Pyrrhic Victory??

Wei Fang felt like laughing when he saw the red handprint.

Facing the angry Cheng Hu, he could only say, "Sorry, that was not intentional. It was the only martial art I mastered." He apologized sincerely and also admitted that he only knew this martial art.

But, in everyone's ear, it sounded more like ridicule than an apology.

After all, they were given the raging fist after being accepted into the sect, so it was impossible for Wei Fang to not know it.

"You....!" Cheng Hu was enraged due to what Wei Fang said.

He didn't say another word and attacked Wei Fang instantly out of humiliation.

Why did you suddenly become angry when I was telling the truth?

Normally, the protagonist would anger their opponent so that they would make a mistake, which in turn gives the protagonist the opportunity to utilize it in their favor.

But Wei Fang was different; he didn't have the power to cross realms like any other protagonist, at least for now. After all, he only had the system for about a week.

He also didn't have any godly artifacts or godly techniques.

For him, angering his opponent, who was stronger than him, was akin to inviting disaster.

A person would instinctively maximize their benefit while trying to incur as little loss as possible, but it was only applied to clear-headed people.

So, now that Cheng Hu was enraged, he didn't mind his loss and only thought of the benefit; it was the typical trait of a mad man.

The result of that was Wei Fang being pummeled. His face was black and blue, and his clothes looked tattered because of Cheng Hu's attack. Of course, he also landed many slaps on Cheng Hu's face.

After some difficulty, he was finally able to widen the distance.

"You surnamed Cheng; don't be excessive; I was telling the truth when I said, 'I only know the Fl.. ehem, that palm technique." Wei Fang said somewhat angry.

But the word he said only made Cheng Hu angrier as he began attacking more relentlessly.

"Don't force me; otherwise, don't blame me for what happens next!"

Wei Fang said as he backed off; his voice wasn't convincing at all.

When he saw Cheng Hu closing in on him, he gritted his teeth.

"You forced me!"

Without thinking about the consequences, he accumulated his qi in his right hand. This time he didn't limit the qi, and more than half of the qi remaining in his body accumulated in his right hand instantly.

Slap!

This time, the sound was so loud that everyone could feel their cheeks ache.

Wei Fang saw Cheng Hu stagger backward but still didn't lose consciousness.

The red palm mark on his left cheek became more prominent, but this time it was not red because of the slap but because of blood.

Of course, it was Wei Fang's blood.

Even a full-powered fly swatting palm is still not enough?

Wei Fang was astonished at Cheng Hu's tenacity.

He looked at Cheng Hu, then stared at his left hand. His gaze became determined.

Ignoring his mangled right hand, he took a step forward and used all of his remaining qi to perform a fly swatting palm with his left hand.

Slap!

This time, Cheng Hu was slapped to the ground.

Finally! Wei Fang sighed in relief as he glanced at Cheng Hu, who was lying on the ground.

But the cost of this victory was too high. His two hands were severely injured, especially his right hand.

Luckily, he still had the healing ointment; otherwise, it would take a long time for his hand to recover.

After the adrenaline was gone, his fatigue began to catch up. His legs gave up as he kneeled beside Cheng Hu.

He looked at his two hands; even though they were his own, he still felt his teeth ache when he saw their condition.

"It was a pyrrhic victory! Injuring myself to defeat the enemy."

All he wants now is to shout to release all his accumulated resentment from before.

"Uooo..."

However, before he could shout, a kick landed on his face and caught him off guard. Because he was not prepared, he was kicked squarely in the face.

His fatigue makes him weak.

The kick instantly knocked him out.

Fuck, so he still hasn't lost consciousness, that cunning man. What a pyrrhic victory! It was a pyrrhic loss!??

That was the last thought he had before he lost consciousness.

Meanwhile, the spectators still couldn't process what just happened.

It was too sudden, from when Wei Fang, who was pushed back, retaliated by sacrificing his two hands, and then the unconscious Cheng Hu, who suddenly attacked.

"Woahh!" This one shout immediately woke everyone from their reverie.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Everyone began to clap; it was an excellent duel, so everyone wasn't stingy with their claps. In any case, clapping didn't cost you anything.

Cheng Hu kicked Wei Fang several times, determining that he was really unconscious, before walking away.

This was a lesson from the higher-up, intended for the younger generation.

You must ensure that your opponent is really defeated before celebrating.

For Wei Fang, who had never dueled before, he didn't know that one could feign losing consciousness. So, he thinks he has already won.

And the consequence was a red footprint on his face.

Of course, if one said, 'I surrender!' then they would be considered lost instantly. If someone dares to attack after saying that, then they must be prepared to be visited by a disciplinary disciple.

"That was a really exciting fight! I don't think that Wei Fang, who always gets beaten up to train secret technique before chalenging Cheng Hu to a duel."

"Right, I was also surprised; I think he only did it because he was desperate."

"And also, do you see the expression on senior Cheng Hu's face? I never knew he could become so angry before."

"Who wouldn't become angry after getting a red handprint on their face? Maybe if it was from his girlfriend, he could endure it, but to get it from a man??"

"Right!"

"But nevertheless, it was an excellent fight."

"Yes, I was surprised when Wei Fang counterattacked and slapped Cheng Hu to the ground, and I was so shocked when Wei Fang suddenly got kicked."

"I never knew there was a trick like that in a duel."

"We must really determine whether our opponent is really defeated or not in the future."

"Right."

Everyone was chatting among themselves as they dispersed.

Not long after, two people came to where Wei Fang was and took him away.

****

Meanwhile, at certain immortal residences,.

Fang Jiuyi was lying on the sofa as he sighed. He really ended up sleeping on the sofa!!

He really couldn't help it; his first wife was so gentle that he was afraid.

"Honey~"

Fang Jiuyi saw Meng Yao walk towards him.

"What is it?"

"Do you want me to accompany you here?" She said seductively.

She wore sexy black lingerie like that from Blue Planet. Her cleavage was in full view, plus the seductive smile on her face made Fang Jiuyi gulp.

He could also see her long white legs, which were wrapped in black stockings that connected to a garter belt.

This seductress!

"Is it really okay for you to accompany me?" Fang Jiuyi was tempted.

"Of course, as long as you want it." Meng Yao smiled as he walked closer to Fang Jiuyi.

"Then, what about the other two? Did you get their permission?"

"Of course!"

Fang Jiuyi sighed in relief. If she got their permission, then there was no problem.

"I get their permission to use the washroom." She continued.

Fang Jiuyi almost cursed.

"Then, is it really okay for you to accompany me?"

"Of course it's okay." Meng Yao nodded; her smile never left her face.

"After all, I could just say that you forced me to stay when they asked."

"Fack!" This time, he really cursed.