Chapter 936 - Knowledge Is Wealth

Translator: Lordbluefire

“Jiang Leng, peak of the Spirit-Refinement realm, please give me your guidance!”

Jiang Leng’s expression looked very calm, his gaze scanning these students without any traces of fear or anticipation.

Those that wore serious expressions meant that they were smart and could gauge Jiang Leng’s strength. Those who appeared arrogant were weaklings.

Jiang Leng pondered if he should agitate them and take the initiative to pick his opponent. However, after hesitating for a moment, he gave up on that thought.

(I’m Teacher’s student. I must have the courage to face any challenges.)

“What the hell? Do you guys think that our great Bozi Academy doesn’t have any good students?”

A young man said angrily.

.

Jiang Leng’s expression and tone were too taunting.

“Junior Martial Brother Lu, let me do it!”

Zhang Bo stopped him and then looked toward Zou Qi. “Teacher!”

“En, Zhang Bo will fight!” After Zou Qi said that, he added, “Be careful.”

It was true that this guy was quite capable since he could reach the Spirit-Refinement realm at this age.

Zou Qi had no idea that Jiang Leng’s cultivation tier would be even higher if he hadn’t been treated as an experimental subject by Dean Bai and had his body ruined, wasting a few years.

Of course, during this period, he had built a firm will and gained rich combat experience.

Amongst all of his students, Jiang Leng was definitely the one whom Sun Mo was completely assured of.

Not only could he fight, but he was also very meticulous.

After Zhang Bo bowed, he immediately pounced toward Jiang Leng.

Zhang Bo saw that the other party used a dagger and thought that Jiang Leng must be adept in quick attacks. Hence, he wanted to use speed to fight against speed, ending the battle in the shortest time possible.

If he were to be defensive and give the other party a chance to get into rhythm, he’d have lost half the battle.

Pffft! Pffft! Pffft!

Zhang Bo flicked his longsword and thrust it out three times.

“Not bad!”

Zou Qi was very satisfied.

Even though Zhang Bo had picked a quick-attack tactic, he didn’t take Jiang Leng on forcibly. Instead, he had chosen to use speed to push back Jiang Leng, suppressing Jiang Leng beyond his longsword’s range.

He was making use of the advantage of ‘one inch longer, one inch stronger’. Also, he took this opportunity to observe his opponent and look for a weakness.

“Ahh!”

Xianyu Wei screamed in fright because Jiang Leng didn’t avoid the sword but suddenly dashed toward it. He performed the Wind King Divine Steps and forcibly got closer.

The other people’s pupils also contracted fiercely.

This guy was really fierce!

“Junior Martial Brother, go for it!”

Lu Zhiruo shouted to cheer him on. When she saw that Xianyu Wei was worried, she smiled and consoled her, “There’s no need to panic. We’re sure to win this round.”

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Jiang Leng avoided the longsword and got close. After that, he returned each thrust toward Zhang Bo’s face, throat, and heart.

Zhang Bo’s brows raised. He tapped his foot on the ground and backed off at full speed, attempting to draw distance once again. At the same time, he slashed his longsword and slapped his left palm out.

Cloud Flipping Palm!

“Excellent!”

Bozi Academy’s students had broken out in cold sweat after seeing Jiang Leng take the risk to charge forward. They then calmed down when they saw that Zhang Bo’s reaction was even more dazzling.

“My Senior Martial Brother is equally skilled in his left and right hands!”

A young lady boasted.

Usually, everyone would have a dominant hand, and most of the time, it’d be their right hand. However, Zhang Bo’s left and right hands were equally agile.

Therefore, this palm attack was very brilliant.

Jiang Leng seemed to have expected this long ago. He didn’t seem anxious but clenched his left hand into a fist, smashing it out at full speed.

Bang!

The fist and palm collided.

“You’re courting death!”

Zhang Bo laughed out loud, turning his palm into a claw position, wanting to grab Jiang Leng’s fist.

