68 I Don’t Need a Thousand Words to Beat You
After eating his fill and washing up, Yan Zhen returned to his room, activated Star Shift Fire Seal, and went to pay his respects to the beautiful sect master.
Not seeing the beautiful sect master for two days felt like an eternity, he missed her so much, and so on.
Chen Xi gave her oily-tongued precious disciple a look and calmly said:
“Since you have a duel tomorrow, Zhen’er, rest well. We can continue the cultivation lessons after the duel is over.”
Yan Zhen made a non-standard bow to show he understood:
“Then I’ll be going, Master. Good night~”
“Wait.”
Chen Xi grabbed Yan Zhen’s arm, gently pulled him into her embrace, then slightly lowered her head and lightly kissed his brow.
“This is Master’s blessing for you. Remember to win.”
Yan Zhen shyly touched the spot he was kissed and quietly said, “Thank you, Master.”
“Go on.”
The night passed without further words.
The next day, when Yan Zhen woke up, the sun was shining through the window onto the desk in the room, making the interior bright and clear.
After washing up, he came to the dining room and found that Mi Xue’er, who had disappeared for a few days, was back.
During this time period, she should have been called back home by her family for matchmaking, which made her quite distressed.
After he finished fighting Lan Ke, Mi Xue’er would ask him to pretend to be her boyfriend in order to refuse the matchmaking arranged by her family.
“Morning, everyone.”
Yan Zhen sat in his seat, happily greeted them, and started eating breakfast.
Today’s breakfast was spring rolls. Yan Meng’er specially added meat inside, making them truly fragrant~
Eat your fill, go to school.
On the way, quite a few classmates gave him strange looks, as if pitying him for the imminent defeat he would face, and also as if mocking him for overestimating his abilities.
Clearly, after fermenting for a few days, the matter of Yan Zhen, who placed first in the intermediate class monthly test, challenging Lan Ke, who ranked third on the 9-star list, had spread throughout the entire academy.
The situation didn’t improve much after getting to class either. Everyone thought Yan Zhen had no chance of winning at all.
A 6-star fighting a 9-star was very difficult to begin with, and Lan Ke was also a top expert among 9-stars. The probability of Yan Zhen winning was almost zero. He would definitely get a vicious beating from Lan Ke.
There was even a bookie taking bets on the duel, with Lan Ke having 1:1 odds and Yan Zhen having 1:10 odds.
A typical protagonist’s treatment.
Yan Zhen chuckled coldly and asked Mi Xue’er to help him place a bet, going all-in on himself.
Mi Xue’er also bet on Yan Zhen. It was free money anyway.
“Little bro Yan Zhen, I believe in you. You can do it!”
Mi Xue’er cheered him on as written in the script. Yan Zhen felt very appreciated and assured her he would definitely win. As for Yan Ruyu, although she didn’t say discouraging words like in the script, there was still worry between her brows as she glanced at him from time to time.
At noon, when he went to the cafeteria, even more pitying and mocking gazes were directed at Yan Zhen. Xiao Shi even specially ran over to taunt him for a bit. It’s just that Yan Zhen was busy accepting his cousin’s attentive feeding and had no time to pay attention to him, so Xiao Shi could only slink away dejectedly.
Finally, after a day of classes ended, a large number of students flocked to the dueling stage, wanting to watch a good show. The people on the 9-star list naturally wouldn’t miss it. Besides them, several instructors including
Instructor Yu Xuan, Instructor Niu, Instructor Ma, Instructor Tony and others also came.
The whole lineup was even bigger than a clash between experts on the 9-star list, making Xiao Shi, who was first on the 9-star list, and Yu Yue, who was second, a bit jealous.
A typical protagonist’s treatment.
Yan Zhen was very satisfied. No deviation was a good thing, whether in plot or in draws.
