Lin Pangpang vanished into thin air. Su Wuming saw it clearly and thought, Were Spatial Type Spirit Martial Practitioners really this common now?
First there had been Mo Lan, a Mind Master, and now another Spatial Type Spirit Martial Practitioner had appeared.
Fortunately, he was on Su Wuming's side.
Likewise, after seeing both his attack and Lin Pangpang on the rooftop vanish into thin air, the Monster Hunter 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 Martial Practitioner with spatial abilities, he was utterly insignificant.
And when it came to connections, there was even less to compare. The Thunder Monster Hunters' Office he belonged to had some reputation in Dry City, but it was nowhere near capable of hiring a Spatial Type Spirit Martial Practitioner.
Spirit Martial Practitioners with such abilities could only be hired by major powers. In a small place like Dry City, only one Spatial Type Spirit Martial Practitioner had ever appeared over all these years, and that had been who knew how long ago.
Now that he had been freed, Su Wuming seized the moment while the Monster Hunter was distracted.
He kicked out with [Rubber Stamp], paired with his size-44 supreme flip-flops, and successfully landed a sneak attack, stamping a shoeprint across the man's face.
The mask was shattered by the sole reinforced with Armament Haki, revealing the Monster Hunter's face clearly to Su Wuming.
Not gonna lie, that face went pretty well with a shoehorn.
The kicked Monster Hunter got up and was about to flare up when he felt an invisible force restrain him.
Space Binding!!
Definitely a Golden Rank Spirit Martial Practitioner!!
With that thought, the Monster Hunter immediately behaved himself.
The next moment, a glimmer of light flickered in the pitch-black night sky, and a figure appeared out of thin air before the Monster Hunter.
Su Wuming recognized him at once.
"Mentor Second Chrysanthemum!"
"Heh, not bad, kid. Mo Lan told me you had a bit of trouble. Looks like I got here just in time."
"Exactly, Mentor Second Chrysanthemum. You came at the perfect time. This guy is shameless—he even robbed a student of his Beast Crystals. We killed those Demon Beasts with our own strength, yet he still didn't believe it."
The side effects of opening the Opening Gate had already left Su Wuming mentally exhausted.
If Second Chrysanthemum had not shown up, he might have taken that beating for nothing, and the Beast Crystals in his hands would have been handed over too.
To be honest, Second Chrysanthemum had paid special attention to Su Wuming ever since their first meeting.
The reason was that he had great faith in 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 Type Spirit Martial Practitioner, rescue and support were his primary duties at times like this.
Besides, he had witnessed everything that had just happened.
He greatly appreciated Su Wuming's willingness to strike against a Spirit Martial Practitioner stronger than himself.
At the same time, he was astonished by Su Wuming's lightning-immune physique.
It seemed this kid's second mutation awakening might carve out a new path for the Power Type.
Turning back to Su Wuming, Second Chrysanthemum smiled and said:
"For someone at your level, what you did was already very impressive. Don't worry. Tomorrow, I'll report this to the government and get you commended. Also, on behalf of the new transfer student in my class, I want to issue you a challenge letter. I hope you'll accept it. You can decide 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 receiving confirmation, Su Wuming shrugged and answered without a second thought, "The time... one 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 being chased around by problems. If something can be settled immediately, I never drag it out."
There had not really been anything worth delaying anyway. When Second Chrysanthemum said Su Wuming could choose the time, he had intended to give him a chance to improve his cultivation and make it fair.
But where was there ever absolute fairness in this world? Relative fairness was already good enough.
His opponent's cultivation was higher than his, but so what? Not everything could be predicted and prepared for in advance.
As a Spirit Martial Practitioner, one had to be mentally prepared to deal with unexpected incidents at any time.
Just like tonight. The Snow Demon would not tell them beforehand, 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 postpone it by at least half a month to a month.
Su Wuming nodded. "I'm sure. But we should add some stakes. After all, my cultivation is lower than his."
"Go ahead."
"If he loses, he gives me one hundred Black Iron Rank Beast Crystals. If I lose... hmm... I won't lose, so let's not count that, since his cultivation is higher."
Second Chrysanthemum was speechless. He had seen confident people before, but never anyone this confident. And what kind of logic was that? It sounded wrong no matter how he listened, yet he still agreed.
"Fine. We'll do as you say."
"One hundred is too little. Second Chrysanthemum, dare to add some private stakes with me?" Mentor Mo Lan suddenly appeared in front of Su Wuming at some point.
She looked at Second Chrysanthemum opposite her, casually glancing at the Monster Hunter still restrained by Second Chrysanthemum.
"Get this guy out of here 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 Second Chrysanthemum's Space Binding, lifting the Monster Hunter into the air from afar, and hurling him into the distance. In the blink of an eye, he vanished from their sight.
Su Wuming gave him 0.01 seconds of sympathy. Mostly, he thought the man deserved it.
"What stakes?" Second Chrysanthemum paid no attention to Mo Lan's actions and went straight to asking about the wager.
"Your recommendation slot."
"We're playing that big?" Second Chrysanthemum hesitated.
"Is that big? Then the challenge letter is void. Don't think I don't know that his family paid a high price to buy your recommendation slot. Look at it another way—if he loses, you won't lose out either."
"Um, Mentors, could you say something I can understand?" Su Wuming was completely confused. Hadn't she said his wager was too small? How had they gotten onto some kind of slot? So he interjected.
But neither mentor paid him any attention. After hesitating for two seconds, Second Chrysanthemum nodded and agreed to Mo Lan's request.
Su Wuming was even more confused. Seeing the two of them settle it so happily while he was still in the dark, he asked again, "Mentor, what is that slot?"
"Ask less. Just prepare well for tomorrow's battle."
"Good luck!" Second Chrysanthemum added. Then the two mentors simultaneously performed their disappearing act on Su Wuming once again.
Su Wuming was left looking left and right before he finally resumed collecting Beast Crystals.
Who are you showing off to? So what if you can teleport...
At that moment, a resident on the east side of the third floor in Building Four opened his window. A burly man cautiously poked his head out and asked, "Little brother, are all the Demon Beasts dead?"
"They're all dead. Go back to sleep."
"Um, can I ask something? Could you give me some of that meat? I've never eaten it before."
"Big brother, why would you eat that stuff? It tastes awful—worse than shit."
"What, little brother? You've eaten shit before?"
Su Wuming: Fuck... Why was my mouth so damn loose?!
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