Miraculous Princess's
Ch. 17 - Festival III
“Hm? You guys refuse to give the promised bet?” results Rong Muxiu tilted his head lazily while staring at the relation of the person who put on a look full of hostility.
Then he put on a sullen face and exclaimed, “Promise is promise, you can't deny it, old man! I now feel like a child being bullied by all of you. Wicked!”
The people were silent, they did not immediately do anything when they saw the behavior of Rong Muxiu which they thought was absurd. After all why should they give the outcome of their bet to him? What right does he have to force them?!
“Why do we have to follow your words, little girl?! Even if we win, will you hand the purple crystal ring over to one of us? Don't talk nonsense!” Exclaimed one of the men with a rough face reddened by anger.
Rong Muxiu put on a cold face with a faint smile, “I will tell my father that you have bullied me! I'll tell him!”
Rong Muxiu cried in tears while wiping his cry with both hands. In Rong Muxiu's heart burst into laughter, that silly old man, would they believe it?
Boasting to fools was more fun than he thought!
“Don't cry, little girl. We will give you one more bet if it is necessary. All right, we'll bet again. Don't cry!” An old woman with a dull face walked over to Rong Muxiu.
It sounded kind and sweet, but Rong Muxiu could easily guess the old woman's original motive. If only he had been a naive child from the start, he would have been very easy to trap by them.
When the old woman had just touched her cheek, the little girl brushed her hand away with a cold look. The woman was stunned to see Rong Muxiu's outrageous behavior towards her older self.
“No manners! I'm even older than you, little boy!” Rong Muxiu chuckled in response.
“On the contrary, you guys are the ones in trouble here.” Rong Muxiu took a few steps away and swept the eyes of those people. “I want to respect you as an older person, but you don't appreciate me as a younger one. Am I wrong?”
“Obviously we're all here appreciating you, brash!” Calls a teenager who Rong Muxiu taxir is 18 years old or older.
“Hey brother, I'm talking to an older person across there not to you.” Rong Muxiu blinked confusedly.
“You!” He groaned with emotion, but the friends behind him held back.
That little girl would not be a girl with such a simple background. So for them, this was not appropriate to spread his anger clearly.
On the other hand, Rong Muxiu thought in silence then turned his head with a bright gaze. “Alright, grandma! Let's make another bet! But if I win you will give me the result of the previous bet times two, okay?”
The people nodded in unison, but the noise was still heard at that very moment. Thus Rong Muxiu chose to express another agreement in his favor.
“But I'm not sure. So hand over the parchments and brushes I've given you before, please?” Rong Muxiu smiled sweetly as he raised his hand forward.
“Why should we give that to you?!” Another impulsive young man.
“Do not be noisy!” Reply to a girl with an adult stature while carrying a pile of parchment paper that Rong Muxiu had given her earlier.
For a moment, the word ‘impulsif’ was again reminding himself of the previous owner. But he did not speak at all, instead grabbing the paper from the girl's hand.
“Sama-sama,” said Rong Muxiu then continued with the question. “You have decided? Who will you choose, I will follow, choosing who is the opponent of the one you choose.”
The girl looked at Rong Muxiu with a complex gaze, “Why? You look so sure?”
“Because you guys are stupid,” reply Rong Muxiu lightly. It has angered many people.
The girl turned her gaze indifferently to look at the looks of the people who were in her row. When he saw the old woman earlier nodding with a certain gesture. He also decided.
“We will choose the man across there,” Rong Muxiu follow the direction of the girl's pointed finger.
Oh, it was just an ordinary muscular man with minimal spiritual ability.
“Accepted,” she smiles widely.
First match after previous match — match they bet — apparently has ended. Now Rong Muxiu caught a familiar figure standing on stage with his back straight and chin raised upward. Really a very strong appearance.
While on the other hand, there appears a burly man who is bare chest showing off his muscles. Honestly speaking, it looked so laughable to Rong Muxiu.
“Spirit, Huang jiejie!” Rong Muxiu cried from a distance waving towards Rong Huang who was warming up.
Rong Huang turned around with a sharp look then smiled with an unreadable smile. She .. shudder in horror?
No way!
“Next fight between Huang’er against Ouyang Zhou!”
Everyone other than Rong Muxiu shouted in spirit. Not because of the fight that will run exciting, but because Rong Muxiu who announced the previous bet.
Does anyone think a 12-year-old kid like Rong Muxiu will win the bet a second time?
It wouldn't
“Who will be the winner?! Does Huang’er?! Or Ouyang Zhou?! Whoever the winner, he ‘lah who will get a place to fight with the King Nalan Wang!” The referee shouted.
