He'd seen arrogance before, but never anyone this shameless—actually asking someone else to beat him up. This might be a first in the entire Douluo Continent.
Under Jiang Xiaofeng's provocation, Long Hai's momentum surged to an unprecedented peak.
The reason was simple: a dignified Soul Sect being looked down on by a newly promoted Soul Elder? Who could stand such humiliation?
"Ah!!! If I don't beat you until your teeth are scattered all over the ground, I'm not a Long!"
Long Hai's attacks became even fiercer, causing Jiang Xiaofeng's body to start turning red.
Jiang Xiaofeng laughed loudly: "Harder! Come on, hit me harder!"
Long Hai: "Don't look down on me!!!"
As Long Hai kept going, time ticked by bit by bit. Twenty minutes passed. Only a few people looked excited—because they had bet on exactly twenty minutes.
Boss Jin's face turned green. All the bets in Qianmian combined only added up to a few tens of thousands of gold soul coins, but Boss Hu had bet 300,000. If it went over ten minutes, the payout would be three million gold soul coins—this wasn't just bankruptcy, this was a straight death sentence.
Boss Jin walked up to Boss Hu.
"Hu-ge, about that 300,000 gold soul coin bet..."
Boss Hu frowned: "What, trying to back out?"
Boss Jin quickly shook his head: "Of course not. I've been the house for years, never once cheated. It's just that..."
Boss Hu: "Oh, then there's no problem. Get the three million ready. My big bro should last thirty minutes!"
Boss Jin wanted to cry. His entire fortune didn't add up to three million, especially after already losing close to a million.
"Hu-ge, can we talk this out? If it really goes past thirty minutes, could you maybe accept less? I really can't pay that much. You know last time your big bro wrecked me—I lost almost a million!"
Wolf Third sneered: "Boss Jin, didn't you make at least a million off my big bro before that?"
Boss Jin nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I did make a lot... but I lost it all last time!"
Boss Hu said coldly: "So your so-called reputation ends here? Fine, I'll report you to the Battle Soul Arena."
Boss Jin grabbed Boss Hu's hand: "No, no, Hu-ge, let's be reasonable. Two million gold soul coins, how about that?"
"Two million? You think we're stupid? You're still short a million."Wolf Second didn't let up.
Boss Hu sighed: "Boss Jin, now you're just being difficult..."
"Hu-ge, I really only have two million. That's all I can give. Please understand?"
Boss Hu said: "Then wait until big bro talks to you. Business is about trust."
"Yes, yes, Hu-ge, you're right. I'll go get the money now!"
On the arena floor, Jiang Xiaofeng had pushed the Undying Body cultivation technique to its limit. To max out his "getting beat up" stat, he was going all in.
By the time he reached the 30-minute mark, Long Hai was already utterly exhausted.
"Damn it! What the hell are you, a turtle shell? You're too tough. I give up!"
Jiang Xiaofeng panicked—he was just one step away from completing the Undying Body!
Jiang Xiaofeng shouted: "If you're not fighting, then get off! Next! Hurry it up!"
Long Hai dragged himself off. Within a minute, another low-level Soul Sect stepped up.
Before the guy could even speak, Jiang Xiaofeng barked: "Cut the crap—hit me!"
The guy didn't say a word—he just started swinging!
Ten minutes later, a blood-red glow began to shimmer across Jiang Xiaofeng's body, growing more intense by the second.
"BOOM!!!"
A shockwave burst from Jiang Xiaofeng's body, sending the Soul Sect flying.
"Hahaha! I broke through! I broke through!"
Undying Body, First Major Realm, Third Minor Realm: Body Protection, successfully achieved.
Jiang Xiaofeng patted his body—it made a sound like metal.
"Hahaha! First Major Realm—Copper Skin Iron Bones—complete!"
Finally, after three years, he had completed the first major realm. No slower than in his previous life!
"Mask, are you still fighting or not?"
Jiang Xiaofeng looked at the Soul Sect before him. Of course he had to test how tough he was now!
"Bring it!"
But when the opponent punched Jiang Xiaofeng's chest, it felt like hitting solid metal. His hand went numb—it was nothing like before.
Jiang Xiaofeng just patted his chest and said: "Not bad. I can finally block Soul Sect attacks with ease. I concede this fight!"
This was Jiang Xiaofeng's clearest and most deliberate concession yet—his 300th loss!
The referee announced: "This match, Mask has conceded. The opponent wins!"
Everyone in the stands waiting to go next instantly lost interest. Guess they'd have to wait for next time.
Boss Hu and his two bros brought Boss Jin over to Jiang Xiaofeng.
"Big bro, this is Boss Jin."
Jiang Xiaofeng smiled: "Hello, Boss Jin."
"Big bro, hello. Here's two million gold soul coins!"
Jiang Xiaofeng frowned: "Only two million? Wasn't it supposed to be three million?"
Boss Hu said: "He says he's broke. I don't buy it, so I told him to wait here for you."
Boss Jin said bitterly: "Big bro, I'm just a small businessman. I really don't have any more. This is everything I've got, please understand..."
Jiang Xiaofeng shook his head: "Two million it is. The other one million—put it on your tab. When I'm short on cash next time, don't tell me you're broke."
Boss Jin was overjoyed. He hadn't expected this big bro to be so easygoing. As long as he didn't have to pay right now, anything was negotiable.
"No problem! At Gold Bank in Blackhorn City, my name still means something. You have my word!"
Jiang Xiaofeng took the card and casually tossed it to Boss Hu.
"Take 100,000 for yourselves."
Boss Hu was grateful: "Big bro, you've already given us more than enough, we—"
Jiang Xiaofeng said: "I'm in a good mood today. Take it as a reward. Go have fun. Oh, and don't wait for me at Death Canyon anymore. I'm going into closed-door cultivation. Could be half a year, maybe a year, maybe two or three."
The three brothers were reluctant—after all, they'd spent half a year following Jiang Xiaofeng, living large and helping Wolf Third get a soul ring. They already saw him as family.
"Big bro, don't worry. When you come out of Death Canyon, we'll be waiting for you!"
Jiang Xiaofeng shook his head: "No need for that. I'll stay at the hotel tonight and leave for Death Canyon tomorrow."
"Yes, big bro!"
Jiang Xiaofeng said not to wait—but the three brothers had no intention of listening.
The next morning, Jiang Xiaofeng and his team set out for Death Canyon.
From that day on, Blackhorn City's Battle Soul Arena slowly returned to normal—because the point-giving punching bag didn't show up every three days anymore. In fact, he hadn't shown up in a long while.
But in Blackhorn City, tales of the Point-Giving Kid continued to spread.
(End of Chapter)