Urban Wolf King
Chapter 70 - 70 70 The Bet

70: Chapter 70: The Bet 70: Chapter 70: The Bet The Serpent Spirit with the Demon Pattern attached, initially thought Wang Yan would immediately be frightened.

After all, in this world, people with Demon Patterns are extremely rare, and ordinary mortals wouldn’t know this secret at all.

However, when the Serpent Spirit looked at Wang Yan, it found that Wang Yan wasn’t at all surprised or doubtful, but instead showed a hint of interest as he carefully stared at the Serpent Spirit: “You have a Demon Pattern?”

Upon hearing Wang Yan’s question, the Serpent Spirit was stunned and hesitantly asked, “You know about the Demon Pattern?”

Wang Yan shrugged casually and said, “Yeah, everyone knows about this kind of thing.”

On hearing this, the Serpent Spirit’s face changed and said, “Nonsense, how could a mortal know about the Demon Pattern?

Tell me, how do you know?”

Wang Yan shook his head, not answering the Serpent Spirit, but instead asked, “I scattered so much realgar earlier, why wasn’t the big snake behind you scared?”

Upon hearing this, the Serpent Spirit breathed a sigh of relief and laughed heartily: “Hahaha, I thought you really knew, turns out it’s just hearsay.

Kid, the giant python behind me is not an ordinary snake, but a Soul Beast!”

“Soul Beast?

What’s that?” Wang Yan’s eyes lit up with excitement.

“A Soul Beast is a Demon Beast formed from the aggregation of Yin Souls.

It’s the breakthrough of the Demon Pattern…” Before finishing, the Serpent Spirit suddenly realized and cursed: “You little brat, you’re trying to bait me into speaking.

I’ll kill you, and once you’re in hell, you’ll know everything.”

With that, the Serpent Spirit leaped forward, raising a hand to strike Wang Yan.

With the Demon Pattern attached, the Serpent Spirit’s speed was as elusive as a Snake Charm, seeming to have just leapt yet instantly appeared in front of Wang Yan.

Using the power of the Demon Pattern to kill a mortal, the Serpent Spirit had already regarded Wang Yan highly, and wouldn’t have done this if Wang Yan hadn’t destroyed his thousands of Bamboo Leaf Green snakes.

Thus, with just this one move, the Serpent Spirit was confident it could kill Wang Yan under its palm.

However, after delivering this strike, which should have landed on Wang Yan, the Serpent Spirit found its palm falling into emptiness, not hitting any solid object at all.

Upon a closer look, the Serpent Spirit saw that Wang Yan, who had just been standing in front of it, suddenly disappeared.

The Serpent Spirit was startled and quickly turned around, only to find Wang Yan already standing beside the giant python, looking at it with great interest.

The giant python was taken aback by Wang Yan’s sudden appearance, immediately raising its huge snake head and spitting out a sharp hiss, watching Wang Yan warily.

Wang Yan didn’t care about the murderous intent in the giant python’s eyes and said while observing carefully, “Indeed, this snake is quite extraordinary.”

Seeing Wang Yan daringly provoke the giant python, the Serpent Spirit laughed in anger and said, “You’re a reckless fool.

Since you want to be my python’s snack, I’ll fulfill your wish.”

As soon as the Serpent Spirit finished speaking, the giant python opened its mouth wide, swallowing towards Wang Yan.

The mouth of the giant python was huge, like a black hole, approaching Wang Yan.

Wang Yan leaped back lightly, easily avoiding the python’s strike.

The python twisted its head, immediately sweeping to bite Wang Yan.

Wang Yan lightly jumped and leaped over the snake’s head.

Just as Wang Yan jumped onto the snake’s head, the python’s tongue shot up, curled upwards towards Wang Yan.

The snake’s tongue was soft and slippery, covered in mucus, quite disgusting.

However, just as the tongue came flying, Wang Yan’s body sank down, landing on the snake’s head, causing the tongue to miss its target.

The tongue, being extremely soft, quickly chased down like a whip towards Wang Yan.

Wang Yan stomped his feet on the snake’s head.

With great force, Wang Yan’s stomp caused the python’s head to fall heavily to the ground, and the tongue also fell, losing its mark.

With the power of this stomp, Wang Yan soared into the sky like a cannonball, then lightly landed on the ground.

Seeing the snake’s head crash down, leaving the giant python dizzy, Wang Yan shook his head and said, “This big snake, apart from its size, doesn’t seem too terrifying.”

