Next, Jason Carter almost went insane. He started staring at his math textbook, flipping through it page by page, spending a few minutes on each page, his eyes never blinking, as if he were possessed. Bryan Taylor called out to him several times from the side, but he didn’t respond at all.

A few hours later, he finished reading dozens of pages. Then he began trying to solve the math problems from those pages. It was smooth and effortless, as if it took no energy at all.

Just as Jason Carter was lost in the sea of problems, having forgotten the passage of time and completely absorbed in the battle, someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

Jason Carter was interrupted and immediately became annoyed. He looked up impatiently and said, “What do you want?”

The one who tapped his shoulder was Samuel Langley, still as handsome and aloof as ever.

Jason Carter had to look up at him, especially since Samuel Langley was holding his chin up, wearing an expression of utter disdain, which made Jason Carter very uncomfortable. Normally, to look him in the eye, he’d have to stand up. But if he stood up, his aura would be weaker; only by lazily sitting could he show he didn’t care about the other person.

So, Jason Carter moved his chair back a meter, then leaned against the wall, so he didn’t have to look up and could appear cool at the same time.

“You publicly said you want to pursue Keke?” Samuel Langley said coldly.

“That’s right.” Jason Carter replied lazily, crossing his legs.

“Five days from now, pick a place for a duel. You can use a weapon, I’ll be blindfolded. I won’t kill you. If you end up disabled, I’ll compensate you with enough money for you and your parents to live on for a lifetime.” Samuel Langley said indifferently, “You can refuse. If you don’t dare accept the duel, then right now, say out loud in front of everyone that you’re a toad and you’ll never try to eat swan meat again.”

“Bullshit.” Jason Carter said angrily.

“So you agree to the duel?” Samuel Langley said.

Jason Carter hesitated slightly, looking at the contemptuous curl of Samuel Langley’s lips and the mocking looks from the people around him, then shouted loudly, “Five days from now, see you at the gymnasium.”

Chapter 4 Martial Arts (Part 1)

“Brian Taylor, why are you looking at me like that?” Jason Carter noticed Bryan Taylor’s strange gaze and couldn’t help but ask.

“Hey, I just want to look at you a bit more while I still can.” Bryan Taylor sighed, “After five days, your hands won’t be your hands, your legs won’t be your legs, maybe even your body won’t be your body anymore…”

“Is that Samuel Langley really that tough?” Jason Carter asked.

“He’s so-so.” Bryan Taylor said, “In the free fighting tournament of several provinces in eastern Haitang, he only got fourth place.”

“Only fourth? Didn’t even get a bronze medal, that’s lame. We watch the world championships every day, we’ve seen plenty of champions and runners-up.” Jason Carter said disdainfully, then shrank his neck and whispered, “He’s fourth in the whole east?”

Bryan Taylor nodded, “That’s right. And I think there’s something I have to tell you.”

“What is it?”

“There was once a gangster, strong as an ox, who didn’t know his place and went to harass Catherine Newman. He ended up being challenged to a duel by Samuel Langley.” Bryan Taylor said.

“And the result?”

“The result was that the gangster, strong as an ox, had his balls crushed, his dick broken, all four limbs shattered, and only three and a half teeth left. Now he drinks porridge every day, uses a catheter, and sits in a wheelchair.” Bryan Taylor said.

“Ah!” Jason Carter felt a chill run down his back.

“I think there’s something else I have to tell you.” Bryan Taylor said.

“What is it?”

“A Muay Thai expert came to the city for a business event, saw Catherine Newman, and immediately wanted to spend a fortune to keep her. He ended up being challenged to a duel by Samuel Langley.” Bryan Taylor said.

“And the result?”

“The result was that the Muay Thai expert had his balls crushed, his dick broken, all four limbs shattered, and only three and a half teeth left. Now he drinks porridge every day, uses a catheter, and sits in a wheelchair.” Bryan Taylor said.

“Ah!” Jason Carter felt his privates shrink, a cold chill running through him.

“I think there’s something else I have to tell you.” Bryan Taylor added.

“What is it?”

“There was a boxing coach who could punch several hundred kilos and had once won a featherweight belt. He saw Catherine Newman, insisted on teaching her yoga up close and secretly took photos. He ended up being challenged to a duel by Samuel Langley.” Bryan Taylor said.

Jason Carter said, “And the result was that this boxing expert and coach had his balls crushed, his dick broken, all four limbs shattered, and only three and a half teeth left. Now he drinks porridge every day, uses a catheter, and sits in a wheelchair.”

“Wrong.” Bryan Taylor said, “After hearing about Samuel Langley’s deeds, he didn’t show up for the duel and ran away, smuggling himself to Xis.”

Jason Carter let out a long sigh of relief.

“But later he was still found by a detective hired by Samuel Langley, got beaten up badly, had his balls crushed, his dick broken, all four limbs shattered, and now has four and a half teeth left. Now he drinks porridge every day, uses a catheter, and sits in a wheelchair.”

“Why does he have four and a half teeth left, while the others only have three and a half?” Jason Carter asked.

“Because he has double teeth. When he was a kid, his old teeth hadn’t fallen out yet, and the new ones grew in the same spot.” Bryan Taylor said.