When an assassin had their movement restricted, they’d just be a target and a free kill.

Jiang Leng’s left arm shook fiercely, waving like a snake and avoiding the claw attack. It then thrust toward Zhang Bo’s throat.

At the same time, Jiang Leng’s dagger pierced out in a strange way from under his left armpit, blocking Zhang Bo’s blade.

“What?”

Zhang Bo was very surprised.

Was this a movement that humans could do?

He and Jiang Leng were facing each other. His attack was on Jiang Leng’s left while Jiang Leng was holding the dagger with his right hand. If Jiang Leng wished to block the attack, he had to be faster.

But in this process, Jiang Leng’s left hand was still trying to break through his attacks.

This wasn’t all!

Bang!

Their knees had collided with each other.

Pa pa pa!

Zhang Bo fell back, suddenly looking very forlorn. There was a trace of blood on his throat that had been scratched by Jiang Leng’s nails.

Jiang Leng didn’t ease off and got on the attack once again.

“...”

The people from Bozi Academy were stunned.

This young man was so strong and domineering!

Zhang Bo’s composure, battle tactic, and on-the-spot reaction were all perfect. However, he was still suppressed one-sidedly. Who were they going to talk reason to?

They felt that if they were the ones in Zhang Bo’s shoes, they’d have been crushed by now.

“F*ck your mom. What kind of monsters are they?”

The young lady who had praised Zhang Bo earlier cursed.

“Haha, wouldn’t it be courting death to be competing against Junior Martial Brother Jiang in close combat?”

Lu Zhiruo was very proud. She put her hands to her waist, sharing his pride.

Sun Mo hadn’t traditionally taught his students, teaching them only cultivation arts. Instead, he’d teach them different things accordingly. Every one of his students had learned different things based on their specialties.

Take Jiang Leng for example. As his body was too agile and he was a fanatic in close combat, Sun Mo had taught him the ideologies of modern combat.

Fists, legs, elbows, and knees could all be weapons. There were no fixed patterns nor restrictions. The number one request was to defeat the opponent.

Therefore, Jiang Leng’s attacks didn’t have any patterns. He was like a messy tempest, attacking Zhang Bo non-stop.

To date, Zhang Bo had been through a lot of combat. However, all of them were methodological duels. He had never seen such a combat style before and was caught off guard.

“Look at his forehead!”

A young lady gasped in surprise.

Sssss!

Everyone gasped.

As Jiang Leng kept on moving at high speed, his hair moved and exposed his forehead. The ‘trash’ word clearly entered everyone’s vision.

“Huh? Why is there a ‘trash’ word?”

“It’s a tattoo, right?”

“Your family will tattoo on a ‘trash’ word?”

Bozi Academy’s students weren’t the only ones stunned. It was the same for Zou Qi and the other four great teachers. It wouldn’t be overboard to say that such a strong young man was a genius. To think that he was even treated as trash?

(What on earth are the Central Province Academy’s benchmarks for outstanding students?)

It was so scary!

One minute later, Zhang Bo was defeated.

Bang!

Zhang Bo spurted out blood and fell. However, he didn’t faint because Jiang Leng had held back.

“Brother Zhang, thank you for the match!”

Jiang Leng cupped his fists together.

Compared to Xuanyuan Po, Jiang Leng was good at conducting himself.

Zhang Bo let out a sigh. “I’m the one who is weak!”

Bozi Academy’s people all fell silent and looked toward Zou Qi.

What were they going to do?

They had lost, but were they going to leave just like that?

But they couldn’t accept this outcome!

“It’s my turn!”

Helian Beifang stepped out.

“Junior Martial Brother Helian, step down. Let me fight this battle!”

Ying Baiwu asked to take part in the battle.

“You use the bow. You’d be bullying them if you were the one fighting. Let me do it. They’ll still have a chance to win then.”

Helian Beifang refused.

Hearing this, Ying Baiwu frowned. “If you can’t guarantee a win, then don’t fight.”

“Uhh!”

