Chapter 150: Bill Collected Successfully, Anger Exploded

Boom!

Another student was knocked off the arena.

This is the 98th—are you all just cats and dogs? Not a single one can last more than a minute under my brother Xun's hands. Where are your Fourth Realm cultivators? Where did they all die?

Li Bufan's poisonous tongue kept spewing frenziedly.

Soul-less!

Why aren't the Fourth Realm cultivators coming out yet?

The students of Wanliu Academy were furious, each feeling suffocated.

Lu Xun has been blocking here for half a day, and their students have been defeated by him—a full 98 of them.

With so many students, not a single one can last more than a minute against Lu Xun.

Even the strongest student could only rely on his agile movement and barely last forty-odd seconds.

The number of onlooking students around kept growing.

Not only Beidou University, but many students from Qingxu Academy also came.

There were also some people just there to watch the fun.

If this continues, Wanliu Academy will lose all face.

Where have all the Fourth Realm cultivators gone?

Even Liu Changfeng is excusable, but does Wei Guangyao not dare to fight? He's the Arena King!

The students of Wanliu Academy could only place their hopes on the Fourth Realm students.

Because Wei Guangyao's past performance on the arena was too outstanding, many students have been calling for him.

Where have Liu Changfeng and Wei Guangyao gone?

Principal, I don't know about Liu Changfeng, but Wei Guangyao is in closed-door cultivation at the school; I've already sent people to look for him.

It's not just the students who are anxious.

The leadership of Wanliu Academy is equally anxious.

If it were just ordinary students, they could naturally drive them away directly.

But the challenger is Lu Xun, and he even brought a large group of Beidou University students to cheer him on.

Since they haven't even entered the school, if the school steps in to drive them away, wouldn't that make Wanliu Academy look guilty?

But leaving Lu Xun to challenge them like this, even if he is the ultimate prize winner, coming to challenge them seems like bullying, yet Wanliu Academy's face must still be lost.

Such a large school, and not even a single student willing to fight Lu Xun.

The Fourth Realm cultivators are even hiding and refusing to come out.

How will Wanliu Academy recruit students in the future?

Lu Xun, I'll come meet you!

Another late-stage Third Realm student jumped onto the arena.

However impressive they looked jumping up, they looked just as miserable when knocked flying.

Just half a minute later, this student was sent flying by a single strike from Lu Xun.

Damn it!

If the Fourth Realm doesn't come out, no one is his match.

If I had known, I would have rushed to reach the Fourth Realm; even if I couldn't win, I couldn't just be a shrinking turtle.

The students of Wanliu Academy were so depressed.

As the most domineering academy, many students of Wanliu Academy did not blindly seek speed, but wanted to make each realm more solid.

Third Realm martial cultivators all wanted to develop greater martial divine abilities, while Third Realm Immortal Cultivators aimed to break through their limits.

So, in Wanliu Academy overall, the number of students who broke through to the Fourth Realm in the first semester of senior year isn't that large.

Lu Xun is surely here for Wei Guangyao, his battle power is so heaven-defying; I'd better not go join the fun.

Among the crowd, there are indeed Fourth Realm cultivators.

One student who had just broken through to the Fourth Realm after a secret realm assessment was also there.

But he wasn't prepared to go up on the arena.

He knew Jin Yuhua, and coincidentally knew about Wei Guangyao's debt, from which he guessed Lu Xun's purpose.

In this situation, if he went up, wouldn't he be helping Wei Guangyao bear the damage?

Too weak—we're about to hit 100, aren't you Fourth Realm cultivators of Wanliu Academy daring to come up?

Brother Xun said, if we hit 100, and your Fourth Realm still doesn't come out, this plaque will be given to you.

Li Bufan suddenly took out a plaque and had several students hold it high.

Damn it!

Too much!

Ahhh, I want to kill him!

As soon as the plaque came out, all the students of Wanliu Academy were stimulated.

Because the plaque blatantly read "Wanliu Hospital" in four large characters.

Lu Xun!

Within Wanliu Academy, Wei Guangyao finally couldn't hold back.

Although there are more than one Fourth Realm cultivator in the academy, who made him the Arena King?

Now, in various chat groups and campus internal forums, who knows how many people are calling for Wei Guangyao.

If he doesn't go up, his prestige in Wanliu Academy will likely be swept away.

