7: Chapter 7 Zhou Lizhe's Challenge

In the testing area, the atmosphere suddenly became extremely subtle.

After Lu Cheng punched out 463 kilograms, those gazes that were originally looking for a joke all changed in flavor.

Shock, astonishment, suspicion, disbelief...

And that trace of faint pity falling on Zhou Lize.

After all, a second ago, he was still condescendingly mocking Lu Cheng, but the next second, he had his face slapped hard by Lu Cheng's punch.

Zhou Lize stood in place, his face turning green and white, his fists clenched until they creaked.

Especially the lowered-voice discussions around him, which were like needles pricking into his ears.

"Who was it that said Lu Cheng couldn't do it just now?"

"This is such a face-slap..."

"So what if he has an F-grade Talent? 463 kilograms! When will I ever reach this level..."

"I feel like Young Master Zhou's face has turned green."

"Shh, keep it down. If he hears you, he'll come looking for trouble..."

These voices weren't loud, but every word could be heard clearly.

Zhou Lize felt a tightness in his chest, and the coldness in his eyes was almost impossible to suppress.

Since he was a child, when had he ever lost face like this?

Furthermore, it was in front of Su Wan!

He suddenly looked up at Lu Cheng, his voice sounding as if it were squeezed out from between his teeth.

"High strength doesn't mean you can fight."

Lu Cheng was working his wrists; hearing this, he tilted his head to look at him, his tone very casual.

"So what?"

"So..."

Zhou Lize took a step forward, his eyes terrifyingly gloomy.

"Do you dare to have a fight?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings suddenly quieted down.

Many students' eyes lit up.

Are they going to fight?

This is much more interesting than simple testing.

Lu Cheng just looked at him, smiling after a moment.

"Not interested."

Zhou Lize was taken aback.

Lu Cheng said lazily, "What's the point of fighting you? There's no benefit in winning, and it's a waste of time to lose. I'm very busy, you little punk~"

As soon as this was said, several people nearby almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

That was too harsh.

Zhou Lize's face turned livid instantly.

"Lu Cheng!"

He raised his voice abruptly, his eyes almost spitting fire.

"You're scared, aren't you?"

Lu Cheng spread his hands.

"You can interpret it that way."

"You!"

Zhou Lize was so angry his chest heaved, the string in his brain almost snapping on the spot.

He stared fixedly at Lu Cheng, suddenly as if having made up his mind, and pulled a glass vial directly from his small bag.

The medicine was crimson all over, the liquid shimmering with fine golden luster in the sunlight; just looking at it, it had an extraordinary texture.

Someone nearby recognized it at a glance and immediately exclaimed in a low voice.

"High-level Blood Qi potion?!"

"Is it real?"

"Damn, this thing costs 50,000 a bottle on the market, right!"

"You might not even be able to buy it for 50,000; you need connections!"

In an instant, everyone's gaze was drawn to it.

Even the teacher in charge of testing frowned and looked over.

Zhou Lize gripped the potion, staring at Lu Cheng, and said coldly:

"Does it have meaning now?"

"Regardless of whether you win or lose, as long as you fight me, this bottle of High-level Blood Qi potion belongs to you."

As soon as these words were spoken, even Lu Cheng's eyes flickered slightly.

High-level Blood Qi potion.

This thing was not at all the same concept as ordinary supplements.

For those who hadn't officially stepped into the rank of Martial Artist, this thing was almost one of the most practical hard currencies, capable of significantly increasing the growth rate of Blood Qi and saving a lot of hard training time.

For the current Lu Cheng, it indeed had considerable appeal.

Moreover...

He also really wanted to see what level he was currently at. He wondered how this wealthy young master compared to Black Dog.

Seeing Lu Cheng silent, Zhou Lize immediately pulled a cold sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"What, afraid to accept?"

"Or are you saying you only dare to hide behind the punch strength tester and put on an act?"

Lu Cheng looked at the potion and suddenly smiled.

"You're quite generous."

"Cut the crap," Zhou Lize said coldly, "Are you going to fight or not?"

Just as Lu Cheng was about to speak, a voice full of vigor suddenly came from not far away.

"How can a fight happen without a witness?"

