Zhao Wuji felt the aura emanating from Yun Ming so easily block his Soul Saint pressure, and he was shocked in his heart!!!
He was not only surprised by Yun Ming's spirit, but even more so by his Soul Power cultivation.
As Yun Ming released his aura, Zhao Wuji also sensed his specific Soul Power level: level 35. Furthermore, the quality of his Soul Power was extremely high, his foundation solid, clearly not the result of external enhancement.
This boy looked only eleven or twelve years old, was at level 35, and had managed to defeat Dai Mubai without sustaining any injuries—what kind of concept was this! A super genius!!! Compared to him, Dai Mubai was nothing. Was this the closed-door disciple of some top-tier bigwig in the Soul Master World?!!
Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji's heart began to drum. He wasn't afraid of Martial Soul Hall, but that was because he knew he hadn't yet touched their bottom line. But if he were to move against the boy in front of him now, Zhao Wuji felt there was a high probability he would be killed by someone.
However, if he just walked away now, where would he put his face? The stubbornness of a Bear Blind rose up, leaving him stuck in a position where he suddenly didn't know what to do.
Still, Zhao Wuji feigned composure and said coldly.
"Where is my student?"
Yun Ming responded calmly.
"Don't be impatient, he'll be here soon!"
Not long after, the staff of the Rose Hotel walked over carrying a stretcher. On the stretcher was Dai Mubai, who had received preliminary treatment for his injuries but had not yet regained consciousness due to Absolute Dominance.
Yun Ming certainly wouldn't help treat Dai Mubai; the treatment was provided by the Rose Hotel. Not to mention that Young Master Dai was a Soul Master from Shrek Academy whom they couldn't afford to offend, the income he had provided the hotel over the past two years meant the hotel needed a fully recovered Dai Mubai even more!
Seeing Dai Mubai's miserable state, the protective instinct in Zhao Wuji's heart erupted. He had figured it out: he would just find an excuse to give this kid a small lesson, nothing too excessive, and those bigwigs in the Soul Master World shouldn't come after him for that, right! It was about saving face!
Zhao Wuji said in a cold voice.
"Kid, you hurt my student like this, aren't you going to give me an explanation?"
Hearing the burly man across from him demand an explanation, Yun Ming responded indifferently.
"An explanation?"
"I'll give you one."
"The general sequence of events is that your student harassed my friend and provoked me, so I broke his leg."
When Yun Ming spoke, his tone remained flat throughout, as if he were merely describing a daily chore like taking out the trash, which made Zhao Wuji's temper flare.
How could Zhao Wuji not know what happened? On his way here, he had already learned the full story from the person who delivered the message. Zhao Wuji didn't feel much about Dai Mubai bothering someone's female companion, but the fact that he had provoked someone and then lost made Zhao Wuji quite angry.
But thinking that there might be someone behind Yun Ming, Zhao Wuji had to suppress his rage, though he still said dismissively.
"So what? I don't care about the cause. If my student couldn't beat you, it's because his skills were inferior, but..."
"You hurt someone from my Shrek Academy, so you must give an explanation!"
Hearing Zhao Wuji's unreasonable words, Yun Ming thought to himself, he really is cut from the same cloth as Dai Mubai!
A strange emotion began to churn in his heart—a feeling of familiarity mixed with disappointment. Influenced by this 'strange' emotion, Yun Ming's tone began to turn unfriendly. A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth as he looked at Zhao Wuji and asked.
"What do you want? To stand up for your student?"
Zhao Wuji's anger nearly reached its peak upon hearing Yun Ming's mockery, but he really didn't dare to make a move. He had to pretend to be a senior who wouldn't lower himself to a junior's level, and said in a muffled voice.
"If word got out that I fought a brat like you, I, Zhao Wuji, wouldn't be able to show my face in the Soul Master World anymore!"
"But you must pay a price for hurting someone from my Shrek Academy!!!"
"How about this! Let's make a bet."
"I'll give you three chances to attack. If you can make me move even one step from where I stand, you win, and this matter ends here!"
"If you can't do it, you apologize to my student and pay compensation: ten thousand Gold Soul Coins!"
Hearing the compensation amount Zhao Wuji mentioned, the onlookers at the Rose Hotel were stunned. This money wasn't much to those noble lords, but to common folk like them, it was a fortune.
Hearing the gasps of the people around him, Zhao Wuji felt smug. He, Old Zhao, was quite clever. As long as he won, this move would kill three birds with one stone!
First, he wouldn't attack; if Yun Ming attacked and was injured by the recoil, it wouldn't be his fault—at least he wouldn't take the blame. Second, he would restore the face of Shrek Academy and himself. Third, asking for ten thousand Gold Soul Coins was a safe amount—not too much to annoy the people behind Yun Ming, and wasn't this faster than Flender selling his junk?!!
As for losing the bet, Zhao Wuji hadn't even considered it. Are you kidding? He, Zhao Wuji, a dignified level 76 Vajra Bear Soul Saint, if he couldn't even beat a level 35 kid, he might as well stop calling himself 'Zhao Wuji' and call himself 'Zhao Wu Neng' instead.
Actually, Zhao Wuji had considered having Yun Ming join Shrek Academy if he failed. But such involuntary, soft-coercion recruitment, once it reached the ears of those behind Yun Ming, could cost him his life! Too dangerous!
Zhao Wuji goaded Yun Ming.
"You kid have some talent to be able to defeat our Shrek Academy student."
"How about it? Do you dare to accept?"
"If you don't dare, you can just apologize and pay the compensation!"
Zhao Wuji was getting a bit heated now; he still wanted to teach Yun Ming a lesson, which is why he added that last part to deliberately provoke him.
Yun Ming smiled upon hearing Zhao Wuji's words; he thought Zhao Wuji was quite shameless. Although Yun Ming didn't know who Zhao Wuji was, he wasn't unfamiliar with Soul Saints. Through Zhao Wuji's Soul Power fluctuations, he had already confirmed his approximate cultivation—likely level 73 or higher. For a Soul Saint to say such things to a Soul Elder like him was quite 'impressive'.
However, Yun Ming was exactly the type to take this bait. 'Meet force with force, repay kindness with kindness, and repay grievances with justice'—that was Yun Ming's character. He then agreed to Zhao Wuji's proposal and added a condition of his own.
"Fine! I accept. But if I lose, I'll apologize and pay compensation, so what if you lose?"
Zhao Wuji was amused by Yun Ming's question. Him, losing?!! But since he couldn't possibly lose, Yun Ming's condition was just empty words, so Zhao Wuji said to Yun Ming magnanimously.
"If I lose, you can name any condition you want!"
"Good! Let's go outside; don't break things here."
After saying this, Yun Ming walked toward the exit of the Rose Hotel. Yun Ming dared to set a condition because he saw that Zhao Wuji seemed to be wary of something. Thinking in that direction, it was easy to conclude that Zhao Wuji was wary of Yun Ming's background. Otherwise, given the personality he had shown, would he have bothered with a bet? He would have just attacked!
Seeing this, Zhao Wuji took his short legs and strode after him.
The residents who had come to watch the commotion due to Zhao Wuji's earlier shouting, along with a few hotel staff, followed the two out to the street. Shop clerks from nearby stores, seeing that there was more entertainment to be had, also ran out to watch.
In the middle of the street, Yun Ming and Zhao Wuji stood ten meters apart, facing each other. The atmosphere around the street became exceptionally heavy.
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