You Guys Attack Together

"Then let's have a match!"

The calm tone, just a few simple words, captured the attention of everyone in the shop.

Zhou Zhuling moved her eyes away from her book, looking at Yang Chengzhi formally for the first time.

Ma Feifei tapped lightly on the counter with a ballpoint pen, looking thoughtfully at Yang Chengzhi.

At some point, Yun Qingyang also appeared behind Ma Feifei, watching everything with a blank expression.

As for the Wu Zhang brothers, they looked at Yang Chengzhi in astonishment, then exchanged glances, and then they burst out laughing.

"Senior Brother Zhang, did I hear correctly just now? Senior Brother Yang wants to fight us?" Junior Brother Wu said with a playful tone.

"Heh heh," Senior Brother Zhang also chuckled without speaking, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

At Zhenguan Academy, Yang Chengzhi was notoriously a good-for-nothing. He had been at Zhenguan Academy for nearly three years. After the first year's Dragon Ranking competition, where he placed in the top one hundred, his ranking began to decline. In the second Dragon Ranking competition, he dropped directly to third hundred. It was rumored that if someone hadn't intentionally gone easy on him in that match, Yang Chengzhi wouldn't have even secured the three hundredth spot on the Dragon Ranking.

All of this, in the final analysis, was because Yang Chengzhi's cultivation had stagnated after the first Dragon Ranking competition, remaining at the Spirit Master Sixth Stage.

Think about it! Others' cultivation increased year by year, while Yang Chengzhi remained stagnant. And this was just the Spirit Master stage! Not the higher stages like Spirit Sect, Spirit King, or Spirit Venerable. For those considered prodigies by the world, not improving by several stages in the Spirit Master stage in a year would be embarrassing to claim they were geniuses.

And yet, Yang Chengzhi had been stagnant for two years! If he wasn't a good-for-nothing, what was he?

In the entire Zhenguan Academy, there had only been one like him in thousands of years.

The Wu Zhang brothers were figures on the Dragon Ranking. Although they couldn't compare to the top students, they were both ranked within the top one hundred on the Dragon Ranking, and their cultivation had reached the peak of the Spirit Master Eighth Stage. They knew Yang Chengzhi's stage – Spirit Master Sixth Stage. Whether it was early or peak didn't matter! A difference of two stages meant there was no contest at all!

"I thought you were just impulsive challenging Senior Brother Xiaoyaozi last time because you were provoked. Now it seems you're not impulsive, you're just truly stupid!" Junior Brother Wu couldn't help but mock, his dismissive gaze sweeping across Yang Chengzhi's face: "I wonder which one of us Senior Brother intends to challenge?"

Yang Chengzhi glanced at the two of them and said, "You can come at me together."

"Hmph, overestimating yourself." The two felt Yang Chengzhi was being too arrogant, their expressions immediately turning grim. They were, after all, figures within the top one hundred of the Dragon Ranking, a full two stages higher than Yang Chengzhi. Yang Chengzhi didn't stand a chance in a one-on-one fight, yet he wanted to take on both of them. Wasn't this looking down on them?

"Do you gentlemen require the shop to provide a venue?" At this moment, Ma Feifei, who had been watching the spectacle, suddenly spoke up.

"The courtyard behind our shop is quite large and perfect for sparring. However, there's a venue fee of ten Spirit Crystals."

This was a great opportunity to make money!

Clack~ A bag of Spirit Crystals landed in front of Ma Feifei. It was thrown by Senior Brother Zhang.

"Then thank you, shopkeeper, for providing the venue," Senior Brother Zhang said. "However, a match wouldn't be interesting without some stakes. After deducting the venue fee, there are exactly one thousand Spirit Crystals here. How about we use it as a wager? Senior Brother Yang!"

Perhaps fearing Yang Chengzhi would go back on his word, Senior Brother Zhang immediately sealed off any escape route. Clearly, the two intended to play a big game with Yang Chengzhi today.

Yang Chengzhi frowned. He didn't actually have a thousand Spirit Crystals. However, he had no intention of backing down. He took out a ruler from the sachet at his waist and placed it in front of Ma Feifei, saying, "This is a Third-tier Spirit Artifact, the Heart-Questioning Ruler. It's worth more than a thousand Spirit Crystals. How about I use it as the stake?"

On the Azure Dragon Continent, everything had its own rank. Spirit beasts, spirit artifacts, rare treasures, elixirs, and even spiritual energy had distinctions between pure and turbid, and dense or thin.

