"You son of a..." Wang Wenbai was furious.

But when he saw Lou Yi approaching him by two steps, he immediately recalled the scene where he was beaten into a pighead before.

Instinctively, he retreated rapidly, accidentally bumping into his lackey, Zhang Baopeng, who was close by.

Both of them lost their balance and then rolled to the ground.

"Hahaha!" The other onlookers burst into laughter.

After Wang Wenbai got up, he looked at Lou Yi with eyes full of resentment.

He shouted, "Lou Yi, if you are so confident, dare you make a bet? Whatever you put up, I'll double it!"

Silver, Wang Wenbai never lacked it!

"Why wouldn't I dare," Lou Yi said with a smile, "I'll bet five thousand taels later."

"Hiss..." The sound of people gasping continuously came from the crowd.

Five thousand taels of silver is by no means a small amount, easily enough to buy an estate in a normal city within the Zhao Kingdom.

Though in the eyes of Qi Cultivators, gold and silver aren't that important, the sheer amount can still be astonishing.

Moreover, without reaching the Foundation Establishment realm, cultivators often have interaction with the mortal world and can't completely ignore gold and silver.

"Fine, I'm in!" Although Wang Wenbai prided himself on his wealth, when he heard "five thousand taels," his eyebrows couldn't help but twitch.

He took out a wad of Zhao Kingdom silver notes from his storage bag and walked toward the dealer.

Meanwhile, as Wang Wenbai turned around, Lou Yi went to You Qingyi's side and whispered, "Lend me some silver."

"How much do you need?"

"Five thousand taels."

You Qingyi: "…I don't have that much."

"What you're short, I'll cover," said the dimpled girl nearby, smilingly.

Her keen eyes kept darting between Lou Yi and You Qingyi, as if she wanted to discern something.

However, both of them behaved normally, not showing anything the dimpled girl was hoping for, which made her show a hint of disappointment on her face.

After everyone placed their bets.

In the field, the two copper corpses had already started clashing.

'Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!'

In an instant, both disappeared from their spots.

At a speed difficult for the naked eye to catch, they rapidly shifted around the field.

Those present could only see one phantom after another, dazzling them.

'Clang, clang, clang!'

Only the crisp sound of metal clashing continuously rang out, making listeners' eardrums ache. Visible white sparks danced around the field.

"So fast, so strong, and so tough — is this what a copper corpse is?"

"No wonder there's a saying, when the copper corpse emerges, my Corpse-Driving Sect's disciples of the same level will be equal to anyone!"

"Refining a copper corpse is too difficult. Among ten True Inheritances, there might not be even one who succeeds."

The many disciples marveled, and even Lou Yi, observing from the sidelines, was surprised.

The speed of this copper corpse was not any less than his before the Swift Talent breakthrough.

It far exceeded human limits; of course, it had long since left the realm of mundane things, comparable to a moving magical artifact.

However, now that he had improved his Swift Talent to the Mastery Realm, his speed was more than twice as fast as before.

This was something the two copper corpses before him could not hope to match.

'Clang, clang, clang, clang!'

'Bang, bang, bang, bang!'

The two copper corpses continued their fierce battle.

The enormous force of their clashes sent thick white shockwaves spreading in all directions.

It seemed as if a continuous gale was blowing atop Guest Welcoming Peak, making it hard for those nearby to open their eyes.

At a certain moment, the two finally reached a critical juncture in their battle.

Only a loud 'Boom!' was heard.

A dark shadow was violently slammed down from a height, creating a deep pit in the ground, making everyone feel the ground tremor intensely under their feet.

The upper hand revealed its form, with a round face clearly indicating it was Yan Zechen's lifebound corpse.

"Good job, keep up the attack!"

"I've long been annoyed with those Four Seas Association bastards. Give them a good lesson!"

"Hit, keep pounding them hard!"

Those who bet on the Cyan Cloud Alliance Hall Master Yan Zechen to win were all excited, as if they saw silver beckoning to them.

However, their expectations soon turned into bubbles.

Only a 'Boom!' was heard as the dark shadow soared into the sky, bringing up a visibly white whirlwind.

It punched the round-faced copper corpse that was peeking into the pit, sending it flying into the air, tens of zhang away from the ground!

Wan Feishun's square-faced copper corpse looked up expressionlessly at the sky.

Then it extended its five fingers toward the round-faced copper corpse, spreading them out.

Only the sound of 'Shoo, shoo, shoo!' kept echoing.

Every finger of the square-faced copper corpse overflowed with gray, thin threads.

The threads, like serpents, darted through the air, crisscrossing, quickly forming an impenetrable net, wrapping tightly around the round-faced copper corpse's body!

'Sizzle, sizzle!'

The threads clearly had a significant corrosive property.

Coiling around the round-faced copper corpse, a substantial amount of white smoke began rising from the areas in contact, etching conspicuous grooves.

The round-faced copper corpse in mid-air was already at a disadvantage for leverage. Coupled with being entangled by the Yin Silk Net, even struggling became an issue.

"Alright, I won!"

"Keep boasting, go on!"

"Hurry up and swing it out!"

The tables turned, now those betting on Wan Feishun to win were reveling.

'Whoosh!'

Wan Feishun's square-faced copper corpse, with the Yin Silk Net binding the round-faced copper corpse, dragged it to the ground, smashing it onto the surface to settle the score for itself being slammed earlier.

The square-faced copper corpse continued manipulating the threads, trying to throw its opponent out of the dark ring.

'Spit!'

Suddenly, the round-faced copper corpse, not far from the ground, opened its mouth and spat out a cloud of black mist.

It rushed at the square-faced copper corpse's face with lightning speed!

The black mist seemed alive, continuously changing shape in the air, turning into a horse, then into a fish, quite mystically.

And once the square-faced copper corpse was hit by the black mist in the face, it immediately collapsed.

Face up, lying on the ground, its body twitching incessantly, its scarlet eyes turned somewhat dull and slowly began to close.

"This is... the Soul-Devouring Miasma, overbearing and sinister, causing ordinary people to lose their soul immediately, becoming a fool for life!

Even a copper corpse can hardly resist it, not likely to regain consciousness shortly!"

"Who would've thought Yan Zechen's lifebound corpse mastered such a difficult secret technique, bound to stand out in the next sect competition!"

The crowd marveled, believing Wan Feishun had no chance of winning.

However, just as the round-faced copper corpse was about to kick the square-faced copper corpse out of the black ring.

The square-faced copper corpse, without even opening its eyes, suddenly 'Slap!' grabbed its ankle hard.

With one claw, it leveraged the ground and used the other to fiercely toss the unsuspecting opponent's corpse!

The round-faced copper corpse, caught off guard, was instantly flung out of the black ring.

After it landed outside the black ring, the square-faced copper corpse, with its elevated head, reclined once more.

Yet the victory and defeat were already decided, with Yan Zechen's lifebound corpse being the first to exit.

"Well done!" Yan Zechen looked grimly at Wan Feishun, "I didn't expect your prowess in corpse refining to be so profound, even shaking off the Soul-Devouring Miasma so easily."

A flicker of doubt flashed in Wan Feishun's eyes, but he quickly laughed nonchalantly, "Yan Zechen, are you conceding?"

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