Fox Song

Chapter 111 White Hair and Red Beauty
An hour later, Sharapova brought a document and delivered it to the guest room.

The information is compiled by the arena and is very detailed.

Xiao Jing took it and opened the first page. It contained Meilin's profile and relevant combat records.

"Melin, a descendant of an aristocratic family of the elves, was born in the year 4289 of eternity. She has an amazing talent, possessing dual elemental magic of wind and ice."

"He is obsessed with cultivation and is nicknamed 'Martial Arts Maniac'. Since he started the path of cultivation, there have been nearly 10,000 records of battles of varying sizes over the past thousand years."

"Among them, in the Qi Refining Stage, he fought 3,000 battles, but did not win a single one; in the Core Forming Stage, he fought 2,800 battles, and won 300 of them..."

?When Xiaojing saw this, she was obviously extremely surprised. This Meilin was really fierce. He had fought so many battles with others, but he had not won a single battle in the Qi Refining Stage. He had fought nearly three thousand battles in the Core Forming Stage, but he only won three hundred battles?
This low winning rate is enough to make people drop their eyes. He is really a model of fighting again and again after repeated failures.

Seeing Xiaojing's speechless face, Yin Yue was curious and came over to take a look at the documents in her hand, and couldn't help laughing.

Is this my opponent in three days?

However, she was naturally more experienced than Xiaojing, and she quickly realized that something was wrong.

This shouldn't be his level!
Yin Yue took the information from Xiao Jing, turned the page, glanced at it a few times, and his expression became solemn.

This page of information continues from the previous page:
"I have fought 2,000 battles with people in the Nascent Soul stage (including 20 battles with people above my level), and lost 200 of them."

"When I was in the Spiritual Transformation Stage, I fought 1,600 matches (including eight matches of higher-level challenges), lost 13 matches, and tied twice."

Xiaojing also stood up and watched. When she saw this, she was stunned again and took a breath. She fought more than a thousand games but only lost thirteen games. The difference between before and after was too big.

"Sister, this is a tough guy!" Xiaojing couldn't help but smack her lips.

Yin Yue nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Indeed, he is an unusual opponent!"

Meilin is really a war-loving person. This mentality of seeking war is enough to make people dumbfounded. While Yin Yue was surprised, she also realized that the failure of this young man before was obviously a result of accumulation. In the battle with others, she found her own shortcomings and then honed them. After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, she can be regarded as the leader of the younger generation in the clan. There are naturally not many people of the same level who want to defeat him.

"Two draws? Sharapova, how come Mr. Merlin has two more draws in the next match? Did you know that?"

After Sharapova delivered the information, she did not leave immediately. After noticing this detail, Yin Yue could not help but blurt out a question.

As the saying goes, "There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts." It is rare for a competition to be declared a draw.

"Oh, that's right." Sharapova heard Yin Yue's question and then explained, "There are two types of competitions in the arena. One is determined by force, and the contestants must decide the winner. Some contestants request a duel, sign a life and death agreement, and agree not to pursue life and death, and finally decide life and death. This is a more special situation, but it actually belongs to this category."

"The second type of competition is also based on force, after all, it is a sport. The difference is that it uses time as a reference. When the time is up, the competition ends, and the referee decides the winner."

"After reaching the Spiritual Transformation Stage, more people adopt the second type of competition. In the competition, there is no need to reveal all the cards to determine the winner. Of course, since those who have reached the Spiritual Transformation Stage are already considered strong, this type of competition is also more recognized by the clan's high-level officials for the sake of protection..."

Xiao Jing heard this and said, "Then what kind of competition do you think my sister and Meilin will have this time?"

Sharapova glanced at Xiaojing and then smiled and said, "If my guess is correct, it should be the second category without a doubt."

"What if you guess wrong?" Xiaojing asked relentlessly.

"You two don't have to worry. After Master Meilin reports to the arena, the arena will review it and someone will come to verify the relevant information and issue a competition notice."

"That's very thoughtful!" Xiaojing nodded when she heard it.

"Haha, do you think that if you can think of it, others can't?" Yin Yue said with a smile.

Then, she turned to Sharapova and said, "Sharapova, you probably haven't even had lunch yet because you've been helping me get the information. Thank you for your hard work this time! I don't need you to serve me here for the time being, so go back first!"

Sharapova nodded and left.

At Yin Yuedi's signal, Xiao Jing stood up and put a spiritual stone in her hand. Sha Wa symbolically refused, and then left happily.

……

If you look down from the sky, the mountains on the ground are like a giant dragon winding through the secret realm, and the buildings that are lined up one after another are like the huge scales on the dragon's body. There are many magnificent buildings, and any one of them can be considered a miracle in the world.

In the north of the mountain range, there is a vast lake, mysterious and deep, with amber-like water, just like a dragon ball embedded in the ground.

There are many buildings around the lake, but there is only one tallest and most magnificent one, which is the library located on the island in the middle of the lake.

The front of the library is square, with clear edges and corners, and a majestic aura. It has eighteen floors above ground, and each floor is more than ten meters high, which is extremely spectacular. However, because the lake island is surrounded by mist all year round, it is difficult to see clearly from the outside.

This library is one of the most important places in the entire secret realm. The Council of Elders of the Elven Clan is located here. There are also a large number of secret manuals of martial arts and some unknown secrets in this library. There are many treasures among them.

Not far from the library, there is an inconspicuous three-story building. In the lobby of this building, there sits a white-haired old man. The old man has a head full of white hair, but his face is very ruddy, and there is not a single wrinkle on his face.

He squinted his eyes, supported his head with his hands, and leaned back in his chair, seeming to be thinking about something.

A few minutes later, a young man slowly walked in from outside the hall. His face was as calm as water, his legs were raised high, but his steps were unusually gentle, and each step seemed to be stepping on a certain note, with a pleasing rhythm.

If Yin Yue and the others were there, they would know at a glance that the man with the strange steps was undoubtedly Meilin.

Meilin walked up to the white-haired and red-faced old man, bowed and said, "Father, you have something to ask me!"

"I heard that you had an appointment for a fight with Yin Yue, a friend of the Third Elder from the demon clan?" The old man did not move, but his voice echoed in Meilin's ears.

"Yes, you should know everything in the morning of three days from now." Meilin replied.

Just before coming here, he paid the fee at the arena and made an appointment. I believe the arena will soon deliver the letter of challenge to Miss Silver Moon.

"I just found out that the Feitian Arena sent me a secret letter not long ago, hoping that I would go and watch. However, I don't have time."

"I know!" Meilin didn't find it strange and smiled.

He would challenge people to multiple competitions every year, and many competition arenas wanted to use his father's connections to attract them, and often sent invitations, but no one was able to get their wish - because his father had never watched any of his competitions.

"Haha, in this competition between you and Yin Yue, the three major gambling houses are all optimistic about you. The betting odds are the same as last time, 15 times." The old man laughed, "How do you want to bet the money you left with me?"

Meilin thought about it and replied, "Half each!"

"Oh, why don't you bet it all on yourself? I remember that this time, just like last time, your opponent is also a demon!" the old man asked with interest.

"This time it's different!" Meilin said, shaking her head.

"Oh, what's the difference?"

"I won't hold back, but she's a guest!"

"You've changed a lot!"

The old man was silent for a long time, then he sighed and said, "Go ahead, I'll give the order and place the bets according to your wishes."

"Thank you, father!" Meilin bowed again, then turned and slowly left.

After Meilin left, the hall returned to peace.

The white-haired old man still supported his head with his hands, leaning against the back of the chair, motionless, as if nothing had happened.

(End of this chapter)