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Chapter 259 - 166 flash sale

Chapter 259: 166 flash sale

"Master Peng!"

"Haolin, you’ve arrived!"

"Oh, the Young Master from White Horse Manor is here too!"

The crowd went forward to greet them, exchanging pleasantries.

Soon, someone raised their arm and pointed in the direction of Fang Zhixing.

Peng Haolin’s gaze landed on Fang Zhixing. He took three steps in two and walked over, shouting, "Fang Maofu, right? I heard you are very arrogant. Come, come, let’s have a match and see exactly how strong you are."

Fang Zhixing suppressed his anger, bowed his head, and said respectfully, "Master Peng, rumors can kill. Everything is a rumor, please do not believe them."

Peng Haolin waved his hand and said, "What rumors? I don’t care about that. Only by fighting can I know your true strength, right?"

At that moment, Feng Xingkan suddenly walked over and interjected, "Peng Haolin, that’s enough. Don’t bully an honest person.

To tell you the truth, he just admitted defeat to me in front of everyone.

Hmph, you don’t think that by defeating my defeated follower, you can prove you are as strong as me, do you?"

"Feng, I’ll cut out that sharp tongue of yours sooner or later."

Peng Haolin became furious, rolled up his sleeves, and shouted, "Come on, let’s fight right now and see who’s better."

Feng Xingkan said disdainfully, "You? Forget it, I need to save my energy to deal with Xue Nanjie later. You better step aside."

Peng Haolin sneered, "You’re just a coward, I can’t be bothered with you."

He turned back to Fang Zhixing, and without allowing for protest, said, "In that case, fight with one of my men and let me see what level you’re really at."

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged burly man who was over 1.9 meters tall with a strong build and a long sword tied at his waist stepped forward from behind Peng Haolin.

Peng Haolin introduced, "His name is Ding Liping. Just so you know, he practices the Demon Technique ’Blood Transformation Blade Skill,’ and his cultivation is in the Two Beasts Realm."

Then, he stared straight at Fang Zhixing, and with a taunting cold laugh said, "Surely you can defeat someone in the Two Beasts Realm, can’t you?"

Ding Liping then stepped forward, raised his chin, coldly smirked, and said, "Master Fang, please enlighten me."

Fang Zhixing looked around the hall.

Everyone was watching him, even Wu Hongye was coldly observing, showing no intention of intervening.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing fell silent for a moment, his expression gradually became serious, and he said, "What if I lose, and what if I win?"

Ding Liping couldn’t help but laugh and said, "Oh? Are you thinking of making a wager?"

Fang Zhixing calmly replied, "Are you afraid to bet?"

Seeing this, Ding Liping was momentarily stunned, his arrogance slightly subdued, and he looked toward Peng Haolin.

"Speak, what do you want?"

Peng Haolin, with his hands behind his back, cared little as he spoke.

Fang Zhixing spoke outright, "I like to collect strange rocks. Just now, I saw that there are many beautiful tortoise-patterned stones in that pond over there.

If I win this match, I hope Master Peng can reward me with 100 tortoise-patterned stones."

"What stones?"

Peng Haolin blinked, unaware of tortoise-patterned stones and couldn’t help but peek outside the window.

Then, everyone heard Wu Hongye laugh and say, "No problem, there are plenty of tortoise-patterned stones in my pond. You can choose as you wish."

Peng Haolin, hearing this, didn’t care too much.

After all, belonging to minor nobility like the Wu Family, the Peng Family certainly had similar treasures, and returning a favor later would suffice.

"And if you lose?" asked Peng Haolin.

Fang Zhixing spoke indifferently, "At your disposal, Master."

"Good!"

Peng Haolin laughed heartily three times, struck by a sudden inspiration, and excitedly said, "If you lose, you’ll crawl under the crotch of every guest here."

A murderous intent surged in Fang Zhixing’s heart.

Ding Liping grabbed his sword and said coldly, "Any other issues? Let’s go outside to fight."

He strode majestically out of the hall first.

Fang Zhixing followed him.

Both men stood in the courtyard on the grass, facing each other under a light rain.

Wu Hongqiu and others either stood under the eaves or climbed to the second floor to watch the fight.

"Please!"

Ding Liping’s eyes widened, his muscles rippled, and he seemed to grow slightly larger.

Shh!

A clear ring!

Ding Liping suddenly drew his sword from the sheath, stood sideways, holding the sword with one hand, and aimed the tip at Fang Zhixing.

In that instant, a terrifying, bloodthirsty cold gleam shot from his eyes, fixating on Fang Zhixing as if ready to devour, full of murderous intent.

The rainwater slid along the blade of his sword and then crashed to the ground, cold as ice.

Fang Zhixing also drew his sword almost simultaneously, slightly squatting down, ready to strike.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds!

After just a few seconds, Fang Zhixing remained motionless, his muscles continuously tightening, his entire figure like a sculpture.

Yet his sword-holding posture was ever more perfect, without a single flaw.

"What the...?"

Ding Liping’s pupils contracted, he felt a chilling fear!

As a fellow practitioner of the great blade, he immediately recognized the extreme danger of Fang Zhixing, flawless from head to toe, giving him no chance to attack.

His instincts told him that if he charged forward, he would immediately be slain by a single strike from Fang Zhixing.

At this sight...

Everyone fell into silence, secretly impressed.

All these nobility children were martial artists trained from a young age by esteemed masters and practiced superior martial arts, hence they had extraordinarily high standards.

They could see instantly, in this moment, Fang Zhixing seemed like a bent bamboo, ready to rebound violently, unleashing incomparable force.

"Goodness!"

Peng Haolin caught his breath, his face suddenly changed.

Feng Xingkan narrowed his eyes, a look of surprise involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Eh..."