Everyone turned back to look and saw a tall, middle-aged man wearing a black martial arts uniform walking over with large strides.

His eyebrows and eyes were sharp, his aura was not weak, and standing in the crowd, he carried a sense of oppression.

Zhou Lize's eyes immediately filled with joy.

"Teacher!"

The person who came was none other than Zhou Lize's homeroom teacher, Homeroom Teacher Zhao Zhenshan.

Homeroom Teacher Zhao Zhenshan walked into the field, scanned the situation, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.

"Young people, it's normal to have a bit of a temper."

"The path of martial arts should be about competing, striving, and having an unyielding spirit."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his tone carrying a bit of elder-like tolerance.

"If a young person doesn't even have spirit, then what's the point of practicing martial arts?"

"If you want to fight, then have a fight."

"I'll be the witness. Let's stop at the point of contact; no need to hurt our friendship."

As soon as these words were spoken, many students around were stirred up with hot-bloodedness.

That's right, young people should be high-spirited!

However, the next second, another voice rang out calmly.

"This is a school, not an underground fighting ring. Why are there people egging on a fight?"

The crowd parted again.

Liu Haifeng had also arrived, not knowing when.

He was still holding a recording board; it was clear he had been busy in another area and only rushed over after hearing the news.

Liu Haifeng walked to Lu Cheng's side, first glanced at the High-level Blood Qi potion in Zhou Lize's hand, then looked at Homeroom Teacher Zhao Zhenshan, his brows frowning slightly imperceptibly.

He knew the gap between the two sides too well.

Zhou Lize's Blood Qi was already higher than Lu Cheng's, his talent was A-grade, his family resources were good, and in all likelihood, he had practiced martial arts techniques in advance.

And what about Lu Cheng?

F-grade Talent; although his strength was great, his foundation was there after all.

If they really fought, the probability of him being at a disadvantage was extremely high.

Thinking of this, Liu Haifeng looked directly at Lu Cheng, his voice steady.

"Don't feel pressured."

"If you don't want to fight, then don't."

"No one can force you."

These words were very straightforward, almost equivalent to backing Lu Cheng up in public.

Many students around were stunned.

Lu Cheng was also a bit surprised and turned his head to look at Liu Haifeng.

Liu Haifeng was expressionless, only adding a low sentence.

"There's no point in acting tough."

"Losing isn't shameful; getting injured because you were hot-headed is what's shameful."

After hearing this, Lu Cheng felt a warmth in his heart for no reason.

This teacher was fierce with his words, but his heart wasn't bad.

On the other side, Homeroom Teacher Zhao Zhenshan chuckled.

"Teacher Liu, you can't say it like that."

"A martial artist fights for their spirit. If you don't even dare to accept a challenge, what future can you have?"

Liu Haifeng looked at him coldly.

"A future isn't achieved through goading."

Seeing that the gunpowder atmosphere between the two teachers was rising, the atmosphere in the field also became increasingly tense.

Just then, Lu Cheng suddenly spoke.

"I'll fight."

Simple two words, making everyone quiet for a moment.

Liu Haifeng frowned and looked at him.

"Have you thought it through?"

Lu Cheng nodded, his gaze falling on that High-level Blood Qi potion.

"I have."

"I really do want this thing."

"Besides..."

He looked at Zhou Lize, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I also want to see just how good you are at fighting."

A flash of coldness immediately crossed Zhou Lize's eyes.

"Good."

"I hope you can still laugh later."

...

On the side of the school training gym, there was an arena area specifically for sparring.

Soon, the news spread.

"Zhou Lize and Lu Cheng are going to fight!"

"For real? Let's go watch!"

"A High-level Blood Qi potion as a bet? Damn, playing this big?"

"Zhou Lize must have been driven crazy by anger..."

In just a few minutes, the area around the arena was surrounded by people.

Even many students and teachers from other classes were alarmed.

Su Wan stood at the front of the crowd, quietly watching Lu Cheng on the stage, her eyes flickering slightly.

She originally thought that Lu Cheng would be more cautious.

But thinking about it carefully, this was also normal.

The temptation of the High-level Blood Qi potion was too great for the current Lu Cheng.

Moreover, given the changes Lu Cheng had shown in the past few days, he might not be acting impulsively.