Journey to the West: The Mountain Shaker

Chapter 50 Doucai 1

At 10 spirit stones per quarter hour, the money in the adaptation area was flowing like water. In just five or six days, Cai Fei had almost spent all the money he had brought home last time.

When a person is penniless, the only thing on their mind is the word "spiritual stone"!

Unfortunately, the academy is isolated on the sea, and Huaguo Mountain has neither markets nor workshops, so there is no opportunity to work and study.

Helpless, Cai Fei could only turn to his classmates and take out Aolai's specialty—fighting rings!

Starting with the grass near their nest, the Earth Class will harvest first, with ten spirit stones per round—the stronger ones win by drawing; the weaker ones bet on a limited number of moves.

Over the course of more than ten days, more than sixty people completed two rounds of matches. In the early stages, a few people chose to fight evenly, but in the later stages, it was basically "limited to three moves" or even "exchanged one move".

As a result, Cai Fei remained undefeated, and the news spread like ripples, making the other classes eager to join in.

For a time, there were people coming to challenge and people coming to watch the show. As soon as the bell rang, the area around the early morning study area of ​​Class 1D would be packed with people.

The soldier who came that day was from the "Yellow" squad.

This person was at the third level of Qi Refining, with a low cultivation level, short stature, and ordinary appearance. However, his appearance drew cheers from the crowd. It turned out that he was the third-place winner of last year's academy competition and was recognized as the strongest among the three classes of "Earth, Profound, and Yellow".

With a muffled thud, the first move of the two was a palm strike. Cai Fei was three levels ahead in cultivation, but his opponent actually had the upper hand in this palm strike.

The soldier remained motionless, while Cai Fei took two large steps back.

He was born with superhuman strength!

No wonder it can squeeze into the top three of the academy with only three floors!

Cai Fei was secretly alarmed. Suddenly, the soldier rushed forward a few steps and threw a straight punch with his right fist, as fierce as a tiger. Cai Fei blocked with his left arm, but the soldier quickly wrapped his hand with a "snake coil" and kicked him hard with his right foot at the same time.

Cai Fei twisted his arm muscles, slipped out of his entanglement, and at the same time, lightly touched the ground with his toes, gracefully retreating to avoid his kick.

The soldier followed closely, engaging in close combat with lightning speed, striking with eye gougs, throat locks, elbow strikes, headbutts...

Various moves came out in quick succession. Cai Fei used his agility to dodge, occasionally using his elbows and knees to block. He dodged most of the moves, retreating step by step. Each move was dangerous, but he didn't suffer any serious blows for a while.

The two exchanged twenty or thirty blows in an instant. Cai Fei was weaker and tried to avoid head-on collisions, but the speed of their hands and feet was absolutely dazzling.

"Come on, come on, buy it! Buy it! Shiwazi Academy's top four! Top four! Cai Fei is nothing compared to him! And it's a 1 to 3 payout, what a great deal... Come on, come on, it's valid until the competition ends, it's valid until the end..."

The person running the betting odds on the side was naturally Feng Xiangguo. Since someone from another class came to challenge Cai Fei, he set up the betting odds on the side. However, he bet on Cai Fei to win, and the other gamblers only had one choice - they could only bet on Cai Fei to lose.

After more than a dozen games, the odds went from 1 to 1 to 1 to 10, getting higher and higher, but fewer and fewer people were betting. Those who did bet only spent a few spirit stones, which didn't amount to much. However, he still managed to make some profit from each game, so he was happy to keep going.

With a top player in the game, the suspense has returned. Even with Feng Xiangguo offering odds of 3 to 1, it still attracted a large crowd of gamblers, clearly a lucrative business.

The two men had rolled to the ground, slamming their fists into the stone slab several times, sending pebbles flying. Onlookers scattered to avoid them.

"There's still hope for this one," one gambler thought, and threw 10 spirit stones into Feng Xiangguo's plate.

"What hope? It's like this every round. It looks exciting, but in the end, Cai Fei always wins." Another person said with a sneer, looking like he had no confidence in that "Stone Boy". But he threw out 20 spirit stones, which represented his true thoughts.

"Ha, you call betting on a single bet? That's just cheating! I'll take the next round, let's see if you dare to bet on a single bet!" Suddenly a loud voice shouted from the sidelines.

"The elite class!"

