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Ye Feng's lips curled into a wicked smile, completely disregarding the three of them.
Bang bang bang.
Accompanied by three muffled sounds.
Ye Feng easily knocked down the three powerful men who challenged him, sending them staggering back more than ten steps.
Sensing Ye Feng's terrifying combat power, the three exchanged glances, then turned and walked off the stage.
The other few who were not convinced also rushed forward one by one.
However, none of them lasted more than three moves against Ye Feng before they were defeated and forced to leave the field.
In the blink of an eye, only Wang Ye, Ye Feng, and Bai Qianluo remained on the stage.
Ye Feng wasn't afraid of Wang Ye, but Bai Qianluo standing next to Wang Ye made him feel a lot of pressure.
This little girl's fighting power is too terrifying; I'm no match for her at all.
Once the fight begins, defeat is inevitable.
Therefore, the only way to deal with Wang Ye and his henchman is to outsmart them.
"Wang Ye, we're old friends, fighting is so boring. How about we find a different way to compete? Do you dare to agree?"
Ye Feng's words surprised Wang Ye a little.
This guy's gotten smarter...
I don't know if he doesn't want to fight me, so what should we compete in?
"Okay, what do you want to compete in?"
Wang Ye looked at Ye Feng with a half-smile.
"I don't care what we compare! To make sure you, Young Master Wang, accept defeat wholeheartedly, I can give you a chance to choose for yourself!"
Ye Feng displayed a magnanimous expression.
Wang Ye burst out laughing; the idiot was indeed an idiot.
Even if I gave you a chance, you wouldn't be able to use it. You actually let me choose, so you're really going to suffer a loss.
"Fine! Since you don't want to fight, how about we compare our fathers' wealth? Let's see who's richer, your dad or my dad?"
Wang Ye's words immediately caused the onlookers to burst into laughter.
Some people think Wang Ye is very humorous, while others think he is indeed a spoiled brat.
Why do they have to compare their parents' connections when there are so many other things to compare?
You talk about "relying on your father's connections" as if it's something to be proud of...
Ye Feng was a little dumbfounded for a moment.
Wang Ye, this bastard, doesn't play by the rules.
I imagined countless possibilities, but I never expected you to compete with me based on your father's connections.
What the hell is the point of even comparing these things?
I grew up in an orphanage; I never had a father or mother…
You want me to compete with you based on my family background? Isn't that bullying?
Although my family, my parents, are likely to be extremely remarkable people.
But as of now, I haven't found them yet, and I don't know they are such amazing people.
You want me to compete with you based on my parents' wealth? That doesn't seem feasible.
"Young Master Wang, your joke is not funny at all. Now that we've come to Lingwu Academy, from this moment on, we must rely on our own strength to fight for what we want. What kind of skill is it to rely on your father's connections? I'll give you another chance, but you can choose another one!"
Ye Feng said with a displeased expression.
"Looks like you can't beat me in terms of family connections!! Fine! How about we compete in terms of family background? Is that acceptable now?!"
"Pinmei??"
"Right! You call your sister out, and I'll send her out to let the two of them fight, how about that?"
Wang Ye put his hand on Bai Qianluo's shoulder and looked at Ye Feng with a big smile.
Ye Feng was genuinely annoyed this time.
Wang Ye, this shameless thing...
I'm absolutely furious!
You want to compete with me for a sister?
I'll fucking fuck you.
"Wang Ye, can you be serious? I don't even have a sister!! How can I compete with you for a sister?? If you really can't figure it out, I'll just decide."
Ye Feng glared at Wang Ye with some annoyance and said.
"Oh? You don't even have a younger sister! You're really pitiful! Alright then, I won't make things difficult for you. Let's have the simplest competition—arm wrestling! How about it? Are you up for it?"
When Ye Feng heard the words "arm wrestling," he almost thought he had misheard.
"Wang Ye, are you sure it's really just an arm wrestling match?"
Ye Feng asked again, still unsure.
"That's right, it's an arm wrestling match. If you win, you can be the class monitor, and I, Wang Ye, will have no objections."
"Not only will I make you the class monitor of Class C1, but I will also automatically leave Class C1!"
"But if you lose, the same goes for you. You'll have to get out of Class C1 right now. There's no place for you here!"
Wang Ye exuded an air of arrogance and looked down on Ye Feng.
"Hahaha... Alright, this is your decision, Wang Ye. Don't regret it if you lose. I, Ye Liangchen, have never been afraid of anyone in an arm wrestling match. You're bound to lose to me in this!"
Bai Qianluo was puzzled when she saw that the two of them were actually going to arm wrestle.
Wang Ye is no match for Ye Feng in terms of combat strength, which is why I came to help.
But now, even if we don't fight, arm wrestling still involves the most fundamental aspects of strength and cultivation.
No matter how strong or intelligent Wang Ye is, he is only a Transcendent Realm expert and has no way to go head-to-head with Ye Feng, who is at the Gang Realm level.
Wang Ye must be very clear about this.
Since he understands everything.
Why choose this method to compete with Ye Feng?
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