One against four!?

As those words fell.

The smile vanished completely from Chen Guangmao's face.

Lin Man stared fixedly at Money Ghost, undisguised shock and doubt appearing in her eyes for the first time.

Zhao Qiming's breathing slowed for half a beat.

They had always thought they had taken Lu Fang seriously enough.

After all, they knew Lu Fang had killed an expert above level 100.

But only at this moment did they suddenly realize something.

They knew nothing about Lu Fang.

Their supposed assessments, their supposed preparations, their supposed certainty of victory-all of it had been built on guesswork.

They had guessed that Lu Fang had killed that expert using a trump card his parents had left behind.

They had guessed that Lu Fang dared to issue the challenge because he was young, hotheaded, and ignorant of his own limits.

But now, reality had slapped them hard across the face.

Lu Fang had not even acted personally.

He had merely brought out one summon, and it had beaten the level-150 class holder they had arranged to test him to the brink of death.

At that moment, hesitation appeared in the eyes of the chamber's executives.

The course they had planned out had been shattered by a single punch from Lu Fang.

Lu Fang stood in the arena, his gaze sweeping over their faces one by one.

"What's wrong?"

"No one left?"

Chen Guangmao's expression darkened slightly.

Lu Fang said calmly.

"Weren't you just saying I wasn't qualified to control the Fangfang Chamber of Commerce?"

"Now you can't even find someone willing to step forward?"

Those words were like a knife, stabbing straight into the chamber executives' greatest embarrassment.

In the spectator hall, the looks in the various guests' eyes grew subtle as well.

So many people were present today.

The city lord's estate was there.

Jiang City's major families were there.

Representatives of the major chambers of commerce were there too.

If the Fangfang Chamber of Commerce's executives backed down now, everything they had done to set this up would become a joke.

Chen Guangmao knew perfectly well that, with things having reached this point, they had no way back.

Either they won.

Or they lost the initiative completely.

He took a deep breath and looked at the others beside him.

"Young master, your strength is extraordinary. We are deeply impressed. In that case, let us begin the formal sparring match."

Lin Man nodded slowly.

The other two level-200 class holders rose to their feet as well.

One was thin and wiry, dressed in gray mage robes and holding a staff fitted with a formation disk.

His name was Wu Zhao, his class was Formation Inscriptionist, and he was level 207.

The other was a middle-aged woman with short hair and a cold, stern face, with six slender flying blades hovering behind her.

Her name was Shen Qinghan, her class was Blade Shadow Controller, and she was level 211.

Together with Chen Guangmao and Lin Man.

All four level-200 class holders had stepped forward.

The spectator hall instantly erupted.

"They're going in together?"

"Four level-200s are teaming up against a young man who only awakened a few days ago?"

"That's utterly shameless!"

"They were acting like respected elders a moment ago, and now they don't even care about saving face?"

"But looking at it another way, doesn't this prove how frightening Lu Fang is?"

"Exactly. One summon instantly defeated a level-150 and forced four level-200s to join forces."

"That alone would be enough to make Lu Fang famous throughout Jiang City, even if he loses today."

The discussion grew louder and louder.

Chen Guangmao and the others all looked displeased.

Of course they knew it would be nothing to be proud of when word got out.

But face was worth nothing compared to control of the chamber.

They could no longer figure Lu Fang out.

Since they could not figure him out, they would use the safest approach.

They would simply crush him with overwhelming power.

Chen Guangmao stood opposite Lu Fang, his tone no longer as condescending as before.

"Young master, your strength has indeed exceeded our expectations."

"Continuing to fight one at a time would only waste time."

Lin Man spoke as well.

"Since the agreement was that you would challenge everyone who refused to accept you, the four of us fighting together doesn't break the rules."

"Young master, there's still time to concede."

Lu Fang looked at the four of them and suddenly smiled.

"You make it sound so nice."

"But really, you're just scared."

All four of their faces darkened at once.

Lu Fang continued.

"You were sitting there just now, looking so certain of victory."

"Now all four of you are stepping forward together."

"If that isn't fear, what is it?"

Wu Zhao said coldly.

"Young master, verbal provocation is meaningless."

Shen Qinghan spoke too.

"That summon of yours is indeed powerful."

"But if you think you can beat four level-200 class holders with a single summon, you're far too naive."

Lu Fang raised his eyes.

"Who told you I only had one?"

As his words fell.

He raised his hand.

"Money Ghost."

Hum!

Dark golden light flared.

A second Money Ghost appeared.

Immediately afterward.

A third.

A fourth.

A fifth.

Ten towering figures appeared before Lu Fang in succession.

Ten whole Money Ghosts stood in a single row.

Their dark golden coin-patterned faces turned toward the four level-200 class holders at the same time.

At that moment, an invisible chill seemed to envelop the entire hall.

The four felt their scalps prickle instantly.

One Money Ghost could severely injure a level-150 class holder with a single punch.

What about ten?

The spectator hall exploded.

"Ten?!"

"He can summon ten of those monsters?"

"One could instantly defeat Zhou Yue! What would ten mean?"

"No wonder he dared to challenge the whole chamber by himself!"

"This isn't fucking arrogance. He really does have a trump card!"

Jiang Xia's face flushed red with excitement.

"Dad!"

"Ten!"

"Brother Fang has ten!"

Uncle Jiang said nothing.

As he looked at those ten Money Ghosts, his heart churned.

He finally understood why the young master had dared to set the challenge for five days later.

In the arena.

Chen Guangmao gritted his teeth.

"Attack!"

If they delayed any longer, their momentum would collapse completely.

All four erupted into action at once.

A heavy metallic sheen appeared over Chen Guangmao's body, making him look as though he had donned a shell of steel.

Dense data runes lit up at Lin Man's fingertips, and buffing auras descended on all four of them.

The six flying blades behind Shen Qinghan vanished simultaneously, turning into six streaks of cold light that slashed toward the Money Ghosts.

Wu Zhao took half a step back, formation inscriptions spreading beneath his feet as he began constructing a support formation.

The ten Money Ghosts moved as well.

Like ten silent, ferocious gods, they charged straight at the four.

Boom!

The instant the two sides collided, the entire protective barrier shook violently.

Chen Guangmao blocked two Money Ghosts head-on, only to be forced three steps back by their terrifying strength.

His expression changed.

They're too strong!

What fucking level are these summons?

Shen Qinghan's flying blades slashed relentlessly, leaving wounds across the Money Ghosts' bodies.

But those wounds could not stop the Money Ghosts at all.

They did not fear pain.

As long as they had not collapsed completely, they would keep attacking.

Lin Man kept casting slowing, binding, and weakening skills, but the ten Money Ghosts' base stats were too high.

Many of the control effects were greatly diminished when they landed.

Wu Zhao had only just spread out his formation inscriptions when a Money Ghost forcibly stomped one corner apart.

His expression turned ugly, and he could only set up the formation again.

The scene became utterly chaotic in an instant.

Four level-200 class holders were actually being overwhelmed by ten Money Ghosts!

Everyone in the spectator hall stared, dumbfounded.

"Am I seeing this right?"

"Lu Fang is suppressing four level-200s all by himself?"

"It isn't Lu Fang fighting. It's his summons!"

"That makes it even more ridiculous!"

"He himself hasn't even moved from his spot!"

"He only just awakened, and he can already do this?"

"What class is this, exactly?"

Han Qianshan's eyes were full of amusement.

"This is the person Heavenly Dragon chose."

Ji Xiuneng nodded, keeping his voice very low.

"An SSS rating, after all."