80: The First Commandment of Contract Master

Training Room No. 001.

Hong Yuantai struggled to resist Liu Rufeng's fists, his eyes bloodshot: "Teacher, please show mercy! I can't take it anymore!"

"A real man must endure even when he can't take it! Don't worry, I know what I'm doing; I won't deal a fatal blow."

Liu Rufeng aimed for an opening and kicked Hong Yuantai squarely in the kidney.

"Ow, Teacher, let me die with a clear conscience!" Hong Yuantai wailed. Can a man's waist be kicked so casually? If it were anyone else, I would definitely... well, even if it were anyone else, I wouldn't be able to beat them anyway.

Liu Rufeng grunted, found another weak point, feinted with his left fist, and used his right hand like a tiger's claw to grab Hong Yuantai's ribs.

"Ow... I'm dying, I'm dying!"

Hong Yuantai lay on the ground, shamelessly playing dead.

Liu Rufeng was about to force him to get up when he heard a familiar notification sound. He immediately dropped him and ran back to the Principal's office like the wind.

Hong Yuantai sprang up with a carp leap: "Hmph, that petty old geezer. I must have been implicated by this person just now. I might as well see who it is."

He rushed back to his dormitory, entered the Xiaoyao Realm, selected his friend, and clicked "Watch" next to the name [Invincible Sword Saint Liu Rufeng].

By now, over twenty people were already crowded into the spectator room, almost all of them acquaintances he saw every day.

They saw Liu Rufeng grab a set of night-walking clothes, and everyone gasped.

[Anonymous: Whose subordinate is this, to have the fortune of being personally taught by the old man anonymously?]

[Anonymous: I remember he hasn't made a move personally in over a decade, right?]

[Anonymous: Sigh, the last time was... well, the last time. I still remember the look in Little Hong's eyes before he almost died!]

[Anonymous: Yes, yes, yes. Eyes bloodshot, gaze like a blade, fiercer than a wolf. Tsk tsk tsk, haven't seen that kind of wildness in a long time!]

[Raging Vajra Hong Yuantai: Brothers and sisters, I'm here.]

[Anonymous: We said it precisely because we know you're here.]

[Anonymous: +1]

[Anonymous: +1]

[Anonymous: +10086]

[Raging Vajra Hong Yuantai: If you have the guts, don't be anonymous. Come fight me.]

[Ding, you have received a death duel invitation for ten minutes from now.]

[Ding, you have received a death duel invitation for ten minutes from now.]

[Ding...]

Hong Yuantai was stunned; there were 28 people in total, and he had received 27 death duel invitations.

After turning them down one by one, Hong Yuantai changed the subject and guessed in the group who the other person might be.

Combining this with past beatings, he had a faint guess in his mind.

That petty old geezer had been holding a grudge for so long over a joke, and he even implicated him, beating him up.

When he eventually quit, he would definitely expose all of this anonymously.

Everyone was chatting heatedly, then felt that something was slightly off.

It had been almost ten minutes, why hadn't the other person appeared yet?

Everyone started placing bets, gambling on how many seconds the person on the other side could last.

The title Invincible Sword Saint was something he had hacked out with his own sword; there was no exaggeration in it at all.

The bets were almost all for under one minute—not that the opponent could last for a minute, but that he would use that minute to make the opponent despair.

This was the first lesson for Sharp Blade members entering the Xiaoyao Realm.

Only one person chose three minutes.

Everyone chimed in, saying it was impossible.

Hong Yuantai looked seriously at that person's reply.

[Anonymous: You guys are too naive. Look at the corner of the old man's eyes; he's still angry. Definitely three minutes.]

Hong Yuantai looked at the odds above, thought of the record where even Ghost Executioner was killed, gritted his teeth, and put 20 xiaoyao coins on over ten minutes, at a hundred-fold return.

[Anonymous: Hahaha, thanks to the spendthrift tycoon for betting 20 xiaoyao coins on over ten minutes.]

