Chapter 1958: 1957: All-Heaven Academy, The Wager

Capítulo 1958: Chapter 1957: All-Heaven Academy, The Wager

Several young men and women, all wearing a uniform of blue robes with white scarves, approached.

This group exuded grace and had noble features.

Moreover, each carried a magic artifact, indicating their extraordinary backgrounds.

Among them was a young man named Song Chang’an.

He looked at Xu Zimei and sneered, “A single glance to comprehend supernatural abilities, who do you think you are?

You’re merely deceiving these lowly people.”

He glanced at Xin Laowu with eyes full of disdain.

For someone like Xin Laowu, he likely viewed their profession as lowly.

“Whether I can comprehend it or not, what does that have to do with you, gossiping like a fishwife,” Xu Zimei sneered.

“And who are you?”

“Guest, say no more,” Xin Laowu quickly tugged at Xu Zimei’s sleeve.

He apologized to the young men and women, “Noble students of the All-Heaven Academy, please don’t take offense.

This guest is visiting Victory City for the first time and knows nothing.”

“Senior, let’s go,” a young girl in colorful clothing tugged at Song Chang’an and said quietly.

“Why make things difficult for those trying to make a living?

Aren’t we here to comprehend the supernatural? Finding a good spot is more important.”

“Junior sister, don’t worry, I’ve already reserved a spot, a few moments won’t matter,” Song Chang’an said with a smile.

“I just want to teach some outsiders to learn the rules.

Moreover, I’ve been comprehending the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha for a long time, and all I have are some insights.

This person claims to have grasped it in one look, it’s hard for me not to teach him a lesson.”

“You’re just foolish and can’t stand those smarter than you?” Xu Zimei was feeling a bit impatient.

He waved his hand as if shooing away flies, and said, “Get lost, while I’m still disinterested in drawing my sword, don’t seek death.

Whether you’re from the All-Heaven Academy or other forces, it makes no difference to me.”

Hearing this, not only Song Chang’an but everyone present felt Xu Zimei was being quite arrogant.

Xin Laowu, who initially wanted to intervene, now hid to the side, too afraid to speak.

“How dare you look down on our All-Heaven Academy,” a young man with red hair, as strong as an ox, adjacent to Song Chang’an shouted.

His name was Niu He.

“What if I look down on them? If all students at this so-called All-Heaven Academy are like you,

then the academy is indeed useless,” Xu Zimei replied.

“Guest, please stop, the All-Heaven Academy is one of the Nine Great Sovereigns.

Their students are spread throughout the Robbery Immortal Domain; to offend them is to have no place in heaven or earth.”

Xin Laowu kindly reminded.

“What do you mean, making it sound as if we abuse our power,” Song Chang’an was displeased.

He said, “Let’s have a fair competition centered on the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha.

Whoever comprehends its supernatural ability first wins.”

At this point, Song Chang’an paused for a moment to think.

With a mischievous smile, he added, “As for the bet, the loser has to strip and run around the Inner City, how about that?”

Song Chang’an’s words immediately drew opposition from those nearby.

“Senior, that’s not appropriate.”

“You’re a student of the All-Heaven Academy, how can you engage in such competition with common folk?”

The students were against it.

Before Song Chang’an could respond, a voice of disdain came from the side.

“So what if they’re students of the All-Heaven Academy, do they think themselves above everyone else, not willing to accept defeat?”

The owner of the voice was a woman impersonating a man.

In the guise of a graceful young gentleman, she wore Han clothing and held a folding fan.

She was accompanied by an elder and several guards, indicating a high status.

“Shu Yuheng of Nine Swords Mountain?”

The people from the All-Heaven Academy quickly recognized her.

Although Nine Swords Mountain isn’t one of the Nine Great Sovereigns, it is still a top-tier power.

Especially Shu Yuheng, who is the Young Lord of the Mountain at Nine Swords Mountain, with a status higher than most.

Shu Yuheng had a faint scent of gardenias.

She walked over, smiling, “Are the students of All-Heaven Academy unable to accept defeat?”

“Shu Yuheng, what does this have to do with you,” Niu He asked, face darkened.

He had a grudge with Shu Yuheng.

During the last Nine Sects Tournament, he was defeated by her.

So for the past few years, Niu He has been training hard to overcome her in the next tournament.

“I can’t stand watching, what of it?” Shu Yuheng replied haughtily.

Patting Xu Zimei’s shoulder, she added, “Don’t worry, I’ll back you up.”

“I don’t need anyone to back me,” Xu Zimei glanced at her and said calmly.

“Oh, seems like he doesn’t appreciate the gesture. Some people are overly sentimental,” Niu He laughed loudly.

Shu Yuheng was taken aback, not expecting Xu Zimei to be so ungrateful.

But she wasn’t angry, just squinted and smiled, “Then I’ll just watch the show and see who ends up stripping to run laps.”

“Young Lord,” the accompanying elder’s face changed, quickly reminding her.

Although the Young Lord likes to dress as a man, she is still a woman; how could she watch such unsightly things?

“I’m just joking,” Shu Yuheng laughed, giving the elder some face.

Xu Zimei looked back at Song Chang’an and said, “If you want to bet, then let’s bet.”

He looked at the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha and asked, “Shall we start now?”

“Begin,” Song Chang’an sat cross-legged immediately.

In an instant, he seemed to blend with the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha.

A powerful aura surged forth, and Buddhist essence emanated from him.

Witnessing this, the people from the All-Heaven Academy were all delighted.

“Senior Song has grasped the essence, victory is assured, no wonder he dared to bet.

That guy, coming to Victory City for the first time, he’s dead meat.”

They said so, their eyes falling on Xu Zimei.

They wanted to see where his confidence came from, daring to bet with Song Chang’an.

“The power of Heaven and Earth’s supernatural ability is right before you, easily attainable.

Yet it’s laughable that mediocrity can’t see it.”

Xu Zimei shook his head.

He extended his right hand, mimicking the gesture of the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha.

At this moment, it seemed as if Xu Zimei influenced this space, creating an illusion among the crowd.

He was identical to the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha, as if transformed into it.

“Withering Meditation Palm.”

Xu Zimei murmured.

At this moment, a radiant Buddha light surged to the sky, merging Xu Zimei with the Sorrowful Heaven Buddha.

A powerful palm of Buddha directly exploded towards the void, enveloping the entire Firmament.

“Did he… did he comprehend it?”

The crowd was dumbfounded, speechless.

“Impossible, no one can learn it at a glance.”

“This supernatural ability is both difficult and not,” Shu Yuheng said, her eyes narrowed.

“Supernatural ability itself is a great power of Heaven and Earth.

Whoever attains this power attains the supernatural ability.”