"Our competition will be against our respective contracted beasts. Once the life-or-death agreement is signed, it doesn't matter whether they live or die. Yan Qing, you'd better be prepared."
What?
she?
Jia Xitong was taken aback.
Shang Yanting's previously indifferent expression gradually froze, and his eyes revealed an uncontrollable anger.
Looking at his expression, Shang Moyun laughed triumphantly, "You really think I'm stupid? Idiot!"
He had long known that Yan Qing was a cold and eccentric person, but he cherished a small beast that had no cultivation at all.
"Dare to mess with me? Tomorrow I'll tear your little beast to shreds!"
Shang Yanting wanted to tear him to pieces right now!
Jia Xitong grabbed his clothes, "Host, calm down! We can't reveal our identities now. A gentleman takes his revenge even after ten years!"
They now have the power to criticize Shang Moyun, but not the power to confront the powerful families behind him. Circumstances dictate their actions, and they can only watch him leave with a smug smile.
On the way back, Shang Yanting didn't utter a single word when he arrived at Qing Shuang Peak.
“Dear host.”
Seeing his taciturn demeanor, Jia Xitong silently held his hand and stayed by his side.
After a long silence, he finally spoke, "We will not go to fight tomorrow."
Shang Yanting rubbed her head; clearly, he had made his choice.
"Of course not."
If she doesn't fight, he'll have to kowtow. "Don't worry, I'm super strong! After I win, I'll make him kowtow to you!"
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News of Shang Moyun's challenge letter spread throughout the entire Holy Capital Academy overnight, fueled by certain individuals with ulterior motives.
The Lianxin Pavilion arena was filled with disciples who came to watch the excitement.
The senior disciples from Qing Shuang Peak all arrived upon hearing the news and couldn't help but look at Jia Xitong.
"Why are you doing this!"
"How can such a small bucket fight other magical beasts?"
"Why don't we just admit defeat?"
...
The senior students chimed in one after another, like a hundred ducks around us, spouting nonsense.
Of course not!
Shang Moyun was worried that they would give up halfway, so he deliberately spread the news, making it impossible for them to turn back!
Jia Xitong stayed up all night yesterday.
Although she has cultivation but no martial arts skills, she has 10 explosive talismans, 32 lightning-summoning talismans, and the golden dragon scales she obtained during her training. She is now holding a pair of royal flushes!
She climbed onto the ring herself, and in the empty arena, the raccoon looked rather small.
On the other side
Ten strong men carried up an iron cage, more than two meters tall and covered with a black cloth. The dull thud as it hit the ground indicated that something big was inside.
Shang Moyun personally unveiled the black cloth, and the onlookers gasped in surprise.
It's actually an Iron-Spine Flame Lion!
This is a magical beast that the clan leader sent all the way to the academy for Shang Jiuming to subdue.
Shang Jiuming had not yet fully tamed it when he borrowed it. Compared to the giant size of the lion, Yan Qing's magical beast was as small as an ant.
"Isn't it ridiculous for such a small monster to compete with a male lion?"
"I didn't sense any fluctuations of spiritual power or even internal energy from it."
"It was even wearing clothes, so it didn't look like a contracted beast, but more like a woman's pet."
Several disciples from Jinyang Peak whispered among themselves, their laughter filled with smugness and disdain. "I think he should just beg for mercy right now."
The senior brothers from Qing Shuang Peak in the stands were all in a state of deep anxiety.
...
The most agonizing thing is to destroy what is most important to him in front of him.
Shang Moyun looked at Yan Qing, a glint of vengeful pleasure flashing in his eyes. He raised his hand high and then clenched it.
Upon receiving the signal, the subordinate quickly released the Iron-Spine Flame Lion.
roar--!
The raging lion burst out the moment the box was opened, opening its mouth as if to swallow the small piece of meat in front of it.
Jia Xitong sprinted around the ring, dodging the lions behind her with her agile movements and nimble footwork.
The senior disciples from Qing Shuang Peak in the stands were extremely nervous.
Suddenly, I heard harsh words: "Bite it to death, bite it to death, damn it!"
They frowned and looked in the direction of the sound, just in time to see Shang Moyun sitting in his seat, gritting his teeth, completely lacking the demeanor and manners of a scion of a noble family.
The senior brothers of Qing Shuang Peak were all hard-pressed.
Shang Yanting's dark eyes were fixed on him, and his expressionless face was incredibly eerie.
On the field.
The lions behind her nearly bit her several times.
A bursting talisman appeared in Jia Xitong's claws, and she flung it fiercely at it!
Boom—
The explosion rang out at the lion's feet, and the loud noise startled the Iron-Spine Flame Lion, causing it to roll to the side.
"This little monster is quite capable."
This move piqued the interest of the spectators in the stands. Suddenly, the lion, injured by the explosion, roared in anger. Its martial arts aura instantly spread out, shocking everyone around!
It should be noted that, generally speaking, a martial artist's magical beasts are more powerful than the martial artist's martial arts skills!
The group, who had initially thought there was still a chance, now felt that Little Monster was completely finished.
Jia Xitong pulled out five explosive talismans in one go and hurled them at the lion in front of her. The explosive power was not to be underestimated, instantly tearing the lion's skin and flesh apart.
But its black armor protected its most vital parts. The enraged lion opened its mouth wide, and scorching flames shot towards Jia Xitong.
Its clothes were burned, its fur was on fire, and a burnt smell wafted from the arena.
Roasting a monster alive!
"That's too cruel!"
Some of the female disciples couldn't bear to look at it.
Shang Yanting sat expressionlessly in the stands, watching the fire-breathing lion and the raging flames.
If Jia Xitong were here, she would definitely notice that something was wrong with him, but she is in the middle of a competition right now!
This puppet cost her ten thousand talismans!
"Go to hell!"
Jia Xitong burst out of the flames, grabbing a handful of talismans and scattering them at the lion in front of her. The talismans turned to ashes the moment they touched the lion, and then the sky darkened.
The clouds gathered and pressed down at an incomprehensible speed.
It felt like a storm was about to break.
Immediately afterwards, lightning struck down from the sky, hitting the Iron-Spine Flame Lion.
The Iron-Spine Flame Lion let out a miserable cry and ran wildly on the arena, but a second bolt of lightning quickly struck it again.
The first and second lightning strikes can be interpreted as accidents.
But then came the third, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth...
In a mere quarter of an hour, a total of seventeen bolts of lightning struck the Iron-Spine Flame Lion. They witnessed the Iron-Spine Flame Lion transform from a majestic beast into a lump of black charcoal, its entire body charred. When the last bolt of lightning struck, it was too weak to run and trembled limply.
The winner and loser have already been revealed!
Shang Moyun couldn't believe it; a martial arts master-level magical beast had actually lost!
Losing to a pet that's nothing at all!
Now that the Iron-Spine Flaming Lion has become like this, how is he going to explain it to Shang Jiuming?
Just as Shang Moyun was distracted, the entire Qing Shuang Peak group surrounded him.
Shang Yanting walked over slowly, his gaze icy cold as he looked at him. "You should honor your bet."
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