Chapter 792 Old Ghost Murong
Chen Xuan seemed unfazed, smiling faintly as he said, "I'm not here to cause trouble. I just don't want to see a pure girl ruined by a scumbag."
Old Ghost Murong frowned, sensing deception in Chen Xuan's words. He said solemnly, "Chen Xuan, for Murong Bo's sake, if you surrender now, I can let you off the hook and guarantee your safe passage out of here."
As the Murong family's top expert, if he wanted Chen Xuan to leave safely, even the Murong family head would have to show him respect.
Chen Xuan was slightly taken aback by this, glancing at Murong Meng.
"Don't look at her. Murong Meng doesn't know about my relationship with her maternal grandfather, and very few people are aware of our connection."
Old Ghost Murong continued, "Murong Bo called me and asked me to take care of you. Are you willing to do as I say?"
Chen Xuan chuckled, "Old Ghost, I don't think that's necessary. You might not be able to defeat me."
"Arrogant fool!"
These words clearly angered Old Ghost Murong, his expression darkening.
After all, Chen Xuan was only in his early twenties, while he was fifty or sixty and a Grandmaster of Inner Strength, a renowned martial artist throughout the provincial martial arts scene.
Now, to be told he couldn't defeat a young man in his twenties, how could he not be furious?
"Then don't blame me for not taking care of you!"
With that, Old Ghost Murong swept a leg towards Chen Xuan.
*Stomp, stomp, stomp!*
Chen Xuan swiftly retreated several steps, perfectly evading Old Ghost Murong's lightning-fast strike.
Old Ghost Murong was slightly stunned; this was beyond his expectations!
Old Ghost Murong attacked again, his thigh like a sky-obscuring long saber, slicing down instantly, tearing through the air itself!
Chen Xuan sidestepped, the long leg grazing past his clothes.
Perfect evasion!
His foot landed on the stage with a bang, causing the platform to instantly indent.
The entire audience erupted in shock. No one had expected Chen Xuan's exchange with Old Ghost Murong to unfold like this!
"What a despicable and shameless fellow, all he knows is to dodge!"
Fang Shuo, watching from below, gritted his teeth in anger.
However, the Murong family head was secretly astonished, "This kid's skills are truly formidable!"
Who was Old Ghost Murong? He was a genuine Grandmaster of Inner Strength.
To evade a Grandmaster of Inner Strength on a stage of less than thirty square meters was no ordinary feat.
If Chen Xuan hadn't come to stir up trouble, he would have wanted to take Chen Xuan as a son-in-law for the Murong family right now.
Elder Gao smiled, Chen Xuan was still so fond of playing games!
He glanced at the Murong family head and asked with a smile, "Patriarch Murong, who do you think will win?"
The Murong family head blinked, looking at Elder Gao in surprise, "Elder Gao, you don't actually think that young man will win, do you?"
Elder Gao remained composed and nodded, "I think he will!"
"Ah?"
The Murong family head's expression was one of disbelief.
He then shook his head.
Elder Gao must have become senile!
People, once they grow old, even the most formidable individuals can become confused!
"Do you dare to make a bet? If you lose, you'll give me that blue-and-white porcelain vase." Elder Gao smiled.
"Why wouldn't I dare! It's a deal then."
The Murong family head and Elder Gao struck an agreement.
The Murong family head felt he had won for sure.
In his opinion, Chen Xuan's skills were indeed good, but it was only his footwork and speed that were exceptional. However, the stage was small, and in a head-on confrontation, Chen Xuan was not necessarily, no, he was absolutely no match for Old Ghost Murong.
But how could he know that Chen Xuan's evasive maneuvers were precisely because Old Ghost Murong hadn't gone all out, holding back considerably? Moreover, Old Ghost Murong and Murong Meng's maternal grandfather were old friends!
On the stage, Chen Xuan suddenly realized he had nowhere left to retreat. He hadn't paid attention earlier, and Old Ghost Murong had already cornered him to the edge of the stage.
Beyond him was the edge of the ring, and if he fell off, he would lose.
"Chen Xuan, you little brat, if you have the guts, run again! Show me you can still run!"
Fang Shuo stared at the stage, laughing maniacally with vindictive glee.
The Murong family head also nodded; this was exactly the scene he had been anticipating.
"No wonder that old fellow Murong Bo was willing to shed his dignity and call me to take care of you. It turns out you are indeed exceptionally talented!"
Old Ghost Murong looked at Chen Xuan, unable to help but praise him.
"Thank you for the compliment," Chen Xuan smiled slightly.
"Kid, you have nowhere to run now. You're going to lose!" Old Ghost Murong narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Chen Xuan as if eyeing prey.
"I don't think so!"
"Hurry up and make your move, let me see your strength."
Old Ghost Murong was eager to witness Chen Xuan's true capabilities, sensing that Chen Xuan had not yet revealed his full power.
"Use your full strength!"
Before he even finished speaking, Chen Xuan shifted from defense to offense, lunging towards Old Ghost Murong.
The surge of aura that erupted at that moment caused Old Ghost Murong's expression to change.
Chen Xuan's imposing aura made even him falter.
He clenched his fist tightly and charged forward.
The next moment!
*Bang!*
The Murong family's top expert, Old Ghost Murong, was sent flying off the stage like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground.
He clutched his chest, spitting out blood.
The entire arena fell silent, hushed.
Faces widened in disbelief.
How could the Murong family's top expert be defeated by a country bumpkin?
How was this possible?
"Chen Xuan wins!"
After a moment, Murong Meng and Gao Chú Hé both cheered in unison.
In such a dead silence, their cheers seemed particularly jarring. Their eyes met, sparks flying between them.
Murong Meng had a gut feeling that Gao Chú Hé definitely had an unusual relationship with Chen Xuan!
Fang Shuo was so enraged by this turn of events that he almost spat blood.
"Patriarch Murong, it seems my guess was correct. Don't forget to have that blue-and-white porcelain vase delivered to my home."
Elder Gao chuckled.
The Murong family head's face contorted in pain.
He had been swindled!
Elder Gao must have known Chen Xuan was very powerful!
"Patriarch Murong, do I have the qualifications now?"
Chen Xuan turned his head, looking at the Murong family head, and grinned.
The Murong family, being a martial arts family, admired martial arts experts. Moreover, Chen Xuan, being so young, had even defeated the Murong family's top expert, immediately drawing cheers from the Murong women. Of course, their admiration was tinged with envy and hatred towards Murong Meng.
"Little brother, I'm willing to be your girlfriend! Send me your WeChat, and I'll send you my measurements!"
"Hahaha, I'm willing to be your mistress, the kind that doesn't require responsibility!"
...
"All of you, be quiet!"
The Murong family head stood up, exuding great authority.
His cold roar instantly silenced everyone.
However, those enthusiastic women were not willing to give up, secretly throwing flirtatious glances at Chen Xuan.
"Patriarch Murong, my Fang family has already prepared the contract," Fang Shuo reminded him.
"The farce ends here. You can leave!"
The Murong family head nodded slightly, looking at Chen Xuan with a blank expression.
Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "What do you mean by that? Is the Murong family planning to go back on their word? Is the Murong family head an untrustworthy person?"