On the high platform, everyone’s eyes were fixed on Tang Yi and Yuh Jili in the plaza, extremely curious about what kind of sparks would fly from their duel.
In truth, besides wanting to verify the authenticity of Tang Yi’s results, the people from the Outer Mansion Eight Palaces also wanted to see the extent of Tang Yi and Yuh Jili’s strength. This would help them when recruiting disciples later, letting them know who possessed greater talent and was more worthy of being recruited at all costs.
"What does everyone think of this match?"
"I think Yuh Jili should be stronger. His aura is on a completely different level from Tang Yi’s!"
"I agree. That kid Tang Yi looks completely ordinary. I have no idea how he’s even qualified to compete with Yuh Jili."
"If Tang Yi’s results are real, then he should be the stronger one, right? After all, you definitely couldn’t hunt forty-three Level 5 Demon Beasts without absolute power."
"But how could those results possibly be real? Do you believe it? Because I don’t. I still think Yuh Jili is stronger."
"Yeah, I’m rooting for Yuh Jili!"
"I’ll reserve my judgment!"
"I’m supporting Tang Yi. I was stunned by his results. I hope he doesn’t disappoint me."
"..."
On the high platform, the crowd buzzed with discussion, with supporters on both sides.
Meanwhile, in the disciples’ viewing area.
"Chu Mingyue, Tang Yi and Yuh Jili are about to fight. Who do you think will win?" Le Ling asked with great interest.
"Tang Yi, probably. After all, his results speak for themselves, and there’s always been something about him that I can’t quite figure out," Chu Mingyue replied after a moment of thought.
"Honestly, I think results are one thing, but actual strength is another," Xiang Moyang said, offering his opinion. "The two aren’t always related. I’m very optimistic about Yuh Jili—he has such a magnificent bearing. Just because Tang Yi managed to kill a lot of beasts doesn’t mean he’s stronger than Yuh Jili."
"How about we make another three-month bet? You bet on Yuh Jili. If you win, the three months you already owe me will be forgiven. If you lose, you’ll be my lackey for six months," Mu Yuchen suggested with a sneer.
"Th-this... Fine! You’re on! I’m not scared of you! I’m positive Yuh Jili can beat Tang Yi!" Xiang Moyang agreed, gritting his teeth.
"Then let everyone here be our witness," Mu Yuchen said.
"Xiang Moyang, you’d better be careful. If you lose again, the next six months of your life are going to be hell," Chu Mingyue said with a laugh.
"It’s fine. I have faith that Yuh Jili can beat that... what’s-his-name... Tang Yi!" Xiang Moyang insisted.
"Go, Yuh Jili! Show that kid from the North District the power of our East District!"
"Forty-three Level 5 Demon Beasts? That’s nothing! If Yuh Jili had enough time, he could kill that many too!"
"Yuh Jili, beat that kid down! Even though I’m from the South District, I’m supporting you guys from the East District!"
"The West District candidates also support the East District! Go, Yuh Jili!"
"Teach those country bumpkins from the North District a harsh lesson!"
"..."
Seeing Tang Yi and Yuh Jili already standing in the middle of the field and facing each other, the candidates from the other three major zones began to shout, all of them supporting Yuh Jili.
"Go, Brother Tang Yi!"
"Go, Tang Yi! Just show him a little of what you can do. Please don’t cripple him."
"Some genius from the East District? Compared to our Tang Yi, he’s worse than shit."
"Tang Yi, let them witness the might of the Light of our North District!"
"..."
Not to be outdone, the candidates from the North District roared their support for Tang Yi, cheering him on.
The atmosphere was electric; the great battle was about to begin.
"You’re Tang Yi, right?"
In the plaza, Yuh Jili asked Tang Yi.
Tang Yi dug a finger in his ear and answered distractedly, "Yeah. What’s up? Is there a problem?"
"Heh."
Seeing Tang Yi’s attitude, Yuh Jili felt he was being looked down upon. He immediately sneered and said, "You obtained forty-three Level 5 Demon Beast Crystals. I don’t know how you did it, but I refuse to believe my strength is any weaker than yours!"
"You’re pretty confident, aren’t you? Heh," Tang Yi laughed, his expression completely unfazed.
"What? Are you looking down on me?" Yuh Jili stared coldly at Tang Yi.
"It’s not that I’m looking down on you. It’s just that I’ve fought so many experts that I don’t have much interest in sparring with weaker opponents," Tang Yi said truthfully.
He now fought Battle King Level Martial Artists in droves and wouldn’t even flinch when facing a Battle Emperor. With that kind of power, how could he possibly care about a mere candidate like Yuh Jili?
Yuh Jili? He was just at the Battle Spirit Level. He really wasn’t qualified to fight Tang Yi.
"Arrogant! Hmph! In a moment, I’ll show you the consequences of underestimating me!" Yuh Jili said, provoked.
If he didn’t have to maintain his image in front of the West Mansion’s upper echelons, he would have loved nothing more than to rush forward and tear Tang Yi to shreds right then and there.
Just then, the voice of Elder Ma, the one responsible for the examination, came from the side. "Alright, I, Ma Wenfu, will act as your referee. You two may begin now. But let me be clear: this is the West Mansion. This is a spar between fellow disciples, so no life-threatening injuries are allowed. Stop once a winner is clear. Do you both understand?"
"I understand."
Hearing that they could begin, a sharp glint flashed in Yuh Jili’s eyes. The anger from having his thunder stolen by Tang Yi, combined with the fury of being ignored now, transformed into a monstrous Battle Intent!
"Understood," Tang Yi replied, still standing there lazily, looking utterly lethargic.
Elder Ma Wenfu glanced at the two, shook his head, and stepped to the side.
"Damn, just look at that Tang Yi! With that lazy-ass look, he killed forty-three Level 5 Demon Beasts? Now look at Yuh Jili. It’s like comparing heaven and earth. Compared to Yuh Jili, that Tang Yi is just a pile of shit on the ground!"
"I must have been blind to think Tang Yi could win. Just looking at his posture, he’s lost before the fight has even begun."
"Pride breeds complacency. Tang Yi probably thinks he’s invincible."
"And Tang Yi is supposed to be number one in this year’s House Entrance Examination? He looks far worse than Yuh Jili."
"The outcome is obvious. Tang Yi is bound to lose. He’s going to get thrashed by Yuh Jili. There’s no suspense at all!"
"..."
Seeing Tang Yi’s demeanor, the onlookers couldn’t help but shake their heads, growing even more suspicious of his results.
’Someone with an attitude like that could kill forty-three Level 5 Demon Beasts? You’ve got to be kidding! He must have cheated!’
However, what the crowd didn’t know was that Tang Yi’s posture was simply due to a lack of interest. If an elder hadn’t requested it, Tang Yi never would have agreed to this spar, which was simply asking for a beating.
"HAAAH!"
With a great roar, Yuh Jili threw his fist forward, launching the first attack against Tang Yi.
"It’s starting, it’s starting!"
Seeing the spar begin, the spectators’ eyes widened, and they watched with rapt attention, their hearts filled with excitement.
However, on the field, Tang Yi still had that same devil-may-care look. He was just standing there, not moving an inch?
Was he underestimating his opponent? Or had he chosen to give up? Or perhaps he was just stunned and had forgotten to react?
One had to remember that Yuh Jili was the genius of the East District, the most talented candidate of this batch, and his strength was formidable. He wasn’t just some nobody. How could anyone treat him with such an attitude? One ought to be cautious!

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