If it were an ordinary school, this prestige wouldn't amount to much.

But the students here each represent a powerful clan, and if one can maintain enough influence among them, the future benefits will naturally be considerable.

A sonic boom erupted, Wei Guangyao's figure flashed like lightning; everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and Wei Guangyao's silhouette had already steadied in the center of the fighting platform, the platform's surface actually stepped out with spiderweb-like cracks.

"Wei Guangyao!"

"He finally showed up!"

"Wei Guangyao is the king of the fighting platform; rarely is anyone his match there, Lu Xun is doomed this time."

"But even if you luckily won the ultimate prize, you'll eventually have to show your true colors before my brother Yao."

As soon as Wei Guangyao appeared, many students of Wanliu Academy cheered.

On the fighting platform, Wei Guangyao stood with hands behind his back, his true qi condensing into substance; even the howling strong wind stilled eerily beyond three feet of him, as if the entire platform trembled under this pressure.

"Wei Guangyao, you finally showed up, you untrustworthy person, what face do you have to come here and fight on the platform?"

But as soon as Wei Guangyao stepped onto the platform, Jin Yuhua flew into the air and shouted angrily.

"Wei Guangyao, back then you begged Lu Xun and Jin Yuhua to save you, but now that Lu Xun has saved you, you choose to renege on your debt, truly bringing shame to your Wei family."

Cheng Gang likewise flew out of the crowd, directing his attack at Wei Guangyao.

At the same time, the students around the fighting platform almost simultaneously sprang into action, pulling off the cloth covering the plaques around the platform and then raising those plaques high.

"As expected, they've come!"

Wei Guangyao's heart sank; he knew Lu Xun had come today for this matter.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel some regret.

Thirty million Dark Energy is nothing to the Wei family; if I had known earlier, I would have given it to Lu Xun.

Now Lu Xun, under the pretense of a challenge, deliberately stirred up such a big commotion, yet he's causing difficulty at this critical juncture.

Even if he manages to dodge the debt, he'll still lose face in the future.

"What's going on?"

"Any story?"

"Look at those plaques."

Many students looked over.

On the plaques there were pictures and text; the pictures depicted the scene of Wei Guangyao and others being surrounded and driven to desperation by four fourth-level cultivators, while the text gave a detailed explanation.

"This... Wei Guangyao, you've done something underhanded."

"They saved him, and now he's refusing to pay his debt; despite being from the Northeast's top clan, how could he do such a thing?"

After reading them, the students of Beidou University deliberately began to discuss loudly.

They attend the same school as Lu Xun, so they naturally favor him.

The students of Wanliu Academy, meanwhile, all had grim expressions.

Although they tend to cover up for their own, the black-and-white text on the plaques is crystal clear, making it impossible to turn a blind eye and speak nonsense.

"Lu Xun, I didn't expect you lot to have no pattern; after I closed my cultivation for a few days, you couldn't wait; it's just thirty million Dark Energy, I'll give it to you."

Wei Guangyao's lips curled slightly, he flicked his wrist, and three cards shot out like blades, carrying a fierce strong wind toward Lu Xun.

These are special Dark Energy cards; each contains ten million Dark Energy, which can be withdrawn with a password.

This is a plan Wei Guangyao had thought of long ago.

If really pushed to the limit, then might as well accept it.

Lu Xun moved his fingers and caught the three cards.

"What about the other seven people?"

Jin Yuhua continued pressing.

"They're them, it's nothing to do with me, Wei Guangyao."

Wei Guangyao snorted coldly.

Smart.

This guy, separating himself from the other seven, deliberately made things difficult for Lu Xun.

"If you want to renege on the debt, just say it; if you can hold on this fighting platform for one minute today, I won't take those 240 million Dark Energy, and I'll even give you 100 million Dark Energy—do you dare to accept?"

Lu Xun said coldly.

"One minute?"

Wei Guangyao was enraged by that number: "Truly arrogant; let me see how you knock me off the fighting platform within one minute!"

"Do you dare to accept?"

Lu Xun repeated.

"If I accept, I accept; bring on your moves!"

As soon as his words fell, Wei Guangyao's figure suddenly erupted.

In his rage, Wei Guangyao launched an attack; all he could think about was knocking Lu Xun off the fighting platform within one minute.