"Naturally," Senior Brother Zhang nodded.

A gamble had thus begun, and Ma Feifei hadn't even had time to react.

"Damn it, I'm the bookie now?" Ma Feifei looked at the Spirit Crystals and the ruler in front of him, feeling something was off.

"That's right! There's only winning and losing here! I, the bookie, can't win either way!" Ma Feifei slapped his forehead, feeling like he had made a losing deal.

The group entered the backyard. The courtyard was vast, enough for them to move around. However, before they started fighting, Ma Feifei made sure to declare that they were not allowed to damage anything in the courtyard. Things like blowing up the house were strictly forbidden, or they would have to pay triple compensation.

Ma Feifei didn't concern himself with the specific details of the match. He moved his small stool to the doorway of the bookstore leading into the backyard. This way, he could see the match in the courtyard while still tending to the shop.

Zhou Zhuling also seemed interested in the match. Holding her book, she stood beside Ma Feifei, staring at the three people in the courtyard.

Yun Qingyang stood on the other side. She wasn't looking at the situation in the courtyard but was staring at the Spirit Crystals in Ma Feifei's hand, her eyes shining with an inexplicable light.

Ma Feifei, naturally, didn't notice. He was busy counting the Spirit Crystals.

"This Universe Bag is truly amazing! Such a small bag can hold a thousand Spirit Crystals." Ma Feifei smacked his lips, feeling a bit envious. He didn't actually have one of these.

Zhou Zhuling, hearing this, turned and stole a glance at Ma Feifei before looking back.

"By the way, Miss Zhou," Ma Feifei seemed to remember something and called out to Zhou Zhuling.

"Ah!" Zhou Zhuling was startled, her face inexplicably turning red. She lowered her head in fright, leaving Ma Feifei bewildered.

"Miss Zhou, who do you think will win?" Ma Feifei pointed at the three people confronting each other in the courtyard and asked.

Seeing that Ma Feifei was just testing her, Zhou Zhuling breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at the situation in the arena. Yang Chengzhi was true to his word, facing the Wu Zhang duo alone.

However, Yang Chengzhi's apparent strength was only at the Spirit Master Seventh Stage, while both Wu and Zhang were at the peak of the Spirit Master Eighth Stage. If it were a one-on-one fight, there might be some suspense, but a one-on-two situation was basically hopeless.

After all, fighting across stages was inherently extremely difficult, let alone fighting two opponents at once.

"Barring any surprises, this person is likely to be defeated," Zhou Zhuling said slowly.

Ma Feifei nodded. To be honest, he also thought Yang Chengzhi would lose. But how to put it, Yang Chengzhi's attitude was too confident.

If Yang Chengzhi hadn't come to his shop, Ma Feifei might have thought Yang Chengzhi was overconfident. But Yang Chengzhi had come! And he had read a book called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes." So Ma Feifei felt that since Yang Chengzhi was so confident, he must have gained something from that book.

Improving his cultivation was impossible; if it were cultivation, Ma Feifei would have no reason not to notice. Unfortunately, although he owned the bookstore, he genuinely didn't know the effects of these books, so he couldn't guess what trump card Yang Chengzhi might have.

But this didn't hinder Ma Feifei's confidence in Yang Chengzhi winning this fight. In other words, Ma Feifei believed in the system's power.

"Miss Zhou, why don't we make a bet too? Let's bet on who will win, how about it?" Having finally been a bookie, Ma Feifei felt he should at least make some Spirit Crystals.

Zhou Zhuling looked at Ma Feifei with her clear, watery eyes, her face couldn't help but blush. She took out the sachet from her waist and said, "Brother Ma, if you need Spirit Crystals, just ask Zhuling."

Ma Feifei looked at the hand Zhou Zhuling extended. Her fingers were long and slender, fair and flawless, with fine veins faintly visible. Her hand was truly beautiful.

"I'm actually being flirted with!"

Ma Feifei's old face flushed red. He awkwardly rubbed his hands together and said, "Heh heh, well... let's just watch the show, shall we? Watch the show."

Seeing Ma Feifei avoid her gaze, a rare hint of shyness appearing on his face, Zhou Zhuling felt a surge of joy. Her bright, watery eyes couldn't help but blink at Ma Feifei.

And then... Ma Feifei felt like he was about to fly. His little heart was beating so fast he was afraid it would leap out of his chest.

The atmosphere became somewhat intimate.

Yun Qingyang, standing nearby, looked on with confusion, unable to understand.