Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

Holy Path Academy, Central Arena.

As a grand event held every few years in the Tianyan Realm, the geniuses of the five major academies gathered together.

The air was filled with restless spiritual energy, and everyone was eager to make a name for themselves in a single battle.

The most eye-catching part of the entire arena was not the center of the ring, but the VIP viewing platform located directly to the north.

That place, which should have been the seats for the academy's senior members and elders, was now occupied by an extremely large dragon bed carved from ten-thousand-year-old warm jade.

Gu Fan leaned lazily against the couch, wearing a dark silk robe with the collar slightly open, and toying with a crystal-clear jade cup in his hand.

Beside him was a scene that would make any man in the world jealous to the point of rupture.

Su Qianqian, dressed in a well-tailored, form-fitting cheongsam that perfectly accentuated her S-shaped curves, was holding an account book and whispering something in his ear, her eyes full of shrewd charm.

Qin Lan took off her gold-rimmed glasses, changed into her signature modified nurse's uniform, and knelt behind Gu Fan. Her skillful hands, which were wielding the "Taiyi Divine Needle," were now massaging his temples with just the right amount of force.

Xiao Ling'er, dressed in a white silk maid outfit, carefully held the platter of spirit fruits.

Meanwhile, Chu Ling'er, the junior sister whom Lin Feng once cherished, was now dressed in an elaborate and gorgeous dark Lolita outfit, obediently lying on Gu Fan's lap, peeling a bright purple grape and feeding it to Gu Fan.

"Is it sweet?"

Chu Ling'er tilted her head back, her eyes fixed on only this one man.

Gu Fan didn't even chew, but instead put her finger in his mouth, which made the girl let out a coquettish sigh before lazily saying, "Sweet, but not as sweet as you."

This doesn't look like a competition in the world of cultivation.

This is clearly a scene of a tyrannical emperor selecting his concubines!

Waiting area for the ring.

Lin Feng stared at this scene, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails almost dug into his palms.

"Shameless! Vulgar! Scoundrel!"

"This is a sacred arena, and he actually... committed such a scandalous act!"

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, especially when he saw Chu Ling'er's fawning expression, his heart ached.

That's his junior sister!

Little Ling'er, who used to only revolve around him, is now peeling grapes for that scoundrel!

"Alright, stop looking. Your eyeballs are going to pop out if you keep looking."

A loud female voice came from beside me.

Freya was wearing the "Gravity Array Yoga Suit" that Gu Fan had given her. Although she wouldn't admit it, the suit was indeed very useful.

Not only does it possess incredible defensive capabilities, but it can also temper the physical body at all times.

Freya patted Lin Feng on the shoulder and said casually:

"Want to vent your anger? Then win and show me! If we win the championship, we'll slap that guy in the face! Prove that skill is more important than money!"

Lin Feng took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"You're right. In this world, strength is the only true measure of success. Once we ascend to the champion's throne, everyone will know that I, Lin Feng, am the real prodigy!"

"The match begins! The first match features the freshman duo Lin Feng and the barbarian Freya against the Iron Wall brothers from the Xuanwu Branch!"

At the referee's signal, Lin Feng and Freya leaped up.

The opponents were two incredibly strong men, each with a physique like a mountain, who were invulnerable to swords and spears due to their exceptional martial arts skills.

"Supreme Divine Eye, activate!"

Lin Feng silently recited the mantra, his eyes flashing with golden light as he opened and closed them.

In his eyes, the spiritual energy flowing around the two seemingly invincible strongmen became clearly visible, and several red spots of light flickered under their armpits and in their dantian.

That's a weakness!

"Freya! Attack the one on the left, three inches from his armpit! Attack the one on the right, behind his knee!"

Lin Feng shouted and his figure flashed like a ghost. Although he did not confront his opponent head-on, he used several silver needles to block his opponent's movement.

"Okay!"

Freya obeyed Lin Feng's every word, and with a roar, her wild nature erupted.

boom!

Boom!

