Urban Peerless Expert
Chapter 1620 - 1640: Powerhouses Never Complain About Their Environment_1

Chapter 1620: Chapter 1640: Powerhouses Never Complain About Their Environment_1

"Gambling dogs have no future."

Lin Chen looked at Dugu Ying and calmly replied, "I think his words ring very true."

Dugu Ying’s gaze returned to Fang Wubing’s face, "Isn’t he your guy?"

Fang Wubing laughed, "He’s not a disciple of the Multi-Treasure Taoist Sect, but he’s my friend. I advise you not to stir trouble, or we can start the fight right now."

Dugu Ying sneered, "This place is North Profound Sect, not the Multi-Treasure Taoist Sect. It’s not your place to run wild."

Fang Wubing lazily replied, "Cut the crap, talking is tiring, especially with people like you, it really affects my mood, and therefore, my health... Let’s get straight to the point. When are we fighting? I’ve already delivered people to you. You’re third, I’m seventh. Don’t tell me you’re afraid."

"Afraid?"

Dugu Ying burst into laughter, "When have I ever been afraid of a fight? I dare to beat even a Golden Immortal, let alone a sickly ghost like you. I’m only afraid I’ll kill you with one punch."

Ignoring Dugu Ying’s arrogance, Fang Wubing lazily queried, as if he were basking in the warm noon sun of spring, "Time and place."

A fierce look appeared in Dugu Ying’s eyes, "In three days, at the back mountain, in Wudou Valley."

Fang Wubing chuckled, "Good, see you there!"

Although they were in North Profound Sect, Fang Wubing didn’t give Dugu Ying any face. His casual attitude added more harshness to the glint in Dugu Ying’s eyes.

Without any further words, Dugu Ying turned and left. But before leaving, he glared fiercely at Lin Chen, his gaze full of threat.

I’ll remember you!

Lin Chen’s face was calm, and he wasn’t worried.

This was North Profound Sect, so Dugu Ying wouldn’t dare to do anything. Even if he couldn’t beat him outside, couldn’t he run?

Even the hunt of an Immortal hasn’t scared me. Who would be afraid of a mere peak True Immortal?

Fang Wubing naturally saw Dugu Ying’s action. He turned his head and laughed, "This guy is big and burly, yet his heart is as small as a needle’s eye. Don’t worry about him. We’ll leave together later. He won’t dare to do anything. Besides, I want to enlist your help to refine my pill."

Lin Chen turned in surprise, "You’ve already prepared the Phoenix Blood?"

Fang Wubing nodded, "When you told me about it, I had someone relay the message to my father through a special channel. If everything went well, I should already have my Phoenix Blood, and it should be on its way here."

Lin Chen sighed inwardly, true to the reputation of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, they managed to acquire Phoenix Blood so easily.

"If the wait isn’t too long, then it’s not a problem. I can wait."

Fang Wubing smiled, "Where do you plan to go after leaving here?"

Lin Chen shook his head, "There’s something that’s not yet certain, so I can’t decide at the moment."

Fang Wubing quickly replied, "We can decide that later. Even if you have an emergency, it doesn’t matter. I’m out for a fight and for some fun. I can accompany you, and they’ll naturally find me later."

Lin Chen nodded, "Alright!"

The three days passed in the blink of an eye.

The time for the duel between Fang Wubing and Dugu Ying had arrived, and Lin Chen and others were escorted to the back mountain.

The North Profound Sect occupied a large area, in addition to the various peaks where the inner disciples cultivated, the main hall of the sect, there was also a hunting ground filled with numerous demonic beasts, a nurturing garden with countless spirit herbs; it was as vast as a small country.

Martial Arts Valley is a giant, open basin; its diameter at least a hundred miles. There are array formations surrounding the valley, enclosing the entire basin.

When Lin Chen and others arrived, thousands of North Profound Sect disciples had already gathered around Wudou Valley. They were all there to watch the duel.

Dugu Ying was third on the True Immortal List and one of the junior leaders of the North Profound Sect.

Fang Wubing, seventh on the True Immortal List, is the Saint Son of Duobao Daodao.

Apart from the disciples of the North Profound Sect who were watching the battle, many of the sect’s higher-ups were also present. After all, this involved the face of the North Profound Sect. They had to show some support and also see how powerful the Son of Duobao Daodao really was.

Lin Chen glanced around and said in a sideways manner, "You’re fighting alone today, there’s not even someone to cheer you on."

Fang Wubing chuckled, "No need for that. When the fight starts, who will have the leisure to look around? Besides, whether there are cheers or not, the result won’t change; strength decides everything."

Lin Chen joked, "That’s true. The strong never complain about the circumstances."

Fang Wubing’s eyes lit up, "That’s the spirit!"

Fang Wubing and their party instantly became the attention of all the North Profound Sect disciples. Dugu Ying also flew up from the other side, suspended in mid-air, his expression cold and arrogant.

Fang Wubing took a handkerchief from his pocket and coughed hard into it a few times, then tucked it away, laughing, "When the fight starts, coughing could affect our performance. So it’s better to get it out of the way now..."

Lin Chen sighed, "Your health is really poor. Try to end the fight as quickly as possible."

Fang Wubing smiled faintly, "It’s not a big deal. Today, let Brother Lin see our Multi-Treasure Dao Sect’s fighting style!"

Lin Chen laughed, "Throw a ton of magical treasures and smash him to death?"

Fang Wubing burst into laughter, as he flew up into the air, "Brother Lin, watch this, now I’m going to thoroughly beat him up!"