Chapter 8: Open Your Dog Eyes!

"How about it? Dare to bet?" Yang Shi sneered. He had the same idea, which is why he proposed this wager.

"Why wouldn't I dare?" Su Lang laughed heartily. "But, let's change the stakes a bit! If you lose, not only do you give me 50 gold coins, but you also have to strip naked and run three laps around the Martial Union building, shouting 'I'm a genius' each time. How about that?"

"Fine, that's the deal!" Yang Shi's face was full of confidence. After saying this, he started to walk back towards the line.

"Hold on."

Su Lang waved his hand with a smile.

"What? Having second thoughts now?" Yang Shi sneered. "It's too late to back out now, Su Lang the genius!"

"No, no, no!" Su Lang smiled faintly. "I think our verbal agreement isn't formal enough. It's safer to have it in writing, signed and sealed."

"Huh!?" Yang Shi chuckled in disbelief, then looked around. "Signed and sealed? Does he really think he's going to win?"

"Yeah, this is ridiculous, signing and sealing an agreement?"

"Encountering this Su Lang, I've really seen it all!"

"He's a trash talent, daring to bet against a Martial Artist Candidate, and now he wants a signed agreement. This is truly a joke!"

"Oh my, why are you all laughing? He's so serious, he must have confidence he'll win."

". . ."

More and more people gathered around.

Everyone either looked incredulous or mocked him. No one believed Su Lang could win.

"Alright, since you're so serious about it, I'll generously agree," Yang Shi said, shrugging and approaching the window. "Miss, can I borrow pen and paper?"

"Of course, no problem!"

The heavily made-up woman's attitude towards Yang Shi changed completely, full of flattery and flirtation.

She handed the pen and paper to Yang Shi, pretending to casually brush her hand against his fingers.

"Haha."

Yang Shi chuckled and took the pen, writing down the terms of the bet. After signing it with his full name, he handed it to Su Lang. "Your turn, our genius!"

At this remark, the surrounding people burst into laughter.

"Heh."

Su Lang smiled noncommittally, took the pen and signed his name.

"So, this bet is now official."

Without even looking at Su Lang's name, Yang Shi said, "I'll be waiting for you to fulfill the punishment, hahaha!"

"Same to you," Su Lang smiled faintly. "I'll also be waiting for you to fulfill the punishment. And in fact, it's happening right now!"

"What!?" Yang Shi and the onlookers were stunned, bursting into sneers.

Just then.

"System, let me break through!"

Su Lang's mind moved, and an instant wave of breakthrough-specific fluctuations emanated from his body.

Due to the medicinal properties still settling in his body, his cultivation speed was still faster than that of a flawless talent!

Since breaking through to Primary Body Tempering until now, three or four hours had passed, and the white figure had already turned into gold.

If it weren't for chatting with Yang Shi earlier, Su Lang would have broken through already.

"Huh? What's this feeling?"

"It seems like that trash just broke through to Intermediate Body Tempering?"

"No way, are you kidding me!"

". . ."

Su Lang's breakthrough phenomenon was clear to everyone, and although they understood, they were unwilling to believe because it was too incredible.

"What the hell!?" Yang Shi also stared blankly at Su Lang, his face full of disbelief.

"Hey, a bet's a bet," Su Lang said with a smile, waving the agreement in his hand. "Please bring the 50 gold coins for the bet, then strip naked and run three laps around the Martial Union building, shouting 'I'm a genius,' so everyone can get to know you!"

"No, this can't be possible! How could you break through to Intermediate Body Tempering so quickly?" Yang Shi's face alternated between pale and flushed. He said fiercely, "You must have cheated, using some method to simulate the breakthrough fluctuations!"

"Cheated? Open your dog eyes!" Su Lang sneered, placing his hand on a crystal next to the window. Instantly, two white light spots lit up on the crystal.