SCP Gacha System In A Cultivation World

Chapter 155: Wan Qing vs Kun Lao! Part 2!

Do you remember me? Wan asked. 

It was finally time for her to deal with the heart demon plaguing her since she joined Jing. Kun Lao was finally at the stage where it wouldnt be considered bullying if she fought him. Now she could get her revenge for the time he almost killed her. And she didnt plan to hold anything back. One of them were going to die today.   

If you have business with me, I'm not interested. He tried blowing her off. 

I challenge you Kun Lao. To a life-or-death duel! She loudly announced. His eyes narrowed in hostility at her words. If you refuse to show, I will finish the job this time and make sure to kill your little girlfriend. And with that, Wan turned and left to go to the dueling ring. 

Theres no need for that. Ill just take care of you here. Kun Lao appeared just behind Wan Qing with his sword. 

His blade swung to remove her head from her shoulders. No one watching the interaction between the two could have expected such an outcome! They were about to go and spread news of the duel around for everyone to know but they didnt even get the chance too! Kun Lao attempted to murder Wan with a surprise attack! 

Despicable! 

Coward! 

Lao! Do you even know what respect is?!  

Those watching disliked Kuns actions and actively berated him for it. He ignored them as his sword came closer and closer to beheading Wan Qing. This was someone he already killed. Lao had no idea how they were still alive after what he did to them but it didnt matter. All he had to do was to was kill him again. 

Are you always this impatient? Wan casually blocked the blade with her closed fan. I guess thats one reason why you climbed the ranks so quickly. She continued walking forward as Lao was inwardly shocked. 

I didnt hold back in that attack... This guy wont be easy to deal with. Lao thought. 

Go to the dueling rings like a man! 

Hahahaha! Cant even pull off a sneak attack properly! Lets go tell everyone that Kun is about to die today by the sissy! 

Kuns scared of the ladyboy! 

All the disciples watching their standoff quickly scattered in the distance to talk about the duel with the rest of the Inner Court. Lao momentarily thought of silencing them all with a few quick strokes of his sword but knew that would be going too far. He would be harshly punished at the Disciplinary Hall if he senselessly killed his fellow peers just because he didnt want them talking. It looks like he had no choice but to take on that guy and kill him in the ring with everyone watching. And he wasnt going to be an easy opponent to face either.  

Just from that one clash from before, Lao could tell that he was strong. A flimsy looking fan like that being able to stop his earth-ranked spirit weapon? That meant that either he had powerful qi or that fan was a spirit tool equal in rank to his sword. Both options were plausible but the powerful qi was more likely. An item like a fan being turned into a spirit tool that could contend with swords? Unlikely because who would consider using a fan as a weapon? It just didnt make much sense but then again, his bow didnt make much sense either. Hed best take this duel seriously and give it everything he has. 

About half of the Inner Court came to watch Wan Qings duel with Kun Lao. Both were talented disciples with problematic reputations. Recently Wan has stayed out of the spotlight and hidden himself from the public. When usually theyd find him doing whatever it takes to publicly grow stronger and stand at the center of attention. Kun Lao was just known as an arrogant genius archer with some skill in swordsmanship. He did whatever he wanted without caring who he offended. This landed him a discipleship under a high-ranked elder and allowed him to act even more unrestrained. 

I see you brought her here to watch you die. If you want, I can send her along with you after I'm done. Wan offered. 

Dont spout nonsense. The only one dying today is you. Lao held a black bow in his hand. 

I planned to do the same thing to you when we first met. When I thought I killed your girlfriend I was going to send you off to join her. It wouldve been cruel to have you both apart from each other with one in life and the other in death. Wan admitted. 

Life doesnt go how you expect it.  

Today, it will. She took out an elegantly designed fan with blue floral patterns painted onto it and held it in her hands. 

In the crowd were a group of familiar faces watching this battle. Bing, Li Li, Ying, Lei, Hu Tao, Runt, and Jie sat together in the stands. They came out in support of Qing accomplishing her task for Jing and hopefully not losing her life against this guy she said she nearly died to. It was because of him that she even got acquainted with Jing in the first place. So, in a strange twist of fate, Wan was actually thankful for Kun Lao. This did not mean she would hold back in their duel though. She fully intended to kill him with everything she had. 

Do you guys think she could lose? Bing asked. 

Nope. Ying immediately responded. 

I believe in her. Lei smiled. 

If she loses, I'll laugh my ass off. Hu Tao expressed with Li Li perched on top of his head. 