[Ding! Key plot begins]
[Current plot progress – Chapter 98 Duel with Lan Ke]
[Acting requirement: Duel with Lan Ke, get suppressed at first, then counterattack, finally defeat him with one punch, shocking the whole crowd]
[Completion: 0%]
Under the escort of the three girls, Yan Zhen stepped onto the dueling stage one step at a time. He stood still, facing off against Lan Ke who had been waiting on the stage for a long time with the referee instructor between them.
Lan Ke wore a clean uniform, his hair neat and tidy, even fixed with hair gel, unmoved by the wind.
He wore a silkworm ice glove on his right hand, shrouded in a circle of hazy white mist, looking very strong with the special effect.
“You actually had the guts to come up. I’ll acknowledge your courage for now, Yan Zhen.” Lan Ke said arrogantly with his hands behind his back, “But it’s not too late to regret now. I can give you a chance to admit your mistake. As long as you kneel and kowtow, say you were wrong, I’ll let you off this time.”
“Heh, too bad, I don’t want to give you any chances.” Yan Zhen lifted the corner of his mouth, revealing a spirited smile, “The villain should be blasted right away. It would be bad if he disgusts the readers.”
*Whoosh*
Profound power surged on the surface of his body like flames, very similar to the profound power shield of a Mystic Scholar, greatly surprising many spectators below the stage.
Lan Ke also knew that the cultivation method Yan Zhen practiced seemed a bit unusual, not knowing where he got it from. The jealousy towards him in Lan Ke’s heart increased by another notch.
“Ignorant fellow, then I’ll let you witness the substance of being the third on the 9-star list.”
As he spoke, Lan Ke also circulated his ice profound power, resonating with the silkworm ice glove on his right hand, emitting bursts of chilling air.
“What substance? I do know a Han Jinlun though.” Yan Zhen slowly clenched his fists, profound power brewing in his palms, “You only see the second floor and think I’m on the first floor, but I’m actually on the fifth floor.”
“Hmph, glib-tongued, pretentious! Today I’ll properly educate you on Ruyu’s behalf.”
“Dumbass, I don’t need a thousand words to beat you!”
As their words fell, the two raised their hands at the same time, aiming at each other with their palms and index fingers.
Lan Ke launched his attack first. The crystal embedded in the back of the silkworm ice glove absorbed profound power, then the crystal in the palm spat out an ice spike, shooting towards Yan Zhen at extreme speed.
As for Yan Zhen, his hand was shaped like a gun, his straight index finger like a barrel. Compressing air with profound power, he shot out a flame pellet with formidable power.
The two collided in midair.
*Pop!*
Ice and fire clashed, exploding at the same time, ice shards and sparks flying everywhere.
The two maintained the same posture, slowly stepping forward, continuing to shoot ice spikes and flame pellets to collide with each other. The stage was soon covered in a misty fog, their figures faintly discernible.
It could be seen that the power of the flame pellets was getting weaker and weaker, while the ice spikes were getting stronger and stronger. The upper hand was obvious.
With another ice spike, Yan Zhen’s flame pellet could no longer defend against it. He hastily dodged.
The ice spike bloomed into a burst of ice flowers where he originally stood.
From here, Yan Zhen would be suppressed by Lan Ke’s long-range attacks.
Yan Zhen pretended to have no way to deal with it while dodging the ice spikes, looking quite miserable, causing the few girls to tense their faces.
Meanwhile, on the instructors’ and 9-star powerhouses’ side, analysis and commentary began.
“At this rate, Yan Zhen will soon be defeated.”
“It’s still too difficult for a 6-star Mystic Disciple to challenge a 9-star Mystic Disciple.”
“I think he’s gone mad with the desire for fame, using Lan Ke as a stepping stone. Of course he’ll stub his toe, it’s only natural.”
Blah blah blah.
Hearing the naysaying from various places below the stage, Yan Zhen knew it was time to counterattack.
No choice, in a wish fulfillment novel, it’s all about the ebb and flow.
Being put down one second, erupting the next second, slapping the faces of passersby with a smack.
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