Chapter 87: Venting Anger (2)
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Aspiring to the Immortal Path Chapter 87: Venting Anger (2)

Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr

After six matches in a row, the seventh opponent was finally a little different. In terms of both reaction time and casting speed, he was a lot better.

Nevertheless, Tang Jie's onslaught swiftly blasted down his will to fight.

As that boy left, he even cried, "Why do you have to be such a bully? You don't even let me cast a single spell."

Helpless, Tang Jie could only try and soothe him. "I use the Formless Golden Body, a body-strengthening spell art from the Divine Firmament Sword Classic. Your loss was not without reason."

The student was greatly comforted to hear this.

After seven victories in a row, many people at the sparring ground had begun to pay attention to Tang Jie's battles.

Qiu Jing's group had grim expressions.

Li Huaihai sternly said, "He's fought seven matches in a row. This kid is clearly coming after us."

"I saw that ages ago," Qiu Jing scoffed. "He's come to get back his young master's dignity."

"Then he's got a lot of fighting ahead of him." Han Zhe played the cultured scion, fanning himself as he smiled. "There are several hundred people on the sparring ground. He'll have to get lucky to pull us. He might even exhaust himself to death before that happens."

At this moment, a distant voice shouted, "Zhong Han! Tang Jie!"

Zhong Han paled. "No way! So fast?"

Qiu Jing explained, "Is there even a need to ask? He must have bribed that Zhao Shuxin. That greedy ghost took our money and then took Tang Jie's. He truly working for both sides."

"Shit! Well, if it's a fight he wants, it's a fight he gets! I'm not guaranteed to lose!" Zhong Han stubbornly said.

He spoke heroically, but there was a hint of cowardice in his voice.

Upon entering the room, Zhong Han immediately used a defensive spell, but he saw that Tang Jie wasn't moving. He just looked at Zhong Han and asked, "You smashed my young master's puppet?"

"If I did, what about it?" Zhong Han proudly raised his head.

"Very good. That puppet cost my young master two thousand spirit coins. Pay up and I'll let your group go."

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Translator Notes

Getting revenge for his young master, flexing his strength, destroying weapons, and even getting first place! Truly a great day for Tang Jie!

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