Chapter 29 The Bet

The so-called Overlapping Wave Heart Palm was a martial technique that used the primal power within the body to resonate with the primal power of heaven and earth, harming the enemy through amplitude.

It was like throwing a pebble into water, causing ripples to spread outward.

Easy to describe, but as difficult as ascending to heaven to execute.

The primal power of heaven and earth was inherently ethereal; to achieve resonance, one needed an extremely profound understanding of it.

For martial artists, cultivating primal power was like instinct—they simply gathered it according to the corresponding technique.

They knew the how, but not the why.

Although every martial artist cultivated primal power, if asked what primal power was, probably no one could say.

Only as their realm grew higher would martial artists deepen their understanding of primal power.

When still ignorant about primal power, to master the Overlapping Wave Heart Palm, one could only rely on constant practice to slowly grope for that degree of fit—that was why this palm technique was so difficult to learn.

Ye Yuan, having possessed a very high realm in his previous life and achieved great mastery in alchemy, found it much simpler to practice this technique.

Slowly raising his right palm, a faint yellow light condensed at his palm center, forming a small vortex.

With a single palm strike, the faint yellow light spread like water ripples, stirring layers of halos.

“Bang!”

The wall caved in deeply, deeper than before.

Overlapping Wave Heart Palm, First Wave!

Ye Yuan had executed it on his second strike!

“Hmm, this is the feeling. But it’s still not stable, and the casting time is a bit long. I need more practice,” Ye Yuan muttered to himself.

…

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

That morning, the martial arena was packed to overflowing.

After three days of fermentation, the life-and-death battle between Ye Yuan and Fei Qingping was known to almost everyone in the Danwu Academy.

This world never lacked people who loved to watch a spectacle, no matter where.

Although the combatants in this life-and-death battle were only minor figures, since it was a life-and-death battle, one side would die—how could such a spectacle be missed?

After all, no life-and-death battle had occurred in the Danwu Academy for over two years.

Before the life-and-death battle began, everyone was already discussing in small groups.

“Who do you think will win?”

Another person looked at him as if he were an idiot: “Are you brain-dead? Third level of Primal Force against fourth level—what’s there to guess? Do you think that Ye Yuan is Senior Brother Long?”

“Hehe, you never know. Maybe Ye Yuan has some trick up his sleeve? Didn’t you hear he’s been in seclusion these past few days? Maybe when he shows up, he’ll already be at the fourth level of Primal Force?” The first speaker didn’t mind and chuckled.

His words were met with disdain again: “Cramming at the last minute—what use is that? It’s not just Ye Yuan in seclusion; Fei Qingping has also been in seclusion for three days. I heard Fei Qingping has been stuck at the fourth level of Primal Force for a long time. Maybe this time he’ll break through to the fifth level. That Ye Yuan is dead meat.”

“That’s not certain! I heard that Ye Yuan somehow learned the Flash, and at the grand completion level at that. That almost puts him in an invincible position.”

“The Flash? What use is it? Offensive power is garbage, realm is garbage. Can he keep using the Flash? In the end, when his primal power runs out, he’ll still be killed. Besides, the Flash is powerful, but it’s not invincible, okay?”

“My guess is that Ye Yuan’s three days of seclusion are to make up for his shortcomings. It’s hard to raise his realm in such a short time, so he’s probably practicing some powerful martial technique. I heard he went to the Scripture Depository two days ago. By the way, wasn’t Senior Brother Zhao on duty that day? Senior Brother Zhao, what technique did Ye Yuan choose?”

Zhao Chunyang, who had been listening to the strength analysis, didn’t expect the topic to suddenly turn to him.

When asked, he directly replied, “It was the Overlapping Wave Heart Palm.”

“Pfft! I told you, that Ye Yuan is unreliable! Why pick that technique of all things? Even Senior Brother Long took a month to master the First Wave. Does Ye Yuan really think he’s better than Senior Brother Long? Even if he is, how long would he take to master the First Wave? Half a month? Ten days? Seven days? Hahaha…” The more he spoke, the funnier he found it, and he couldn’t help bursting into laughter.

“Uh, so it’s that technique? I was hoping he might create a miracle and pull off an upset by killing Fei Qingping. Looks like I was overthinking it. This life-and-death battle probably isn’t worth watching. That Ye Yuan is dead for sure.”

“I told you it wasn’t worth watching, but you wouldn’t believe me! That Ye Yuan is a complete playboy, forcibly boosted two realms by his old man. What combat ability does he have? If it weren’t a life-and-death battle, I wouldn’t even bother coming. Guess how many moves before Fei Qingping kills him?”

“This… twenty moves… maybe?” the man said uncertainly.

“Twenty moves? You’re dreaming! At most five moves!”

“Senior Brother Zhao, what do you think?” the man asked Zhao Chunyang again.

“Uh… I’m not too sure either, but I think Ye Yuan might have a chance,” Zhao Chunyang replied.

For some reason, after meeting Ye Yuan that day, Zhao Chunyang felt something might happen. But all signs pointed to Ye Yuan being unable to win, and Zhao Chunyang didn’t know why he had that feeling.

The man thought he had misheard and was about to speak when another voice sounded behind him.

“Ten moves, Junior Brother Ye wins!”

The voice was not concealed, and many people around heard it.

“Swish, swish, swish.”

The sound was like a bomb exploding, drawing the eyes of everyone around.

Until then, all opinions had been one-sided, believing Ye Yuan couldn’t win. Many had predicted how many moves it would take for Ye Yuan to lose, like the two earlier.

So this voice was quite unconventional, bringing all discussion to a halt.

“Tang Yu, are you okay?” Someone recognized the newcomer—it was Tang Yu, who had returned to the Danwu Academy with Ye Yuan. Beside him was a little girl, Lü’er.

“Yeah, Tang Yu, I heard you’ve been hanging around that idiot lately. Could it be you’ve become an idiot too?”

“Hahaha…”

The fact that Tang Yu had returned with Ye Yuan naturally couldn’t be hidden from others; it had been dug up in the past few days.

Tang Yu’s indifferent gaze swept over the crowd, and he sneered, “One hundred Primal Force Pills. Who dares to bet?”

Tang Yu’s words plunged everyone into silence again, but the looks they gave him were more like looking at a fool.

“Tang Yu, have you really lost your mind?”

“Enough nonsense. If I lose, I’ll pay each of you one hundred Primal Force Pills. If I win, each of you pays me one hundred Primal Force Pills. If you don’t dare, then shut up!” Tang Yu was now exuding dominance.

Sure enough, as soon as he said that, many immediately shut their mouths.

One hundred Primal Force Pills was no small amount—almost three months’ supply for them. Although many didn’t care, it was enough to make most people feel the pinch for months.

“Bet then. Who’s afraid of you? But there are at least a few hundred people here. If you lose, can you afford to pay?” At this point, someone who was close to Wan Yuan naturally couldn’t stand it and immediately jumped out.

Tang Yu sneered and took out a bottle of pills.

“Super-grade Primal Force Pills! Gasp… all super-grade Primal Force Pills!” The man was stunned.

One super-grade Primal Force Pill was worth ten ordinary top-grade Primal Force Pills. These pills had been refined by Ye Yuan before his seclusion; he had anticipated this scene and planned to make a killing.

“I’ll bet with you!”

Everyone turned to look, seeing Wan Yuan leading Liu Ruoshui, Fei Qingping, and others filing in.