Bet

Zhao Wuji felt the aura emanating from Yang Ming effortlessly withstand his Soul Saint pressure, and his heart was filled with shock!!!

It was not only Yang Ming's bearing that surprised him, but also Yang Ming's Soul Power cultivation.

As Yang Ming released his aura, Zhao Wuji also sensed his exact Soul Power level: thirty-five. Moreover, the quality of his Soul Power was extremely high, his foundation solid. It was clearly not the result of an external boost.

This boy looked only eleven or twelve, yet he was level thirty-five and had defeated Dai Mubai without being injured. What kind of concept was that?! A super genius!!! Dai Mubai was nothing compared to him. Could he be the final disciple of some top figure in the Soul Master World?!!

At that thought, Zhao Wuji began to hesitate. He was not afraid of Spirit Hall because he knew he had not crossed Spirit Hall's bottom line. But if he touched the boy before him now, Zhao Wuji felt there was a high chance someone would kill him.

But if he simply left like this, where would Zhao Wuji's dignity go?! The brute stubbornness of the Bear Blind rose up, leaving him perched awkwardly with no idea what to do.

Still, Zhao Wuji feigned composure and spoke coldly.

"Where is my student?"

Yang Ming replied calmly.

"Don't rush. He'll be here soon!"

Before long, Rose Hotel staff came carrying a stretcher. Lying on it was Dai Mubai, whose wounds had received preliminary treatment, though he had yet to wake due to Absolute Dominance.

Yang Ming certainly would not help treat Dai Mubai. The treatment had been provided by Rose Hotel. Setting aside the fact that Young Master Dai was a Soul Master from Shrek Academy, whom they could not afford to offend, the income he had brought the hotel over the past two years alone meant the hotel needed Dai Mubai whole and well!

Seeing Dai Mubai's miserable state, Zhao Wuji's instinct to protect his own erupted. He also figured it out. If he merely found an excuse to give this kid a small lesson without going too far, those big shots of the Soul Master World probably would not come after him, right? He had to save face!

Zhao Wuji said coldly.

"Kid, you injured my student this badly. Don't you owe me an explanation?"

Hearing the burly man opposite demand an explanation, Yang Ming answered blandly as well.

"An explanation?"

"I'll give you one."

"Your student harassed my friend, then provoked me, so I broke his legs."

Yang Ming's tone remained calm throughout, as though he had merely done something as ordinary as taking out the trash. This made Zhao Wuji furious.

Could Zhao Wuji not know what had happened?! On the way here, he had already asked the person who sent the message about the entire sequence of events. He did not particularly care that Dai Mubai had provoked someone else's female companion, but the fact that he had provoked them and still could not win made Zhao Wuji somewhat angry.

But considering that Yang Ming might have someone behind him, Zhao Wuji could only suppress his anger. Still, he said with utter indifference.

"So what? I don't care about the cause. My student lost to you because his skills were inferior, but..."

"You hit someone from Shrek Academy, so you have to give an explanation."

Hearing Zhao Wuji's utterly unreasonable words, Yang Ming thought, He really is the same kind of person as Dai Mubai!

An inexplicable emotion began to surge within him, a familiar yet disappointed feeling. Influenced by that "inexplicable" emotion, Yang Ming's tone turned hostile. A sneer appeared at the corner of his lips as he looked at Zhao Wuji and asked.

"What do you want? Stand up for your student?"

Hearing Yang Ming's mockery, Zhao Wuji was nearly boiling over, but he truly did not dare make a move. He could only put on the air of a senior unwilling to stoop to a junior's level and rumbled.

"If word got out that I, Zhao Wuji, fought a brat like you, I wouldn't need to stay in the Soul Master World anymore!"

"But anyone who hits someone from Shrek Academy must pay the price!!!"

"How about this? Let's make a bet."

"I'll give you three chances to attack. If you can make me move even one step, you win, and this matter ends here!"

"If you can't, apologize to my student and pay compensation: ten thousand Gold Soul Coins!"

Hearing the amount Zhao Wuji demanded, Rose Hotel's onlookers were stunned. It might be nothing to those noble lords, but to ordinary people like them, it was an enormous sum.

Hearing the astonished murmurs around him, Zhao Wuji became smug. Old Zhao was quite clever too. As long as he won, this was killing three birds with one stone!

First, Zhao Wuji would not attack. If Yang Ming got injured by the rebound while attacking, it could not be blamed on him. At least he would not bear the main responsibility. Second, he would restore the dignity of Shrek Academy and Zhao Wuji himself. Third, he would only demand ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, not too much, or he might anger whoever stood behind Yang Ming. Besides, wasn't this faster than Flender selling all that junk?!!

As for losing the bet, Zhao Wuji had never even considered it. What a joke! He, Zhao Wuji, the mighty level seventy-six Vajra Bear Soul Saint—if he could not beat a level thirty-five brat, then he should stop calling himself "Zhao Wuji" and call himself "Zhao Wu Neng" instead.

Actually, Zhao Wuji had considered making Yang Ming join Shrek Academy if he failed. But forcing him to join, a soft form of restriction, might cost Zhao Wuji his life if word reached the people behind Yang Ming! It was too dangerous!

Zhao Wuji taunted Yang Ming.

"You managed to defeat a student from Shrek Academy, so you do have some talent."

"Well? Do you dare accept?"

"If you don't, you can apologize and pay compensation right now!"

Zhao Wuji was a little fired up now. He still wanted to teach Yang Ming a lesson, so he added that last line to deliberately provoke him.

Hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Yang Ming smiled. He felt Zhao Wuji was truly shameless. Although Yang Ming did not know Zhao Wuji, it was not as if he had never seen a Soul Saint before. Through Zhao Wuji's Soul Power fluctuations, he had already determined Zhao Wuji's approximate cultivation level: above level seventy-three. For a Soul Saint to say such things to a Soul Elder like him was rather "impressive."

Yet Yang Ming really fell for it. "Meet strength with strength, repay virtue with virtue, answer resentment with straightforwardness"—that was Yang Ming's nature. He then agreed to Zhao Wuji's proposal and raised a condition.

"Sure! I accept. But if I lose, I apologize and offer compensation. What if you lose?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji was amused by Yang Ming. Could he lose?!! But since he could not lose anyway, Yang Ming's condition was merely empty words, so Zhao Wuji generously told him.

"If I lose, name any condition you want!"

"Good! Come outside. Don't damage other people's things."

After saying that, Yang Ming headed outside Rose Hotel. Yang Ming dared to raise a condition because he could see that Zhao Wuji seemed wary of something. Thinking along those lines, it was easy to conclude that Zhao Wuji was wary of Yang Ming's background. Otherwise, with the temperament Zhao Wuji had displayed, would he even suggest a bet? He would have attacked directly!

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji strode after him on his short legs.

Several hotel residents and staff members who had come to watch after Zhao Wuji's earlier two shouts followed the pair out onto the street. Employees from nearby shops saw that there was more excitement to watch and came running out to gather around as well.

In the middle of the street, Yang Ming and Zhao Wuji stood facing each other ten meters apart. The atmosphere around the street became exceptionally grave.

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