Chapter 39

In his previous life, Wei Changfeng was a grandmaster of alchemy, looking down upon the ancient continent with disdain.

After achieving the supreme position of an alchemy deity, his pride and arrogance were deeply etched into his soul, and even reincarnation could not truly erase them. They were merely hidden for self-preservation.

However, facing this provocateur with ill intentions, his inherent pride inadvertently revealed itself.

His eyes filled with disdain, his lips curled slightly, and his tone was filled with contempt and arrogance. This was not a deliberate act, and thus it brought an intense sense of humiliation to Fang Wenshuo.

"…You don’t have the money, do you?"

His words implied that if you had money, it would be easy to talk, and sparring and guidance would be no problem. But if you didn’t have money, you should just roll away!

Usually, among the disciples of the martial academy, it was common to add a small stake when sparring and guiding each other, but such humiliation was extremely rare, as if a heavy slap had been slapped in the face.

Fang Wenshuo’s face immediately turned bright red!

It happened to be the time when the disciples were returning to the martial academy after going out to eat. Many people saw the commotion and gathered around, curiously watching the standoff between Wei Changfeng and Fang Wenshuo, asking each other in whispers.

"What’s going on?"

"They are challenging each other to a sparring match!"

"A sparring match? Who with who?"

"I don’t know who the challenger is, but the one being challenged is the new disciple Wei Changfeng. I recognize him."

"Wei Changfeng? Oh, isn’t he the new disciple who wants to fight Hao Xiong to the death?"

Seeing his challenge turning into a farce, Fang Wenshuo forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest and sneered, "I didn’t expect Junior Brother Wei to be so petty about a little money. If you want, I’ll put up fifty taels. But let’s make it clear, if you lose..."

"If I lose, I’ll pay you five hundred taels!"

Wei Changfeng coldly interrupted him, "If you can only come up with fifty taels, forget it. What can you do with such a small amount? It’s not even enough for a meal!"

Who needs fifty taels for a meal!

Fang Wenshuo almost spat out a mouthful of blood, but he also felt a bit hesitant.

As Wei Changfeng had guessed, he was sent by someone to test the former and never expected Wei Changfeng to make such a demand, let alone come up with five hundred taels.

At this moment, a disciple who had been standing behind him suddenly stepped forward and whispered a few words in his ear.

Fang Wenshuo’s expression changed, and he straightened his back, saying, "Five hundred taels, then five hundred taels. But Junior Brother Wei, you need to show the money first. Words are not enough!"

"How simple!"

Wei Changfeng sneered, "Watch closely!"

He took out a handful of silver bills from his chest and showed them to the other party, "Is five hundred taels enough?"

The handful of silver bills was enough for six or seven, each with a face value of one hundred, and they were stamped with the seal of Jiaji Money House, which had a solid reputation in Jingyun City.

Fang Wenshuo was stunned and involuntarily reached out to grab them, wanting to see more clearly.

Although his family was not poor, he had never seen so many silver bills before.

However, before his fingers touched the bills, Wei Changfeng sneered and pulled his hand back.

Wei Changfeng counted out five silver bills and handed them to Li Chen beside him, "I’ll put the money with Senior Brother Li. If you win, you can take it directly. A bet is a bet, no cheating!"

Li Chen was also a shrewd person and immediately understood Wei Changfeng’s intention.

He took the silver bills from Wei Changfeng and said to the surrounding disciples, "Fellow disciples, Junior Brother Fang Wenshuo is challenging Junior Brother Wei Changfeng to a sparring match with a stake of five hundred taels. Please be our witnesses!"

The surrounding disciples were immediately in an uproar, many showing excitement.

Usually, when disciples sparred and challenged each other, a stake of four or five taels was considered quite large. Although a stake of five hundred taels was not unheard of, few in the scene had ever seen it.

As the saying goes, the more the merrier, they all cheered and applauded!

Li Chen, having built up the momentum, looked at Fang Wenshuo, "So, Junior Brother Fang, what about you?"

Wei Changfeng had already put up the silver bills, so Fang Wenshuo naturally had to put up the same amount.

Fang Wenshuo’s face, which had just returned to normal, turned red again—he couldn’t come up with five hundred taels.

He had originally thought that Wei Changfeng was just trying to scare him with a high stake, hoping to turn the tables, but he never expected Wei Changfeng to actually come up with the money.

Not only was he slapped in the face again, but he was also in a difficult position!

He could only look at the person who had given him advice with a pleading look. The latter hesitated, bit his teeth, and said, "Five hundred taels is no problem. We’ll give it to you at the training ground!"

Li Chen looked at Wei Changfeng, who nodded and said, "That’s fine. Let’s go!"

"Let’s go! To the training ground to watch the sparring match!"

More and more martial academy disciples gathered. When they learned what was happening, few were willing to miss this show, so they followed Wei Changfeng and the others to the training ground.

