Chapter 61 I Must Surrender Today

Wu Di carefully estimated the distance between himself and Longmoer. Power gathered within his body, his muscles tightening like iron plates. Wu Di's eyes began to turn wild as courage gradually replaced his fear, and the instincts of a beastman ignited.

As his opponent, Longmoer seemed indifferent, not even releasing his soul force, showing no intention of suppressing the beastman with his aura—everyone knew this was the best way to deal with beastmen.

To his credit, Longmoer's "cooperation" allowed Wu Di to find his rhythm. The thick hairs on his body stood up as if charged with static, and he pounced forward like a fierce beast...

Winnie couldn't help but cover her eyes. Damn it, could he at least choose a more stylish pose? Who would have thought Wu Di would charge over using all fours—it was too ugly!

Fantasy let out a relieved sigh. Good, he wasn't the most embarrassing one anymore.

Kela's expression remained serious, for this movement method could change direction unpredictably, maximizing evasion of the quick spells from the Thunder Shaman.

Only Old Wang seemed unconcerned.

The battle inside the arena happened in an instant. The distance between Wu Di and Longmoer had shrunk to four meters. Wu Di let out a roar and suddenly exerted himself, while Longmoer launched a ball of lightning. If hit, Wu Di would be finished. At that moment, Wu Di feinted his attack, leaping forward and then making a 180-degree turn, narrowly avoiding the lightning ball. He grabbed the ground with both hands and kicked towards Longmoer's head.

At this point, the distance between them was just over a meter.

A shaman's deadly range.

Old Wang was excited, ready to applaud. If he hit, they would win!

Zzzz...

Just as Wu Di's feet were about to strike Longmoer, his entire body froze. The lightning ball that had just passed by... turned and hit Wu Di's back, which was completely undefended.

Wu Di now looked like he had been electrocuted, falling to the ground stiffly.

"When closing in, shamans have many ways to handle things," Longmoer said with a slight smile.

The humans present couldn't laugh. Whether from the Black Rose team or Old Wang's team, the lightning ball was a basic skill of a Thunder Shaman, known for its straight line, speed, and power. But in that instant, the lightning ball slowed down and made a 360-degree turn, something human shamans could only dream of.

For a Thunder Shaman, speed is easy; slowing down is the hardest.

If Ma Tan still had doubts before, seeing this advanced Thunder Shaman technique left him utterly defeated.

Longmoer's understanding of shamanic arts was clearly on another level. Their previous match had been nothing but a joke.

Seeing this, Ma Tan and the others didn't bother mocking him anymore. Anyone would fare the same.

"There are two more matches, Captain Wang Feng," Longmoer said with a smile. "Princess will go last, and this match is against Hei Wukai."

Old Wang was still checking Wu Di's heartbeat. "Wu Di, Wu Di, my brother, are you okay?"

As captain, he cared deeply about his teammates' well-being. Suddenly, he felt everyone's gaze on him.

"Why are you all looking at me?"

"Hei Wukai, the warrior of Yaksas!" Winnie looked at Old Wang with anticipation. The more he avoided fighting Hei Wukai, the more she wanted to encourage him: "Strongest against strongest, Wang Feng, come on!"

"Captain, I... I'm fine," Wu Di said weakly.

Old Wang pushed Wu Di's head back down. "No, you're not."

"Cough, cough," Old Wang said seriously. "We must respect Princess, and the final match should be fought by our highest-ranking captain. It's a matter of etiquette, understand! Winnie, you'll have to fight this one."

Winnie looked shocked and pitiful. "Wang Feng, I'm scared."

"What's there to be afraid of?" Old Wang said earnestly. "Didn't my junior Mo Tong say Hei Wukai doesn't hit women? You're so cute, he wouldn't dare!"

"Who said that!" Mo Tong jumped out. "Brother Kai hates kids. He gets angry just seeing them and kills without mercy!"

Winnie's eyes flashed with annoyance but then she pretended to be terrified, clutching Wang Feng's clothes and trembling. "I'll be killed!"

Old Wang rolled his eyes. What kind of teammates were these? Not a single reliable one!

And Mo Tong, always popping up everywhere, calling himself Mahoraga. Might as well call him Motorola.

"Captain Wang Feng," Hei Wukai, holding his sword, stepped into the arena.

He was interested in strong opponents and also in amusing ones, wondering if he could scare him into peeing his pants.

"Let's not delay. It's us two."

Good buddy!

Mo Tong immediately gave Hei Wukai a thumbs-up. How decent of him!