[Anonymous: Damn, did you bet on yourself, you kid? And call yourself a spendthrift tycoon? What kind of idiot would be such a spendthrift?]

[Anonymous: +1. Ridiculous hype.]

[Anonymous: +1...]

Time passed.

Everyone waited another three minutes, and Xu Le's figure finally appeared.

Hong Yuantai breathed a sigh of relief, it really was you.

Everyone else, however, had fluctuating expressions.

[Sword Falls from the Nine Heavens Luo Lie: I misread it just now. It wasn't a bet for three minutes, it was a bet for within 30 seconds.]

???

So the one who bet on three minutes was a level 85 big shot!

Weren't they very confident just a moment ago?

Why did they suddenly change it?

Everyone looked at the arena, and after seeing Xu Le's name, they burst into laughter.

If your kung fu isn't good, don't come out and act like a turtle!

What talent!

Looking at Liu Rufeng, he was wearing night-walking clothes, and his face couldn't be seen, but the twitching at the corner of his eyes showed he was very angry right now.

Minor anger is venting.

Major anger is destruction!

Those who bet on one minute also began to regret; if this guy could last more than three seconds, it could only mean the old man had been cultivating his character recently.

The chat room was quiet for a brief moment.

Only the initiator of the gambling ring was sending messages.

[Anonymous: Hahahaha...]

...

As soon as Xu Le appeared, he saw that the person challenging him was wearing night-walking clothes, and the codename was hidden, almost as if he had written "I am a bad guy" on his face.

Tang Family?

The four great killers of Heaven, Earth, Man, and God?

God Descent Cult?

Serpent Mother?

Serpent Mother was impossible; she was a god, how could she be so sneaky?

Unknowingly, I have already offended so many people!

No!

It was they who actively provoked me!

The world is filthy again!

Liu Rufeng saw Xu Le's codename, and the corner of his eyes twitched; he just felt that this codename was too annoying.

He didn't have any other feelings about it himself.

He was the Invincible Sword Saint; the only thing that could break his defense was the truth!

For example, that he was petty.

"Divine Eye!"

Xu Le immediately scanned the opponent's information.

[Codename] Invincible Sword Saint Liu Rufeng

???

"Why is there only one line?"

Xu Le thought about the opponent's codename and immediately felt a surge of anger.

He racked his brain—why hadn't he thought of such a hateful name?

He would think of a way to change his name to "Invincible He Wu" (Note: Principal of Blue Star University) when he got back.

"No, this is an enemy fighting to the death with me. I need to finish him off first!"

Thinking this, Xu Le cast a "Mental Shock" and then summoned his six contracted beasts.

The invisible spirit storm was about to rush into Liu Rufeng's Sea of Consciousness, but his "Sword Heart Clarity" talent instantly detected the invisible attack. He turned his palm into a sword and slashed through the air.

Boom!

The formless and intangible "Mental Shock" was shattered; it failed for the first time.

Xu Le didn't dare to be careless. He hurriedly activated the "Destiny Link" Skill, sharing all the Skills and attributes of the "divine statue".

"You're quite fast."

Liu Rufeng chuckled inwardly. Under the "Sword Heart Clarity" talent, he could not only predict the enemy's moves but also imbue every move with Sword Qi.

He took a step and was already ten meters away.

With a casual wave, he swatted away the fireball spat out by Nine Phoenix.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Nine larger fireballs smashed toward him.

Liu Rufeng was like a ghost, easily passing through the gaps between the Skills.

Hundreds of Little Dogs swarmed over. Some jumped up to bite, while others predicted his movements in advance, biting at empty air, waiting for him to walk right into a trap.

But Liu Rufeng was like light and shadow, as if he had rehearsed countless times with those contracted beasts, dodging every attack by a hair's breadth.

But Xu Le knew: though it looked like they were only inches apart, they were actually worlds away.

Liu Rufeng was true to his name; he dodged the siege of the contracted beasts like the wind and appeared in front of Xu Le.

He struck with a punch that could not be avoided.

The old Principal's first lesson: The Contractor's First Commandment, do not rely too much on pets.