With two loud bangs, the Iron Wall Brothers, who were originally invincible in defense, were sent flying like paper by Freya's two punches, crashing heavily off the stage and foaming at the mouth.

"We won! A lightning-fast victory!"

The crowd erupted in uproar, followed by enthusiastic cheers.

"Holy crap! This Lin Feng's got something!"

"Is this the successor of the Ghost Valley Healer?"

"That barbarian girl is fierce too! This combination is amazing!"

Lin Feng stood on the arena, listening to the praises around him and feeling the long-lost glory, his back straightening up.

He turned his head to look at Gu Fan on the high platform, raised his hands high, and made an extremely provocative gesture.

see it?

This is my strength!

You spoiled brat who only relies on your background, do you even know what fighting is?

Freya rushed over excitedly, hugged Lin Feng tightly, and laughed loudly, "Awesome! Lin Feng, you're amazing!"

On the high platform.

The moment Su Qianqian saw Lin Feng win, her peach blossom eyes gleamed with the light of money.

She quickly fiddled with the abacus in her hand, then excitedly pressed herself against Gu Fan.

"Honey, you're amazing!"

"Just now, Lin Feng's odds dropped to 1 to 10. As you said, I used those 100 empty accounts to bet on him winning!"

Su Qianqian spread the account book out in front of Gu Fan.

"Although we lost some money to retail investors while acting as the bookmaker, the lion's share went into our own accounts! We made a net profit of 30 million low-grade spirit stones by simply transferring money between our own accounts!!"

"Thirty million! That's the Su family's net profit for the previous three years! And this is just the first round!"

Su Qianqian gave that handsome face a big kiss.

"Mwah~ Honey, you're so naughty~ But I love it!"

Gu Fan pushed Qin Lan's hand away, sat up straight, and looked at Lin Feng, who was full of vigor on the stage, with a more amused smile on his lips.

"You're getting excited already? Qianqian, you've broadened your horizons."

Gu Fan picked up the spirit wine and took a sip: "You think I'm targeting him? I'm training our top-notch employee."

"He's not competing; he's clearly working for us."

Gu Fan pointed to the spirited figure below the stage.

"The harder he tries and the stronger he performs, the greater the odds fluctuation in the next game will be, and the more room we have to maneuver."

"Where can you find top-tier black slaves like this who don't need to be paid, bring their own food, work themselves to the bone, and even feel they're fighting for their dignity?"

Gu Fan put his arm around the woman's slender waist, looked at Lin Feng who was still protesting below the stage, and gently clapped his hands.

"Wonderful, truly wonderful."

Gu Fan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried throughout the entire area through his spiritual power.

"Dr. Lin, keep it up! The harder you work, the more I earn. Although I'm not short of money, I can't refuse your offer since you're so eager to give it to me."

Lin Feng, who was still enjoying the thrill of slapping the villain in the face, froze on his face when he heard these words.

What does that mean?

He won the game, but Gu Fan made the money?

In other words, he was risking his life just now to help his enemy count money?!

"puff……"

Lin Feng felt a tightness in his chest and almost spat out another mouthful of blood.

Murder and kill!

This is absolutely devastating!

"Lin Feng! Don't listen to his nonsense! He's trying to corrupt your Dao heart!"

Freya slapped Lin Feng on the back, making him stumble.

"Whether he makes money or not, as long as we win the championship, the honor is ours!"

Lin Feng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Correct!

Honor cannot be bought!

He turned to look at the waiting area on the other side, where a solitary figure in blue stood.

That was his junior sister, Chu Xuan'er.

He was also the strongest swordsman of the Guigu generation.

"Junior sister! Did you see that?"

Lin Feng used his spiritual power to shout at Chu Xuan'er.

"This is my strength! If we join forces, we can even conquer this Holy Path Academy! The revival of Ghost Valley is just around the corner!"

The aloof figure did not respond, but simply gripped the longsword in his hand tighter.

"Next match: Zhao Wuji, a seeded player from the Tianji Branch, will face Chu Xuan'er from the Guigu Branch!"