<strong>Chapter 1138: Chapter 1138: Finally Comes After Thousands of Calls</strong>


    Fang Xiaoming was exasperated by Xiang Yu; he had finally waited for this moment and couldn’t wait to deal with Xiang Yu.


    And seeing Xiang Yu’s anxious appearance, it seemed he was eager to reincarnate. At this point, Xiang Yu even shot Fang Xiaoming a disdainful nce and sat down on the side.


    The people aroundughed heartily; they didn’t like Xiang Yu. Butpared to Fang Xiaoming, they still hoped Xiang Yu would win.


    Through the spread of word of mouth, they already knew that Xiang Yu’s leg injury wasn’t a disability, but due to something that happened ten days ago, he had injured his leg with a knife.


    After hearing this, their attitude towards Xiang Yu began to change. A real man should be like this, responsible.


    “Xiang Yu, you must win.”


    “Yes, Xiang Yu, you must beat that kid up.”


    The people around began yelling; if it were just one person, they might hesitate a bit. But when everyone started shouting, they didn’t care.


    Fang Xiaoming, infuriated, red at the surroundings and shouted, “Shut the **** up.”


    His shouting had little effect and only brought more curses in return.


    Seeing the situation getting out of control, Sky Thief Rat looked at Hong Jinbao and said, “Sect Leader, since it’s just thest step, let’s hurry and start.”


    Hong Jinbao also nced at Xiang Yu and said, “Have you rested well?”


    “Not yet, I’m greatly injured, need to rest a bit,” Xiang Yu replied honestly.


    The people around were speechless; Xiang Yu was just bullshitting. What vital energy did he have?


    Besides, earlier, he hardly exerted much effort and easily defeated that person.


    “How much longer do you need to rest?” Hong Jinbao asked.


    At this moment, Hong Jinbao was quite curious about Xiang Yu. Earlier, Xiang Yu easily defeated his opponent, giving him a glimmer of hope.


    Perhaps it’s not impossible for Xiang Yu to actually defeat Fang Xiaoming; he was eager to see.


    “You don’t know how to look after the disabled; at the very least, let me replenish some energy first,” Xiang Yu grumbled.


    “Shameless.” At this point, Leng Chan suddenly snorted coldly.


    She just couldn’t stand Xiang Yu’sckadaisical attitude. Now is the candidate selectionpetition, originally a serious matter, but Xiang Yu made it a mess.


    Poison Rose shook her head and said, “He has a good chance of bing a candidate.”


    “He? I don’t think he’s Fang Xiaoming’s match,” Leng Chan replied bluntly.


    She had dealt with Fang Xiaoming before, even she was not his match, so Xiang Yu with a cane seemed even less likely.


    “You people have no conscience.” Xiang Yu drank a cup of water before standing up, then walked to the center with his cane.


    The people around started cheering, and someone shouted “Go Xiang Yu.”


    Everyone present began shouting.


    “Go Xiang Yu! Go Xiang Yu!”


    These people were like Xiang Yu’s cheerleaders, but these cheerleaders were all burly men.


    “You, hurry over here to die.” Xiang Yu stood there, looking at Fang Xiaoming and said.


    Fang Xiaoming was infuriated by Xiang Yu, then raised his fists towards Xiang Yu.


    He wanted to kill Xiang Yu before he admitted defeat, kill him in front of everyone.


    As long as he defeated Xiang Yu and became the candidate, he wanted to see who dared to provoke him.


    “Hold on!” Xiang Yu suddenly shouted.


    The momentum Fang Xiaoming just built instantly deted.


    “What do you still want?” Fang Xiaoming asked impatiently. But thinking Xiang Yu would soon be dead, he wasn’t that angry.


    “You haven’t picked up your weapon yet; don’t say I bullied you when you lose.” Xiang Yu looked at the stick on the ground and said.


    “No need, I can knock you down with my bare hands.” Fang Xiaoming snorted coldly.


    “That won’t do. You must hold the stick.” Xiang Yu said, then used his cane to roll the stick on the ground over.


    Fang Xiaoming, having no choice, picked up the stick, stood there, and shouted, “Can we start now?”


    “No.” Xiang Yu responded, then turned to Hong Jinbao and said, “Sect Leader Hong, can we start?”


    Hong Jinbao also nodded and said, “The final candidate match, start now.”


    As soon as Hong Jinbao finished speaking, Fang Xiaoming raised the stick and swung at Xiang Yu.


    Fang Xiaoming wasn’t good with a stick, but he was agile and quite skilled. As they say, myriad methods return to one—and holding the stick, he wielded it fiercely.


    Everyone around quieted down; most came to see how Xiang Yu actually fought.


    Though disappointed with Xiang Yu’s leg, they still watched intently, hoping a miracle might ur.


    Fang Xiaoming didn’t bother talking to Xiang Yu and swung the stick straight down at Xiang Yu.


    Xiang Yu quickly dodged back, muttering, “What kind of person is this, no consideration for the disabled.”


    “Xiang Yu, you’re asking to die.” Fang Xiaoming gritted his teeth, then brandished the stick towards Xiang Yu.


    Xiang Yu took another step back and chuckled, “Don’t be anxious, we have time.”


    Fang Xiaoming missed with a blow and stood there catching his breath, taking a deep breath. Then he smiled, “Alright, Xiang Yu, you actually know how to y psychological warfare.”


    Xiang Yu nodded, “You’re absolutely right.”


    Seeing Xiang Yu Himself admit it, Fang Xiaoming alsoughed. It was clear Xiang Yu wasn’t in a rush to fight him.


    This indicated Xiang Yu was looking for an opportunity, a chance for a decisive strike.


    “Xiang Yu, you’re just a coward; I heard your leg injury was self-inflicted to save your life.” Fang Xiaoming said steadily.


    Xiang Yu also nodded, “That’s right, my leg was itching, so just stabbed it for fun.”


    Faced with Xiang Yu’s shamelessness, Fang Xiaoming was speechless. He initially wanted to provoke Xiang Yu but underestimated him.


    These things, Xiang Yu didn’t care at all.


    “Why are you still dawdling, hurry and fight.”


    “Stop the nonsense, hurry and get on with it.”


    The surrounding people were impatient; they came to watch Xiang Yu’s skills. Now, the two of them were chit-chatting in the center.


    With a smile, Xiang Yu walked up to Fang Xiaoming and said, “You’re not my match, you’d better surrender quickly.”


    Fang Xiaoming was annoyed butughed, saying, “Since I’m not your match, why do you…”


    Before Fang Xiaoming could finish his sentence, Xiang Yu suddenly swung his cane towards Fang Xiaoming’s groin.


    Fang Xiaoming hadn’t anticipated Xiang Yu’s sudden move and hurried to block with his stick.


    Xiang Yu moved quickly, catching Fang Xiaoming by surprise. In a critical moment, he jumped up and simultaneously defended with the stick in his hand.


    Due to the ambush, Xiang Yu’s strike wasn’t very powerful…