Jiang Nan looked at Wei Teng’s middle finger, which was bandaged so thickly that it resembled a sausage, with an expression of heartfelt pain.
“I must tell you, my excellent disciple, there is actually a shortcut to mastering the finger blade.”
Wei Teng’s eyes instantly lit up with excitement. “Really, Master?”
Catching a spirit blade with your middle finger would be impossibly cool, wouldn’t it?
Jiang Nan replied, “Of course. Would your master ever lie to you? I can make your middle finger as strong as an iron pillar within 24 hours.”
“Forget refined iron. With enough force, it could even pierce tank armour.”
As he spoke, he extended his right hand and jabbed his middle finger into the ground, instantly creating a hole.
His right middle finger thrust in and out three times, turning the marble floor into a honeycomb of craters.
Wei Teng stared in stunned silence. This was no finger.
It was clearly a hydraulic impact drill.
“With this, as long as your finger strikes your opponent, you can easily win the match. I guarantee victory.”
Wei Teng swallowed hard. “Master, will you teach me? I’ll do anything.”
“I… I’ll give you some money.”
Jiang Nan waved his hand. “Oh no, how embarrassing. It’s not about the money. It’s mainly…”
“300,000.”
“How could I, as your master, take money from my disciple?”
“500,000.”
“Oh dear, I really can’t accept your money…”
“700,000.”
“Wei Teng! Are you looking down on me? Can Jiang Tiezhu’s ultimate technique be measured in money?”
“1,000,000.”
Jiang Nan’s expression turned serious. “Deal.”
He spread out his stall cloth on the ground, squatted on it, and pulled out a paralysis ring.
“Wear this on your middle finger before the match, and victory is assured.”
Wei Teng took the ring with great excitement and nodded vigorously.
Then he blinked in confusion at Jiang Nan squatting on the stall cloth.
Did it really need this much ceremony?
What Wei Teng didn’t know was that only transactions made on the stall cloth counted towards the system.
After receiving the transfer, Jiang Nan patted Wei Teng’s shoulder with a satisfied look. “How much you comprehend is up to you now.”
Wei Teng: (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧
Jiang Nan packed up his stall cloth and teleported away to the next target.
…
Niu Dabiao stared at the paralysis ring in his palm, his eyes gleaming. “This will really let me beat that Wei Teng guy?”
Jiang Nan thumped his chest. “Honest small stall, guaranteed character. When has Jiang Tiezhu ever lied?”
Niu Dabiao gritted his teeth. “Sold. By the way, you didn’t sell one to Wei Teng, did you?”
Jiang Nan: ╮(•́ω•̀٥)╭
“How could I? Put your mind completely at ease.”
Niu Dabiao nodded with a smile, transferred the money, and happily accepted the ring.
Jiang Nan, carrying his stall cloth, crept stealthily through the spectator stands, sneaking around.
Mo Tian couldn’t stop giggling. “Why does South God look more and more like an old lady selling melon seeds, drinks, and mineral water?”
Xiao Zhen looked utterly speechless. You’re supposed to be a grandmaster. Have some dignity.
This is making things very awkward for me.
In the arena, after the Qi brothers had caused chaos, the round of matches finally dragged to a close.
The veteran students who had been watching from the stands now entered the field for their own bouts. Wei Teng and Niu Dabiao also stepped up.
Each one brimmed with confidence.
“Haha, this time I’m going to dominate the whole show.”
“You? Forget it. I’m definitely the MVP of the field.”
“The rest of you can save your breath. Surrender now while you still can.”
Mo Tian and An Xiaoqi looked baffled. Why was the atmosphere so different from before? There wasn’t a trace of tension.
Everyone was acting as if they were worth millions.
Where was all this confidence coming from?
Jiang Nan chuckled to himself.
Where was the confidence coming from? Naturally, it was provided by me, Jiang Tiezhu.
On the stage, the veteran students all took their positions.
Niu Dabiao and Wei Teng faced each other.
Both burned with absolute determination to win.
Niu Dabiao glanced at Wei Teng’s plaster-cast middle finger and smirked arrogantly. “Still injured?”
“Like this. I’ll let you use only one hand, so no one can say I won unfairly.”
He tucked one hand behind his back.
Haha.
Just wait for my big surprise. I’ll poke you to death.
Wei Teng’s forehead throbbed with veins. “Let me use one hand? I don’t need the favour. I’ll let you use both.”
“Even if I only use my mouth, I can make you feel heavenly ecstasy.”
He also tucked one hand behind his back.
