Chapter 100

Wang Qi, with a rather smug smile, said, "Slap, slap."

Slap, slap? What does that mean?

Of course, they are onomatopoeic words! For slapping in the face.

Looking at the passerby's face twisted in discomfort, Wu Fan couldn't help but laugh and cry, "Wang Qi, isn't this a bit... too much?"

"Too much? Not at all. This is education, do you understand? To teach him the principles of being a decent human being!"

"Doesn't this make you seem petty?"

Wang Qi chuckled, "Petty? What's that? Can you eat it?"

A qualified top student must be willing to help others, but no one says a good top student can only educate silently through actions.

I just like to slap people in the face, I just talk a lot, what can you do? What can you do!

Wang Qi's logic left Wu Fan with only a bitter smile. Although their friendship wasn't deep, Wu Fan could see that although Wang Qi acted as he pleased and was unpredictable, he was still a friend worth making. However, his personality...

Is this why he often says, "I have few friends"...

After completing his face-slapping retaliation, Wang Qi no longer paid attention to the passerby and focused on watching the duel. However, his way of watching the duel was utterly lacking in manners. He kept shouting and commenting on the battle on the platform, often saying things like "Oh, what a pity" and "This move is bad," as if he couldn't wait to take their place. Wu Fan suspected that if it weren't for the array formations in the dueling arena that blocked external interference, his classmates might have jumped out to deal with this annoying guy first.

Wang Qi's actions attracted a crowd. His broad knowledge from his previous life made his perspective far surpass that of his peers. After mastering the theory of the essence of spiritual energy recently, his insight became even sharper. His comments on the duel, though seemingly casual, were piercingly accurate in the ears of the new disciples around him.

Wang Qi was quite pleased with this.

At this moment, a commotion came from a distance. The people on Wang Qi's left suddenly fell silent. Wang Qi turned around and saw a black-robed Foundation Establishment cultivator leading a disciple of the Immortal Academy approaching.

The black robe was unique, not the uniform of any sect, but a symbol of direct affiliation to the Immortal Alliance. The black robe was pure and black, but on the left shoulder, a divine beast, the Bixie, symbolizing the majesty of the law, was embroidered in silver thread. This was the uniform of the Law Enforcement Officer.

The Immortal Alliance, the Constitutional Law Department, the Law Enforcement Officer, the internal force of the Immortal Alliance.

Among the three direct forces of the Immortal Alliance—the Peacekeepers, the Border Protectors, and the Law Enforcement Officers—the Law Enforcement Officers were the fewest in number and the most strictly selected. First, the cultivator must have no record of breaking the rules; second, they must be well-versed in the laws of the Immortal Alliance; third, they must be impartial. After passing multiple exams, new Law Enforcement Officers must intern for a quarter at the Conduct Department of the Immortal Academy.

The disciple being escorted was Yang Jun. For a long time, he would have to live under the supervision of this Law Enforcement Officer.

Wang Qi didn't want to deal with Yang Jun, but Wu Fan ran over to greet him.

However, soon, Wang Qi had to deal with this guy whether he wanted to or not.

"Wang Qi, Yang Jun, prepare at the sixth row, eighth arena!"

Wang Qi sighed, shook his head, and walked to the dueling arena. The Law Enforcement Officer personally escorted them.

After Wang Qi arrived, he didn't wait long before he went up. Before them, two cultivators of the Thunder Technique were dueling, both using a quick and decisive approach.

Before Yang Jun went up, the Law Enforcement Officer patted his shoulder, seemingly lifting the restrictions on him. Then, Yang Jun went up, and the restrictions around the arena were quickly reactivated.

Once the array formation isolating the inside and outside took effect, Yang Jun said to Wang Qi with a bitter smile, "I didn't expect to see you again, Senior Brother Wang."

"Hehe." Wang Qi raised his hands, assuming a boxing stance, while planning a quick and decisive victory in his mind.

Yang Jun said with a bitter smile, "I know, you look down on me."

"Good to know."

Wang Qi's retort surprised Yang Jun. He thought such things were usually not said directly. However, he only paused for a moment and continued, "But, I still want to thank you for your guidance, and also, I'm sorry for what happened yesterday."

Wang Qi said, "You shouldn't be apologizing to me."

Yang Jun's eyes dimmed even more, "Then... can you pass on the message for me..."

Wang Qi, impatient, said, "Are you done? If you keep talking, I'll start first."

Even a clay statue has a temper. Yang Jun, having apologized multiple times and been rudely rejected by Wang Qi, was also somewhat angry. He said no more and focused all his energy on his cultivation method, forming several protective auras around his body.

Yang Jun's cultivation method was also the Flame Formation Hanging Earth Scripture. This method was easy to start, had strong growth potential, and was both offensive and defensive, making it more popular among the Immortal Academy disciples than the methods in the rear hall.

The Flame Formation Hanging Earth Scripture was a cultivation method derived from the Earth's core state, inspired by plate tectonics. By drawing a thread of the Earth's fire into the dantian, it could greatly enhance the activity of the heavy Kunyuan, making the cultivator more flexible in using their own magical power. The several protective auras around Yang Jun were modeled after tectonic plates. These auras could form mountain-building momentum, reinforcing each other to enhance defense, and could also emit strong vibrations to repel and injure the opponent—obviously, mimicking earthquakes. If the Earth's fire was absorbed, the protective auras could also contain fiery energy, and when necessary, directly spew out.

Based on Yang Jun's performance, he had not broken through to the Heaven-Communicating stage much earlier than Wu Fan. Calculating the time, he probably hadn't absorbed the Earth's fire yet. This was why Wang Qi assumed a boxing stance rather than a regular starting posture—this stance looked cooler, and Wang Qi had no intention of fighting properly.

Anyway, it was just another crushing victory, what was the point?

With a strange roar of "Ah, hit—", Wang Qi slid forward straight toward Yang Jun, his fist extending straight out. A simple attack, as simple as it could be.

However, Yang Jun did not dodge or avoid, but instead stepped forward with a strange gait to meet the punch.

At the same time, the corners of the dark youth's mouth curled up in a cold smile.

You are a genius, you can look down on me.

But, you are destined to pay for your pride!