Flender Loves Money Like His Life

With a thunderous boom, countless sparks scattered from Mokas's body.

Mokas was also forced back step by step by this blow, pain evident on his face. But if he did not defend himself, he would likely be injured. By then, his defeat would be inevitable.

How could this be? How could this be?! Mokas roared inwardly. Could the Seven Kill Sword really be this powerful, or had this child already become so strong that he was unmatched?

Mokas had once seen Sword Saint Chen Xin fight, but back then, Chen Xin had also needed to exert tremendous effort to kill his opponent, and the gap between their levels had not been large.

Yet there was at least a ten-level gap in Soul Power between himself and Liu Yi. Even after he used his Martial Soul Avatar, he had still lost.

At last, Mokas could no longer withstand Liu Yi's Sixth Soul Skill. His body flew away like a kite,

drawing a perfect arc through the air before crashing hard onto the ground.

In an instant, an enormous crater appeared in the arena.

Dust rose all around.

Everyone in the stands drew in a sharp breath, their eyes wide. What had just happened? How was that possible?

Defeating a Soul Saint above level seventy with a single strike—was he even human?

White light flashed, and the Seven Kill Sword in Liu Yi's hand was already at Mokas's throat. The icy, bone-piercing sensation made Mokas tremble all over.

His eyes were filled with shock. He had actually lost, and so completely at that.

"You lost!"

Mokas lay dazed in the crater. The corners of his mouth curled upward as he burst into mad laughter.

"Hahaha! Ahahaha! I never thought that I, Mokas, would lose to a junior today! Hahaha!"

Liu Yi did not kill him. He withdrew the Seven Kill Sword and said quietly, "Mokas, I won't kill you today. You... take care of yourself."

With that, Liu Yi turned and prepared to leave. The battle was over, so what was the point of staying here?

The host's hands trembled as he finally announced the victor of the match.

"Liu Yi versus Mokas, victory goes to Liu Yi!"

"Sword Emperor! He is the Sword Emperor!"

No one knew who had shouted the words "Sword Emperor," but once everyone heard them, they began shouting as well.

"Sword Emperor! Sword Emperor! Sword Emperor!"

"W-Wait!"

At that moment, Mokas climbed out of the crater.

Liu Yi did not look at him. He stopped walking. "What? You want another round?"

With a thud, Mokas dropped to his knees, a trace of reverence appearing in his eyes.

"Please... please... Senior, accept me as your disciple!"

"What?!"

Everyone was stunned. A Soul Saint wanted to take a Soul Emperor as his master? That was simply unbelievable!

Liu Yi was also briefly stunned. He had not expected Mokas to want to become his disciple. It was rather interesting.

"Sorry, I have no intention of taking disciples. You should leave."

After saying that, Liu Yi left the arena, leaving only Mokas kneeling on the ground.

When he returned to the private room, everyone gathered around him, their eyes filled with shock and respect.

It was respect for the strong.

When Tang San saw this, he curled his lip and clenched his fists. He had not expected Liu Yi to win, and so easily at that.

It made his heart turn exceptionally cold.

Ning Rongrong picked up a tissue from the table and wiped the dust and sweat from Liu Yi's face.

"Teacher Liu, are you all right?"

In front of others, she called Liu Yi Teacher Liu. In private, she called him Brother. The two of them had agreed on this.

Liu Yi shook his head. "I'm fine. I just consumed quite a bit of Soul Power."

Hearing this, Oscar hurriedly took out two Big Recovery Sausages.

After eating the sausages, Liu Yi sat in a chair and recovered his Soul Power.

The manager of the Soto Great Soul Arena pushed open the door and entered, holding a golden card. A string of numbers was printed on it—the reward Liu Yi had received today.

Flender adjusted his glasses, glanced at Liu Yi, who was recovering, then turned and accepted the card.

"Mr. Flender, there are three hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins here. Our boss just said that all of you will be honored guests of the Soto Great Soul Arena from now on, with free admission. The additional one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins are compensation from the Soto Great Soul Arena for Mr. Liu Yi."

"Today's match was extremely exciting, and the Soto Great Soul Arena has also made a fortune. We hope to continue working together actively in the future."

Flender smiled. "Hahaha, don't worry, don't worry. As long as the pay is good, we guarantee active cooperation. Hahaha."

The manager nodded, glanced at Liu Yi, then turned and left the room.

Flender sat on the sofa, carefully examining the golden card in his hand, afraid it was all a dream. How should he spend all this money?

Food? Women?

Mm, not bad, not bad!

Oscar and Ma Hongjun quietly walked over and snatched the card from Flender's hand.

"Hey, Teacher, Teacher Liu risked his life to earn this. What were you just thinking about?" Ma Hongjun wore a lewd grin. Others might not know, but did he not know his teacher's character?

Flender's old face reddened at Ma Hongjun's words. "What are you talking about?! Am I that kind of person? I... I was helping Brother Liu Yi keep the Gold Soul Coins safe. Once he recovers, I'll give them to him."

"Oh? Really?"

"O-Of course! Give it back to me, now!"

Flender snatched back the Gold Soul Coin card and hurriedly rubbed it against his chest, terrified someone might take it away again.

Zhao Wuji shook his head helplessly. When would Flender ever change this money-loving habit? It was truly infuriating.

Grandmaster remained fairly calm, staring intently at Liu Yi.

Half an hour quickly passed.

Liu Yi abruptly opened his eyes. The air around him seemed to freeze, and the entire room became bitterly cold.

"You broke through!" Flender rose to his feet, his eyes full of shock.

"Level sixty-six!" Liu Yi clenched his fists. At that moment, he felt his body brimming with power!

Zhao Wuji said sourly, "I really envy you. You reached this level at such a young age. When I was eighteen, I was only a lowly Soul Ancestor."

Tang San snorted coldly and turned to leave the room.

The better Liu Yi fared, the angrier Tang San became.

"Teacher, cough, cough, it's your turn!" Ma Hongjun did not forget to remind Dean Flender.

Flender glared at Ma Hongjun and reluctantly pulled a golden card from his robes. It was the card containing three hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

"Well... Brother Liu Yi, these are the Gold Soul Coins you earned. I wasn't trying to keep them for myself. I just... just wanted to help you hold onto them. Don't misunderstand. Though I, Flender, love money like my life, I don't take just any money. You earned this by risking your life, so now I'm returning it to its rightful owner!"

As he spoke, Flender placed the Gold Soul Coin card into Liu Yi's palm. Though it pained him, Flender still endured it.