Hmph.
Soon you’ll witness the merciless iron hand.
Jiang Nan covered his face from the stands.
What kind of awful dialogue is this, you two?
The referee waved his hand grandly: “Begin!”
Without a word, both men kept one hand behind their backs and charged straight at each other.
In an instant, they closed the distance.
Almost simultaneously, Wei Teng and Niu Dabiao whipped out their golden right middle fingers, each wearing a paralysis ring, and thrust forcefully at the opponent.
=͟͟͞͞=͟͟͞͞(|||･᷄皿･᷅)—☞
☜—(Ő皿Őꐦ)⁼³₌₃
The moment they saw each other’s golden middle finger, both felt a jolt in their hearts and their minds went blank.
Damn it!
Jiang Nan!!! You bloody…
But the momentum was too great, the arrow already loosed. There was no turning back.
It was now a race to see who struck first.
“Pfft!” Two sounds rang out.
Both middle fingers simultaneously stabbed into the opponent’s chest.
(ꐦ´༎ຶ益༎ຶ)☛✧☚(ಥ益ಥ|||)
In that instant, both were paralysed.
Their muscles spasmed all over, their faces contorted together, tears streaming down as if a thousand needles were piercing them at once.
Their bodies froze in place, unable to move, and the overwhelming sensation brought tears of emotion.
They let out two inhuman wails.
“Wooaooo~”
“Yaaaooo~”
The two shrieks startled Guan Hu, who stared at them in shock. What was going on?
Why were they just standing there frozen? Fight!
Did I send you up there to play statues?
At this moment, Wei Teng and Niu Dabiao glared at each other with bloodshot eyes, cursing furiously in their minds.
[Resentment value from Wei Teng +1000!]
[Resentment value from Niu Dabiao +1000!]
Wasn’t this supposed to be an extremely rare secret treasure for victory?
Wasn’t the supply strictly limited?
Why did everyone have one?
Jiang Nan, doesn’t your conscience hurt?
Aaaargh!
Both Wei Teng and Niu Dabiao were platinum rank, so the paralysis lasted only about 15 seconds.
Unfortunately, their middle fingers were still embedded in each other’s chests. As soon as one paralysis round ended…
Accompanied by two cries of utter despair, a new round of paralysis began.
The paralysis rings wouldn’t stop until deactivated.
Infinite paralysis loop? Seriously?
Their resentment values skyrocketed. This is no way to do business.
[From Wei Teng…]
[From…]
Crucially, it wasn’t just Wei Teng and Niu Dabiao on the stage.
Every contestant was poking their opponent with their middle finger, faces twisted ferociously, veins bulging.
All frozen in place, resentment value list refreshing frantically.
Guan Hu was completely baffled. Why wasn’t anyone moving?
What was happening? It was supposed to be a heated battle, now it’s a total freeze.
What are you all staring at with those bulging eyes?
The veteran students in the stands were equally confused.
“What the hell? This is way too boring. Are they trying to stare each other to death?”
“No! They must be playing the game where whoever blinks first is an idiot.”
“Definitely. Look, from not blinking for so long, they’re all crying.”
“Where’s the promised ranking tournament? I’m watching nothing here.”
An Xiaoqi and Mo Tian looked suspiciously at Jiang Nan.
Jiang Nan stood with hands in pockets, whistling innocently.
“(٥´◔з◔`) Ah~ ah well! Xuexue’s match over there is probably almost finished. I should go cheer for them.”
“Little Dimple! Let’s go~”
If he didn’t leave now, when would he?
Mo Tian and An Xiaoqi exchanged glances. Hey, hey! This guy definitely caused it, right?
After causing trouble here and making his money, he wants to run?
Jiang Nan chuckled happily. This wave earned him 42 million here.
Plus Gao Xingyu’s 10 million. After the split, he wouldn’t keep much cash, but the skill points were real.
He had 520,000 skill points left before, plus 514,800 converted this time, bringing the total to over 1.03 million.
Without hesitation, Jiang Nan poured them into Vigorous Diamond Finger.
[Adding skill points: 1,000,000!]
[Skill upgraded! Vigorous Diamond Finger (Grandmaster): MAX!]
The newly gained skill points were once again reduced to just over 30,000.
But Jiang Nan wasn’t worried. He could always earn more.
Just then, a huge explosion sounded from the new student arena area, followed by waves of shocked exclamations.
Zhong Yingxue’s anxious voice carried from far away.
“Yaoyao!”
Jiang Nan’s heart tightened, and he instantly teleported over.
