Commendation and Challenge Letter

Lin Pangpang vanished into thin air. Su Wuming saw it clearly and thought, Were spatial-dimension Spirit Warriors this cheap nowadays?

First there had been the Mind Master Mo Lan, and now another spatial Spirit Warrior had appeared.

Fortunately, he was on Su Wuming's side.

Likewise, after seeing his attack and Lin Pangpang on the rooftop vanish into thin air, the Monster Hunter instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Unable to stop himself, he shuddered, and the lightning whip binding Su Wuming was released as well.

Before a Spirit Warrior with spatial abilities, he truly was nothing.

And when it came to connections, there was even less comparison to be made. The Thunder Monster Hunters' Office he belonged to had some reputation only in Dry City; it was nowhere near capable of hiring a spatial-dimension Spirit Warrior.

Spirit Warriors with such abilities could only be hired by major powers. In a small place like Dry City, only one spatial-dimension Spirit Warrior had appeared in all these years, and that had been who knew how long ago.

At that moment, Su Wuming, freed from his restraints, took advantage of the Monster Hunter's distraction.

He unleashed [Rubber Stamp] with a kick from his size-44 supreme fast-drag slippers, successfully landing a sneak attack and stamping a shoeprint across the man's face.

The mask shattered beneath the sole reinforced with Armament Haki, revealing the Monster Hunter's face clearly to Su Wuming.

Not gonna lie, that Monster Hunter's face was a perfect match for a shoehorn.

The kicked Monster Hunter got to his feet and was just about to fly into a rage when he felt an invisible force imprison him.

Spatial confinement!!

Definitely a Golden Rank Spirit Warrior!!

With that thought, the Monster Hunter immediately behaved himself.

The next moment, a point of crystalline light flickered in the pitch-black night sky, and then a figure appeared out of nowhere before the Monster Hunter.

Su Wuming recognized him at a glance.

"Instructor Second Chrysanthemum!"

"Heh, not bad, kid. Mo Lan told me you were in a bit of trouble. Looks like I got here just in time."

"Exactly, Instructor Second Chrysanthemum. You came at the perfect time. This guy has no shame at all—he even robbed a student's Beast Crystals. I killed those beasts with my own strength, and he still didn't believe me."

The side effects brought on by opening the First Gate had already left Su Wuming mentally exhausted.

If Second Chrysanthemum had not shown up, he might have taken that beating for nothing and even had to hand over the Beast Crystals he had obtained.

To be honest, Second Chrysanthemum had paid special attention to Su Wuming ever since they first met.

The reason was that he deeply trusted the judgment and intuition of Mo Lan, a Mind Master.

Su Wuming did not need to explain what had happened here. Second Chrysanthemum already knew, because Mo Lan had notified him the moment this Monster Hunter arrived, and he had teleported over.

As a spatial Spirit Warrior, rescuing people and providing support were his main duties at times like this.

Moreover, he had witnessed everything that had just happened.

He greatly admired Su Wuming's courage to strike against a Spirit Warrior stronger than himself.

At the same time, he was astonished by Su Wuming's physique, which was immune to lightning.

It seemed the kid's second mutation awakening was about to carve out a new path for strength-type warriors.

Turning back to Su Wuming, Second Chrysanthemum smiled and said to him,

"For someone at your level, you've already done remarkably well. Don't worry. Tomorrow, I'll report this to the government and request a commendation for you. Also, on behalf of a transfer student who just joined my class, I want to issue you a challenge letter. I hope you'll accept it. You can set the time."

"Ji Boxiao?" Su Wuming asked.

Other than Li Yanan, he seemed to be the only new transfer student. Su Wuming had not expected him to be assigned to Class Two rather than Class Three.

"Yes, him."

After getting confirmation, Su Wuming shrugged and answered without a second thought, "The time... a hundred years from now..."

Su Wuming was clearly being cheeky. Seeing Second Chrysanthemum's face darken, he hurriedly changed his tune.

"Hehe, just kidding. Lightening the mood. Tomorrow morning, then. I don't like letting things chase me around. If something can be settled immediately, I never drag it out."

There was not much reason to delay it anyway. When Second Chrysanthemum said Su Wuming could choose the time, he had intended to give him time to improve his cultivation and make things fair.

But where in this world was there absolute fairness? Relative fairness was good enough.

His opponent's cultivation was higher than his, but so what? Not everything could be foreseen and prepared for in advance.

As a Spirit Warrior, one had to be mentally prepared to deal with any sudden situation at any time.

Just like tonight. The Snow Demon would not tell them in advance, I'm coming tonight, so get ready.

"Are you sure?" Second Chrysanthemum found it hard to believe Su Wuming would answer like that. He had expected him to delay it by at least half a month or a month.

Su Wuming nodded. "I'm sure. But we need to add some stakes. After all, my cultivation is lower than his."

"Go ahead."

"If he loses, he gives me a hundred Black Iron Rank Beast Crystals. If I lose... hmm... I won't lose, so let's not count that. His cultivation is higher, after all."

Second Chrysanthemum was speechless. He had seen confident people before, but never anyone this confident. And those words sounded wrong no matter how he listened to them, yet he still agreed.

"Fine. We'll do as you say."

"A hundred is too little. Second Chrysanthemum, dare to add some private stakes with me?" Instructor Mo Lan suddenly appeared before Su Wuming at some point.

She looked at Second Chrysanthemum across from her, casually glancing at the Monster Hunter imprisoned by Second Chrysanthemum.

"Get rid of this guy already. He's annoying to look at." As she spoke, Mo Lan casually waved her right hand. A surge of mind power burst forth, breaking through Second Chrysanthemum's spatial confinement, lifting the Monster Hunter through the air, and hurling him into the distance. In the blink of an eye, he vanished from everyone's sight.

Su Wuming spared him 0.01 seconds of sympathy. Mostly, though, he thought the man had it coming.

"What stakes?" Second Chrysanthemum did not care in the slightest about Mo Lan's actions and directly asked about her wager.

"Your recommendation slot."

"We're playing that big?" Second Chrysanthemum hesitated.

"Is that big? Then this challenge letter is void. Don't think I don't know that his family paid a high price for your recommendation slot. Look at it another way—if he loses, you still won't be at a loss."

"Um, Instructors, could you say something I can understand?" Su Wuming was utterly confused. Hadn't she said his wager was too small? How had this gotten to some sort of slot? So he cut in.

But neither instructor paid him any attention. After hesitating for two seconds, Second Chrysanthemum nodded and agreed to Mo Lan's terms.

Su Wuming was even more bewildered. Seeing the two settle it so happily while he was still in the dark, he asked again, "Instructor, what is that slot?"

"Don't ask questions. Just prepare properly for tomorrow's battle."

"Good luck!" Second Chrysanthemum added. Then the two instructors once again put on a vanishing act before Su Wuming.

Su Wuming was left looking left and right before he finally went back to collecting Beast Crystals.

Who are they showing off to? So what if they can teleport...

At that moment, a window opened in an apartment on the east side of the third floor of Building Four. A burly man cautiously stuck his head out and asked, "Little brother, have all the beasts been killed?"

"They're all dead. Go back to sleep."

"Um, can I ask something? Could you give me some of that meat? I've never tried it before."

"Big brother, why would you eat that stuff? It tastes awful—worse than shit."

"What, little brother? You ever eaten shit?"

Su Wuming: Fuck... why is my mouth so damn reckless!!!