A high stake of five hundred taels was enough to become a topic of conversation!

The training ground of the lower academy of Jingyun Martial Academy was enormous, easily accommodating thousands of disciples practicing martial arts. In the middle and on the four sides of the training ground, there were five training platforms for martial instructors to demonstrate techniques.

However, the five training platforms were also used as sparring arenas for the disciples. The martial academy stationed martial instructors at the training ground to arbitrate and supervise, preventing fatal injuries.

After hearing that Wei Changfeng and Fang Wenshuo were going to spar, the resident martial instructor let them use the largest platform in the middle.

"This is a sparring match, not a fight to the death!"

The martial instructor surnamed Wang seriously told the two who had stepped onto the platform, "Be careful and stop when necessary. No hidden weapons or dirty tricks. When I say stop, you must stop. Do you understand?"

Wei Changfeng nodded and looked at Li Chen below the platform.

The latter waved the hand holding the silver bills, indicating that the stake had been received.

At this moment, more and more martial academy disciples came to watch the match, quickly surrounding the training platform, discussing in groups.

Suddenly, a noisy commotion arose from the crowd.

"Ah, Senior Brother Dongfang is here!"

"Hey! Senior Brother Hao Xiong is here too. This is going to be a good show!"

"Isn’t that Senior Brother Wei Kai?"

Standing on the platform, Wei Changfeng heard these comments and couldn’t help but turn his head.

Dongfang Lingyang, Wei Kai, Hao Xiong... even Hao Ren and a group of friends, his opponents in Jingyun Martial Academy were almost all present, except for Wei Yiping from the upper academy.

They either watched coldly, glared angrily, or looked with disdain, their expressions varied.

To say this was a coincidence, Wei Changfeng definitely wouldn’t believe it.

A bunch of clowns!

Wei Changfeng calmly withdrew his gaze and focused on his opponent standing ten steps away.

Perhaps because the person behind him had come to support him, Fang Wenshuo’s previous embarrassment and lack of confidence were gone, and he became arrogant again.

He stretched his limbs and made a gesture of contempt towards Wei Changfeng, saying in a sinister voice, "Wei Changfeng, I’ve taken your five hundred taels. Thanks!"

As if he was already the victor!

Below the platform, Dongfang Lingyang suddenly asked, "Senior Brother Wei Kai, do you think Fang Wenshuo can win?"

Wei Kai, standing beside him, smiled and said, "Fang Wenshuo is at the fourth level of the Body Tempering stage, and his Azure Dragon Fist is at least three-tenths proficient. As long as he plays it safe, winning Wei Changfeng shouldn’t be a problem!"

Pausing, Wei Kai continued, "We’re afraid Wei Changfeng has learned something else from Master Ouyang, so this time we want to force him to reveal all his cards and prevent him from holding back!"

As he spoke, he looked at Hao Xiong not far away, who also smiled.

Dongfang Lingyang seemed to think of something and sighed, "What a pity..."

Dongfang Lingyang didn’t specify what was a pity, and Wei Kai didn’t ask, feeling somewhat indifferent.

On the platform, the sparring match between Wei Changfeng and Fang Wenshuo officially began!

"Hey!"

Fang Wenshuo suddenly roared, his body straightening like a spear, and he charged at Wei Changfeng, his arms spreading wide in a pouncing stance.

In just a breath, he reached Wei Changfeng and punched at his chest with both fists!

Azure Dragon Fist, Two Dragons Spitting Pearls!

Being chosen to test Wei Changfeng, Fang Wenshuo certainly had some real skills. Although he hadn’t been in the martial academy for long, he practiced very diligently.

The Azure Dragon Fist was a high-grade Feather-level technique, known for its swift and fierce attacks, often overwhelming opponents with its momentum, powerful and formidable.

Wei Changfeng felt a strong wind of punches coming at him and couldn’t help but be alarmed!

Without hesitation, he raised his arms, crossing them to protect his front, barely blocking the opponent’s heavy blow.

Bang! Bang!

With two dull thuds, Wei Changfeng was forced back three steps!

"Great move, Two Dragons Spitting Pearls!"

Below the platform, Wei Kai’s loud cheers echoed.

Feeling the upper hand, Fang Wenshuo’s spirits soared, and he immediately followed up with a second move, punching at Wei Changfeng’s head and chest with both fists, his speed increasing!

Mighty Dragon Crossing the River!

He didn’t aim to seriously injure Wei Changfeng, but to force him off the platform, which would also be a victory!

However, what Fang Wenshuo didn’t expect was that his seemingly certain Mighty Dragon Crossing the River hit nothing but air, not even touching Wei Changfeng’s clothes!

At the moment Fang Wenshuo’s second move was launched, Wei Changfeng had already moved, stepping nimbly to his left, instantly turning the passive situation around.

How could he be so fast!

Fang Wenshuo was greatly alarmed and quickly turned to defend.