"Bah!" Laura Jiang spat fiercely at Jordan Shen. "What are you, to even think you can compare to my young master?"
Jordan Shen narrowed his eyes, gripping Laura Jiang's neck and gradually tightening his hold.
"Even a re servant dares to act so arrogantly towards . Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of Ghost Guest."
Laura Jiang's face turned bright red, unable to speak, only able to pound on Jordan Shen's arm with her hands.
"What a pity, such a beauty, about to et her end."
"Jordan Shen, you're courting death!"
Ghost Guest rushed up from the foot of the mountain, Spiritual Energy surging from within him, condensing into seeds that fell into the soil. In the next mont, four thick vines burst from the ground around Jordan Shen, binding him tightly.
Jordan Shen's body erupted in fierce flas, burning the green vines to ashes. He casually tossed Laura Jiang to the ground and looked at Ghost Guest with a smile.
"Everyone, you all saw it. He struck first."
"That's right, we all saw it," the crowd nodded in agreent.
"Since Junior Brother Ghost Guest wants to spar with , I'll oblige him." Jordan Shen's lips curled up as he raised his palm towards Ghost Guest, spewing out a stream of scorching flas.
Ghost Guest quickly sidestepped, summoning several green vines to shield himself, but they were soon incinerated by Jordan Shen's fire.
"Wood gives birth to fire. How unfortunate for you that your Wood Spirit Technique is perfectly countered by my flas." Jordan Shen's fire grew more intense as he watched Ghost Guest flee in disarray, laughing triumphantly.
Ghost Guest knew that Jordan Shen was trying to provoke him into attacking. Rationally, he should endure this, but seeing Little Tiger and Laura Jiang so grievously injured, he couldn't hold back!
However, he wasn't acting purely on impulse. Jordan Shen's public provocation wasn't just about fighting; it was about humiliating him. But to achieve that, Jordan Shen had to defeat him first, and he wasn't certain that would happen.
Outside the crowd, Elijah Shen watched anxiously, nudging Douglas Situ beside him. "Are you sure you won't intervene? Jordan Shen is at the second level of Qi Refinent. How could Junior Brother Ghost Guest be his match?"
"Not necessarily," Douglas Situ replied calmly, watching Ghost Guest with interest. "He's not a reckless person and understands the stakes. Since he chose to fight Jordan Shen, he must have so confidence. Let's wait and see. No matter how foolish Jordan Shen is, he wouldn't kill him in public. At least his life isn't in danger."
As they spoke, Ghost Guest was already being forced to dodge everywhere by Jordan Shen's flas. Jordan Shen's cultivation was higher, and Ghost Guest's green vines couldn't withstand the fire, leaving him no chance to engage directly.
Jordan Shen sneered, launching several fireballs from his palm. Under his control, the fireballs flew in different directions, sealing off all of Ghost Guest's escape routes.
Ghost Guest's Spiritual Energy surged, and several green vines burst from the ground, weaving into a cage to protect him. Seizing the mont as the flas burned the vines, he quickly dashed out.
"You sure can run," Jordan Shen mocked, stepping forward slowly. "But now your Spiritual Energy is exhausted. You can't run anymore."
"Are you going to kill ?" Ghost Guest suddenly asked.
Jordan Shen was taken aback, then his face broke into a kind smile again. "Junior Brother Ghost Guest, you shouldn't say such things. Today is just a spar."
"What if I let you kill ?" Ghost Guest said calmly.
Jordan Shen froze, not understanding what Ghost Guest was up to.
The onlookers were also puzzled, unable to fathom why Ghost Guest would say such a thing.
"Everyone, Master forbids killing, but surely he doesn't forbid betting our lives?" Ghost Guest glanced at the crowd, then looked seriously at Jordan Shen. "I bet my life against yours. Do you dare?"
Jordan Shen was stunned, then burst into laughter. "Alright, since you dare to bet, why wouldn't I?"
"Then I ask everyone to bear witness. Today, I bet my life against his. No matter the outco, I ask that no one interferes." Ghost Guest cupped his hands towards the crowd, then coldly looked at Jordan Shen. "Co and claim your death."
"You're just at Qi Refinent Level One, with your Spiritual Energy depleted. Where do you get the courage to be so arrogant? Fine, since you seek death, I'll grant it." Jordan Shen laughed, flas gathering in his palm, forming a pillar of fire that shot out.
Ghost Guest used the last of his Spiritual Energy to condense a vibrant Five Poison Flower, flicking it towards Jordan Shen while dodging the fire pillar.
However, the Five Poison Flower's speed was too slow, easily intercepted by Jordan Shen.
"With such petty tricks, you dare bet your life with ?" Jordan Shen flicked his sleeve, dispersing the Five Poison Flower, and slowly raised his palm towards Ghost Guest, flas gathering in his hand. "Now that you're out of Spiritual Energy, die."
Douglas Situ took a half step forward. With his speed, he could easily save Ghost Guest before the fire pillar reached him.
As the next fire pillar was about to form, Ghost Guest stood still, a smile playing on his lips.
Just as Jordan Shen's fire pillar was about to take shape, his face suddenly turned blue, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood, collapsing backward, pointing angrily at Ghost Guest.
"You used poison! Despicable!"
In a direct confrontation, Ghost Guest was no match for Jordan Shen. He knew this well, which is why he never engaged directly, only dodging to buy ti.
Wood gives birth to fire, but when the green vines burned, their toxins were released into the air.
The Wood Spirit Technique's plants carrying poison required Qi Refinent Level Three to achieve. Jordan Shen, at Qi Refinent Level Two, couldn't detect it and was unknowingly poisoned.
The Five Poison Flower he condensed wasn't ant to attack Jordan Shen but to compress all the toxins within it.
As soon as Jordan Shen destroyed the Five Poison Flower, the concentrated toxins were released, triggering the poison within him.
He had accidentally condensed toxins while consuming ingredients. Without these toxins, he wouldn't have fought Jordan Shen, let alone bet his life.
"Despicable?" Ghost Guest drew out a bronze sword, walking up to Jordan Shen, pressing the blade against his throat. "You can use fire, but I can't use poison? The bet is set. Ti to die."
Just as Ghost Guest was about to thrust the sword into Jordan Shen's throat, a stone suddenly flew in, knocking the bronze sword aside.
John Wei flashed forward, appearing before Ghost Guest in an instant, raising his palm to strike Ghost Guest's top of the skull.
"Daring to harm a fellow disciple, die!"
Ghost Guest remained expressionless, making no move.
In the next mont, Douglas Situ appeared in a blur, blocking Ghost Guest and gently deflecting John Wei's strike.
"They made a bet. Why are you interfering?"
John Wei roared, "Douglas Situ, are you really going to help him harm a fellow disciple? How can a private bet count?"
"Exactly, killing soone in broad daylight is too reckless."
"Right, such a bet is absurd. What about Master's rules?"
"Harming a fellow disciple?" Ghost Guest sneered. "Why didn't you say anything when he agreed? When he hurt my people, you stood by and watched. Now that I want to kill him, you bring up rules? I'm Master's personal disciple. What are you, to talk rules with ?"
The crowd fell silent.
Ghost Guest looked down at Jordan Shen, tightening his grip on the bronze sword.
"You lost the bet. Now, your life is mine."
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