Zhou Hong signed his name with his own blood without a word.
"Hahaha, Zhou Hong, I think you're truly blinded by ambition. But it doesn't matter. As long as you've signed your name, even if you don't dare to go to the duel stage, I can kill you on the way, and the Taigu Academy won't say anything." Zhang Wenbo quickly snatched the duel challenge, as if afraid Zhou Hong would regain his senses, and stuffed it into his mouth to eat in one gulp.
"Hmph, which eye of yours saw me signing this name while blinded by ambition?" Zhou Hong pouted, his eyes incredibly calm.
Zhang Wenbo's brows furrowed deeply. He had thought Zhou Hong was provoked and signed impulsively, but he didn't expect Zhou Hong to remain so calm.
"You weren't impulsive?"
"Of course not?"
"Zhou Hong, you're at the late stage of Heart Movement, are you not afraid of my mid-stage Golden Core? I can crush you with one finger. Yet you dare to say you calmly accepted my death duel." Zhang Wenbo found Zhou Hong unfathomable.
"Zhang Wenbo, you arrange the time for the duel yourself. Announce it on the Taigu Academy notice board one day in advance, and I will be ready anytime. However, don't blame me for not warning you, if you die then, your family had better not come looking for trouble with me." Zhou Hong turned and left after speaking.
Zhang Wenbo grew more and more perplexed. What confidence did Zhou Hong have?
"Hmph, a mid-stage Golden Core like me wants to scare me?" Zhang Wenbo couldn't help but sneer. No matter what magical artifact he possessed, he wouldn't have a chance to turn the tables, as the gap between them was simply too vast.
Ye Ziran sighed helplessly. She hadn't expected things to reach this point between them.
"Wenbo, why don't you cancel the death duel? I see Zhou Hong is very confident. What if he has some hidden trump card..." Ye Ziran quickly tried to persuade him.
"Ziran, I'm mid-stage Golden Core, do you think I'm afraid of him? He's late-stage Heart Movement, what trump card could he possibly have? Even if he had a heavenly-grade magical artifact, he wouldn't be able to activate it. Moreover, don't I have life-saving treasures? You underestimate me too much, Ziran. I'll tell you the truth, I have a puppet magical artifact whose power reaches the early stage of Nascent Soul. Who do you think I'm afraid of?" Zhang Wenbo found it incredibly amusing.
"I think this Zhou Hong is just bluffing to scare me. Besides, I also have a life-saving treasure that allows me to escape with my blood instantly at the fastest speed. The cost is merely a reduction in cultivation. Hmph, I want to see what abilities Zhou Hong has to kill me." Zhang Wenbo was filled with disdain. He came from a powerful background and was a top genius within his family. His family had long equipped him with life-saving magical artifacts to ensure he wouldn't be easily killed. The idea of him being afraid of a mere Zhou Hong was utterly ridiculous.
Zhou Hong returned to his dormitory.
"Zhou Hong, you're back. What did Ye Ziran say to you?" his roommates asked with concern.
"Heh heh, she chose Zhang Wenbo, and Zhang Wenbo showed up. We had a bit of a spat, and he gave me a death duel challenge." Zhou Hong said with a smile.
"What? How shameless can he be? A mid-stage Golden Core challenging you, a late-stage Heart Movement cultivator to a death duel? Does he have any shame?"
"Exactly, too shameless. Fortunately, you're not an idiot and wouldn't agree, otherwise it would be no different from sending yourself to your death."
Zhou Hong's three roommates were filled with righteous indignation.
However, Zhou Hong chuckled.
"Zhou Hong, you didn't impulsively sign it, did you?" Seeing Zhou Hong's unusual expression, his roommate Bai Long quickly asked with suspicion.
"Someone challenged me to a death duel, how could I refuse? No matter who the opponent is or how strong they are, I will accept." Zhou Hong said with a placid expression.
"Zhou Hong, have you gone mad? You're only late-stage Heart Movement. The next realm is Spirit Condensation, and only after that is Golden Core. Don't you know the gap between you and him? Normally, a difference of one realm is like heaven and earth, and you're separated by more than one realm."
"Alright everyone, I've made my decision. He will notify me when the duel will take place." Zhou Hong then turned and went back to his room.
For such a minor matter, there was no need to make a big fuss as if it were a monumental event.
Even though Zhang Wenbo was mid-stage Golden Core, the word "fear" simply didn't exist in Zhou Hong's vocabulary.
If Zhou Hong wanted to kill him, he would use his puppet magical artifact, which was at the late stage of Nascent Soul, and instantly kill him.
At this moment, outside the dormitory, the three roommates quickly reported the matter to Lu Qianqian, asking her to find Zhou Hong.
As expected, less than half an hour later, Lu Qianqian arrived at Zhou Hong's dormitory.
"Where is Zhou Hong?" Lu Qianqian asked with anger on her face.
"He's in his room. Instructor Lu, you must stop him! I think he's definitely lost his mind," Liao Yong said anxiously.
Zhou Hong was currently taking a shower, so he didn't hear Lu Qianqian's arrival outside.
Soon, Zhou Hong finished his shower. In his room, there was no need to get fully dressed before leaving the bathroom. Zhou Hong walked directly into the room naked, preparing to change into clean clothes.
However, at this moment, the door to Zhou Hong's room was suddenly opened.
Zhou Hong had locked the door from the inside, so no one should have been able to enter. But he never expected that Lu Qianqian, as an instructor, had an identity token that could open any student's room, so she entered easily.
"Ah." Lu Qianqian was stunned upon entering.
"Damn." Zhou Hong quickly covered himself.
"Instructor Lu, why did you suddenly come in? I had locked the door, how did you get in?" Zhou Hong was speechless.
Lu Qianqian's face turned red. She said, "Hurry and get dressed. I'll wait for you outside," and then she withdrew.
Lu Qianqian stood outside Zhou Hong's room, her face flushed. The moment she entered, the angle was just right, and she saw something she absolutely shouldn't have.
"This darn Zhou Hong, why does he have to take a shower at this particular time?" Lu Qianqian cursed internally.
Seeing Lu Qianqian's flushed face, the three roommates couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Instructor Lu, why is your face so red? What happened to Zhou Hong?"
"It's nothing, he was just taking a shower. Don't misunderstand, I didn't see anything."
"Oh, oh."
Although Zhou Hong's three roommates nodded, they didn't believe it at all.
A few minutes later, Zhou Hong opened his door.
"Instructor Lu, why are you looking for me? Come in." Zhou Hong didn't go out, instead inviting Lu Qianqian into his room.
Although an awkward situation had just occurred, Zhou Hong didn't dwell on it because if not for a minor mishap, he and Lu Qianqian would have already consummated their marriage.