Chapter 56: The Wager

Qin Lang was in need of contribution points to exchange for the Condensing Origin Pill. Since these people had delivered themselves to his doorstep, he naturally was not going to let them off easily.

Qin Lang had already scanned them with his Black Eye Wheel Martial Spirit, and Peng Lei, the strongest among this group, had only just advanced to the third layer of the Martial Realm with an unstable aura, making him no match for him at all.

The swaggering newly admitted outer court disciples now looked like wilted eggplants, drooping their heads and not daring to meet Qin Lang's gaze.

Although they coveted those one hundred contribution points, their strength was on par with the unconscious outer court disciple, and fighting Qin Lang would only result in a beating!

"If no one else is going to challenge me, please leave. Do not block my doorway and disturb my cultivation!"

Qin Lang swept a cold glance over the crowd.

"I will!"

Peng Lei stepped out from the crowd with a confident expression. With his third-layer Martial Realm strength, his combat experience and the martial skills he practiced were far beyond what the previously beaten outer court disciple could compare to!

Peng Lei possessed absolute confidence that he could defeat Qin Lang!

"Senior Brother Peng Lei comes from a prestigious scholarly family. How could someone like Qin Lang, who crawled out of some tiny town, compare to him!"

"That's right! Senior Brother Peng Lei's strength has already reached the third layer of the Martial Realm, far stronger than Qin Lang, who is only at the second layer!"

"Senior Brother Peng Lei, flatten him! Let's see if he dares to swagger in front of us again!"

As soon as Peng Lei stepped forward, the newly admitted outer court disciples seemed to have found their backbone, shouting and cheering him on with all their might.

"Very well! But the stake for this challenge is two hundred sect contribution points. Do you have them?"

Qin Lang shrugged and looked at Peng Lei.

Peng Lei froze instantly.

He had only entered the sect a few days ago and had been busy cultivating all along, possessing only one hundred contribution points. How could he possibly have earned an extra one hundred?

"You don't even have two hundred sect contribution points? In that case, you aren't qualified to challenge my young master, oh!"

Yun'er, clever and quick-witted, instantly understood Qin Lang's intention and covered her mouth with a giggle.

"Hmph! Who will lend me one hundred contribution points? After I defeat Qin Lang, I'll pay it back double!"

Suffering a setback in front of a beauty, Peng Lei looked displeased. He borrowed one hundred contribution points from a newly admitted outer court disciple behind him, and cast a malevolent glare at Qin Lang.

"Today, I will let you know what it means to have mountains beyond mountains and people above people!"

Many outer court disciples passing by became curious and gathered around. Seeing that someone was challenging Qin Lang, excitement appeared on their faces.

"It's only the fifth day since entering the sect, and someone is already impatient to challenge Qin Lang?"

"Although it's rumored that Qin Lang's talent is heaven-defying, he is only at the second layer of the Martial Realm. I wonder if he can win this challenge?"

"You don't know, do you? The one challenging him, Peng Lei, is the second son of the Shanhai City Lord. He has powerful talent and astonishing combat prowess, having once fought eight second-layer Martial Realm practitioners single-handedly without defeat. His strength is probably even greater now!"

"If that's the case, won't Qin Lang's defeat be certain?"

The crowd discussed animatedly. Word spread quickly, and more and more outer court disciples surged toward the spot, wanting to witness the outcome of this challenge with their own eyes.

Qin Jian and Qin Yue also came out from their courtyard. Hearing the discussions of the crowd around them, they furrowed their brows slightly, secretly sweating for Qin Lang in their hearts.

"Someone is challenging Qin Lang already? Am I really a crow with an ill-omened mouth?"

In the crowd, Li Dongsheng looked at Qin Lang and Peng Lei standing opposite each other a few meters apart, and speechlessly covered his mouth.

Suddenly, the crowd parted, and an elegant youth in white slowly walked over. He wore a gentle smile, exuding boundless confidence in his every gesture.

"Even Senior Brother Xu Hao is here!"

An uproar broke out among the outer court disciples. Xu Hao's strength had already reached the ninth layer of the Martial Realm. He was an absolute standout in the outer court, just a step away from entering the inner court!

They had not expected that a challenge among newly admitted outer court disciples would actually stir up a prominent figure like Xu Hao!

Suddenly, another commotion swept through the crowd, and many outer court disciples cast burning gazes toward a fiery red figure.

A young girl in a fiery red long skirt walked over, surrounded by a crowd. Her ink-black hair fell casually over her shoulders, her nose was high-bridged, and her water-like eyes held a rebellious smile. Her entire being was like a moving flame, imposing and eye-catching.

"Even Senior Sister Ruan Hongran is here!"

Ruan Hongran, with the strength of the ninth layer of the Martial Realm, was likewise a standout in the outer court and the dream lover of many outer court disciples. Her father was an elder of the Wind and Cloud Sect, giving her considerable background. Even Xu Hao, who had previously worn a gentle smile, showed a noticeable change in expression the moment he saw Ruan Hongran, taking the initiative to walk over to her and greet her with a smile.

"Senior Brother Xu Hao, who do you think will win this fight?"

Ruan Hongran swept her gaze over Qin Lang and Peng Lei, cutting straight to the point.

"Naturally, it will be Peng Lei. I once saw Peng Lei's elder brother, Peng Jun, make a move. Their family's heritage martial skill, the 'Sky-Splitting Palm', is a middle-grade Xuan-tier martial skill—grand, forceful, and formidable. Qin Lang merely comes from some ordinary small town, so naturally he doesn't understand any powerful martial skills!

"Furthermore, Peng Lei's cultivation is one layer higher than Qin Lang's! Therefore, no matter what, Qin Lang is bound to lose this challenge!"

Xu Hao expounded leisurely, commenting with extreme arrogance. The surrounding outer court disciples felt it made a lot of sense and nodded in agreement.

"I actually feel that Qin Lang can win! Why don't the two of us also make a wager and take ten thousand contribution points as the stake?"

Ruan Hongran smiled craftily.

"It's rare for Junior Sister Ruan to have such enthusiasm, so I will accompany you for a game!"

Xu Hao smiled calmly and agreed with a nod.

"Hiss! Ten thousand contribution points! What a generous stake!"

The outer court disciples gasped in astonishment. They had no idea how long they would have to work to earn ten thousand sect contribution points, yet Ruan Hongran and Xu Hao casually pulled them out as a wager!

"Junior Brother Qin Lang, do your best! If you win, I'll give you half of the ten thousand contribution points I win!"

Flourishing her small fist, Ruan Hongran giggled at Qin Lang. Her smile was like a blooming flame rose, making the hearts of many outer court disciples race with heat.

"Very well! I certainly won't fail Senior Sister's kindness, and these contribution points are mine!"

Qin Lang nodded. Half of ten thousand contribution points was a full five thousand, which could be considered a huge windfall. Right now, what he lacked most were sect contribution points!

"Brash and boasting!"

Xu Hao looked calm and scholarly, but a trace of imperceptible coldness flashed deep within his eyes.

"Haha, you want to defeat me? Simply wishful thinking!"

Peng Lei looked confident and proud. Today, he would defeat Qin Lang in front of numerous outer court disciples, letting everyone know that he, Peng Lei, was the undisputed number one among this batch of newly admitted outer court disciples!

Amidst the expectant and excited gazes of everyone, spiritual energy surged throughout Peng Lei's body as he violently lunged toward Qin Lang, his figure as fast as lightning!

Defeating an enemy in their strongest area brought an even greater sense of achievement!

Today, Peng Lei was going to crush Qin Lang with pure speed!