Chapter 1821: A rare martial arts prodigy

Ye Bufan entered the latrine, and after confirming there was no one inside, with a thought, he summoned Ye Erlang from the Dragon King Palace.

He then changed into a different set of clothes, altering his appearance to that of Ye Tian. After everything was ready, he had Ye Erlang go out first, with himself following behind.

Since Wei Wei and the others insisted on seeking death, he would give them a good lesson and thoroughly squeeze out all the 'oil' from them.

Ye Erlang, possessing an immortal body, was absolutely invincible in the Soul Transformation Stage, and even Fan Xiaofeng, who was already half a step into the Void Refining Realm, was no match for him.

The square was now packed with people, and with nearly ten thousand new students just enrolled, many people didn't know each other, so no one noticed his presence. All eyes were focused on Ye Erlang.

"He's out, he's out…"

Upon seeing Ye Erlang, everyone became excited again.

Ye Bufan controlled Ye Erlang with his Divine Sense, bringing him before Wei Wei and the others. "Alright, let's go to the arena."

Fan Xiaofeng and the others didn't realize that the person in front of them had changed. They excitedly followed him to the nearby arena.

First, they greeted the referee teacher, then signed the gambling agreement. The content was exactly the same as previously agreed: if Ye Bufan won, Wei Wei would pay a 2000 fire spirit coin wager.

Conversely, if he lost, he wouldn't have to pay anything.

After all this was done, Wei Wei couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart. With a leap, he stepped onto the arena and arrogantly shouted, "Young man, come up!"

Chu Lingxi nervously said, "Junior Brother Ye, is this really going to work?"

"Don't worry, Senior Sister, I'm definitely going to win!"

Ye Erlang smiled slightly at her, his expression identical to Ye Bufan's, without any difference. Finally, he walked onto the arena step by step.

Seeing Ye Erlang standing before him, Wei Wei's expression turned ferocious: "Young man, you crippled my brother. Today, I'll make you pay for it with blood."

As a martial arts academy, the management of the arena was quite lenient. Generally speaking, as long as no one died, there was no issue.

Moreover, as the saying goes, fists and feet have no eyes, so even if someone occasionally died, the academy's punishment wouldn't be too severe.

Therefore, this guy had already made up his mind to at least cripple Ye Bufan's limbs to avenge his brother.

At this moment, Ye Erlang no longer had the relaxed expression he had off the stage. Instead, he said somewhat nervously, "This is just a sparring match between us; we should know when to stop."

"Don't worry, I won't take your life!"

After Wei Wei finished speaking, the Aura on his body (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) suddenly erupted. The Aura of a Nascent Soul Peak expert swept across the entire venue.

His gaze was fierce, like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered. He walked over step by step, and with each step, the pressure on his body increased.

Under his brilliance, Ye Erlang appeared small, pitiful, and helpless, with an extremely nervous expression.

Seeing all this, Chu Lingxi below the stage was incredibly anxious: "I told him not to fall for their trap, why didn't he listen? Now it's troublesome…"

Seeing her like this, Ye Bufan couldn't help but smile, "Senior Sister, do you not have confidence in that big brother on the stage?"

Chu Lingxi turned her head and saw a handsome man standing beside her. She hadn't seen him in the academy before, so he should be a new student who just enrolled this year.

She shook her head slightly without speaking. Deep down, she didn't favor Ye Bufan, as the cultivation gap between the two was too great, but she didn't want to say such words aloud.

Ye Bufan, however, didn't care and continued, "Senior Sister, I see that big brother on the stage has extraordinary bones; he is a rare martial arts prodigy in a hundred years.

Moreover, he has a handsome appearance, a radiant complexion, and auspicious luck, so there's no need to worry about him. This match will definitely be won!"

Chu Lingxi turned her head and looked at him a few more times. This guy was young and good-looking, but why did he act like a charlatan?

Isn't this nonsense, talking about auspicious luck and extraordinary bones? Does he really think she's a three-year-old child?

"Senior Sister, you seem to disbelieve this. How about we make a bet?"

"If the big brother surnamed Ye on the stage wins, you kiss me. If that Young man surnamed Wei wins, then you don't have to kiss me."

"Uh…"

Chu Lingxi was very surprised; she didn't expect this person to dare to take advantage of her the first time they met.

If it were anyone else, she would have slapped them, but for some reason, facing this Young man, she couldn't feel any anger at all. Instead, she felt a little shy and flustered.

The most critical thing was that she even nodded as if possessed, directly agreeing. When she came to her senses, she didn't even know why she had done it.

"It must be because I want Junior Brother Ye to win so badly that I agreed."

Chu Lingxi desperately tried to find a reason for herself in her heart. At this moment, her pretty face was instantly covered in a blush. Fortunately, everyone's attention was on the arena, and no one noticed her unusual state.

Ye Bufan also didn't expect her to react this way, and a smile involuntarily curved at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that Ye Tian was indeed too handsome (This chapter is not finished, please turn the page), making it easy to win the favor of girls.

At this moment on the arena, Wei Wei, full of momentum, stood before Ye Erlang.

"Young man, take this!"

With an angry roar, he slammed a punch towards Ye Bufan's chest.

He put all his strength into this blow, after all, the opponent was the one who defeated his brother, so he certainly wouldn't be as simple as he appeared on the surface.

He used his most proficient Phantom Fist technique. With one punch, it transformed into a sky full of fist shadows, each fist shadow carrying immense pressure, dazzling the eyes.

"Senior Brother Wei Wei is so strong, he's actually reached this level…"

"Too amazing, if it were me, I definitely couldn't take this punch. I guess that Young man probably can't take it either…"

"How many moves do you think that Young man can take from Senior Brother Wei? I guess not even one…"

As soon as Wei Wei made his move, enthusiastic cheers immediately erupted in the arena. Everyone present sided with him, with not a single person favoring Ye Bufan.

And the reality seemed to be no different from everyone's guesses. Ye Erlang on the opposite side showed a hint of nervousness, then raised his hand and also threw a punch.

The two fists collided, and with a muffled thud, a figure immediately flew backward, directly flying seven or eight meters.

If the arena of Cangfeng Academy hadn't been large enough, he would probably have already fallen off the stage with that blow.

The one who was sent flying was Ye Erlang. At this moment, he lay on the arena, looking incredibly disheveled.

"As expected, he can't do it. A Nascent Soul Initial Stage trying to challenge a Nascent Soul Peak, this guy is just asking for trouble…"

"He only cared about the 2000 fire spirit coin, money is good, but you need to have the ability to take it…"

"Overestimating himself, truly overestimating himself. I really don't know why our goddess would fall for such a man…"

The students present each let out excited shouts. The vast majority were gloating because of Lu Xueman, as no one wanted to see the goddess in their hearts belong to a good-for-nothing.

Chu Lingxi nervously clenched her fists, her face full of anxiety.

Lu Xueman frowned slightly, wondering what she was thinking.

Fan Xiaofeng and the others, however, had triumphant smiles on their faces. Without a woman's protection, this freeloading guy was indeed vulnerable.

And just when everyone thought Ye Bufan had lost in one move, suddenly Ye Erlang on the arena jumped up again with a whoosh.