"Brother Biao!"

The noise abruptly ceased, and the stone platform fell silent for a moment as everyone's gaze turned toward the newcomers.

People in front of Feng Xiangguo made way, like water flowing to the side, revealing a burly man with a towering figure.

It was Chen Xuanbiao!

Chen Xuanbiao had been in the academy for less than a month, but he was already a household name.

The people of Aolai respect the strong the most. On the arena, Chen Xuanbiao swept all sides, with almost no one able to withstand a single blow. His dominance was outrageous, and the entire Tianzi Class was impressed.

On the other hand, although everyone knows that Chen Xuanbiao's entry into the top class was out of necessity, and that Xingyue bribed the exorcists to force him to sign a blood pact.

But once you've signed, you've signed; those who give in are no longer warriors.

From now on, Chen Xuanbiao, you are Xingyue's dog.

Many students in the Earth, Black, and Yellow classes shared this attitude, with Feng Xiangguo being particularly extreme.

In fact, Feng Xiangguo and Chen Xuanbiao are very similar.

Both were 22 years old, came from similar families, and were from a large village with tens of thousands of people in southern Aolai. They were sworn enemies of Xingyue.

Both were burly men, and both were berserker warriors specializing in the metal element.

However, Feng Xiangguo was weaker in many ways—he was half a head shorter, his cultivation was three levels behind, and while he was in the academy, Chen Xuanbiao had already been roaming the mountains and forests for ten years…

In every aspect, Chen Xuanbiao was someone he looked up to.

But since you've defected to the enemy, I despise you.

The Heaven and Earth classes were already rife with conflict, and when they met, they would either curse or fight. After Chen Xuanbiao came in, the Heaven class treated him like a star, while the Earth class naturally responded with sneers and insults.

Chen Xuanbiao initially felt guilty about his defection, but after being scolded so much, he became enraged and his rebellious attitude was aroused.

The two met on the road a while ago. They went from arguing to fighting. Chen Xuanbiao could have won in one move, but he ended up toying with Feng Xiangguo like a monkey for 15 minutes. In the end, he ripped all of Feng Xiangguo's clothes off and left him almost naked and unconscious on the road, making him lose face.

From then on, Feng Xiangguo and Chen Xuanbiao were sworn enemies.

Meanwhile, Chen Xuanbiao strode over with a few henchmen, walked straight to the boulder where Feng Xiangguo was gambling, glanced at the gambling table, and sneered, "Even a hundred or so spirit stones are being wagered personally now? When did Chief Feng become so poor?"

"There's no other way. If they refuse to acknowledge a thief as their father, we can only rely on ourselves," Feng Xiangguo retorted.

"Recognizing a thief as your father?" Chen Xuanbiao laughed loudly. "Which thief? The one who slept with your woman and sold out your entire family's ancestors for eighteen generations?"

The Feng family is known for its beautiful women. In the past, the Feng family had a daughter named Ao Lai who was famous. She was kidnapped by the Xingyue Sect and humiliated to death. The Feng family's ordinary people were also convicted of various crimes by Xingyue and sold into slavery in the small world.

These are all great shames for the Feng family, but the two have been reopening old wounds more than once or twice recently.

Feng Xiangguo was furious, but his face remained unchanged. Just as he was about to recount a few more of the Chen family's disgrace, he saw the short warrior who was fighting in the arena suddenly jump back a big step, dust himself off, and stand still.

"Save your energy for dealing with these traitors who have recognized our enemy as their father." The short warrior called Shiwazi stepped forward, shook hands with Cai Fei, turned around, and leaped into the dense foliage of a large tree by the edge of the field.

What does this mean, a draw?

While everyone was wondering what was going on, Chen Xuanbiao had already stepped into the courtyard.

"So, you're all united against a common enemy, huh?" Chen Xuanbiao glanced at Cai Fei, then stood five zhang away from him. "I'll give you ten minutes to rest. I'll only make three moves. If you're still standing in the arena within those three moves, I'll consider it a loss! Just in case someone can't start the game!"

"Three moves? Heh, I reckon I can't beat you in three moves. I'll have to trouble you to come up with a few more."

Cai Fei knew he was no match for the opponent, but of course he refused to admit defeat. He took a Spirit Recovery Pill, swallowed it, and sat cross-legged to slowly recover his energy.