My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 601: A Sure-To-Lose Bet?

The term “lion” naturally refers to the Asura Clan, while “mouse” refers to the human race.

The meaning behind Heaven Killing Asura’s words was quite simple: they despise associating with the human race.

In their eyes, while there may be high-level fighters among the human race, the majority are nothing more than cunning schemers.

“Since you all look down on the human race, why not make a bet?” Suddenly, the National Teacher of the Heavenly Tower spoke, his expression calm and unruffled.

The Asura clan’s laughter abruptly ceased. The previous agreement that had ensnared them still weighed heavily on them; why should they fall for it again?

Bimala immediately warned, “Your Majesty, we must not fall into a trap.”

Heavenly Killing Asura narrowed his eyes.

At that moment, the National Teacher of the Heavenly Tower extended three fingers. “The human race will send three individuals, one each from the second, third, and fourth tier realms.” 

“They will choose opponents from their own realm to fight against them. If the human race loses even one of these three battles, the alliance is over and the previous agreement is null and void.”

The Divine Guardian, standing tall and aloof, glanced to the side, unable to fathom what this cunning old man was up to.

Why did the Asura clan have such a fearsome reputation? Every member was born a powerful warrior!

And that strength only grew with time, constantly surpassing the understanding of ordinary humans.

It was no exaggeration to say that among those of equal realm, there were very few who could defeat the Asura Clan.

Even the mighty Azure Dragon Lineage with its powerful bloodline did not dare to make such claims, let alone the disparate human race.

If it were just a matter of the greatest fighting power, or even a best-of-three scenario, the human race might have a chance.

But to win three battles out of three, with one of them at the fourth level…

No matter how you looked at it, it was a sure loser!

You must know that the Asura Clan, along the way, has defeated the Eastern Domain Commander and three divine generals, which shows their strength.

And for the human lineage that has not entered the realm of the third class, facing the Asura Clan, there is almost no chance of victory!

“National Teacher.” Deng Mo hesitated to speak.

Upon hearing this, Heaven Killing Asura suddenly burst into a maniacal laugh, then swung his fist towards the distant Divine Guardian.

The space shattered like a mirror, inch by inch.

With the power reaching the realm of transcendence, the laws of Heaven and Earth were already hard to bear. It seemed as if a casual blow could cause space to collapse!

But the white-haired, black-bearded Divine Guardian didn’t dodge or evade. The shattered space made it impossible for him to take another step within a metre’s distance.

Crack!

The space repaired itself, and the heavens and earth returned to calm.

“It seems that you are not too old.” Heaven Killing Asura grinned wickedly. “We’ll accept this bet.”

“Three days from now, in the Tianliu Plains outside the Imperial City, you may prepare your candidates during that time,” Heavenly Tower National Teacher said without hesitation.

“You old coot, your words sound nice, but you just want to use this time to prepare. No matter, this battle is your own death seeking. I can’t be bothered with you. I’ll be waiting for you here in three days.”

Heaven Killing Asura looked at the huge beast carcass beneath his feet and roared, “You guys, feast on this beast for the next few days.”

The resulting roar was deafening.

…

Naturally, news of the bet spread throughout the Imperial City, causing quite a stir.

The reactions of everyone who heard it were surprisingly unanimous. Wasn’t this battle a certain defeat?

They thought this because not only was Asura’s strength deeply ingrained in their minds, but Asura’s devastating reputation had spread far and wide throughout the Eastern Domain.

To the common people, a Domain Commander and Twelve Divine Generals were distant existences, almost like gods, unattainable but revered.

It was for this reason that the Great Qian constantly promoted the exploits and glory of the Divine Generals.

However, neither a Domain Commander nor three Divine Generals were opponents of the Asura Clan. Their faith naturally collapsed, replaced by deep despair.

Though no one dared to discuss it openly, if you listened carefully, you could hear whispers everywhere: in teahouses, taverns, even on the busy streets.

