A Battle Wager

Little Orange flew into a rage and was about to send out another divine thought when a hand suddenly fell upon its head, gently soothing it.

After shaking her head at Little Orange, Xu Chunniang swept her gaze across Wang Quan and Zou Yue.

Some cultivators from great Aristocratic Clans had little skill but immense airs. They merely relied on Nascent Soul True Lords within their clans to support them, yet dared to spout such grandiose nonsense.

Zou Yue possessed some real ability, but this Wang Quan before her, despite having Golden Core Layer Nine cultivation, had an unsteady foundation. One glance was enough to tell that his cultivation had been piled up with pills.

Little Orange was right. The only reason someone like him could make the Merit Ranking was because his Lineage had pulled strings for him.

"Wang Quan, was it? You openly provoked me and insulted my reputation. By the laws of Wind Thunder Island, I can challenge you to a life-and-death duel. Do you dare accept?"

Wang Quan's expression changed slightly. He had not expected her to publicly challenge him to a life-and-death duel.

As a large island with countless cultivators, Wind Thunder Island inevitably saw plenty of frictions and conflicts.

A life-and-death duel was one means of resolving disputes between cultivators.

Of the two parties entering such a duel, only one would walk out of the Fighting Arena alive. There had never been an exception.

Of course, one could refuse to participate in a life-and-death duel.

But refusal often meant admitting one was inferior.

Wang Quan was clearly stuck between a rock and a hard place.

He had publicly provoked her first, yet feared the rules of a life-and-death duel and did not dare accept.

If word spread, his reputation—and even the prestige of the