I was embarrassed to ask earlier but why do you guys call him her and she? Jie asked. 

Me too. Runt looked at Hu Tao. 

Thats because the fuckers messed up in the brain and wants to be a woman even though he was born a man. Hu Tao explained. 

So, he thinks hes a woman? Runt was confused. 

No. He identifies as a woman. Hes not confused about his identity. He just chooses to accept the one he wasnt born with. Lei spoke up 

Huh? Runt was even more confused. 

Dont think too hard on it. Youll just tire yourself out. Just know that he is a she despite how he looks and sounds. Ying tried simplifying it. 

But why?  

Ask the bitch yourself, Runt. Hu Tao shut him up. If she lives anyway. He snickered. 

Shes gotten a lot stronger after Bleeps training. Bing spoke. 

Anyone would get stronger after Bleeps training. Ying rolled her eyes. 

Theyre starting! Shut the fuck up! Hu Tao shouted. 

Begin! The low-ranked elder watching over this duel brought his hand down. 

Wan waved her fan and immediately blocked the arrow shot at her forehead with a wall of wind. A second and third arrow split through the first one to pierce through the air barrier. With a sway of her head, she let the arrow fly past her and smiled at Kun as hundreds of butterflies began to fly towards him. His arrows wouldnt be able to take down that many insects at once. He would have to expose his next available method of attack unless he wanted to be swarmed and find out what her butterflies did. 

Which is exactly what he did. Kun Lao placed his bow on his back and then took out his sword from his storage ring. He chopped, sliced, and stabbed at the insects to get rid of them. His speed was impressive as every second more than 5 butterflies would be chopped up. If he was allowed to continue then taking care of the butterflies would prove no issue at all. 

Ni Xong. Show him the results of your training. Wan Qing confidently smiled. 

The not-as-small anymore panda cub came from behind her with golden gauntlets that were way too big for it. Hesitation was present on his face but it was soon thrown away after he met Wans eyes. He stood on two legs and dashed forward towards an opponent far higher than himself in the realms. Ni Xong gave a cute high-pitched roar as he rose his fist over his shoulder to punch Kun Lao. 

What kind of joke is this? Kun questioned as he prepared to strike down the spirit beast with a single stab. 

His sword came piercing straight down towards Ni Xongs heart only to be avoided by him with a grab from his gauntlet. Ni Xong grabbed the blade before it could stab into his chest and shattered it using the immense power held within the gloves. Kun Lao couldnt hold himself back from gasping at seeing the little bear break his earth-ranked spirit weapon. This momentary lapse in his concentration was taken advantage of by Wan Qing.  

She appeared right behind him as silent as the wind and took his head off with a single swipe from her open fan. His head went flying into the air as blood followed right behind it. It landed with a thud on the arenas stage and growing pool of blood. A scream was heard from the stands while everyone else was speechless. It was over? Just like that? Already? The duel only took a few moments!  

Ill kill you! Daiyu leapt from the stands with her sword aimed to pierce Wan Qing from behind. 

Still just as stupid... Wan muttered as Ni Xong took care of it for her. 

Ni Xong appeared above Daiyu and slammed his giant metal glove into her back. Her back arched like a bent sword and snapped when they crashed into the ground. In only a second, her entire career and future as a cultivator was destroyed by an animal 4 small stages below her at the 1st stage of the Qi Consolidation realm. Wan Qing rewarded him with a pat on the head and gave him a treat before walking away the victor. She wondered why Jing wanted her to carry the soap with her when she killed Kun Lao but it didn't matter in the end. Wan's revenge was fufilled.

After leaving, a massive brawl erupted amongst those who were interested in stealing both Kun Laos and Daiyus items for themselves. Hu Tao joined in as well. He wasnt interested in the items but more of fighting the greedy bastards in front of him. Everyone else from Heavens Angels left together. Kun Laos storage ring was known to hold those mysterious bracelets that allowed him to make that ghostly bow. Now that he was dead, anyone could get their hands on them! It was because of that bow that Lao was allowed to rise so quickly despite his commoner background and lack of talent. Daiyu was just easy pickings. As far as they knew, you couldnt become a cultivator with a broken spine. So, she wouldnt need the items on her person or in her storage ring anymore. The low-ranked elder left after seeing to the end of the duel. He did nothing to stop the disciples nor was he interested in doing so. In this sect, it was basically survival of the fittest. There was no mercy spared for the weak.