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Chapter 553 Even Death Was Worth It

Candles were lit, lanterns were hung, torches were set up, and bonfires were lit. All the heroes sat down at the table, and the chefs invited from Hangzhou kept cooking, while the waiters kept serving the dishes.

The firelight warmed the heroes' bodies, making them almost forget their experience in the icy waters of the Qiantang River.

Wang Jin addressed the more than three hundred heroes on the stone platform, saying that today's procedure was simply to let them comprehend the Martial God Stele, and that more important matters would be discussed with the heroes of the world tomorrow.

Tonight, everyone can eat and drink as much as they want, and Wang Jin will cover all the expenses.

"What? This is your brother Wu Da?" Fang La exclaimed in disbelief.

Fang La dined at the same table with Wu Song and Wu Meng, along with Zhao Ji (Emperor Huizong of Tang) and the eunuch Tong Guan.

"Now my eldest brother has changed his name to Wu Meng."

"This is unbelievable, Brother Wu Song. Tell me honestly, you and your brother both have the surname Wu. Is there any connection between you and the God of War?" Fang La teased Wu Song.

"If that were true, that would be wonderful." Wu Song smiled. "If the God of War is willing, my brother and I will also worship him as our ancestor."

Wu Song gulped down a bowl of wine and took a big bite of meat.

Tong Guan's face carried a faint hint of death.

He learned that Wu Dalang's body had been restored and Wu Song had regained his arms, but he had no luck at all and remained a crippled person.

The heroes moved around the tables, getting to know each other if they didn't know each other, and toasting and drinking with those they did know to deepen their friendship.

"So you're Song Jiang, the timely rain, Brother Song Jiang? I've heard so much about you!!"

"A mere nickname is not worth mentioning."

"Brother Song Jiang, you too are a person with a destiny to the immortals, bringing three volumes of heavenly books to contribute to this gathering of heroes!"

Has anyone deciphered the contents of the celestial book?

"The writing on these floor tiles looks like scribbles; it's impossible to understand. Even if you recognize a few characters, you still can't grasp their meaning."

"It's just beautiful!"

"Hahahaha~!"

Song Jiang was surrounded by people, and he himself stood there, laughing and drinking with them.

Chai Jin walked alone to Wu Song's table and toasted and chatted with them.

Chai Jin's gaze kept lingering on Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji was dressed in a purple robe, looking like a wealthy man, and his manner of speaking was completely different from most of the burly heroes of the martial arts world.

"Sir Zhao, I have received the painting you sent."

"Master Chai, what do you think of the painting?" Zhao Ji remained calm.

He naturally harbored hostility towards Chai Jin.

After leaving Bianjing, Zhao Ji had spent some time mingling in the martial arts world and had heard of Chai Jin's great name. How ridiculous that he thought he could become the emperor's successor just because of his ancestral imperial edict.

After returning to Bianjing, Zhao Ji still wanted to cause Chai Jin some trouble.

"Master Chai, I, Master Zhao, would also like to spar with you in martial arts. What do you think?" Zhao Ji asked Chai Jin, holding a wine bowl.

"Isn't this inappropriate? What if you hurt Young Master Zhao?"

"No, we can find two experts to keep an eye on things from the side. If anything unexpected happens, we can have them stop it."

"I'm not worried, it's just that you, Lord Chai, have this concern," Zhao Ji said, feeling somewhat smug.

Emperor Huizong (Zhao Ji) looked down on the vast majority of the more than three hundred heroes present.

There was an arrogance hidden in his eyes.

Like everyone else, he comprehended the Martial God Stele and grasped the power of magnetic fields; moreover, he was the only one who understood the Heavenly Book. With both the path of immortality and the path of martial arts in his hands, what more could he possibly be proud of?

Once he returns to the capital and secretly cultivates to become the best in the world, he will follow in the footsteps of his ancestors, personally lead an expedition, expand the territory, and unify the entire world. Then let's see what Wang Jin has to say to him.

He wanted to avenge his previous humiliation.

“As for masters, we probably can’t invite the great hero Wang Jin, but we should be able to invite Brother Lin Chong and Master Lu Zhishen,” Wu Song said to Zhao Ji and Chai Jin. “Let’s go, I’ll go invite them over.”

Wu Song went without hesitation and actually summoned Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen.

Where should we compete?

"Why don't we go to the stone platform? It's bright and spacious there, while the rest of the place is pitch black and you can't see anything at all."

Lu Zhishen smiled and led Zhao Xiaoguanren and Chai Daguanren to the stone platform in front, attracting everyone's attention to them.

Upon hearing that Chai Jin was going to spar with someone, more than three hundred martial arts heroes instantly became excited, as drinking, fighting, and gambling were indispensable parts of any gathering in the martial arts world.

"Great hero Wang Jin, please grant them permission!!"

"I didn't say anything I wasn't sure about. As long as no one dies, that's fine," Wang Jin shouted to the heroes.

"Let's get started! I can't wait!!"

The heroes below the stage were all urging them on.

"First, tell me who you are and what your titles are!?"

"Yes, yes!!"

Zhao Ji turned around confidently, unafraid of a scene with only a few hundred people.

"I am the greatest painter in the land, a member of the imperial family. Call me Zhao Huangcheng, the young master Zhao," Zhao Ji told the heroes, giving them a pseudonym.

"No wonder he wanted to fight Lord Chai, so he's from the Zhao family," someone in the audience laughed.

"Master Chai, teach this Zhao fellow a lesson!"

"My name is Chai Jin. I am honored by your kindness in giving me the title of 'Little Mengchang'."

"Do you two need weapons? I have a halberd that I can lend you!"

"I have an axe. Do I know how to use an axe?"

"Use a stick, for the stick is the ancestor of all weapons!"

The heroes below the stage started arguing about which weapons to use, each shouting that they would line up to spar with Zhao Xiaoguan and Chai Daguan after their duel.

Many people were worried about not having a chance to show off their skills when they went on stage to compete. As a result, Zhao Guanren and Chai Guanren took the lead and found an opportunity.

"How about using a stick?" Chai Jin asked Zhao Ji.

"Of course it's possible."

Two sticks were thrown up from below the stage, and Zhao Ji and Chai Jin each took one.

As Zhao Ji swung his stick, Chai Jin immediately recognized him as a novice.

Chai Jin decided to give Zhao Ji some face and hold back, not to beat him too badly.

Yang Jian chuckled and nudged Yang Chan beside him, gesturing for her to look at Zhao Ji, who was about to engage in a martial arts duel on the stage.

"What are you doing?" Yang Chan asked coldly.

"Look, this is so much fun!" Yang Jian said with a smile.

"Oh, where's the fun?" someone on the roadside asked.

"Brother Lu, do you know that Zhao Ji is the reincarnation of Liu Yanchang, Chenxiang's father?" Yang Jian asked.

"Is that so? I'll have to observe this carefully and tell Chenxiang when he returns from the Upper Realm," Lu Bian said earnestly.

"What's there to talk about?" Yang Chan said to the roadside.

"Because it's interesting," he said with a smile from the roadside.

Emperor Huizong (Zhao Ji) and Chai Jin began to fight on the stage. Chai Jin was skilled in martial arts and practiced regularly. Emperor Huizong could not withstand more than a few rounds before Chai Jin knocked his staff away and defeated him.

(End of this chapter)