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Chapter 46 of 57

Chapter 46

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Yechenliang's anger value +999!

Yechenliang felt he had never been so humiliated. He had come here with a boastful attitude to embarrass someone, but now it seemed he was just offering his face to be slapped.

As for the duel, he had completely given up on the idea. A person who could kill dozens of fierce black wolves was definitely not someone he could handle.

"You are just a person of the lowest rank, D, why are you pretending to be an expert here?" At this moment, a voice suddenly spoke up.

Zuan An's pupils contracted. He had already seen Hong Xing Ying in the crowd and thought to himself, "Did I dig up his ancestors' graves before? Why is he so persistent with me?"

At this moment, many people who had witnessed the scene at the school gate earlier also chimed in, "That's right, he seems to be of the lowest rank, D."

"He is in the Huang class now. How can there be any experts in the Huang class?"

Yechenliang was uncertain and doubtful. What these people said should be true, but what Ji Xiaoxi and the others said shouldn't be false either. What's going on here?

He was hesitant to probe further. He had already lost face to the extreme. If anything went wrong now, he wouldn't be able to survive in the school anymore.

Yuan Wendong, standing beside him, noticed his expression and knew that he was probably scared. He cursed him in his heart as a waste of space and decided that he would have to step in himself.

He took a step forward and bowed to Zuan An, "I was originally unwilling to get involved in this, but your words and actions just now were too arrogant. You are trampling on the dignity of those of us who work hard every day. We toil day and night to achieve our cultivation, but you take shortcuts. If you win today, many younger students will be misled and lose their way. I do not want to see such a heart-wrenching situation. Therefore, I, Yuan Wendong, representing all the hardworking cultivators, challenge you to a duel."

He had already understood most of the situation after hearing Hong Xing Ying mention that the other party was only of the lowest rank, D. Even if the other party was just pretending to be weak, he was not at all intimidated.

He was not the fourth-rank perfect as everyone thought, but had just broken through to the fifth rank in the past two days. How many fifth-rank students were there in the entire academy? Apart from those few geniuses, he was confident he could match anyone.

The other party had just built up momentum, making him the perfect stepping stone. Since the confrontation between the Yuan family and the Chu family in the weapon shop business was about to heat up, it was a good opportunity to use Zuan An as a stepping stone.

All the momentum the other party had built up would just serve to make him stronger.

His words about hardworking cultivators immediately won the favor of the crowd. Many people had already been annoyed by Zuan An's attitude, and seeing someone step up to challenge him, they were all excited. They didn't even need to eat today; the drama was enough to satisfy them.

"Why should only you be the one who works hard? Do you know how hard I work?" Zuan An said angrily.

Yuan Wendong was taken aback, "What are you working hard on?"

"Working hard to live off others, do you think it's easy to live off others?" Zuan An said confidently.

The men around him finally exploded,

"Damn, I can't take it anymore, I want to beat him up!"

"Me too."

"Shall we do it together?"

"Let Yuan Wendong go first, then we'll join in."

...

A graceful figure passing by couldn't help but laugh at his words, thinking, "This guy is really shameless. I wonder how Chuyan could fall for him."

She clearly had no interest in such trivial matters and turned to leave.

At this moment, Yuan Wendong sneered, "Living off others? No backbone, can you rely on women all your life? In a situation like this, can you rely on women to get through the crisis? Chu Huanzhao or Ji Xiaoxi, they are not my match. Men, you need to be strong to truly be strong."

Zuan An sighed deeply, "I didn't expect your imagination to be so limited. Why can't I rely on women to get through the crisis? Pei Mianman, come out and help me deal with this annoying guy."

Pei Mianman?

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this name. She was a beauty on par with Chu Chuyan. While Chu Chuyan might be considered hard to approach due to her coldness, Pei Mianman had a perfect figure, a gentle smile, and a charming demeanor that no man could resist.

How could such a perfect goddess have anything to do with this shameless guy?

Impossible, everyone's first reaction was this.

Sure enough, after he called out, there was no response, and the crowd began to boo.

Yuan Wendong couldn't help but laugh, "Do you even know who Pei Mianman is? A person like her would never look at you. It's like a toad lusting after a swan."

He had once been captivated by that woman and had put all his efforts into pursuing her. Unfortunately, while her smile was gentle, she had a coldness that kept people at a distance. From various signs, he concluded that this woman, despite her charming appearance, treated all men as nothing, making her even harder to win over than Chu Chuyan.