Seeing Winnie paralyzed with fear, forcing her further might make her faint. Everyone's gaze turned to Old Wang again, making him realize he probably couldn't avoid this match.

Old Wang sighed, deeply looking at Mo Tong.

"I was going to fight your strongest..." He fixed his hair and walked out calmly. "Never mind, I'll settle for this."

Mo Tong's mouth curved into a grin. Finally, Hei Wukai did something right. They had agreed that if he broke Wang Feng's leg, Mo Tong would wash his underwear for a week. He had already bet everything, now it was time for the climax: "Wang Feng, good luck! Hold on until the end, don't embarrass our Rune Academy!"

"Junior, I don't like what you're saying," Old Wang stopped, clearly displeased. "What do you mean 'hold on'? Am I someone who gives in easily? Today, I won't listen to you. I don't want to win. I'll surrender right now, believe it or not!"

Mo Tong stared in disbelief. Was this guy serious? Wasn't pride supposed to be a human weakness?

Was this really a human?

"You dare! If you surrender, I'll beat you up!"

"Hey, you're threatening me!" Old Wang's stubbornness flared. "I can't stand being threatened. If I give in, I don't deserve to be your senior! This is all your fault. I'm surrendering today, and we'll see what you can do, Hei Wukai..."

"Captain Wang Feng," Luo Lan, who had been silent, smiled. After enduring two beastmen for fifteen minutes, it was finally the Black Rose's turn. "Your teammates fought hard, and you're surrendering directly. That's truly disappointing."

"He's just a coward." Ma Tan finally laughed out loud. He hated Wang Feng the most. If not for him, he wouldn't be the laughingstock of the school: "A coward leading four losers. You should call yourselves the Losers Team, not the Old Wang Team. Hahaha!"

"Ma Tan, you really do forget your pain once the scar heals!" Wang Feng said with a laugh.

"Wang Feng, don't act all high and mighty. Since we're both members of the Holy Sanctuary, we should be treated equally. What's the deal? Are you so precious that you can't be criticized? Trash is trash. If you want to be treated like a baby, go home!" Ma Tan roared. Finally, it was his turn. He had been thinking about this for a while and didn't intend to use Karida as a shield again this time!

Luo Lan, standing nearby, laughed heartily. Being caught off guard last time meant that the same trick wouldn't work again.

The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became tense. Kela and Wu Di both frowned, Fantasi felt at a loss seeing Rachel smiling over there, and Winnie's lips twitched involuntarily.

"That's still the scum who beat you up. Can you handle it down there?" Old Wang sighed and turned around.

But those two from Black Rose are truly asking for it. It seems that when I return to Earth, I'll have two more NPCs to create. Hmm, let's make them dung beetles outside the newbie village, a male and female pair of small bosses, pushing a big ball of dung every day, their butts wiggling.

Ma Tan's face turned red, but he endured it. As long as Wang Feng stepped up, he would soon see how he would mock him.

"Everyone, don't be tense. I was just joking to lighten the mood." Old Wang shrugged with a smile and patted Hei Wukai's hand quite confidently: "Fourth match, come on, let's show you what real skill looks like!"

The other members of Old Wang's team immediately relaxed. If their captain surrendered, they would truly lose face wearing the name of Old Wang's team in the future, especially since this was the Holy Sanctuary Academy, where heroes are nurtured.

Old Wang remained relaxed, and the atmosphere indeed became lively as he had said.

Hei Wukai also appeared relaxed, but unlike Old Wang's self-deprecating 'surrender', anyone who had seen Hei Wukai's instant kill of Meng Wu knew that his calmness was well-deserved.

"Do you need weapons?"

"Just a friendly match, my hands will do." Old Wang said confidently.

Hei Wukai looked at Wang Feng with a smile. Although he had heard from Mo Tong that this person had no limits, seeing it firsthand made him realize that the limits were beyond his imagination.

There was no oppressive aura coming from him, his eyes were bright but lacked any fighting spirit. Instead, it seemed like those constantly turning eyes were plotting something mischievous.

Might as well break his legs; then Mo Tong can help wash his clothes. If he tries to skip out on the debt, break Mo Tong's legs too. That's fair... Hmm?

Hei Wukai took a step forward, and his pupils suddenly narrowed slightly.

The atmosphere instantly became heavy. Wang Feng still stood there nonchalantly, while Hei Wukai, who had taken a step, seemed frozen.

The scene became awkward. What's going on?

This weakling could be swatted away with one slap. What is Hei Wukai doing?

Did he get paid?