Chapter 1827 Vomiting blood?

Seeing Ye Erlang spit out a mouthful of blood, Chu Lingxi was immediately shocked. She leaped onto the arena and asked with concern, "How are you? Are you alright?"

Lu Xueman, on the other hand, frowned slightly. According to her Qi sensing, Ye Erlang didn't seem injured, at least not as severely as he appeared.

But he had clearly spat blood, so what exactly was going on? She was puzzled for a moment.

Ye Bufan stood below the stage, a faint smile still on his Face. He naturally knew what was happening.

The reason for putting on this spitting blood act was to lure Fan Xiaofeng into the trap. He naturally knew everything that was happening today; this guy was the mastermind behind it all, and he had to settle accounts with him.

However, if the opponent didn't proactively step onto the stage, he truly had no way.

That's why he used a blood pack hidden in his Storage Ring on Ye Erlang, with the aim of making the opponent think that he was already severely injured.

In fact, with Ye Erlang's abnormal body, even a strong person in the Refining Void Realm couldn't make him injured and spit blood, let alone a Duan Wei who was only in the Soul Transformation Stage.

But Fan Xiaofeng didn't know that all of this was a trap targeting him. His pupils constricted, and his hesitation vanished.

Originally, he was still a bit worried. The opponent had won three consecutive matches, and each match showed stronger power, which made him feel uncertain, not knowing where the opponent's true strength lay.

But now, after the battle with Duan Wei, he had already spat blood. It was clear that this was his limit, and he was just forcefully enduring, completely putting on a brave Face.

Not to mention himself making a move, even if another Duan Wei went up, the opponent would definitely not be able to withstand it.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. His figure flickered, and he appeared on the arena, standing in front of Ye Erlang.

"Junior Brother Ye, since you are so confident, I'll give you a chance. How about we have another fight?"

After he finished speaking, there was an immediate commotion below the stage. No one expected that the former number two Genius on the Heavenly Ranking would also issue a challenge.

"What's wrong with this guy? He's at least in the top three of the Heavenly Ranking. Why challenge a new student? Doesn't he care about his Face?"

"Exactly! And he's already fought three consecutive matches and is spitting blood from severe injuries. To challenge him at this time, isn't that clearly kicking someone when they're down?"

"Shameless! He's truly too shameless. Although he lost one match yesterday, he's still number three on the Heavenly Ranking. What is he trying to do by challenging at this time?

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The crowd below discussed animatedly, overwhelmingly despising Fan Xiaofeng's actions.

But he stood on the stage, completely unconcerned. Now was the best opportunity; he had to eliminate this powerful opponent.

Otherwise, if the opponent grew stronger, he would truly have no chance to act.

As for Face, he had already lost it yesterday anyway, so he didn't care about losing it again today.

Chu Lingxi turned to look at Fan Xiaofeng and said angrily, "What are you doing? Challenging at this time, do you have any Face left?"

Fan Xiaofeng chuckled, "Junior Sister Chu, what are you talking about?

Just now, Junior Brother Ye said he wanted to prove to everyone that he wasn't a mooch and that he was worthy of being the most beautiful woman in our academy.

But to prove this, merely defeating a Duan Wei, who ranks twenty-third, isn't enough. Although I lost to Junior Sister Lu yesterday, I am still number three on the Heavenly Ranking.

So, if he defeats me, it will thoroughly prove his strength and that he is worthy of being the most beautiful woman in our academy. Therefore, I am creating an opportunity for him. You should be thanking me."

"You…"

Chu Lingxi was so angry she couldn't speak. She didn't expect this guy to be so shameless, clearly kicking someone when they're down, yet speaking so righteously, as if he were doing a good deed.

At this moment, Lu Xueman stepped forward and stood beside Ye Bufan: "My man is my man; he doesn't need to prove anything. Whether he is outstanding or not, he is my man!"

Fan Xiaofeng just smiled and didn't speak. As a man, he knew Ye Bufan's psychology best. In such matters, the more a woman says such things, the more a man wants to prove himself, otherwise, where would he put his Face in the future?

As expected, Ye Erlang ignored the suggestions of the two women and directly nodded, saying, "I accept your challenge!"

As soon as he said this, the crowd below exploded. No one expected Ye Bufan to actually accept.

"What's wrong with this guy? Has victory gone to his head, forgetting that he's just a new student?"

"Exactly! He just got injured, and the opponent is a top-three Genius on the Heavenly Ranking. How can he be compared to those previous people?"

"Is it just for Face? Actually, he's already proven himself very well. To be able to achieve this level, calling him the number one Martial Dao Genius of Cangfeng Academy is not an exaggeration…"

Everyone started whispering again, all extremely puzzled by Ye Bufan, unable to understand why he

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would still accept the challenge at this time.

Even if he didn't accept Fan Xiaofeng's challenge, with his performance today, he was already worthy of being the most beautiful woman in Cangfeng Academy. Why would he still look for trouble for himself? Isn't this asking for trouble?"

Chu Lingxi originally wanted to continue persuading him, but thinking of the previous three bets, she finally held back. Otherwise, if they bet again, she couldn't afford to lose, and her Face would probably be kissed swollen by that guy.

Lu Xueman hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she chose to trust this man, just like before.

Ye Erlang then looked at Fan Xiaofeng: "Since we're going to fight, let's add a stake.

How about this, I've won a total of 1700 fire spirit coins. Shall we use that as the stake?

If you lose, you pay another 1700 fire spirit coins. If I lose, you take all of these back."

"This…"

Fan Xiaofeng showed a hint of hesitation. Although he was very wealthy, fire spirit coins were consumables. Previously, cultivating all the way to the Half-step Void Refining Realm had cost countless fire spirit coins.

Now, he only had 1700 fire spirit coins left, and if he lost again, he wouldn't be able to enter the Fire Spirit Tower to Cultivate.

For a student of Cangfeng Academy, sometimes fire spirit coins were even more important than gold coins.

He had already lost 100 million gold coins before. If he lost all these fire spirit coins again, he would truly become a pauper.

"What, are you afraid to bet? If you don't even have that much courage, then forget it."

Ye Erlang's Face showed a smile, giving people a sense of relief. But then he coughed violently again, and a trace of fresh blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He subtly wiped away the blood with his hand. Although his movement was discreet, Fan Xiaofeng saw it clearly.

This guy was bluffing, trying to scare him off with the stake.

Fan Xiaofeng smiled triumphantly. In his opinion, he had seen through the opponent's trick at a glance.

"Alright, since Junior Brother is interested, I'll play along. Let's bet 1700 fire spirit coins."

Ye Erlang's Face showed a hint of nervousness: "Are you sure you don't want to reconsider? 1700 fire spirit coins is not a small amount."

"No need, let's sign the betting agreement now."

After Fan Xiaofeng finished speaking, he walked towards the referee teacher nearby, asking him to once again notarize the challenge between the two.