Team Match

// I know it's a very short chapter, but the following ones are going to be big, so just bear with it.// 

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*FUCK!* This was the thought running through all the merchants' minds. Mount Hua lost 10 matches in a row and then won 10 matches in a row? What is this, a fairy tale or something?

By now, all the merchants were interested in investing in Mount Hua, seeing long-term profit potential. However, they still wanted to invest in the Southern Edge Sect, especially since their 2nd class disciples, particularly Jin, were very strong. It wouldn't make sense to ignore them.

The merchants were confused about the ideal investment ratio. If they favored one side too much, the other might get upset, making it hard to calculate their investments.

Shisui turned towards the merchants and asked, "Gentlemen, who do you think won the conference?"

At this, all the merchants opened their mouths, but no words came out. If they said Mount Hua won, their investment conditions wouldn't be favorable, and they'd lose their chance to invest in Jin, and vice-versa. Hwang saw the expressions on their faces and replied, "I think it's a draw," to which no one refuted.

"But we all will feel like this whole thing is unfinished if we just leave it a draw, won't we? Which is why I have a suggestion: how about we do something to decide the victory once and for all?"

"How are you going to do that?" asked a merchant.

"We will take out those who lost and let those who won fight each other. But with a twist, just fighting one on one is pretty boring."

"Let us have a team match where the winner of a spar can stay on the field to fight the next opponent."

"The Last Standing Person Wins!"

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"Chung Myung! We actually won! Thanks to you," exclaimed Yoon Jong.

"We won? With just this?"

"We lost ten times. Even if we won ten times, won't it be a draw?"

"S-Still, it's a great result."

"WHAT THE FUCK is wrong with you guys? A DRAW? Against the Southern Edge? Hell Nah!"

"Senior, watch! Shisui is saying something," someone shouted, shifting everyone's attention to Shisui.

"The Last Standing Person Wins!"

"Did he lose his mind? How are we 3rd class disciples going to win against the 2nd class disciples of the Southern Edge?"

"Chung Myung, say something to that bastard!"

Chung Myung stood up and shouted, "WE ACCEPT IT! And if the Southern Edge doesn't, we get it that they are too SCARED."

This enraged everyone from the Southern Edge Sect, and they glared at them with death stares.

"Hey, you idiot! Did both of you lose your minds?" asked Jo Gul.

"No! Don't worry, senior, we will win this!"

"Do you think we can win against 2nd class disciples?" asked Yoon Jong.

This made Chung Myung frown. "What? You guys winning against them? Don't even dream about it right now."

"Then what are you and that punk going to do?"

"Well, it's simple. I am going to go first and win it."

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"Shisui, who the hell do you think you are to suggest some ridiculous idea?" Elder Sima was cut off by the merchants.

"It sounds fun, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, I would like to see how good the 3rd class disciples of Mount Hua perform against the 2nd class disciples of the Southern Edge."

"Yeah, but it won't be fair."

"Murim isn't a fair place either."

"I'd like to see that."

"Me too."

The agreement and interest towards the match from the merchants made Elder Sima shut up.

Shisui said, "It looks like we just need both sides to agree now."

"And representing Mount Hua, I accept this."

This enraged Elder Sima even more. A 3rd class disciple who was just good with numbers had gotten too cocky and was talking as if he were an elder of Mount Hua.

"Who the hell do you think you are to represent Mount Hua?"

"Me? 

I am ...

// Can anyone tell me where to read Mount Hua's novel after 1050 chapters to end which have a readable translation otherwise my brain will die from reading MTL//

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