Wei Guangyao's move was like a tiger descending the mountain; the air on the fighting platform was torn apart, emitting a sharp explosive sound.

His early fourth-level cultivation burst forth unreservedly, his true qi turning into substantive gales that swept across the entire fighting platform.

"So fast!"

Someone below exclaimed in surprise.

Wei Guangyao's speed far surpassed everyone before; in the blink of an eye he rushed to Lu Xun's face and threw a punch, the fist's tip condensing blinding white light, as if it could shatter mountains.

However, Lu Xun stood still, merely shifting his body slightly and lightly dodging this thunderous strike.

"What?!" Wei Guangyao's pupils contracted.

His punch looked simple, but actually concealed seven variations, blocking all of Lu Xun's retreat routes.

But Lu Xun, as if foreseeing the future, easily dodged it.

"Too slow." Lu Xun shook his head.

"Arrogant!" Wei Guangyao roared, his attack suddenly accelerated.

Fist shadows fell like rain, leg winds like blades, his assault engulfed the entire arena.

The spectators below were dazzled, feeling as if Wei Guangyao had become a thousand-armed asura, each strike carrying deadly intent.

His title of Arena King was earned through genuine strength.

Such an assault could not be blocked even by an Immortal Cultivator like Liu Changfeng.

Lu Xun moved through the storm-like attack as leisurely as a stroll in a quiet courtyard.

How... how is this possible?

The students of Wanliu Academy stared in disbelief.

They had never seen Wei Guangyao so embarrassed on the arena; all his strikes seemed to hit thin air, not even touching Lu Xun's hem.

Do you only know how to dodge?

Wei Guangyao was furious.

Of course not.

Lu Xun suddenly stopped, his eyes turning sharp.

In the next instant, he moved.

No fancy moves, just a simple palm.

Bring it on!

Wei Guangyao's true intent erupted explosively; he had been waiting for Lu Xun to meet him head-on.

The explosive fist intent, carrying overwhelming force, surged toward Lu Xun's palm.

He had already envisioned the moment Lu Xun would be blown away by his strike.

Although lightning sparked in Lu Xun's palm, Wei Guangyao felt no fear.

Lu Xun, without using divine abilities or sword techniques, wanted to clash head-on—this was suicide!

Boom!

The fist and palm collided with a sound.

A terrifying force surged forth, making Wei Guangyao feel as if struck by Mount Tai itself.

Crack!

A clear sound of breaking bones rang out.

The next second, Wei Guangyao spat a mouthful of blood, his body flying backward like a broken kite and crashing heavily beneath the arena.

The entire venue fell silent.

Everyone stared wide‑eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Especially those Wanliu Academy students who thought Lu Xun had merely gotten lucky.

Nobody could believe their own eyes.

The Arena King, Wei Guangyao, was actually defeated by a single palm!!

Fifty seconds.

Lu Xun spoke lightly, walking slowly toward Wei Guangyao.

Damn it!

Wei Guangyao was furious.

He realized he had been tricked, provoked by Lu Xun into choosing a head‑on clash.

Otherwise, relying on movement alone, he could have lasted more than a minute.

Wei Guangyao, you lost—do you still intend to keep dodging the bill?

Jin Yuhua and Cheng Gang landed at the same time, their gazes hostile.

Ma Tao, you few, come over.

Wei Guangyao's face darkened.

With so many students watching, he could no longer wriggle out of this debt.

The other students who had initially teamed up with him came over with bitter faces, each turning on the tab.

A few minutes later, Lu Xun had collected all the Dark Energy.

That's about enough, everyone—today's arena match ends here. Welcome to Beidou University for a fight.

Seeing this, Li BuFan grabbed a loudspeaker and began blaring there.

Lu Xun's goal achieved, he saw no need to continue, also giving Wanliu Academy a bit of face.

After all, they had only managed to reach one of the Four Realms.

The Wanliu Academy students could console themselves, for they still had someone who hadn't ascended.

Let's go!

Lu Xun hadn't even left yet, but Wei Guangyao couldn't stay any longer.

His face dark as iron, he led his companions away.

Lu Xun, wait for my rise—I will surely kill you!

After returning to the cultivation chamber, Wei Guangyao was so angry his lungs felt like they would explode.

This time, his reputation was completely ruined.

This guy still has some decency—unlike the Lin family, who would strike from the shadows, he wants to reclaim the venue itself.