“Could it be that the National Teacher of the Heavenly Tower has grown old, otherwise why would he make such a foolish move?”

“Yes. The Asura Clan was about to retreat, but they’ve made another bet, and it’s a sure loss.”

“I know of the commander of the Eastern Domain. He’s called the Ghost Cry of the Eight Wildernesses, Lord Deng’s disciple. Even he’s no match. If the others dare to compete, aren’t they just seeking death?”

“Lord Ning Zhan, the martial god of the Eastern Domain, I still vividly remember his figure at the New Ceremony, and even he was defeated.”

“If that’s the case, isn’t it true that our human race has no one capable of second and third tier strength? After all, who can surpass a domain commander and divine generals?”

Amid the chorus of grief, there were dissenting voices: “It may not be so. The power dynamic between Commanders and Divine Generals has always fluctuated. The Eastern Domain has been blessed by Lord Deng and has experienced few disasters over the years, which has naturally weakened their strength to some extent.”

“If we could find Commanders and Divine Generals from elsewhere, there might still be a chance of success.”

At that moment, someone had a thought: “If Lord Northern Ghost Head comes here, can we be completely confident in the second-tier duel?”

The powerful images of the two legendary commanders, Northern Ghost Head and Nan Tianlong, have long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope appeared in everyone’s eyes, but it quickly faded: “The Yin Qi in the Southern Domain is extremely strong, and with the Garuda Clan lurking around, the commander of the Southern Region has no way to divide his attention.”

“It’s a pity that Lord Northern Ghost Head disappeared without a trace twenty years ago, his fate unknown. Otherwise, our human race would have a good chance of winning in the second-grade battle.”

“Let’s not dwell on the past. Even if we win in the second stage, what about the third and fourth stage?”

This wager requires three consecutive victories for the human race to be considered a winner. It’s as difficult as climbing the heavens!

As these words were spoken, sighs filled the air, one after another.

…

Emperor Ming was also extremely puzzled when he heard this news. He could understand that the National Teacher of the Heavenly Tower wanted to settle things once and for all, hence the desire to form an alliance with the Asura Clan.

But isn’t such a wager a bit childish?

In the Imperial Study, the gloom on Emperor Ming’s face was obvious to all.

Eunuch Li said cautiously, “Perhaps the National Teacher has his own thoughts. The Asura Clan was previously manipulated and bound by an agreement with Lord Deng, which kept them in the Eastern Domain for so many years.”

“If it weren’t for this kind of bet, the Asura Clan might not agree.”

“I am well aware of this, but to win three battles out of three? The difficulty is immense, is it not?”

“Not to mention the second and third stage battles, let alone the fourth stage battles. Who could bear such a huge responsibility?”

“Well…” Eunuch Li naturally couldn’t give an answer.

As one of Emperor Ming’s assistants, he naturally knew much more than others. Below the third rank, the Asura Clan was almost invincible. 

Even if it were Thirty-Six stars, it was still very bad.

In fact, he was quite puzzled. What was the significance of the National Teacher of the Heavenly Tower making such a sure-to-loose bet?

The atmosphere in the study fell silent for a moment.

After a long time, Emperor Ming wrinkled his forehead and asked, “Regarding the selection of candidates, what does the National Teacher have to say?”

Eunuch Li respectfully replied, “The National Teacher has only told this humble servant that everything has been arranged.”

……

On the other side, the Qin family mansion had naturally been unsealed.

Qin Feng and the others had returned home, but the Second Mother and the servants still felt a bit scared, as if everything before had been a dream.

As for the matter of the wager, Qin Feng was also worried. Who should be chosen for the second, third and fourth stage battles to ensure victory?

A flawless victory hardly seemed realistic.

Just as he was deep in thought, Father Qin and the two women suddenly felt something and both looked in a certain direction.

“What’s going on?” Qin Feng asked curiously before following their gaze.

There, they saw the ethereal figure of the Heavenly Tower National Teacher, dressed in white robes with white hair, descending and landing in the courtyard.