[Option 1: Watch the argumeween them as a spectator and don't intervene.

  Reward: Nightshade Fang Dagger (Unon-Grade).]

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  [Option 2: Provoke protagonist ahe young man.

  Reward: Twilight Edge Sword (Rare-Grade).]

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  [Option 3: Provoke both of them and engage in a fight.

  Reward: Cultivation Stage+1.]

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  [Option 4: Instigate both of them into a fight in front of the crowd, then seize the opportunity by setting up a betting booth for everyoo pce their bets oe.

  Reward: Bdesong of the Silver Moon Teique (Rare-Grade).]

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  Reon was startled by the sudden notification, but quickly began sing through the options.

  His eyes nded on the first option: simply their argument as a spectator. It seemed like a safe and easy choice, but the reward offered felt underwhelming, g any real iive.

  He g the sed option. Provoke the protagonist? What the hell! Are you kidding me?

  I barely survived my near-death enter with the protagonist yesterday after Xue Taiyang provoked him during the Sect Disciple Sele Ceremony, and now you're tellio provoke him myself ahis young man?

  You've got to be kidding me! I'm not an idiot. Sure, the reward is tempting, but I'm not signing up for my own demise. No way.

  He then looked at the third option: Provoke both of them and engage in a fight? Are you kidding me? Screw off!

  The protagonist and Niu Ling are already more than enough of a threat, and now you wao add another oo the mix? Fet adding—if I provoke both of them a into a fight, I'll be dead on the spot!

  Finally, he g the fourth option: instigate both of them into a fight a up a betting booth. It wasn't a bad idea at all; he wouldn't have to fight anyone himself, yet he could ear Points and possibly secure a reward.

  Although he wasn't sure what this teique was, the fact that it was beled as Rare-Grade made it worth pursuing. It certainly wouldn't hurt to give it a shot.

  [Ding! The Host has selected the Fourth Option. Please proceed to plete the task in order to cim your reward.]

  He turo Xu Yang and expihe pn. Xu Yang nodded, quickly fetg a rge table while Reo up a tent nearby.

  "Attention, everyone!" Xu Yang's voice thundered across the onry Hall.

  "A fight is about to unfold between Yang Lie, one of our sect's most promising new disciples, and Ming Yuen, the rising star who has awakened his Sword Aura. Pce your bets on who you believe will win, or you'll miss your ce to get in oion!" His annou reverberated through the hall, capturing the attention of everyone present.

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  All the disciples present began murmuring among themselves, their voices rising iement and disbelief.

  "What? Yang Lie—the same disciple who defeated Lin Jie in just two moves durierday's Weekly Dueli?"

  "Yes! I saw that match myself! It was incredible, though I lost all my Sect Points because of it."

  "Wait, are you serious? A newer defeated Lin Jie, one of the top five hundred Outer Sect disciples? That’s insane!"

  "I watched it too. Yang Lie’s only at the Peak Stage of the Qi Refining Realm, while Lin Jie’s in the Mid Stage of the Qi Solidification Realm. And Yang Lie still took him down in just two moves!"

  "Unbelievable!"

  "Maybe so," another voice chimed in, "but Ming Yuen is ranked among the top hundred of the Outer Sect. He’s already reached the Awakening Stage of Sword Aura. Even though he only awake st month, he’s still leagues ahead of Lin Jie."

  "Exactly! Sword Aura is divided into four stages: Awakening, Refi, Mastery, and Pinnacle. Even the Awakening Stage alone makes an overwhelming difference. Swords wielded by those without it feel dull and lifeless in parison."

  "That’s true. Ming Yuen is in the High Stage of the Qi Solidification Realm. His strength is on par with some Peak Stage Qi Solidification cultivators. There’s no way Yang Lie stand a ce against him."

  "Right! We o hurry if we want to pce bets on Ming Yuen!"

  "Yes, let’s go before it’s too te!"

  Every disciple present in the onry Hall began to gather in a tight circle around Yang Lie and Ming Yuen, their excitement palpable.

  Whispers of anticipation filled the air as they pced their bets on the makeshift betting booth set up just off to the side.

  Reon sat behind the betting ter, diligently handing out tickets to eager disciples as they approached. The booth was a flurry of activity, with the excited chatter of the crowd creating a vibrant backdrop.

  He carefully noted each wager, his hands moving swiftly as he dispeickets in exge for Sect Points.

  Meanwhile, Xu Yang stood nearby, expertly managing the lines of eager bettors. He called out to the crowd, urging them to keep the lines moving, while also ensuring that everyone had a fair ce to pce their bets.

  As the crowd swelled, some exged opinions and predis about the uping fight, while others eagerly ted their points, deg how much to wager.

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  Meanwhile, Yang Lie sed the crowd, puzzled by the sudden gathering, while Ming Yue a sense of pride as the crowd began to praise him, deg their bets in his favor.

  Unbeknownst to him, this spectacle had transformed into a duel between himself and Yang Lie, igniting a surge of fidehin him.

  "Yang Lie, get ready to be beaten to a pulp," Ming Yuen said, a fident smirk spreading across his face.

  "WHAAT!"