How could such a woman have anything to do with this shameless guy?

"I just saw you, if you leave, I'll tell everyone what happened between us last night." Zuan An called out loudly.

The graceful figure, who was trying to slip away in the crowd, trembled at his words. Hearing him howl, she finally couldn't take it anymore, "Shut up!"

Everyone saw a red-clothed, black-dressed girl rush over. Her porcelain-like oval face, charming eyes, and impressive figure were enough to make men weak in the knees and women envious.

The girl, who was usually gentle and smiling, now had a dark face and glared at Zuan An, "If you dare to say one more word, I'll kill you immediately."

Originally, everyone was still skeptical, but hearing her words, many men's hearts were shattered.

It was true, their dream girl was actually involved with this shameless man!

Zuan An was puzzled because he noticed that the anger value he received was only half of what it was before. What was going on? Was it because Pei Mianman's chest wasn't big enough, or her face wasn't beautiful enough?

He had thought her appearance would push the anger value to a new peak, but now it was halved.

He looked into the crowd and noticed that many men were no longer looking at him with anger but with envy and even... admiration.

Wei Suo, who had been hiding far away, ran over and grabbed his sleeve, "Brother, you will always be my idol..."

Before he could finish, he was trampled by others, who kept coming, "Boss, take me as your disciple."

"Boss, take me, I have better potential."

"I look more like you, I can definitely carry on the legacy of the soft-living king."

"Trying to take over so quickly? Master, you can't take in such a traitor."

...

Zuan An couldn't help but sigh, "Life is truly lonely like snow. Even if the keyboard collected admiration instead of anger, I could still rule the world."

Pei Mianman, standing beside him, was visibly irritated, her teeth chattering, "Are you feeling pretty smug right now?"

Zuan An waved his hand, "Let's skip the reminiscing. Help me beat up these two guys first, and that traitor over there too."

He pointed to Hong Xing Ying, who was hiding in the crowd.

Zuan An was also a bit nervous, unsure if this woman would help him. If she turned against him, he would have to bring out the beautiful headmistress.

Pei Mianman, who had been glaring at Zuan An, suddenly smiled gently, "Sure."

Then she turned to Yuan Wendong, Yechenliang, and Hong Xing Ying, "Duel, all three of you together."

The three of them were visibly shocked. Yuan Wendong hurriedly said, "Miss Pei, we..."

Pei Mianman sneered, "What, weren't you all so confident just now? Now you three men are afraid to fight one woman? Then kneel down and kowtow to Zuan An, and I'll pretend this never happened."

Hong Xing Ying was furious, "Fine, who's afraid..." He didn't finish his sentence before a black shadow punched him in the stomach, and he curled up on the ground, gasping for breath like a cooked shrimp.

Pei Mianman blew on her fist and said coldly, "Not even a fourth-rank, where did you get the courage? Your turn now!"

Yuan Wendong's face turned from green to white. He cursed Hong Xing Ying for being a fool. He knew that the whole school was watching, and if he backed down now, he would lose face. "Pei Mianman, don't push it too far. I am also a fifth-rank now!" As he spoke, golden light flashed around his hands, and swords flew out from the sheaths of the people around him, circling around him, looking quite imposing.

"Yuan is actually a fifth-rank? I thought he was just a fourth-rank peak."

"This guy is quite deep. I wonder who he was planning to ambush. Luckily, he was exposed today."

"This will be a good show. Who do you think will win?"

"Of course, it's our goddess."

"Not necessarily. Ye Chenliang is not a weakling. Two against one, it might be tough for Miss Pei."

...

Hearing the crowd's chatter, Yechenliang also gathered his energy, and a transparent, shell-like substance formed around his body.

Zuan An was secretly alarmed. Yechenliang had formed a protective armor from his energy, covering his entire body, indicating he was a third-rank perfect. Yuan Wendong seemed to be using elemental power, almost like Magneto.

He thought to himself, no matter who these two were, he couldn't match them in a direct confrontation. He would have to use "Great Wind" in conjunction with his lethal dagger to have any hope of winning.

Yuan Wendong knew the importance of striking first, so he waved his hand, and dozens of swords attacked Pei Mianman. Yechenliang, as if in sync, charged forward with his protective shell, following the swords toward Pei Mianman's figure.

Even the thick-skinned Zuan An couldn't help but worry for Pei Mianman. She remained calm, and a black flame, like a dragon, rose from her feet, wrapping around her body. The incoming swords, upon touching her black flame, disintegrated rapidly.