"Benefits?" Yu Heng was stunned on the spot!
You've beaten me up this badly, and you still want benefits?
What kind of person are you!
"Of course, I never do anything without benefits, and besides, you're the one who started this fight today!"
Zhang Ergou chuckled, his expression slightly lewd.
Yu Heng's face turned a shade of purple, half from the beating, half from anger.
I've seen bullies, but never someone this much of a bully!
I, the true disciple of the peak master of Xiayang Peak, was defeated after challenging someone, and now I'm begging for mercy and being extorted for benefits.
Don't I have any dignity?
Yu Heng grumbled inwardly, looking at Zhang Ergou with a strange gaze.
Where did this kid come from, why doesn't he play by the rules? He looks like he came from a bandit background.
Seeing Yu Heng lower his head in silence, Zhang Ergou didn't slow down his attack.
A flurry of punches and kicks, elbows landing with solid thuds, Yu Heng could only defend passively.
"Senior Brother Yu Heng, what do you think?" Zhang Ergou asked while continuing his assault, looking at the struggling Yu Heng.
Yu Heng now had the urge to kill Zhang Ergou.
If it weren't for the need to save face, would he have lowered himself to beg this kid to pretend to fight to a draw?
But Zhang Ergou, of all people, was demanding benefits! If this were seen by the disciples of the Misty Sect in full view of everyone,
How would he be able to get by in the Misty Sect after this?
"Zhang Ergou, are you really going to make things difficult for me?" Yu Heng asked coldly.
"What makes Senior Brother Yu Heng say that?" Zhang Ergou asked, somewhat bewildered. As he spoke, his movements also slowed down slightly.
"Do you truly not know, or are you deliberately playing dumb?" Yu Heng's gaze towards Zhang Ergou turned icy.
Yu Heng valued his reputation above all else. Losing was not as terrifying as losing face.
Zhang Ergou's repeated words were all provoking his bottom line.
"What are you talking about?" Zhang Ergou was genuinely speechless.
"Since you want to play ignorant like this, then don't blame me. I'll fight you to the death!" Yu Heng completely abandoned his defense.
"Ah!"
With a loud roar, Yu Heng's eyes turned red. He moved his hands away from his head and began to counterattack Zhang Ergou.
Although his primary cultivation was in spells, as a cultivator with wood-element spirit roots, Yu Heng was still quite strong.
In an instant, he almost broke free from Zhang Ergou's restraint. However, Zhang Ergou had practiced the Lion Heart Rage, a terrifying close-combat skill.
How could he let Yu Heng escape so easily?
Yu Heng, as if greatly provoked, charged at Zhang Ergou without any method.
Bang!
Zhang Ergou raised a leg and delivered a spinning kick, knocking Yu Heng to the ground.
But Yu Heng didn't stay down. He got up again, his eyes still red, and charged at Zhang Ergou once more.
"What's wrong with Senior Brother Yu Heng? He's clearly not good at close combat, so why is he charging in again?"
"I don't know. It seems like Zhang Ergou said something to him, which enraged Senior Brother Yu Heng!"
"But he doesn't need to charge in and get beaten, can't he just run away?"
"Senior Brother Yu Heng values his face the most. Although he usually puts on a cold front, anyone who makes him lose face will be remembered for a long time."
"I suppose Zhang Ergou's blow was too great, and he wants to regain some face."
The disciples in the stands were all dumbfounded. Yu Heng was charging at Zhang Ergou recklessly. If someone who didn't know the truth saw this,
They would think that Zhang Ergou was the one with higher cultivation, and Yu Heng was the one with lower cultivation.
"Are you crazy?"
After kicking Yu Heng to the ground again, Zhang Ergou asked with a slight frown.
"Zhang Ergou, since you're destined to make me lose face today, I'll risk my life to make you pay something!"
Zhang Ergou was utterly confused: "Made you lose face? What are you talking about?"
"Didn't you just ask for benefits?" Yu Heng looked at Zhang Ergou with extreme anger. He was trembling as he stood up.
If it weren't for his strong willpower, he would have collapsed at any moment.
"Yes, but how does that relate to me losing face?"
"Don't you know that I, Yu Heng, value my face the most? If I were to give you benefits in front of everyone, what would people think of me?"
Yu Heng said angrily, but his voice was kept very low, as if afraid of being overheard.
"How will I be able to get by in the Misty Sect after that?"
Uh!
Zhang Ergou finally understood the peculiar psychology of this senior brother who initially seemed quite cold.
"If you're afraid of losing face, then you shouldn't have challenged me!"
"Now you're losing and you want to negotiate peace, but you don't want to give anything up."
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Zhang Ergou was also angered. He had seen odd people before, but never someone this odd.
What kind of peculiar disciples did Xiayang Peak cultivate?
"You challenged first, and now you don't want to lose face, nor do you want to pay any price. Is there such a good thing in the world?"
"Who gave you the courage to grow so tall and have such a big face? My Senior Brother Yu!"
Saying that, Zhang Ergou ran with a boost and delivered a sidekick to Yu Heng's head.
Bang!
Yu Heng's strong body made contact with the ground again.
This time, Zhang Ergou didn't let him get up. Yu Heng's words had exhausted his patience.
Riding on Yu Heng, Zhang Ergou began to rummage through Yu Heng's possessions for anything valuable.
First, he took off the storage ring on Yu Heng's finger, then he started to remove valuable jade pendants and necklaces from Yu Heng's body.
Yu Heng glanced at him and immediately his eyes widened, and he fainted.
"This child, his psychological resilience is still too weak!" Patting Yu Heng's head, Zhang Ergou continued his actions.
"What's going on? Zhang Ergou, that bandit, is at it again!"
"Zhang Ergou is simply not human, but a real dog! Senior Brother Yu Heng has fainted, and he still won't stop!"
"Too tragic, too tragic. Zhang Ergou is too cruel!"
The crowd in the stands began to criticize Zhang Ergou's actions loudly, but it didn't affect Zhang Ergou's movements at all.
After robbing Yu Heng of all his valuables, Zhang Ergou stood up, picked up the Ghost Spear Tianwen from the training ground, and prepared to leave.
"Zhang Ergou, you defeated Yu Heng, and you think you can just leave like this?"
A cold voice echoed. Looking up, Zhang Ergou saw a young man in white clothes leaping onto the training ground.
His movement technique was graceful, causing a flurry of screams from the female disciples.
"Who are you?" Zhang Ergou, who was about to turn and leave, asked with a frown.
"I am the true disciple of Qiuyang Peak's peak master, Yun Feng."
The young man in white looked directly at Zhang Ergou, with a hint of arrogance on his face.
"Sorry, never heard of you!" Saying that, Zhang Ergou turned to leave.
"Are you trying to leave after injuring someone?" a furious roar came from behind.
Then, Zhang Ergou felt a gust of palm wind strike his back.
Despicable!