Chapter 1003: Chapter 1003

Wu Xiaoyu stepped forward immediately, as she was skilled in movement technique and speed, and also proficient with hidden weapons.

"Be careful and remember to check both sides’ hidden weapons in advance, don’t let them tamper with them."

Tang Ming reminded her with concern.

"Don’t worry, I know what to do."

Wu Xiaoyu nodded solemnly.

Wu Xiaoyu’s opponent was a six-star female martial master skilled in Meteor Darts, and the exchange between them was quite spectacular!

Unfortunately, the opponent was an expert who specialized in hidden weapons, and in the end, Wu Xiaoyu got hit by several darts while her opponent remained unharmed, concluding the match.

Then, except for Tang Ming and Wan Yong, who had not yet appeared, and Meng Shuangfei, who forfeited directly, the rest took to the stage one after another.

Since all were hidden weapon experts arranged by the adversaries, none of them made it off the stage unscathed, all getting struck by their opponents without inflicting any harm in return.

After all, hidden weapon experts are better at evading hidden weapons, similar to a sharpshooter who can perfectly hide and dodge bullets from an enemy sniper.

Finally, only Wan Yong and Tang Ming were left. Qin Fang looked at the two with interest, "Who will go first now?"

Tang Ming shrugged indifferently.

"I have a suggestion."

Wan Yong smiled, looking at Tang Ming with fighting spirit: "After several matches, we’re evenly matched. If this round ends without us getting harmed and not harming the opponent, it would end evenly again."

"Haha, what do you propose then?"

Tang Ming looked at Wan Yong with interest. Although he was confident he could emerge unscathed while hitting his opponent, he was intrigued by Wan Yong’s new idea.

"This round, I’ll face you."

Wan Yong pointed at Tang Ming with a glint in his eyes, "When you and I compete, one of us must lose, then the score can diverge."

Tang Ming laughed, "I think this suggestion is worth a try."

"Wait, what you’re doing doesn’t conform to the competition rules."

Qin Fang hastily interjected to dissuade.

"Rules are made by people. If you can’t make the call, report it to your superiors and tell them we want to face each other directly."

Wan Yong impatiently waved Qin Fang off.

Qin Fang nodded helplessly and quickly left to call and seek instructions from above.

In fact, all the spectators heard Wan Yong and Tang Ming’s conversation, and almost everyone hoped to see a direct showdown between Wang Yong and Tang Ming, causing an uproar in the viewing hall.

"No, absolutely not."

Fu Tianyou shouted with a livid face before Qin Fang’s call, "It was hard enough to arrange for the Eight-Armed Arhat to deal with Tang Xin, what’s Wang Yong stirring trouble for?"

"Yes, yes, definitely don’t agree to their proposal, otherwise our plan to assassinate Tang Xin this round goes down the drain."

Lengzhan nodded repeatedly.

They had already arranged for an Eigh-star Martial Master proficient in hidden weapons and tampered with Tang Ming’s armor!

Based on the previous situation where Long Ao and others couldn’t fend off even the same level master’s hidden weapons, as long as that Eigh-star Martial Master made a move, Tang Ming could absolutely be taken down.

Unexpectedly, Wan Yong wanted to directly face off with Tang Ming, making all previous preparations go to waste, so it was absolutely unacceptable.

Just as Fu Tianyou was determined, the red phone on the table suddenly rang.

Fu Tianyou signaled Lengzhan to stay silent, then picked up the phone, "This is Fu Tianyou."

"It’s me, Fu Tianbao."

Fu Tianbao’s voice came through, "Did you hear Wan Yong and Tang Ming’s proposal?"

"I heard it. I absolutely can’t agree to this arbitrary change of competition rules."

Fu Tianyou immediately expressed his stance.

"What use is your disagreement? After our discussion, we unanimously decided to allow Tang Ming and Wan Yong to face off directly."

Fu Tianbao said irritably.

"What? But big brother..."

Fu Tianyou was dumbfounded.

"No buts? This is what everyone in the viewing hall desires, and it’s our decision. Just execute it."

Fu Tianbao commanded unequivocally, then hung up the phone.

The showdown between Tang Ming and Wan Yong involved a confrontation between two major factions, so the eight Family Heads had separately discussed it beforehand.

Wan Changfa was full of confidence in his son, and Su Tianyu and others had high hopes for Tang Ming. Therefore, they reached an accord to have them face off directly, deciding the outcome in advance, which would have far-reaching impacts on the subsequent competition.

If the outcome could be decided this time, it would be much harder for the losing side to make a comeback later, perhaps even determining the overall victory and defeat in advance.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Tianyou couldn’t help but burst out cursing. It was a chance to eliminate the thorn in the side with absolute certainty, but he didn’t know what those above were thinking, making the perfect plan unable to be executed, going up in smoke.

"Director, don’t take it too hard. Even if Wan Yong faces him personally, it’s still possible to kill Tang Ming."

Seeing Fu Tianyou jumping around in anger, Lengzhan quickly reminded with concern, "Wan Yong is also a rare genius, having always been neck-and-neck with Tang Xin in previous matches. This time, he’s sure to defeat Tang Ming, especially since Tang Ming’s armor still has issues."

"Nonsense. No matter how formidable Wan Yong is, he’s just a Seven-star Martial Master. Can he match the Eight-Armed Arhat, an Eigh-star Martial Master?"

Fu Tianyou gritted his teeth and shouted, "This was a prime chance to get rid of Tang Xin, and now it’s become uncertain, it drives me crazy."

"But since it has come to this, we can only follow orders from above, we can’t exactly go against them, can we?"

Lengzhan softly reminded.

"Of course, I know we can’t go against those above."

Fu Tianyou sighed helplessly and picked up another phone to arrange the next steps.

As Wan Yong and Tang Ming faced each other with sparks flying between them, Qin Fang returned with a smile, saying, "Congratulations to both of you, the authorities have agreed to let you face off directly."

Wan Yong smiled, looking heatedly at Tang Ming, "Our match should decide the outcome of this competition, there might not be any need to compete later."

"Haha, if that’s the case, it would be great, less hassle."

"Enough with the talk, let’s get to it. My hands are itching badly."

Wan Yong looked at Tang Ming, impatiently rubbing his hands together.

After several matches, the two were evenly matched, making Wan Yong challenge Tang Ming, the anticipation of facing a worthy opponent was truly thrilling.

Tang Ming felt the same, hoping to spar with Wan Yong.