Chương 32: War God — Chapter 32 - Form Like a Crane's Shape

Chapter Not long ago. On Dounai Live. Tong Laoye pointed at the reply on screen, pretending to rage:"This guy's got no class — beats me once and vanishes for a week!" Truth was, he'd been losing sleep over it ever since. Though the stream content that day had been gold. A smurf getting reverse-smurfed, a streamer eating dirt — exactly what chat lived for. [Tong, I fought the haters on the forum saying you're not trash, and they ended up convincing me...] [You haven't slept these past few days, have you?] [A'Tong, listen. That kid beat you once, probably figured out you're a big streamer, won't agree to a rematch. If he loses, how's he gonna brag? Sacrifice your sister right now. Young kitchen boys can't resist for a second, trust me!] [Like you need to teach him? You really understand teenage boys, huh?] [Obviously, I am—] [Lol, you just wanna see Sister Tong, don't you, you little shit?] [What Sister Tong? That's my wife. Watch your mouth!]... The chat had jokes.

Tong Laoye glanced through and immediately knew what to do. After some back-and-forth, he sent over that prepared photo... A viewer had screenshotted it during a previous stream. The only time his sister had shown half her body and half her face in profile. It had stunned every viewer in the room. In the image, a woman wore a black form-fitting martial suit, pointing at the screen. Only half her body was visible, but it was enough to see the striking curves of her figure and a cold, flawless side profile.

Especially her eyes, looking at garbage. Looking at where Tong Laoye sat. One finger extended, clearly criticizing him. World-weary, aloof older sister energy. Incredibly potent. Cao Thief Ruins Me: Really not interested. Tong Laoye froze. Just as he started typing a reply, the status changed: [Currently in match... Do not disturb] Holy shit. Pure steel-reinforced straight man. Chat exploded with laughter.

"Bros, he's not biting." Tong Laoye coughed. [Dumb dog, he jumped straight into queue, pure martial fanatic. If you had a real-life goddess-tier girl, maybe he'd care. Who gives a shit online? Moron, just say you lost and pull in some experts for him to fight.] This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it Tong Laoye saw the comment and had a realization. Huh. Teenagers these days are all martial fanatics? Wait, that can't be right.

He was about to find someone when he noticed the status had returned to normal.

"That fast? Already done?" Tong Laoye checked the record. Another win. [I spectated just now. Dumbass Tong, stop embarrassing yourself, you really can't beat him] [For real?] [I watched too. Old Tong goes in, he's just getting humiliated] [What bullshit. Last time A'Tong was holding back and messing around, it's only been a week. Gets a little serious, crushes him easy!] [Are you seriously underestimating Tiandu Jingwu University?] [Don't joke. Universities have real combat training courses. When they get serious, it's no joke]... Watching chat, Tong Laoye smiled and sent another message. Tong Laoye: How about this, I lost, so I'll find you some strong experts to fight. Deal? Cao Thief Ruins Me: How strong? Tong Laoye: Way stronger than me. Best of three though. Cao Thief Ruins Me: Fine, call me when ready. Tong Laoye: Okay. The moment he finished, the other party queued again.

"Seriously a martial fanatic." Tong Laoye thought. A plan formed. He immediately messaged a player with the ID 'Form Like a Crane's Shape.' Tong Laoye: Spectate me, hurry! Form Like a Crane's Shape: Piss off. Tong Laoye: Got it.... A few seconds later. Tong Laoye: Sis, this opponent might actually know the spear. Form Like a Crane's Shape: How well? Tong Laoye: Hard to say. You'll know when you see. Give me some pointers then. No reply. Tong Laoye's mouth curled up.

He burst out laughing:"Bros, guaranteed win this round!"

"Called in my sister for off-screen coaching!" [Lao Tong, you're a real piece of shit!] [Motherfucker, playing it like this?] [Cao Thief Ruins Me: What the hell, this guy's hacking!] [Holy shit, Lao Tong, you really know content! Just tried to pimp your sister, couldn't, so now you're using her as an external hack!] [New here, don't get it. What level is his sister?] [What level? Fourth-realm martial artist in her early twenties, understand?] [Bullshit, early twenties and fourth realm? Think I'm stupid?] [Not a lie. Lao Tong showed his sister's martial badge once, definitely fourth realm... true genius, just don't know which university] [Lmao, best of three. I can already see it: first match, fights with everything but pretends he can't win, makes opponent think victory's guaranteed. Last two matches, voice chat with sister, she points out all his moves, steamrolls the comeback. Opponent's mental completely shattered! What a piece of shit!] [Now that you say it, damn, that really is a piece of shit move!]...

Tong Laoye looked at chat with displeasure:"What's that mean? You bastards just assume I'm losing?"

"You know what level I'm at, don't you?"

"Alright, watch me prove myself!" He checked on the other party. About 10 minutes had passed. The guy had won several more matches in a row. Honestly ridiculous. Once the other party finished, Tong Laoye immediately sent a duel invite. [Cao Thief Ruins Me has accepted your duel invitation] [Your opponent: Cao Thief Ruins Me (Bronze I), Life Force 1, 17 wins 0 losses]"Huh, this kid's life force went up 0. 4 in a week?" Tong Laoye paused. Pretty fast. But considering his martial talent, understandable.

Definitely a top student at a key high school. On the other side, Wang Xian entered the martial arena. Before it started, spectators began trickling in from all sides. Wang Xian had known last time, the other party was probably a streamer or minor internet celebrity. Not surprising. These days, martial influencers and martial celebrities came in waves. Normal.

"Start?" Wang Xian asked.

"Wait a moment." Tong Laoye searched through the spectating crowd. Only when he spotted a figure in black wearing a face mask did he nod with satisfaction. The next second, the arena countdown began.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!" When the final mechanical AI voice fell, Wang Xian shot forward like a startled rabbit, long blade at his side, leaving an afterimage where he'd stood. With 1 life force and no movement technique, maximum speed was roughly 100 meters in 8 seconds. Already completely beyond pre-resurgence human limits.

"This kid's a freak... life force improving so fast, adapts just as fast..." Tong Laoye watched, secretly amazed. After a life force increase, martial artists usually needed adjustment time. Such a big jump in one week meant it was definitely recent. Could've reached this level yesterday, or even today. Normally, having just reached this life force, it'd be hard to fully utilize it.

"But trying to end the fight fast... you're underestimating me a bit too much..." ➤ Next: You're This Damn Good — Are You a Roundworm Living in My Sister's Stomach?