Capítulo 1138: Chapter 1138: Vicious Cycle
Speaking of this, Master Wu also got angry.
Back then, when he saw that the third round was about breaking formations, Master Wu thought they were sure to win.
Qimen Dunjia was a family heirloom for them.
Although many formations had been lost over time, in this field, they were still significantly stronger than Sang Country.
But, the final result was a crushing defeat.
A defeat so miserable it was unbearable to watch.
With the same formation, their participants were all injured by the formation and had to withdraw in the end.
The participants from Sang Country experienced the same at first.
But two of them held on till the end, successfully breaking the formation and securing victory.
In contrast, all their people ended up wounded, truly a face-slapping moment.
Master Wu still remembers the mocking smiles of the people from Sang Country after their victory, which kept him from eating for days due to anger.
“…How could we lose?” Fu’er, while angry, was full of questions, “How did we lose?”
Just like Master Wu said, Qimen Dunjia should have been their strong suit.
Master Wu waved his hand, finding it hard to explain.
“Otherwise, why do people say those from Sang Country are despicable? During the war years ago, a lot of our things spread out, including some secret techniques of Qimen Dunjia. The people of Sang Country obtained them and kept them for themselves. They even offered high prices to entice some Xuanmen families to move to Sang Country, where they gradually settled and combined the Xuanmen Mystical Technique with Onmyoji, becoming the new type of Onmyoji which surpasses us.”
Master Wu also revealed a secret.
“I heard that in the round where they broke the formation, the two who succeeded for Sang Country were originally from our China Country, who immigrated to Sang Country decades ago.”
Xia Xin: “…”
Fu’er: “…”
They finally understood why Master Wu said people from Sang Country were disgusting.
Using their own people against them.
While subjecting them to endless humiliation…
Nothing is more revolting than this.
If you’re going to compete, do it openly and fairly!
Xia Xin was so angry his head hurt, “Director Xun told me that we’ve lost three consecutive grand competitions over the past ten years, always suppressed by Sang Country?”
Master Wu said, “Pretty much. I wasn’t on site for the first two grand competitions, but I heard stories. They were similarly disastrous, both ending 2 to 1. Sang Country is ruthless, despite agreeing to stop at a certain point, their moves are brutal. After every competition, many of our people are badly injured, requiring time to recuperate, but before they recover, and the new generation stands up, the next grand competition starts again. We’re often stuck in this vicious cycle, and in such conditions, losing is inevitable.”
Xia Xin clicked his tongue, “Their tactical play is deviously filthy.”
Master Wu said, “Isn’t it just.” He bit into a few slices of watermelon, as if venting his rage on them.
Then he wiped his mouth and muttered, “I think this next grand competition will also be difficult…”
Xia Xin pressed his lips tightly together.
In fact, Jiangli had mentioned a problem upon returning, that the Xuanmen was declining now.
Just like Master Wu said earlier, the war decades ago led to the loss of many treasures abroad.
Some formation secrets, as well as cultivation techniques and such.
Nowadays, they’re in the hands of foreigners.
Fewer remain within their own country.
Moreover, foreign countries were offering lucrative deals to poach talent, leading to a domestic brain drain, inevitably tilting the balance in competitions.
The people from Sang Country would also harm their competitors during matches, effectively cutting off the Xuanmen’s roots in China Country.
With this, winning became even more impossible.
No wonder Xun Tianhai was trying so hard to persuade the ancestors.