Free Web NovelChapter 559: Chapter 338: You Are the Challenger
No wonder the person earlier had said Chen Ang often came here waiting for a challenger. It turned out he was using dueling as a way to make money.
But even though the challenge fee was steep, there were always people willing to try.
After all, the opportunity to challenge one of the top 100 prodigies on the Ascension Rankings, and in a safe environment, was quite rare.
Besides, when dueling Chen Ang, losing was expected. But winning? That was a massive gain, something you could brag about for a decade.
Just one look at Chen Ang’s expression told Zou Feng that haggling was useless, so he didn’t waste any more words and nodded. "Alright!"
Only then did Chen Ang raise his head to size up Zou Feng.
"If I recall correctly, you’re Zou Feng. The one who beat that so-called Reincarnated Sword Emperor?"
Zou Feng was genuinely surprised that Chen Ang actually knew who he was.
Before he could respond, Chen Ang continued, "That so-called Reincarnated Sword Emperor is a total fraud. The day he fought you, he clearly wasn’t in his best condition..."
Zou Feng was slightly taken aback by this.
’It has to be said, Chen Ang is worthy of being a top-100 prodigy on the Ascension Rankings. His perception alone is terrifying.’
When Li Dingjie had faced Zou Feng on the Dao Discussion Platform, he had indeed not been in his best condition due to the side effects that had been transferred to him.
And as the side effects worsened, Li Dingjie became more and more overwhelmed during the fight, unable to unleash his full strength.
But as the saying goes, amateurs watch the spectacle while experts see the technique. Cultivators not on the same level would never have noticed Li Dingjie’s abnormal state.
They would only have thought he was gradually being suppressed by Zou Feng, which was why he started showing signs of defeat.
"By the way, that strongest move of yours, the Evil Qi Poison Dragon? I can break it in a single move!"
"This isn’t just arrogant boasting. Are you sure you still want to fight me?"
As he spoke, Chen Ang’s aura surged, releasing a terrifyingly oppressive force.
Naturally, this drew the attention of many onlookers.
But this was exactly what Zou Feng wanted. The stronger the opponent in the same Realm, the more it would help him restore his damaged confidence.
"Brother Chen, three thousand Immortal Fate points. Check the transfer."
Zou Feng simply tapped his own Token against the one hanging from Chen Ang’s waist and immediately transferred three thousand Immortal Fate points.
After confirming the transfer, Chen Ang grinned, revealing a flash of stark white teeth beneath his mask. "Good. Then let’s have... a good, hard fight!"
With the challenge accepted, Chen Ang immediately stood up and led the way toward the gates of light located behind the central hall.
Entering these gates of light would lead to Alternate Spaces specially prepared for dueling.
Of course, using these Alternate Spaces also cost Immortal Fate points.
The better the quality and the more features an Alternate Space had, the more Immortal Fate points it would naturally cost.
Right now, however, Zou Feng had no need to choose a high-grade Alternate Space; the basic one would suffice.
After all, according to unwritten rules, the challenger was the one who paid the entry fee for the Alternate Space.
And even the most basic Alternate Space had an entry fee of twenty Immortal Fate points.
Furthermore, this fee could increase at any time depending on the duration of use and the degree of damage done to the Alternate Space.
Without any more needless talk, the two entered the chosen gate of light, one after the other.
A crowd of disciples quickly gathered near the gate of light, all of them clearly wanting to witness the outcome of this battle.
Unfortunately, unless the two combatants enabled viewing access, no one would be able to watch the duel.
As for the result...
If Zou Feng and Chen Ang came out and tacitly agreed not to say anything, the crowd could only guess wildly.
After stepping through, Zou Feng found himself once again in a chaotic space.
Apparently, entering the gate of light was equivalent to stepping into a teleportation formation.
A moment later, an emotionless voice rang out: "Inner Sect Disciple Zou Feng, do you consent to the Battle Saint Palace recording this duel’s information to generate a corresponding Mind Body?"
’I can choose not to consent?’
Zou Feng had just had this thought when the voice continued, "If you do not consent, you will not have the right to challenge the Mind Bodies of other Cultivators in the Battle Saint Palace."
