I Can See Your Combat Power Chapter 230 – Chapter 230: Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty–Six: Urgent Summon

Chapter 230: Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Six: Urgent Summon

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Chang Fu and the others standing at the door were not just there to say greetings; he was there to relay the orders from the Secret Arts Pavilion to Tang Luo: “Master, the elders from the pavilion want you to come back to the Martial Hall immediately. There is a crucial matter to discuss.”

The distance from Tang Sen's mansion to the Martial Hall was merely two streets away, therefore Tang Luo quickly arrived at the Martial Hall after receiving the order and was led by the guard into the Steel Bone Tower.

“Why has the summons from the Secret Arts Pavilion led me to the second floor of the Steel Bone Tower?” While Tang Luo was puzzled, the door of the operation room was pushed open by the guard, causing him to jolt in surprise.

Clan leader Tang Zhi, Great Elder Tang Siyuan, his father Tang Sen, the Head of the Dark Thunder Hall Tang Zuo, and Tang Hongtao from the Secret Arts Pavilion were all present.

Tang Luo was full of doubts. So many people were not there only because the Secret Arts Pavilion was looking for him. It seemed that every single martial force from the Tang Clan was looking for him. Judging from the look of the people in the operation room, they seemed to be waiting for him and only him.

“Greetings to the clan leader, the great elder, the grandmaster, father, and the hall leader.” Tang Luo greeted everyone in turn, and everyone responded politely.

Ever since the clan meeting where Tang Luo revealed his abilities, the clan leader and the great elder looked at him with indulgence as if he were their own son. Before Tang Sen could speak, the clan leader cheerfully said to him: “Don't stand at the door, find a place to sit.”

The meeting officially began only after Tang Luo took his seat.

All the people present were martial artists from the Fierce Realm, except for Tang Zuo and Tang Zhi. They controlled more than half of the Tang Clan's martial artists. These people had gathered together to choose one representative to confront Xu Lao Ying on behalf of the Tang Clan.

Tang Zhi looked around and said aloud, “You all represent the martial power of our Tang Clan. I want to know, if we accept the challenge from the Xu Clan's young master now, what are our chances of winning?”

After hearing this problem, Tang Luo finally understood the purpose of this urgent gathering. Although he knew that the clan leader would definitely send someone to fight, he didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Although the clan leader's question was directed at everyone, eventually all eyes turned to Tang Luo. Firstly because he had the most contact with Xu Lao Ying and understood Xu Lao Ying's combat power the best;

secondly, because Tang Luo was also a martial arts researcher, he had his own clear judgment on the level of martial arts. He could accurately estimate Xu Lao Ying's combat power.

Seeing the way everyone was looking at him, Tang Luo finally understood why this meeting had to wait for him to begin.

However, Xu Lao Ying was his relative after all. Was it really okay to expose his weakness so directly? Tang Luo looked at his father, Tang Sen, with a puzzled look. After receiving a confirming nod, he felt helpless but had to stand up.

“Clan leader, looking at the Transcending Mortal Realm martial artists from our Tang Clan now, whoever we send up will be the same.” Tang Luo spread his hands, indicating that the clan leader didn't have to worry about the odds of victory.

“What do you mean by that?”

“Because whoever we send, there is no chance of winning.”

Tang Luo earnestly conveyed the real situation to everyone.

What they were facing today was not any ordinary young master from a noble family out for an excursion, but the one chosen by a noble family to walk the world.

Unless the Tang Clan still had another dual-blooded martial artist that could be considered invincible in the Transcending Mortal Realm, there was absolutely no possibility of defeating Xu Lao Ying.

After hearing Tang Luo's words, the clan leader turned to Tang Sen and asked: “What does the Sect Head think?”

Tang Sen pondered for a moment: “Indeed, it is as he says.”

With the double confirmation from the First Head of the Martial Hall and the Great Elder of the Secret Arts Pavilion, Tang Zhi also understood the strength gap between the Tang Clan's martial artists and those from the noble families, and was ready to give up the idea of victory through battle, but then he heard a dissenting voice.

“I have a different view.” Tang Zuo said with a frown. “It is indeed difficult to defeat the young master of the Xu Clan, but is it also hard to injure him without considering the cost?”

“Clan leader, please entrust the task of fighting against the young master of the Xu Clan to me, the Dark Thunder Hall, I will surely handle it properly and uphold the prestige of our Tang Clan.”

This sudden request to fight had made the originally harmonious atmosphere of the meeting room suddenly become solemn.

Compared to the negativity of Tang Sen and Tang Luo, what Tang Zuo showed was a high and unyielding fighting spirit.

His performance made it seem as if Tang Luo and his father were indifferent to this matter because of their familial relationship. Tang Luo was unwilling to swallow this kind of insult.

“Hall master Tang Zuo.” Tang Luo raised his eyebrows. “If you think that finding a martial artist with unity of spirit and intent to use explosive methods along with burning essence blood to launch a powerful blow can injure the opponent, I advise you to give it up; the success rate is too low.”

Indeed, at any cost, the peak martial artists of Tang Clan's Transcending Mortal Realm with considerable deep roots could explode with a blow comparable to a Fierce Realm powerhouse. However, this all-in plan is too risky, and the cost-effectiveness is low, Tang Luo disdained to do it.

In the face of a plan that was directly seen through, Tang Zuo confidently said, “I heard that Elder Luo has created a seal method. I wonder if a peak martial artist of the Transcending Mortal Realm, who burns all his essence blood to use this seal method, has a chance to injure the young master of the Xu Clan?”

Under Tang Zuo's reminder, with the exception of Tang Sen, the eyes of all the people present lit up, and they focused their eyes on Tang Luo's face.

At this moment, Tang Luo's face was ashen. He couldn't understand why Tang Zuo was so insistent on injuring Xu Lao Ying as the goal of the fight. With a frosty voice, he asked, “This seal method has not yet been fully developed, and the consumption is extremely high. You still want someone to burn all their essence blood. After this strike, the martial artist would no doubt die. For the mere possibility of injuring the nobility's young master, is it worth it?”

“An emerging martial artist from the Xu Clan is intimidating all the martial artists in Xiling. If we let him retreat safely, how will Longzhou see the Tang family in Xiling?” Tang Zuo responded in a cold voice.

This unreasonable pride would cost a powerful Transcending Mortal martial artist their life, this kind of attitude truly irritated people.

Tang Luo stood up suddenly and said loudly, “Come on, I'll teach you the seal method. Hall Master Zuo, please go up to the martial platform and burn your essence blood to defend the honor of the Tang Clan. It would be best if you could win. What do you think?”

He had seen too many high-ranking individuals who kept talking about honor, but were willing to let others sacrifice. If he was so eager to defend it, he should go up himself, friend.

Just as the two were about to argue, clan leader Tang Zhi timely interrupted, “Elder Luo, please sit down first, and Hall master should not speak anymore, I have already made a decision on this matter.”

For Tang Zhi, he did not want the Tang Clan to participate in this pointless martial platform game. No matter if they win or lose, he did not see any benefits.

Everyone thought that defeating Xu Clan's warrior and getting his surrender was a great honor. Little did they know that reputation could both create and destroy a clan.

He was as clear as a mirror in his heart; even if Tang Sen hadn't broken through to the Fierce Realm and was still recognized as an invincible dual-bloodlined martial artist in the Transcending Mortal Realm, he would not agree to win this martial platform game. Because the prestige of defeating a noble family's clan was simply not something that the current Tang Clan could bear..

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