Helian Beifang was speechless after seeing his iron-headed senior martial sister’s expression. (I was only trying to be humble and give them some face. But since you said that, I won’t be holding back.)

“If I can’t win, I’ll kill myself on the spot.”

Helian Beifang wore a solemn expression.

Sssss!

Hearing Helian Beifang’s words, Bozi Academy’s students were all frightened. Did he have to be so ruthless?

(It’s not as if we’re arch-enemies with each other.)

“That’s the way to go!”

Ying Baiwu nodded. “When we fight, we aren’t just representing ourselves but also Teacher’s honor. We can only win and not lose. If we can’t win, then die together with the opponent and at least get a tie.”

Swoosh!

As she said this, Bozi Academy’s teachers and students looked over, all of them stunned.

(Are all of you crazy?)

Cui Xiangxin looked around and realized that Sun Mo’s students had no objections. He was shocked but also felt envious.

How did Sun Mo teach his students? Weren’t they too loyal?

“Helian Beifang, Spirit-Refinement realm, please give me your guidance!”

The barbarian young man placed his left hand on his blade handle, his gaze emitting battle will.

This time around, Bozi Academy’s students became wary. Although they also wanted to get their face back, their opponent was too strong.

If things didn’t go as planned, it’d be really embarrassing.

“Teacher Sun, this isn’t fair. The Spirit-Refinement realm students we brought here are all back-up candidates who are here to broaden their vision. The main pillars are all senior students at the Blood-Ignition realm!”

Cui Xiangxin complained.

“A loss is a loss. Don’t look for excuses.”

Li Ruolan lashed out, “The duels between students are all valid as long as they are within three cultivation levels.”

“But this is the league tournament test. The goal is to level up.”

Cui Xiangxin lay his hands out. “Then why don’t we have our Teacher Zou challenge your three great teachers, determining the victory in a single round?”

This was a little dishonorable, but Zou Qi decided to go ahead with this for the sake of that vine.

“You guys...”

Li Ruolan wanted to say more but was interrupted by Cui Xiangxin.

“According to the rules, we can snatch your monkey as well. Moreover, the Saint Gate will also allow it even if there are casualties.”

Cui Xiangxin’s words had a hint of threat in them.

How could there not be casualties in a competition like this?

However, everyone would avoid that most of the time. After all, they were all famous schools, and it’d be bad if their relationships were to worsen. There were already so many arch-enemies in the great teacher world. They didn’t need to add more.

Everyone had seen that when those arch-enemies met, it’d really be a fight to the bitter end. They’d disregard the results and just hammer the other party to death.

“Do it then!”

Xuanyuan Po was extremely impatient.

“Enough!” Sun Mo stopped him. “This matter will end here. Teacher Zou, based on the agreement, I’ll be taking a part of the vine’s stolons and leaves.”

Mei Ziyu didn’t try to dissuade Sun Mo. He wasn’t someone who’d suffer a loss, so there must be some hidden reason that she was unaware of for him to be shrinking so suddenly.

Murong Mingyue looked at Zou Qi and felt that this guy was going to die.

(Sun Mo isn’t even scared of Dark Dawn’s Starlord and Saint Ten-Thousand Leaves. Would he care for you, a 5-stars?)

“Everyone, don’t create trouble for Teacher.”

Li Ziqi persuaded.

“Please feel free!”

Zou Qi was embarrassed to stop him. After all, this was per their agreement.

“Baiwu, Jiang Leng, the two of you, go up the tree and pick some leaves. Pick the older ones.”

Sun Mo instructed and then dug the soil, digging up the roots personally.

“Teacher Zou, could this be a scheme?” Cui Xiangxin asked softly.

“It is taking place right in front of our eyes. What scheme could there be?”

Although Zou Qi said this, he still kept his eyes on Sun Mo, not letting go of any detail.

(You fool!)

Sun Mo mocked them with contempt in his heart. Five minutes later, he led the group to leave while holding the stolon in his hand.