke was this!

A grand armament convention fooled around with people like this?

And it was claimed that this was the world’s most amazing armament!

The elder saw that below the stage, the eyes of martial artists were turning red, and immediately panicked somewhat. He certainly hadn’t come across this kind of situation before.

Originally, he even thought that inviting Young Master Wu Shuang could give the armament convention even more prestige.

But now, how was this adding prestige. Goodness, this clearly was smashing this convention to the ground!

Facing the questions from below the stage, Jing Wu Shuang didn’t speak at all. Instead, he brought over the umbrella from Wei Wei’s hands and pressed on it as his hand moved to the side.

That umbrella unexpectedly disappeared!

Very thoroughly disappeared!

Without waiting for everybody to come to their senses.

Only a ‘pop’ sound was heard and that umbrella appeared again. Reflecting a faint radiance, it rotated to become a sharp, long, single-edged sword!

Everyone was dumbstruck as they saw this scene.

Jing Wu Shuang’s voice was level as he faced the person behind him and instructed. “Uncle Liang, use your fifth level martial qi to attack me.”

“But, Young Master, your health……” Uncle Liang’s eyebrows furrowed with concern, the young master’s health originally was already bad. Adding to that two days of rushing on the road. If he sent this punch over, he’s really afraid the young master won’t be able to bear it.

“Don’t worry.” Jing Wu Shuang’s appearance was as before, without any change.

But Wei Wei was distinctly aware of what’s involved in that hesitation. She more or less had also heard of the rumors concerning Jing Wu Shuang. It has to do with but the bad luck that accompanied being born with too much riches and honor, the heavens were jealous of the genius.*

(*TN: the heavens balanced out overly good fortune with some bad fortune.)

From the moment he was born, he possessed an armament innate skill that the entire world most envied.

However, due to his health being limited, he would forever be unable use armaments himself.

The light in Wei Wei’s eyes sparkled as she strolled to face Jing Wu Shuang and curved her lips into a light smile. “Give me the umbrella. Let Uncle Liang attack me.”