I Am Unaware That I Am the Peerless Martial God

Chapter 1542: Must Not Fail

Everyone went straight to the Situ family's martial arts arena.

Situ Taili knew that Yi Feng was an existence that could not be provoked, so he didn't dare to make things too difficult for Cang Sheng.

He chose a younger generation clan member ranked tenth to fight a decisive battle with Cang Sheng.

The Situ Manor was not large, and the news of Cang Sheng entering the arena quickly spread.

Apart from the servants, most of the people in the manor came to the martial arts arena to watch.

For a time, the arena was bustling with voices.

The fighting ring was circular, with a diameter of fully a hundred feet wide.

Paved with hard, thick bluestone slabs, it reflected a blood-like dark red and deep cyan under the setting sun.

On the ring.

Cang Sheng, dressed in a black martial outfit, stood in the center.

He had a handsome face with chiseled features, and his bronze skin highlighted his masculine aura.

Standing opposite Cang Sheng was a young man with a relatively fair complexion and a sturdy, well-proportioned figure.

With a face as smooth as jade, he looked like a dashing and heroic young talent.

This was Situ Qingyi's cousin, Situ Fang.

Situ Fang coldly scrutinized Cang Sheng.

He had seen Cang Sheng before and knew he was an orphan who made a living by escorting goods for the Situ family.

For such a person to want to marry the eldest miss of the Situ family was simply a toad lusting after swan meat.

"You are only at the sixth stage of the Martial Master realm, are you sure you want to fight me? I am at the seventh stage of the Martial Master realm!"

Cang Sheng nodded firmly, "I am sure."

"Heh!"

Situ Fang smiled coldly and sneered, "Then if you lose, don't blame me for using my seniority and strength to bully the weak."

"If I, Cang Sheng, lose, I will have no complaints."

The crowd below the ring discussed animatedly.

"This Cang Sheng was just beaten up today, and now he actually wants to fight Young Master Fang above his own level. He really doesn't know the meaning of death!"

"This kid is risking everything to marry the young miss. He does have some backbone."

"What's the use of backbone? Without strength, he'll only end up being swept out the door."

"Sigh, why does this kid like to aim so high? If he loses this time, I'm afraid the Situ family won't even let him escort goods with them anymore..."

"Just a newborn calf unafraid of the tiger."

Situ Taili invited Yi Feng to sit in the stands.

He turned his head to look at Yi Feng and said in a low voice, "Fellow Daoist, Cang Sheng is injured, and his chances of winning are extremely slim. If you don't want him to get hurt again, you can take him and leave my Situ Manor right now."

Yi Feng held his teacup and took a small sip.

He said calmly, "I appreciate Your Excellency's good intentions, and it is normal to get injured in an arena match. However, Cang Sheng will definitely win."

"You can rest assured, if he loses, I will take him and leave immediately."

Situ Taili narrowed his eyes slightly.

He asked Yi Feng this not because he was worried about Cang Sheng getting hurt again, but because he was worried that if Cang Sheng lost, Yi Feng would continue to cause trouble.

But since Yi Feng said so, he had nothing to worry about.

Situ Qingyi sat beside her father, tightly clutching her yellow gauze dress.

Her beautiful face seemed shrouded in dark clouds, her brows were tightly furrowed, and her breathing appeared somewhat heavy.

Cang Sheng looked at Situ Qingyi, making no effort to hide the love and determination in his eyes.

Situ Qingyi mouthed the word careful. Cang Sheng nodded slightly, then looked at Yi Feng.

Yi Feng encouraged, "Cang Sheng, believe in yourself, you can definitely do it!"

Cang Sheng nodded solemnly, then drew the longsword in his hand.

He understood in his heart that even facing an opponent stronger than himself, he had to prove himself.

"Let the match begin!"

With a command from Situ Taili, Situ Fang, wielding a broadsword, attacked Cang Sheng directly.

Situ Fang looked gentle and refined, but his attacks were extremely ruthless.

A lion uses all its strength even when catching a rabbit.

For Situ Fang, this match concerned the face of the Situ family and his cousin's marriage.

Even if Cang Sheng was inferior to him, he would go all out.

In the blink of an eye, Situ Fang arrived in front of Cang Sheng.

Clang, clang, clang...

He unleashed his full aura and fiercely swung his broadsword, unleashing a flurry of slashes at Cang Sheng.

Cang Sheng held his sword horizontally to block, deflecting the force with upward strikes. He resisted using agile footwork and excellent sword techniques.

But whenever Cang Sheng thought he could counterattack...

What met him was an even faster and fiercer blade.

The sound of clashing metal rang out incessantly, and sparks instantly flew across the arena.

The already injured Cang Sheng was forced to retreat repeatedly by Situ Fang's attacks.

He could only barely dodge the attacks and was completely unable to form an effective counterattack.

As he fought, Situ Fang sneered playfully, "At your age, being able to take so many of my strikes is not bad. But it's only 'not bad.' If you want to beat me and marry my cousin, keep dreaming!"

Situ Fang's actions were undoubtedly an attempt to psychologically break his opponent first.

However, Cang Sheng's desire to marry Situ Qingyi was incredibly firm.