Seeing Wang Yan repeatedly avoid the python’s attacks and even kick the python, the Serpent Spirit was greatly shocked.

It carefully observed Wang Yan again but couldn’t detect any power of the Demon Pattern from him.

The Serpent Spirit thought to itself, “This kid is too strange, his speed is fast, and his strength is great.

If there weren’t any fluctuation of the Demon Pattern on him, I’d really think he’s one of our own.

No wonder so many have returned utterly defeated; it makes sense now.”

Although Wang Yan’s speed and strength were astonishing, they were still within the realm of mortals, and the Serpent Spirit believed it wouldn’t be difficult to kill Wang Yan.

But considering Wang Yan’s terrifying speed, if it frightened him and he managed to escape, catching him again wouldn’t be easy.

Quickly plotting, the Serpent Spirit smiled slightly and said, “Kid, seeing how well you fight, I’ve developed an admiration for you.

You should know this place is the Cyan Snake Martial Arts Hall, and I admire those who practice martial arts.

So, I want to make a bet with you.

We might have had some misunderstandings before, so why not resolve them with a bet, how about it?”

Wang Yan slightly raised his lip and asked, “What’s the bet?”

The Serpent Spirit said, “I’ll have the python stand there without moving, and you can use any method to attack it.

If you can harm the python, I’ll consider it my loss, forget past grievances, and escort you out of the Cyan Snake Martial Arts Hall.

If you can’t harm it, then you must apologize to me and stay in my Cyan Snake Martial Arts Hall for three months without leaving.

How about that?”

The Serpent Spirit’s wager seemed very reasonable, presenting a posture of turning hostility into friendship.

Looking at the Serpent Spirit, it showed a kindly expression, filled with an innocent smile.

Wang Yan twitched his nose, but a barely perceptible smirk appeared on his face, though he smiled and said, “Sure, I agree.”

Seeing Wang Yan agree, the Serpent Spirit was overjoyed, thinking to itself, “Kid, just wait, my python is as hard as a diamond, neither a knife nor a spear can harm it, even bullets can’t penetrate it.

I’ll let you attack, and when you’re off guard, the python will swallow you in one bite.”

Then, they saw Wang Yan slowly walking toward the python, which truly stood there motionless as if obeying the Serpent Spirit’s orders.

Wang Yan smiled and said, “So you really won’t move, then I’ll hit you now.”

With that, Wang Yan flew with one kick toward the python’s vital point.

To strike a snake, hit its seven-inch mark.

This kick from Wang Yan was forceful, with the wind howling.

Yet, the python didn’t move at all, taking Wang Yan’s kick entirely without flinching.

With a “clang,” Wang Yan’s kick sounded as if it hit hardened steel, producing a crisp sound, but the python remained unmoved.

Wang Yan was surprised and sighed, “What a tough snake skin.

No good, I can’t fight empty-handed.”

Looking around, Wang Yan suddenly saw a long blade placed at the corner of a bamboo house.

Wang Yan leaped into the bamboo house, grabbed the long blade, turned around, returned to the python, swung the blade towards the snake’s head.

With another “clanging” sound, the long blade hit the snake’s body, sparks flying, and the blade broke in two with a “clang,” the tip of the broken blade falling to the ground.

Wang Yan tossed away the half blade, shook his head again, and said, “Amazing, really amazing, but I don’t believe I can’t hurt you.”

With that, Wang Yan’s hand seized towards the giant python.

Seeing this, the Serpent Spirit inwardly sneered, thinking, “It’s just to let you attack without worry, now the python can move.”

They saw the python’s tail quietly curling up, advancing toward Wang Yan’s back, slowly moving toward him.

At this time, Wang Yan’s hand was about to fall on the python’s body.

Compared to the failure of Wang Yan’s earlier kick and cut, the Serpent Spirit didn’t care about this grab, focusing instead on the slowly moving tail.

At this moment, a faint blue light appeared behind Wang Yan, followed by his eyes blazing with a sharp light, like a giant wolf emitting a chilling frost-like glow.

Among his even teeth, one on each side was slightly sharper, like the fangs of a giant wolf.

Wang Yan emitted a wolf-like icy and fierce aura all over.

“Demon Pattern Divine Technique!” exclaimed the Serpent Spirit as it couldn’t help but shout in surprise.

But it was too late; Wang Yan’s grab had already reached the python’s body.

Just moments ago, the python was as hard as steel, but now, with Wang Yan’s grasp, it was as if it crumbled beneath his touch.