Chapter Thirty-Three Waiting for Your Return

  "Master, you must win, Xi Yu will be waiting for your return." Xi Yu stood in front of the Gu Lan House door, watching Su Ming's back, praying in her heart. With her status, she was not allowed to enter the inner courtyard of the Su family, and neither Su Han nor Gu Lan would allow her to leave the small courtyard privately. Because Su Huan and his son were notorious philanderers in the Su family, if they knew about Xi Yu's existence, they would definitely take advantage of her.

  "Xiao Yu, have you fallen for Ming'er?" Gu Lan walked to Xi Yu's back and followed her line of sight, seeing the receding figure of her own son.

  "Ah, Auntie? When did you wake up?" Xi Yu was startled by Gu Lan's voice, her heart racing.

  "If you like Ming'er, Auntie will help you propose to her. You two are also at the age of getting married, get married early and give birth to a fat grandson for me, so I don't have to worry about these two anymore." Gu Lan said with some helplessness.

  "Godmother, what are you saying? I'm your goddaughter." Xi Yu's face turned bright red as she lowered her head.

  "How about it, don't you want to be my goddaughter? Don't you want to be my daughter-in-law?" Gu Lan said to Xi Yu, who was looking shy.

  "Dry mother, I'm going to work." Xi Yu no longer entangled in this embarrassing topic, although she had long made the decision to be a woman for Su Ming as a repayment of kindness. However, during this period of time together, Xi Yu found herself being attracted to Su Ming, but she knew her humble identity was not worthy of him, so she could only deeply bury this inexplicable infatuation in her heart.

  "This little girl is still shy, she must let Su Ming marry this servant girl and have a big fat grandson for me as soon as possible. Later on, whatever they want to do, it's up to them." Gu Lan said with a joyful tone mixed with some complaints.

  Su Ming quickly arrived at the inner courtyard of the Su family and came to the registration office. Anyone who participates in the competition must first go to the registration office to draw lots, and then be arranged by the referee in charge of the competition. As for the location of the competition, it is the Cangyuan Platform of the Su family. It is said that this was the place chosen by Su Xian. When he heard this news, Su Ming's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

  The surroundings of the Beast Stage were all surrounded by mysterious iron chains. Once inside, it was very difficult to get out. At that time, if he faced a life-threatening danger, no one would be able to rescue him in time. Even if he admitted defeat, Su Huan and the others wouldn't stop their hands. It seemed that his uncle's determination to eliminate him was firm.

  Originally, dozens of people participated in the competition, but on the eve of the competition, several members of the Su family withdrew from the competition, leaving only eight people to participate. The competition was divided into three days, with four matches on the first day, and the winners advancing to the second day's competition. On the second day, the two winners would advance to the final match, and the winner would become the new chief of the Su tribe.

  Su Ming drew the eighth sign and would be competing against the first sign, but he still didn't know who his opponent was. He wouldn't find out until he reached the Beast Arena.

  After the draw, a senior executive of Su's family announced the rules of the competition: no crippling or killing was allowed, and the match would end when one side yielded. The use of entry-level magic treasures and hidden weapons was also prohibited. Once someone shouted "admit defeat", the opponent had to stop attacking.

  These requirements did not take Su Ming's heart, because the rules are dead, people are alive, when the time comes to die, Su Huan can completely say that he lost his hand or cannot control it to explain, and the battle between martial artists is a life-and-death struggle.

  The eight contestants, led by the senior steward, left the inner courtyard and headed to the Beast Fighting Platform. When they arrived at the platform, they found it was packed with people. This competition was the most important event for the Su Clan in many years, so many members of the clan had come to watch. The eight contestants were all outstanding young men from the clan, and watching them compete would be helpful for their own strength improvement.

  The first match was Su Ming's debut, where he faced off against Number One. Only after he took the stage did he realize that his opponent for his first battle was actually Su Qing's uncle's son, Su Wei, who was one year older than Su Ming and second only to Su Tong among the younger generation.

  "The first match is actually against you, looks like my luck isn't good." Su Wei sighed as he stepped onto the stage, his father had already told him that Su Ming was already in the Perfect Circle of Mortal Heart, and his strength was a notch above his.

  "You brothers have a good fight today, let them see the strength of our young generation." Su Ming saw that his opponent was Su Wei, and a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting. Because Su Wei encountered him better than encountering Su Tong or Su Huan, his father Su Qing was also at odds with Su Huan, because Su Qing had always been supporting Su Han.

  "Alright, today we brothers will have a good fight." Su Wei smiled brightly, taking out his own weapon, a short gun.

  "Now that both of you are ready, I declare the match to begin." The high-ranking official on the Beast Stage said, he was a congenital full-term warrior and also a top-notch expert in the Su Clan, this time he was fully responsible for the competition.

  "Su Ming, take my shot." After the high-ranking official announced the start of the match, Su Wei took the initiative to make a move. He knew he had some gap with Su Ming, so he actively attacked to gain some control and not lose too badly this time.

  Watching the gun coming towards him, Su Ming held his sword to meet it and engaged in a fierce battle with Su Wei. Su Ming did not intend to use Yun Zong Mei Ying or Pai Yun Zhang, relying solely on his own strength and spiritual power to fight, to see how far his basic strength had reached, while also leaving some tricks for the next day's battle.

  Su Wei's spear was blocked, and he secretly felt a shock: it seems that this kid has really reached the third level of Forceful Qi. This power far surpasses mine, it seems I can only use martial skills to fight now.

  "Su Ming, be careful." Su Wei reminded Su Ming in a sentence, and then shouted in a low voice: "Gun shadow comes out of the sea."

  As the sound rose, Su Wei's short gun emitted a momentum that shook the mountains and seas, like a big wave crashing down, rushing straight towards Su Ming.

  "The attack is not bad, but it's only suitable for group attacks." Su Ming said to Su Wei Ba, with a sideways movement of his body, the sharp sword in his hand swung out repeatedly, and actually cut open a gap in the incoming wave, making the attack on Su Wei not hit him.

  At this time, Su Wei was shocked. In his impression, Su Ming was agile and could dodge some low-level martial skills. So he chose a skill similar to gang attack, making it impossible for Su Ming to dodge. However, he found that Su Ming actually used a linear breaking surface technique to break through his move without using any martial skills.

  "Take another shot from me." Su Wei was stirred up by Su Ming's strong momentum, and his body jumped out, with the short gun in his hand flying out.

  "A snake swallowing an elephant."

  As Su Wei let out a low shout, the short gun shot towards Su Ming like a spiritual snake. This was one of Su Wei's strongest moves. If this move still couldn't defeat Su Ming, then Su Wei could only admit defeat.