8: Establish prestige

He gritted his teeth when he said the word "expert", which sounded a bit harsh.

What's going on? Han Yi was a little puzzled.

"Haha, Song Zhong is starting to pick on the Ninth Squad again, there's more excitement to watch."

"I heard that there are rumors in the Sect that the Song Family and the Li Family have deep conflicts, and now it seems to be true!"

"That's right, this Song Zhong doesn't dare to go trouble Li Feng, but relies on his Refining Skin Late Stage cultivation to bully a newcomer!"

The surrounding Disciples were discussing animatedly.

This Song Zhong, he's looking for trouble because he thinks I'm easy to bully!

"I'm not some expert," Han Yi said indifferently, his eyes slightly cold, "Is there something?"

"Of course it's a good thing, as long as you spar with me, this qi and blood powder is yours." Song Zhong said with a fake smile.

Anyone could see that this Song Zhong had ill intentions.

"Two portions!"

"Three portions!"

Seeing Han Yi not speaking, Song Zhong gritted his teeth and took out a medicine bottle from hisArms.

"As long as you win against me, this Qi and Blood Pill is yours!" He said through gritted teeth.

The onlookers immediately burst into an uproar.

"Qi and Blood Pill? A Qi and Blood Pill worth 50 contribution points?"

"Qi and Blood Pill can greatly increase qi and blood. This is a great Body Refining medicine that can help break through Realms. This kid Han Yi is going to get rich this time!"

"What are you thinking? Song Zhong came from the Sect, and he's at the Refining Skin Late Stage cultivation. How could this Han Yi possibly win?"

"Hmph, Song Zhong, all you do is bully newcomers. If you have the guts, come at me!" Pan Sheng, who had received the news, rushed over.

"Pan Sheng, what does it matter if you're here? Have you forgotten the Sect rules?" Song Zhong laughed smugly, "Once a spar is initiated, even the Sect Elder has no right to interfere!"

"Han Yi, don't be scared by him, just don't agree." Seeing this, Pan Sheng turned around and anxiously shouted at Han Yi, "I've already sent someone to inform the captain. We'll wait for the captain to come and see how to deal with him!"

Hearing this, Song Zhong clearly became impatient. His hand trembled, and the medicine bottle spun as he threw it towards Han Yi.

"The Qi and Blood Pill is with you. How about it? As long as you win, it's yours!"

The medicine bottle was carved from fine white jade, milky white all over, warm to the touch, and faintly smelled of a refreshing fragrance.

Han Yi looked at the exquisite jade bottle in his hand. With a glance, he knew that this pill was definitely not ordinary!

"Even if I avoid this spar today, tomorrow there will be people like Zhang San and Li Si who will see me as a soft persimmon to bully."

"Furthermore, within the Sect, martial arts are prevalent, and challenges between Disciples are probably tacitly allowed by the Sect and used as a means to temper Disciples. It doesn't matter if I lose, but if I don't dare to fight and gain a reputation for cowardice, I'm afraid there will be more trouble in the future!"

"It's better to strike one punch open than to face a hundred punches!"

"Besides, this Song Zhong..." Han Yi focused his gaze.

A value of '7~9' floated beside Song Zhong.

"With my current strength of '8~10', who can predict whether I will win or lose!"

"Song Zhong, come on!"

Hearing Han Yi's words, Pan Sheng and the surrounding Disciples were all stunned.

"This kid actually dared to agree, he really doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth!"

"That's right, the Song Family's inherited martial art 'Flowing Cloud Sword' is said to be a Yellow Rank High Grade martial art!"

"Oh no!" Pan Sheng stomped his feet in anxiety, "Han Yi, you were too hasty this time, the captain will be here soon!"

"Senior Brother Pan, don't panic, I naturally have a way to deal with him." Han Yi said calmly.

"Could it be that he really has a hidden move, could it be..." Pan Sheng looked at Han Yi's confident expression, his eyes flickering slightly, as if he had thought of a possibility, and gradually calmed down.

"Hahaha, good kid, you have guts!" Song Zhong threw his sword aside, "I can beat you without a sword!"

In Song Zhong's opinion, dealing with a Stamina Refining Disciple, who was also an Outer Sect Disciple who had just been promoted from a Mining Disciple, with his Refining Skin Late Stage strength would be a piece of cake!

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhong leaped high.

He secretly circulated his qi and blood, his legs like a python devouring a person, and a leap forward kick smashed towards Han Yi!

"This Song Zhong is really shameless, he's high in cultivation and still resorts to sneak attacks!"

Han Yi seemed to not have reacted, standing still blankly.

"This kid, could he have been scared silly by my momentum?" Song Zhong was a little smug.

In a flash, Han Yi's muscles bulged all over his body. His slightly loose guard uniform seemed to become ill-fitting. He crossed his arms and blocked with a cross-hand block.

Bang!

Song Zhong felt as if he had kicked a hundred-year-old tree instead of flesh and blood. The strong impact made his legs sore and numb!

"Blocked? This, how is this possible?"

The next moment, Han Yi's body tilted slightly. At the moment his center of gravity shifted, he used his right hand to strike with an elbow to the waist, causing Song Zhong to stagger back a few steps.

He subconsciously touched his slightly aching chest, his eyes becoming fierce, and he struck out with a heavy punch again, aiming for Han Yi's lower vital points!

Han Yi's eyes narrowed. Although he had been prepared, he didn't expect Song Zhong to use such insidious moves in a normal spar.

He pulled Song Zhong's hand, causing him to stumble. Song Zhong's punch missed, but his center was wide open.

"Good opportunity!" Han Yi's eyes lit up.

Mountain Shattering Fist, Crushing Stone!

Song Zhong was smashed hard onto the ground!

Thud!

The blue brick ground seemed to have been struck by a heavy hammer, and cracks spread out like a spider web!

Pfft!

Song Zhong coughed up a mouthful of blood and fell unconscious.

The surrounding Disciples watching the excitement were a little stunned.

Even Pan Sheng was a little dumbfounded. Although he had guessed that Han Yi might have a hidden trump card, he didn't expect it to be so fierce!

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little quiet.

"Well done, Han Yi!" At this moment, a hearty laugh came, breaking the silence.