Chapter 65: Want a fight?
Hearing Bai Yu’s words, Yu Xiaogang calmed down quite a bit, but his expression remained grim, his face twitching incessantly.
“You don’t cultivate this Spirit Art yourself, do you? I don’t believe you would cultivate this. Why don’t you give me your Spirit Art?”
Bai Yu chuckled. This Gang Zi was quite a dreamer. If he gave him a normal Spirit Art, where would the fun be?
“Heh heh, that’s impossible. Even my own family members have to make significant contributions to cultivate my Spirit Art. Don’t even think about it!”
Yu Xiaogang grew anxious. His already short hair stood on end like a porcupine, and he quickly said:
“How can that be? Since the requirements are so strict, then how could your little girlfriend, Zhu Zhuqing…?”
At this point, Yu Xiaogang remembered something: judging by the items Bai Yu had produced, Bai Yu’s status within his organization must be quite high!
Since Bai Yu was a high-ranking member, it was normal for his girlfriend to have certain privileges.
Yu Xiaogang’s expression kept changing, and he couldn't quite utter the rest of his sentence.
Bai Yu brushed off his clothes, stood up, and said to Yu Xiaogang:
“Looks like you’ve figured it out? That saves me the explanation. I’ve already given you the Spirit Art, the transaction is complete, so I’ll be leaving now. As for whether you cultivate it or not, that’s your own business.”
Watching Bai Yu walk out the door, Yu Xiaogang hesitated, then finally slammed the table hard, sat there lost in thought, his gaze lowered, and picked up the small booklet again.
Bai Yu sensed the movement inside the room from outside and couldn’t help but smile, thinking to himself that he knew Gang Zi wouldn’t be able to control himself.
After all, this unlucky fellow had gone to great lengths to prove himself.
Bai Yu then withdrew his perception and walked towards Zhu Zhuqing’s dormitory, but just as he reached the gate of the female dormitory area, he was stopped again.
Bai Yu stroked his sword-like eyebrows and said teasingly:
“Tsk, there are so many people looking for me this early in the morning. I wonder what advice Dean Liu has for me again? Besides, I thought you had run away.”
Liu Erlong looked at Bai Yu with a numb expression, her eyes red and watery, clearly having just cried.
“Heh, I know you did it on purpose! Why… never mind, give me back that contract!”
Hearing Liu Erlong ask for the contract, Bai Yu clicked his tongue, took out the contract, shook it, and looked at Liu Erlong provocatively.
“What are you thinking? This is something I exchanged for a spiritual herb, half a level of spirit power, and a Spirit Art. You think you can just ask for it with empty words?”
“Giving it to you is impossible, but if you’re thick-skinned enough, you can pretend it doesn’t exist.”
“Grandmaster yu is quite good at being thick-skinned; you can learn from him.”
Seeing this scoundrel not only refuse to give her the contract but also tease her, Liu Erlong’s originally expressionless face flushed with anger.
She launched a zero-frame attack directly, her right hand transforming into a red dragon claw, burning with flames, grabbing towards the contract in Bai Yu’s hand.
“Haha, I knew you couldn’t resist!”
Bai Yu chuckled, put away the contract, and raised his hand to grab Liu Erlong’s wrist.
“Zhe Mei Hand, Intercept Pulse!”
Then, using the same method he used against Qian Renxue, he suppressed Liu Erlong’s spirit power, wrapped his arm around her waist, and flashed towards the barren mountain where he had fought Qian Renxue.
Along the way, he even pinched Liu Erlong’s waist, making her face flush with anger as she continuously cursed Bai Yu.
Bai Yu pretended not to hear, still secretly feeling that unlike Qian Renxue’s slenderness and Zhu Zhuqing’s suppleness, her waist felt tight and powerful to the touch, making Bai Yu unable to resist a full exploration.
Upon reaching the barren mountain, Bai Yu released Liu Erlong, watching her retreat a considerable distance, and smiled with narrowed eyes.
“Fighting in the academy makes too much noise. This place is perfect. I know you’re in a bad mood, so I brought you here for a fight to vent your anger.”
Hearing his words, Liu Erlong let out a long sigh of relief. Bai Yu had brought her here without saying a word, which had scared her quite a bit.
All the way, she had regretted her impulsiveness, only able to mask her fear with curses.
Immediately, her expression became complicated, and she thought to herself:
“Even this scoundrel Bai Yu can think of helping me vent my feelings. But Xiaogang… Yu Xiaogang actually gave his wife away. Heh, what am I in his eyes?”
The more Liu Erlong thought about it, the angrier she became, and a fiery rage ignited in her eyes as she stared directly at Bai Yu.
“Spirit Avatar! Sixth Spirit Ability, Dragon Flame Breath! Yu Xiaogang, you deserve to die!”
“Huh?”
Liu Erlong’s furious roar made Bai Yu’s eyes widen. He couldn’t help but scan his surroundings. Yu Xiaogang? Where?
Then his mouth twitched, and he secretly thought he was an idiot. This was clearly her treating him as Gang Zi to beat, and he laughed out loud in anger.
“Heh, Water Phase, Muhuatian!”
Seeing the Dragon Flame dispersed, Liu Erlong charged forward regardless, raising her claws and grabbing at his head.
Bai Yu’s footsteps shifted slightly, dodging the dragon claw descending on his head, a speechless expression on his face as he muttered to himself:
“With your stance, if I wanted to kill you, letting you get past three moves would mean I’ve wasted all these years of training!”
The two fought from morning until noon, until Liu Erlong’s spirit power was exhausted and she lay on the ground, unable to get up.
Bai Yu walked over, picked her up in his arms, and sat on a rock. Liu Erlong struggled for a moment, then stopped moving.
She truly had no strength left to resist. After fighting for half a day, his clothes hadn’t even gotten dirty, which made her very frustrated. She closed her eyes, letting whatever happen happen.
Bai Yu used Water Phase to filter the dust off Liu Erlong’s body, then softly said:
“Are you over it yet? Do you want to fight again after you recover?”
Liu Erlong opened her eyes and looked at Bai Yu expressionlessly.
“Alright, as long as you don’t resist and lie on the ground for me to hit, then I’ll fight again.”
Hearing Liu Erlong mock him, Bai Yu blinked, the corners of his mouth curving slightly upwards.
“Hmm, lying on the ground won’t do, it’s a bit dirty. If we change places to lie down, then yes, you can do whatever you want then, and I won’t resist!”
Bai Yu’s words made Liu Erlong a little confused, then her face flushed crimson, and she slapped him across the face.
“Scumbag, go to hell!”
Bai Yu caught the hand that came to slap him, kneaded it for a bit, and said with a smile:
“You’re going to be my concubine in the future, what’s wrong with a little teasing?”
These shameless words made Liu Erlong roll her eyes, a cold sneer appearing on her face.
“Heh, who’s your concubine? Yu Xiaogang and I aren’t married, he has no right to give me away. That contract of yours is just a piece of waste paper!”
Bai Yu nodded, then shook his head, looking at her and saying:
“You’re right, to others it’s just a piece of waste paper, but I’m different. I’m strong.”
“As long as Yu Xiaogang acknowledges it, others will only know that you two were married and he gave you to me. Whether you acknowledge it or not doesn’t matter.”
Liu Erlong’s eyebrows furrowed in anger, and she took deep breaths. She understood now; this scoundrel intended to forcibly take her under the guise of the contract!
Bai Yu looked at the undulating peaks, his eyes slightly narrowed, and couldn’t help but play with them for a bit.
Liu Erlong became even angrier, cursing at Bai Yu:
“You bastard, you scumbag, let go… Mmph!”
