Upon hearing those words, Yunli couldn't help but be slightly surprised for a moment.
She didn't object. Instead, her gaze shifted back to Wang Jingchen.
"Well? What do you think?"
However, how could Wang Jingchen possibly agree?
He had been just one step away from succeeding, yet everything had been ruined by this girl.
From the very beginning, he had never even considered the possibility of losing.
Wang Jingchen's eyes widened with anger, and just as he was about to lash out, Elder Wang grabbed him.
He turned around in confusion, but the moment he met the warning look in Elder Wang's eyes, the surging rage in his chest suddenly came to a halt.
A moment later, he slowly unclenched his tightly balled fists and squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth.
"Fine. I agree."
This series of twists left the members of Captain Chen's team completely bewildered, all of them exchanging confused glances with question marks practically written across their faces.
Only Director Yanxi and Chen Yuxuan, after noticing the undisguised caution on Elder Wang's face, exchanged a subtle glance as a trace of understanding quietly flashed through their eyes.
"Hey, you're called Mo Xin, right? Since you made the request, where's your weapon?"
Wang Jingchen glanced sideways at Mo Xin with a contemptuous smirk curling at the corner of his lips. His expression clearly said that he was certain she couldn't produce anything worth mentioning.
He took a deep breath, suppressing the unwillingness in his heart.
Forget it.
There will be plenty of opportunities to settle today's score with Yunli later.
Meanwhile, Mu Yao and the others couldn't suppress their curiosity.
They spent every day with Mo Xin, so how had they never heard that she possessed a weapon of her own?
At this moment, Mo Xin stood proudly with her head held high, looking confident and composed, giving off quite an impressive aura.
But the companions standing behind her secretly frowned, huge question marks appearing over their heads.
They could clearly see that the small hand Mo Xin had hidden behind her back was loosely clenched, as though she were holding something...
Yet her palm was completely empty.
There was nothing there at all.
And that was indeed the case.
Although Mo Xin appeared calm and collected on the outside, inwardly she was dying of embarrassment.
Mo Xin: Damn it! If I'd known this would happen, I would've practiced a few more times! Why can't I summon my weapon after all this time?!
Wang Jingchen had already waited so long that he was practically about to stomp a hole through the floor. The impatience on his face had become impossible to hide.
Just then—
Mo Xin slowly brought out the hand that had been hidden behind her back.
A flash of light streaked through the air.
A pair of vintage-style swords instantly appeared before everyone's eyes, their crimson blades shimmering faintly with flowing radiance.
Wang Jingchen gave the twin swords a dismissive glance, thinking to himself, They'll do...
But the next second, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he nearly cried out in shock.
"W-What?!"
At that moment, both martial artists from the Hidden Families felt as though they had been struck by lightning.
Their faces burned with embarrassment.
They suddenly felt like ignorant country bumpkins.
Because although Mo Xin's swords couldn't compare to Yunli's Old Mettle, they still far surpassed the treasured weapons they were so proud of.
The crimson blades.
The flowing patterns.
The faint aura they naturally emitted...
The members of Captain Chen's team were equally stunned.
Mu Yao's eyes lit up as she excitedly asked the Junior Female Student,
"My goodness! Junior Female Student, where did you get that pair of swords? They're so cool!"
Mo Xin grinned proudly.
"Hehe! They're a master-disciple gift specially customized for me by Master Yunli!
Well?
Cool, right?
Jealous?"
Mo Xin looked unbelievably smug, fully enjoying herself as the center of everyone's attention.
She enthusiastically swung the twin swords around.
The poses she had practiced countless times in front of the mirror now flowed naturally from one movement to the next.
Every spin...
Every flourish...
Every slash...
All radiated the carefully cultivated coolness she had worked so hard to perfect.
Beside her, Mu Yao and Lu Hao stared with wide eyes as envy grew wildly inside them like climbing vines.
After all...
What young boy or girl hadn't once dreamed of becoming a Sword Immortal?
Clad in white robes...
Wielding twin swords...
Traveling the world while cutting down injustice wherever they went...
That kind of romance was carved deep into their very souls.
Compared to Yunli's massive, clunky greatsword, Mo Xin's twin swords perfectly matched every fantasy they had ever had about a Sword Immortal.
Yu Ziqin quietly examined the swords in Mo Xin's hands before casually glancing toward Yunli.
She silently began pondering something in her heart.
Meanwhile, Wang Jingchen's expression constantly shifted between green and pale.
He was delighted that this otherwise boring wager had unexpectedly produced such an astonishing prize.
In his eyes, that pair of swords already belonged to him.
But at the same time...
He was furious.
Today, he had lost far too much face.
Not only had he suffered a crushing defeat because of his own carelessness...
He had also been publicly humiliated by a mere ordinary person whom he had always looked down upon.
How could he possibly swallow such humiliation?
Hmph.
Since your master is too blind to recognize what's good for her... don't blame me for showing no mercy.
I'll start by collecting some interest on today's humiliation—from you.
Wang Jingchen stared fixedly at Mo Xin, a sinister light swirling deep within his eyes as a cold smile slowly spread across his face.
He had already decided that this girl would pay the price.
With Mo Xin revealing her swords, the wager was officially established.
Wang Jingchen was already eager to claim them as his own.
Unfortunately...
He was still seriously injured.
To be safe, he immediately turned his gaze toward the only healer in the Muyun City Ability Bureau.
Mu Yao: Coming for me?
Just then, Mu Yao suddenly felt her legs go limp.
Her head seemed to be filled with tangled threads, leaving her dizzy and disoriented.
She staggered unsteadily before collapsing to the ground with a loud thud.
Facing everyone's gaze, her lips trembled as she spoke weakly,
"C-Cough... cough...Sorry...Today... after treating... Brother Lu Hao...My spiritual energy... has already... been completely exhausted...Cough... cough..."
Each cough sounded weaker than the last.
Even breathing seemed difficult.
She looked like a candle flickering in the wind.
Anyone who didn't know better might genuinely worry that she would die from a lack of oxygen in the very next second.
Seeing this, Lu Hao immediately cleared his throat and put on an expression overflowing with guilt as he looked toward Wang Jingchen.
"Oh dear... look at me, my memory's terrible! Our team's healer has been working so hard lately that she hasn't had a single chance to rest. She was already exhausted to begin with, and using a healing Special Ability comes with enormous side effects. Now it seems...Sigh..."
At that point, he deliberately stopped speaking.
He let out a long, sorrowful sigh, wearing such a heartbroken expression that anyone listening would be moved to tears.
His performance was so sincere and convincing that several members of the team couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.
"However, don't worry. To ensure absolute fairness in this match, I've already contacted the best hospital in Muyun City for you. Once you've fully recovered...We'll determine the winner then."
Wang Jingchen: "..."
Listening to the entire group perform in perfect harmony, Wang Jingchen felt a surge of furious blood rush straight to his head.
He still hadn't recovered from the serious injuries Yunli had inflicted earlier.
Now, with his emotions boiling over, he could no longer suppress it.
"Pwah—!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
His vision instantly went black.
His body swayed several times, nearly collapsing unconscious on the spot.
Seeing this scene, Elder Wang's expression changed drastically.
He hurriedly supported his young master and quickly left the training room.
However, just before leaving, the corner of his eye quietly swept over Yunli, who was standing there with her hands on her hips, calm and completely unruffled.
The emotion hidden within his gaze was impossible to decipher.