You Guessed Right-Did You Think That Meant You Wouldn't Die?

After seeing that Dai Huabin had even held back a card like this, Wang Dong immediately went to protest to Mu Jin.

Xiao Xiao followed her over and chimed in.

Even a few students who couldn't stand it deliberately went over to Mu Jin and muttered among themselves. Though they called it a discussion, they were really condemning Dai Huabin's behavior.

They were only doing it this way because they were worried he would retaliate afterward.

Though it was a relatively mild way to protest, it still made their dissatisfaction clear.

"That's right, Teacher Mu Jin. The Senior Brother was only trying to help us get through the Freshman Assessment more easily. And the stakes were only ten Gold Soul Coins per person. Those ten Gold Soul Coins weren't going into the Senior Brother's own pocket. They were for the class fund, so they'd ultimately be spent on us anyway. We were the ones getting a good deal."

"Exactly! The Senior Brother was already wasting his time, and they actually forced him into it. That's maliciously turning this into a bet!"

"That's right! We think so too, Teacher Mu Jin. This bet should be void!"

Once someone had taken the lead,

the students, who had already been seething over Dai Huabin and the others' bullying, finally found the courage to speak up. They gathered around Mu Jin in unison.

"Don't talk for now. Watch the fight. It'll help you a great deal with the Freshman Assessment."

"Then, Teacher, are we just going to let Dai Huabin get away with this...?"

"All right, Wang Dong. I know how you feel, and I understand how everyone feels. Watch the fight first."

With Mu Jin saying that,

the crowd's agitated feelings finally settled a little, and they all turned their attention back to the fight.

After all, Mu Jin was right. If they wanted to make real progress in combat, they needed to fight others often—but even more importantly, they needed to see how others fought.

Especially those stronger than themselves.

"Senior Brother—"

"Looks like your attack missed again!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

Dai Huabin shouted excitedly.

As he spoke, he threw another fierce punch at Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang raised an arm to block it and immediately staggered back several steps.

He shook out his numb, aching arm, but not a trace of anger showed on his face. His expression remained calm and steady, without the slightest hint of impatience.

After all, he had just taken a blow with his bare body from an Evil White Tiger Soul Master who had stacked his first and third Soul Skills. That alone was an astonishing feat.

But everyone had high expectations for Jiang Yang, the Outer Court Senior Brother. Seeing Dai Huabin knock him back several steps made them uneasy.

[Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion: Kid, something's off about that guy. I think I can sense an aura that I hate.]

[Jiang Yang: Thanks for the warning. I already figured out what the problem was.]

[Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion: Hmph! Since when did you learn to thank people?]

[Jiang Yang: What you said doesn't help with the situation at hand, but thanks all the same.]

[Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion: You!]

"This is getting interesting."

Jiang Yang lifted his eyes and glanced casually past the crowd at Huo Yuhao, hiding behind them with what looked like a Succubus Mark stamped across his forehead. He merely smiled.

Dai Huabin tensed at the sight.

Though he was acting brazen, he knew that sneaking attacks from outside the arena was disgraceful.

To keep Jiang Yang from focusing on that,

he immediately attacked again.

Jiang Yang moved at once, too.

"Senior Brother, I bet you'll attack on my left! Ha ha ha ha ha..."

Using the Spiritual Detection Sharing Huo Yuhao had given him, Dai Huabin could see Jiang Yang's movements with precision whenever Jiang Yang wasn't using his Martial Soul or Soul Skills.

Even so, with Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie helping him, it was still difficult to defeat Jiang Yang quickly.

That was why he'd come up with this method—to provoke Jiang Yang, distract him, and then beat him.

What a scheme.

"You're good at guessing."

Jiang Yang smiled faintly.

The punch aimed at Dai Huabin's left side met his block and slammed down with tremendous force.

In an instant,

Dai Huabin was driven backward, and the granite beneath his feet cracked apart.

A deep furrow was carved into the granite behind him!

"What just happened?!"

"What?!"

"Ah—"

The onlookers were dumbfounded. Even Huo Yuhao, hiding in the shadows and supporting Dai Huabin, couldn't stop his eyes from lighting up.

And Dai Huabin, who was being suppressed by Jiang Yang, was even more shocked.

A nameless dread rose in his heart. It was as if he stood on the brink of life and death, icy coldness seeping into his bones.

"I refuse to accept this!"

"Ah!!!"

"Every move you make is right in front of me! Let's see how you dodge this!!"

"Second Soul Skill—"

"White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"

Dai Huabin roared several times and immediately used his Soul Skill to fight back again.

Jiang Yang was now giving it his all. Even without using his Martial Soul or Soul Skills, his speed far surpassed that of an ordinary Soul Elder.

He dodged Dai Huabin's furious attack at once.

Then he spun around and threw another plain, unadorned punch straight at Dai Huabin.

It was so fast

that even with Spiritual Detection Sharing, Dai Huabin had to cross both arms to defend himself.

Bang—

The two closed in until they were almost face-to-face.

"You guessed right. Did you think that meant you wouldn't die?"

As Jiang Yang spoke, he suddenly exerted his strength.

Dai Huabin was sent flying dozens of meters backward. Stones lay overturned beneath his feet, as if a powerful ox had just plowed the earth.

"Hah—"

"Pfft!"

Dai Huabin had tried to swallow the mouthful of blood rising in his throat so he wouldn't lose face, but in the end, he spat it out.

"Huabin!"

"Dai Huabin!!"

Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie rushed to his side at once, supporting him on either side so he wouldn't fall backward.

That would have been even more humiliating.

However,

the moment they supported him, they felt him trembling.

"How are you?"

"Are you all right?"

Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie asked almost simultaneously.

But Dai Huabin couldn't answer them right away.

He had suffered internal injuries, and his organs were all trembling.

He had to catch his breath before he could move again.

Thanks to their years of tacit understanding, Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie immediately let go of Dai Huabin, then stepped forward and took up positions on either side of him.

They were on guard against a sudden attack from Jiang Yang.

However,

Jiang Yang didn't seem intent on pressing his advantage. He still stood with his hands behind his back, his expression carrying a faint air of ease.

Even so,

Dai Huabin didn't dare attack rashly again. He had a feeling

that if he didn't admit defeat now and kept attacking, he would lose the use of his internal organs.

"Teacher, I concede—"

"Dai Huabin! You haven't lost yet! Keep attacking! Trust me! You'll win!"