Being forced to grow like a pig? But I'm immune to the consequences!

The two said coldly:

"Okay, we have things to do too, you can do it yourself!"

"Hmph." Liu Zhi's fake smile vanished. He glanced around—they were the only ones left in the training ground. He decided to drop the pretense and said with a nasty grin, "Who do you think you are? You lowly bastards from the outer city, daring to bargain with me?"

Upon hearing this, one of the outer city students immediately flew into a rage:

"You dog—"

He made a move to rush forward, but was pulled back by his companion.

"Forget it! We're just unlucky to run into people like you!" the man gritted his teeth, enunciating each word clearly. "You got your points for free, go do it yourselves!"

The two left without looking back.

In the blink of an eye, only Liu Zhi and Yan Liang remained on the huge training field.

Yan Liang stood there, his expression indescribably unpleasant.

The work that should have been done by seven people has been reduced to just two, and who knows how long it will take.

This wastes so much time that wasted in cultivation.

Moreover, judging from the situation, it won't just be him and Liu Zhi splitting it; Zhou Wei and Xu Fei will definitely split it as well.

When you calculate it all, it's even more of a loss.

In the end, Yan Liang had no choice but to accept it.

He believed that since Liu Zhi and his ilk were so "generous," he would definitely be able to benefit from it too!

……

In the corridor.

Ning Yi was explaining things to Xu Fei and Zhou Wei.

"Any news about what I asked you to inquire about last time?"

"I've inquired, I have." Zhou Wei nodded quickly. "I sent someone from the outer city to ask, but there's not much news yet—those people from the outer city are all extremely greedy, and none of them are willing to sell."

The "people from the outer city" he was referring to was naturally Yan Liang.

Ning Yi frowned: "If that doesn't work, raise the price. Two portions of exotic beast meat for five potential potions."

"Great!" Zhou Wei patted his chest. "Don't worry, Brother Yi, I'll definitely find a way to get you a few copies in the next couple of days!"

This is Zhou Wei's special way of addressing Ning Yi. In his opinion, it makes it seem like he and Ning Yi have a very close relationship.

It also makes him seem "generous".

As they were talking, Zhou Wei glanced around and suddenly saw Tu Nan and the others cleaning the corridor not far away.

His eyes lit up immediately.

"Brother Yi, wait a moment, I'll go ask about those goods from the outer city."

As if eager to make a name for themselves, Zhou Wei and Xu Fei quickly walked towards Tu Nan and the others.

Upon approaching, Zhou Wei stopped, chin slightly raised, and spoke in a condescending tone—his manner was perfectly controlled, like a theatrical performer on stage:

"Hey—you lot, two potential-enhancing potions in exchange for a serving of beast meat, are you in or not?"

Tu Nan didn't even look up: "I won't change it."

A hint of impatience flashed across Zhou Wei's face, and his tone became even more aggressive: "Five for two portions, okay? You're so greedy! This is a one-time opportunity; once it's gone, it'll be gone forever. Hurry up!"

Tu Nan and the others still ignored him and continued sweeping the floor.

"Lin Bei is talking to you! Are you deaf? A bunch of sons of bitches!" Zhou Wei was furious at the sight, feeling insulted!

Hearing the curse, Soguli stopped what she was doing, slowly raised her head, and stared at him coldly: "Not selling. Get lost."

"Tch!" Xu Fei scoffed from the side, curling his lip and saying sarcastically, "If you don't want to sell, then don't sell. You're just thinking about taking advantage."

At that moment, Soguli's chest heaved violently.

He put the broom aside and stood up straight.

Tu Nan, Zhang Lin, and Zhao Dele also stopped what they were doing and all looked at Zhou Wei and his companion.

Being stared at by four people like that, Zhou Wei and Xu Fei felt a sudden tightness in their chests for no reason.

But this was at the Martial Arts Academy, and Ning Yi was standing not far behind him—Zhou Wei absolutely could not allow himself to lose face at this moment.

He puffed out his chest, stiffened his neck, and took half a step forward, trying to appear calm—but he was too short, more than half a head shorter than Suoguli. To appear imposing, he had to stretch his neck forward, raise his chin, turn his nostrils to the sky, and roll his eyes upward, looking just like a rooster trying to compete with someone in height.

"What do you want? Let me tell you, this is the Martial Arts Academy! You still want to fight Lin Bei?"

He spoke loudly, but he already had a plan in mind—he was certain that Suoguli wouldn't dare to make a move at the Martial Academy. Once the other party chickened out, he would call him a "coward," then turn around and leave gracefully, thus regaining his face.

But in the instant his eyelids rolled upwards—

Swish!

A dark shadow flashed by!

The fist from Suoguli landed precisely on his upturned face!

The punch was fast and powerful, and Zhou Wei fell backward and tumbled to the ground!

"You bastard!" Soguli stood in front of him, his chest heaving violently, and cursed.

Zhou Wei lay on the ground, completely stunned.

When he finally came to his senses, a surge of rage rushed to his head—being knocked to the ground in front of so many people was incredibly humiliating!

And this happened right in front of Ning Yi!

At this moment, Zhou Wei was furious!

"You fucking dare hit me! I'll kill you!"

He scrambled to his feet like a madman and lunged at Soguri.

The two immediately started fighting.

"Ah Fei! Let's go together!" Zhou Wei shouted.

Xu Fei stood to the side, a hint of hesitation flashing across his face.

Zhao Dele and his two companions stepped forward, looking at him coldly.

Xu Fei's hesitation immediately turned into retreat; his feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, and he didn't take a single step forward.

"You lot, don't interfere! Just watch!" Soguli shouted as he fought. "And don't try to stop me! I'm going to beat this bastard into submission today!"

The commotion in the training field was quite loud. Liu Zhi and Yan Liang, who were working inside, heard the noise and quickly ran out.

Meanwhile, Wu Sheng and Cheng Mingyuan, who were sparring in the advanced training ground, also stopped.

The two exchanged a glance and went out of the training field to check on the situation.

Then I saw Soguli and Zhou Wei wrestling together.

"What's going on?" Cheng Mingyuan asked, puzzled. "I just heard them arguing outside, and now they're fighting?"

Wu Sheng didn't speak, his gaze sweeping across the field—Xu Fei stood not far away, his expression complex, looking in their direction.

Xu Fei saw Wu Sheng.

To be more precise, he saw Wu Sheng walk out of the advanced training ground, and he also saw a person wearing an advanced training ground uniform standing next to Wu Sheng.

A flicker of surprise crossed his face, which quickly turned into an indescribable mix of emotions.

Wu Sheng merely glanced at him indifferently before turning his gaze back to the arena.

The fight on the field has already decided the winner.

Although Suoguli was also injured, his movements were noticeably more disciplined—unlike Zhou Wei's wild, uncontrolled punches, each strike was measured, both ruthless and precise. Zhou Wei's fancy moves were no match for him.

boom!

Another powerful punch.

Zhou Wei was knocked to the ground again, this time unable to get up at all. His face was covered in bruises, blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and he lay on the ground panting heavily.