Lin Xun’s comments caused the veins to bulge on Shi Yupeng’s forehead. He had lost. That shameful bastard had defeated him in front of everyone, making him feel sullen, frustrated, and humiliated.

“Let’s fight again if you have the balls!”

Shi Yunpeng bellowed, unable to accept the result. In the duel, he had been fiercely fighting for five hundred rounds and was already beginning to see the chance to win.

In the end, however, he had bafflingly been swatted out of the arena with a slap. In fact, he still didn’t quite understand what had happened.

By this time, Lin Xun had retrieved the identity token left behind by Shi Yunpeng and discovered that there were roughly three hundred points inside.

Lin Xun unhappily said, “You have too few points. If you want to fight me again, you should bring at least five hundred. Otherwise, I don’t see much point in giving you guidance.”

Shi Yunpeng’s entire body trembled in anger as he ground his teeth so hard they nearly cracked. Lin Xun was far too infuriating.

Numerous people jeered. They could not tolerate how arrogant he was acting since they were still under the impression that...