’So that was it. I can indeed refuse to have my Mind Body created, but I’ll also lose the right to challenge other Mind Bodies.’
However, Zou Feng wasn’t willing to give up this right. He eventually wanted to test his strength against Liu Chenyu’s Mind Body.
As for what exactly was making this sound...
The entire Battle Saint Palace could actually be considered a massive Spiritual Artifact.
The one responsible for the various specific affairs here was, naturally, its Artifact Spirit.
It could also be called one of the Celestial Dao Cauldron’s "subordinates."
"I consent!"
The words had barely left his mouth when the chaos before him rapidly receded, revealing a vast, verdant meadow.
Since this was a basic Alternate Space, the environment was also very simple, mostly consisting of various types of open ground.
Chen Ang, wearing his Evil Ghost Mask, stood with his hands clasped behind his back, a little over ten zhang away.
"Go ahead!"
Chen Ang smiled confidently and made a gesture for Zou Feng to make the first move.
He had seen the battle between Zou Feng and Li Dingjie and had long since conducted a comprehensive analysis of Zou Feng.
As a Cultivator who specialized in dueling, Chen Ang truly hadn’t been bluffing earlier. If he said he could shatter Zou Feng’s Evil Qi Poison Dragon in one move, he absolutely could.
Therefore, Chen Ang was certain that victory in this duel was already in his grasp.
He was even fantasizing about Zou Feng, resentful after his defeat, spending another three thousand Immortal Fate points to challenge him again.
’Similar situations have happened before, and each time I’ve made a fortune... huh!?’
Just as he was daydreaming about fleecing Zou Feng, he saw that his opponent had already responded to his provocation and made a move.
’But why does Zou Feng’s move look completely wrong!?’
It wasn’t that Chen Ang was unprepared; he wasn’t so careless as to make such a rookie mistake.
’But the problem is, can someone please tell me why Zou Feng didn’t summon one Evil Qi Poison Dragon, but *five* of them at once!?’
’It’s true I can break a single Evil Qi Poison Dragon, but what the hell is this with five of them coming at me at once?’
’And what’s more, each one of these five Evil Qi Poison Dragons, taken individually, is clearly far stronger than the one Zou Feng used in his battle against Li Dingjie...’
"Fuck..."
He swore without thinking. The expression on Chen Ang’s face beneath the mask was as ugly as it could possibly be.
Outside the Alternate Space, the disciples who wanted to witness the outcome of the duel were still discussing it animatedly.
Although they probably wouldn’t get the result from Zou Feng or Chen Ang, they could analyze the clues and figure out who was more likely to have won once the two emerged.
However, in these non-lethal duels, most of the fight consisted of both sides making probing moves in a back-and-forth exchange.
Therefore, when the combatants were of similar strength, the battles often lasted for a long time.
So the nearby disciples were all prepared to wait for one or two hours.
But to everyone’s surprise, after a little more than ten breaths of time, the gate of light flashed with white radiance, and Chen Ang was teleported out.
Although he had only been in the Alternate Space for a short time, the Chen Ang who emerged was like a completely different person.
His specially made Evil Ghost Mask was shattered in half, and his Daoist robes were covered in scorch marks.
His expression was one of dazed shock, as if he still hadn’t snapped out of it. He didn’t even notice the snot and blood dripping from his nose...
In his current state, it looked less like he had been dueling and more like he had just been ravaged by a gang of burly men.
’So, he was... beaten stupid!?’
A moment later, Zou Feng was also teleported out, his eyes filled with disappointment.
He glanced at Chen Ang and shook his head helplessly.
’This weakling who can only talk big couldn’t even give me a satisfying fight.’
’A full three thousand Immortal Fate points, plus a few dozen more for the Alternate Space entry fee, and all I got was a challenge against this useless, pathetic piece of trash?’
When the five poison dragons had appeared at once, Chen Ang had been completely dumbfounded, unable to even put up the slightest resistance.
And before the dragons could even unleash their full power, the Artifact Spirit of the Battle Saint Palace had instantly determined that Chen Ang... would die!
So the protection mechanism activated, teleporting Chen Ang out directly.