Even if he had to risk his own life, Cang Sheng would absolutely not back down.

But the current situation still made Cang Sheng feel that things were looking very bad.

Cang Sheng's mind raced. As he blocked the attacks, he thought about how he should respond and how he could defeat a stronger opponent from a position of weakness.

Seeing the gap between the two, Situ Taili couldn't help but shake his head.

Situ Qingyi's heart felt as if it had been grabbed by someone and was being ruthlessly squeezed.

None of the spectators around the arena favored Cang Sheng.

"It is absolutely impossible for Cang Sheng to fight above his realm. He is simply no match for Young Master Fang! Not to mention, he is already injured."

"Cang Sheng, just give up and admit defeat! Trying to be a hero will only cost you your life!"

"Alas, isn't this just attempting the impossible? Young people nowadays are truly too impulsive."

...

Not a single person present favored Cang Sheng, not even Situ Qingyi. The sole exception was Yi Feng.

Yi Feng merely sat there with calm composure, sipping his tea, quietly watching the intense exchange of blows on the arena.

Clang, clang, clang...

Cang Sheng had been constantly dodging and defending.

Occasionally, when an opportunity arose, he would launch a counterattack.

However, his counterattacks were far too hasty and weak, completely unable to pose any real threat to Situ Fang.

Everyone assumed that Cang Sheng would be defeated quickly.

But to their surprise, even though Cang Sheng hovered constantly on the brink of defeat, he gritted his teeth and held on.

The battle of offense and defense between the two gradually reached a white-hot intensity, arriving at a critical tipping point.

Situ Fang attacked relentlessly, yet he could not truly injure Cang Sheng, whose footwork and sword techniques were both top-notch.

On the other hand, Cang Sheng's continuous blocking and dodging was, in turn, draining Situ Fang's stamina.

"It seems Young Master Fang cannot land a hit on Cang Sheng."

"Yeah, could it be that Cang Sheng can actually defeat the strong as the weak?"

"If Young Master Fang is defeated by someone who is injured and has a lower cultivation base than him, he will truly lose all face!"

The crowd below the arena chattered in spirited discussion.

In front of so many clan members.

Hearing the gossip and seeing that he could not take down Cang Sheng after so long, Situ Fang, whose cultivation was already higher, grew increasingly frustrated and enraged as he fought.

This Cang Sheng was like a monkey, constantly dodging his attacks.

To Situ Fang, this was not a battle between men at all.

This Cang Sheng was simply a coward.

"Cang Sheng, I thought you would fight me like a man, but who knew you would only scurry around like a stray dog. Since that is the case, do not blame me for being ruthless!"

After saying this, Situ Fang immediately channeled his saber incantation.

A formidable saber intent coated his plain saber; he had truly developed murderous intent.

At first.

Situ Fang felt that since his cultivation was higher, he had not really gone for the kill.

But Cang Sheng was playing him for a fool, scurrying all over the arena and making him lose face in front of his clansmen.

Then he could not be blamed for showing no mercy.

Hearing this, Cang Sheng's heart trembled violently.

Situ Fang's previous attacks had already left him nearly unable to parry.

Now.

If Situ Fang was truly going to be ruthless, the situation would likely take a sharp turn for the worse.

Just as this thought crossed Cang Sheng's mind.

Situ Fang's stormy attacks immediately swept over like an overwhelming tide.

Seeing this, Situ Qingyi was horrified to the extreme.

She burst into anxious tears on the spot.

She pleaded with her father, begging him to spare Cang Sheng.

Cang Sheng used all his strength to resist the attacks, but it was inevitable that the saber qi slashed many bloody gashes across his body.

Clang, clang, clang...

The plain saber continuously hacked at his longsword, leaving multiple chips and notches on the blade.

Every strike from Situ Fang contained a vigorous saber qi.

This kind of saber qi caused Cang Sheng to suffer immensely.

Situ Fang's eyes were cold, and the corners of his mouth curled into an icy smirk.

His hair danced wildly as he spun like a blade-wielding top, furiously slashing toward Cang Sheng at breakneck speed.

Amidst his hasty dodging.

Cang Sheng caught a glimpse of Situ Qingyi pleading with her father.

In that instant.

Cang Sheng felt the unwillingness, resentment, and humiliation in his heart reignite.

No!

He, Cang Sheng, absolutely could not lose.

He wanted to marry his beloved girl; he wanted to take care of his beloved girl for the rest of his life.

At this moment.

Yi Feng's words and teachings echoed in his mind.

"Cang Sheng, you only live once. Do not leave yourself with regrets."

"Cang Sheng, believe in yourself. You can definitely do it!"

"Cang Sheng, only with absolute focus can you achieve the unity of man and sword!"

Scenes of the past flashed through Cang Sheng's mind.

Unconsciously, he closed his eyes, relying solely on his perception to counter the rain-like barrage of attacks.

"What is going on? Why did Cang Sheng close his eyes?"

"Could it be that Cang Sheng has given up?"

"No, he is blocking the attacks!"

"This is too absurd! Cang Sheng is actually relying on perception to dodge Young Master Fang's attacks?!"

The crowd fell into a state of bewilderment.

Only Yi Feng raised the corners of his mouth in a smile.