Hearing the tempo, tone, and words of the referee made Rong Muxiu frown faintly and then chuckle softly. He did not believe that people in his past life would see him in person in the future.
“Good! We start the game!”
After the count of three, the fight began. In contrast to Ouyang Zhou, Rong Huang did not set up the horses from beginning to end at all. He simply looked at Ouyang Zhou with a look of disdain.
True to say, one cannot be judged by appearance alone. The proof, Ouyang Zhou who had a muscular body did not perform a style that relied on explosive force and attacks, but rather an agile style and every attack that was still considered effective.
Ouyang Zhou slashed out a light kick then twisted his body as Rong Huang retorted with a fist. The strength exerted into Ouyang Zhou's fist grew stronger and stronger. It made Rong Huang look even more cornered as well.
“Hey, did you really think that the girl would win?” The previous girl approached Rong Muxiu while pointing at the side where Rong Huang was.
“ Oh, sure. I'm definitely sure with the person I choose, I ‘kan never wrong.”
“Why?”
“Because I want.” The girl could not reply this time.
But as Rong Muxiu continued his words, the girl frowned strangely, “You yourself why? Not sure about your choice?”
“No,” he shook his head lightly with a faint smile.
No one knows if they will meet in the future or not? As a friend or an opponent?
The fight is getting tougher. Because the nimble and effective movements made by Ouyang Zhou brought a bad impact to Rong Huang. He was completely cornered for not showing his skills yet, he was cornered for underestimating Ouyang Zhou.
Rong Huang's body suddenly stopped, Ouyang Zhou who was unsure that the movement was real and not a trap. He decided to retreat from Rong Huang for a moment.
“Hey uncle, are you scared? Though I haven't done anything.” Rong Huang shrugged his shoulders with an indifferent look.
Ouyang Zhou did not reply, Rong Huang then whispered, “Quietly, I will defeat you in one strike,”
“Prove!” Ouyang Zhou exclaimed then directed his attack towards Rong Huang's vital points.
Unfortunately, that didn't go as well as he thought. Rong Huang could still dodge his nimble attack.
But those muscles could not provide any advantage to Ouyang Zhou. Because it was incompatible with the martial style practiced by him.
Therefore Ouyang Zhou decided to use a martial style that was in accordance with his physique.
Ouyang Zhou attacked with quick, consecutive strikes. Rong Huang continued to avoid him with a pliable movement but did not try to retaliate at all.
Ouyang Zhou's attack reached its peak when he was about to seal the attack with a fist that targeted Rong Huang's collarbone. Rong Huang who managed to guess his attack even narrowed his eyes smiling broadly.
He raised his palm at high speed and stopped it right in front of Ouyang Zhou ears. The movement made a great buzzing sound in Ouyang Zhou's ears.
Then Ouyang Zhou was forced to kneel down to spit out fresh blood from his mouth. Then he looked up at Rong Huang in disbelief.
Rong Huang who was struck by the moonlight smiled widely, “You lost, uncle!”
Not hearing her victory announced, the girl turned her head in annoyance, “I won!”
The referee was convinced and then responded stammeringly, “Huang’er managed to win the match this time! And Ouyang Zhou aborted!”
Rong Huang jumped off the fighting stage to approach Rong Muxiu who was staring boredly. Rong Huang knew how the irrational Rong Muxiu had made a gamble on himself and Ouyang Zhou because he heard the conversation from on stage.
“So you will give the bet result or, no? Meimeiku and I want to continue our journey!” Rong Huang's snort raised his hand with his chin raised arrogantly.
“Boby,” hiss Rong Muxiu glanced at Rong Huang.
“Quick! Give up that bet! Do you want to rob me?” Rong Huang turned around and took a few steps forward with a hardened jaw.
“What the fuck? How arrogant are you two! Not polite!” The old lady's words represented a statement that the others wanted to make.
“Then submit the promised bet result!”
“Wait a minute,” sahut the girl who accompanied Rong Huang spoke earlier.
The girl took the brownish-colored cloth bag from inside the hanfu arm she was wearing. After which, the girl threw to Rong Muxiu who reflexively caught her without any problem.
“Good reflexes,” praise the girl with a faint smile.
After Rong Muxiu peeked at the contents of the cloth bag, he nodded steadily and pulled Rong Huang to leave the men behind.
The referee who was on the stage came down when he saw Rong Huang who was walking away from the fighting arena while shouting, “Huang’er! Don't leave this place!”
Unfortunately, none of the two were willing to pummel him at all.
On the other hand, the old lady along with the surrounding people knelt solemnly. “Thank you for helping us Miss! We, these lowly people are very grateful.”
“Unusual,” whispered the girl.
[To Be Continued]
