Chapter 198 Wagering a Slap

Wang Butcher's action was called "sworn wager" (du shi) in the art world.

In simple terms, when two people each believe they are right, they use a vow to decide who is right and who is wrong.

The art world does not dare to swear lightly.

Vows may not necessarily come true for ordinary people. Many people don't have gods or ghosts in their hearts, nor do they believe in the way of heaven. Swearing can be as casual as drinking water, and it is not necessarily that anyone can see the vow fulfilled.

However, warlocks are different. The oaths of warlocks will definitely be fulfilled. Sworn wagers use special techniques, and retribution comes extremely quickly. The oath can determine life and death.

Warlocks will definitely avoid sworn wagers. Over time, the correct way to make a sworn wager has been lost in the martial world.

Even so, Iron Anvil did not dare to wager!

Those who can become grandmasters must be knowledgeable and erudite. Who knows if the Butcher's Gate has secret methods of sworn wagers!

Iron Anvil snorted coldly, "Why should I make a sworn wager with you? In short, I don't recognize you as a grandmaster. Farewell!"

Iron Anvil turned to leave. Ma Kuang stepped aside and said, "The Wine Dao lineage does not recognize Iron Anvil as a grandmaster."

Tang the Half-Blind dodged Iron Anvil, "The Hidden Weapon lineage..."

Iron Anvil was now anxious: "Half-Blind, think carefully before you speak. Wine Kuang doesn't need me to smith iron, but does your Hidden Weapon lineage not need me either?"

Tang the Half-Blind shook his head and said, "Based on these words alone, you are not worthy of being a grandmaster!"

Iron Anvil, in his anxiety, swayed and moved forward, dodging Tang the Half-Blind.

But before he could walk far, he heard Yun Shang shout, "Butcher, look quickly, there is a bone inside the Iron Centipede. Is this the inner skeleton that a heterogenous fierce Gu (poisonous insect) grows?"

Wang Butcher laughed and said, "Even insects have bones, yet a dignified grandmaster does boneless things. A grandmaster without bones, isn't that dog-like?"

"You..." Iron Anvil finally couldn't hold back and spat a mouthful of blood on the ground: "You ruined my Dao heart, you... I will never rest until you are dead."

As a grandmaster, Iron Anvil has always been surrounded by followers and praised. When has he ever been so humiliated in public? But he couldn't retort.

After being angered to the point of spitting blood, the fact that he didn't die on the spot already showed how profound his cultivation was.

If I had been there at the time, I would have definitely added: You, of all people, had to provoke Wang Butcher. You tried to stage a car accident but failed, and ended up hitting a cliff, didn't you? Show off!

As Iron Anvil pushed through the crowd and staggered away, Jun Jixue transmitted a message to Fei Sha, "Have someone see Iron Anvil off. I greatly dislike this person."

As Fei Sha secretly sent out a signal, Wang Butcher once again extended an invitation to several grandmasters. Nie Xiaochun glared fiercely at Lin Lingxiao, who was staring at her, and turned into the mourning hall. Lin Lingxiao actually became the first person to enter the mourning hall.

Lin Xian chuckled and said, "This brother is something else! Chasing girls into the mourning hall."

Lin Zhao glared at his brother fiercely: "Shut up! At least he dares to pursue girls. Who else, like you, hasn't even shaved his head and already has one foot in the Shaolin Temple."

While Lin Xian was rolling his eyes in anger, someone outside shouted loudly: "Tie Yuanlong, Foreign Affairs Elder of the Samsara Division, pays respects to the Hall Master of Two Realms Hall."

"Him?" Lin Xian raised an eyebrow: "That guy is known as the Crooked Mouth Dragon King. He will argue for three points even if there is no reason. I think he is here to stir up trouble. This will be a good show."

Lin Zhao and Xiao Ying simultaneously raised their feet, stepping on Lin Xian's feet, and even grinding them twice. This time, Lin Xian really cried.

In fact, Lin Xian can't be blamed for this.

He is not a member of the Two Realms Hall. Except for Lin Zhao, he doesn't need to worry about anyone. Wanting to watch the show is also human nature. It's just that Lin Zhao and Xiao Ying get angry when they see his eagerness to watch the show, and mercilessly punish him.

When Lin Zhao looked towards the door, a man in his fifties with a somewhat scholarly air had already entered the mourning hall. The man first offered incense and paid his respects, then offered condolences to the Two Realms Hall. After completing the formalities, he said, "I, Tie Yuanlong, on behalf of the Samsara Division, offer our deepest condolences to the Two Realms Hall."

"However, regarding the Two Realms Hall's invitation to grandmasters to provoke the Samsara Division, I feel that it should still be discussed."

"I think the original intention of the Grandmaster Order to unite the grandmasters of the world was not to violate the principles of heaven for one's own selfish desires, right?"

Tang the Half-Blind and Ma Kuang nodded slightly after listening: "Of course."

Tang the Half-Blind and Ma Kuang recognized Wang Butcher as a grandmaster, but it didn't mean that they wanted to go to war with the behemoth that was the Samsara Division.

After all, once the swords are drawn, both sides will suffer losses. Jianghu people at their level already advocate peace.

Wang Butcher turned his head: "Before you speak, I want to ask, are you here to reason, or to talk nonsense?"

"If you want to reason, we can accompany you to reason."

"If you want to talk nonsense, our Two Realms Hall has always had a principle: don't argue with trolls, don't compete with idiots. When we encounter such people, there is only one principle: smack them in the face."

Tie Yuanlong laughed and said, "Grandmaster Wang is joking. Our Samsara Division has always spoken with reason and evidence, convincing people. Arguing is something that children do; the Samsara Division disdains to do such a thing."

Wang Butcher smiled: "Then how about we play a slap-betting game? Whoever talks nonsense and argues unreasonably gets slapped. Do you dare?"