Aside from that noble named Besdofen who gave fifty Ranoa gold coins, the others offered comparatively less, but the sheer number of challengers still allowed Dan Feng to earn a decent amount.
Dan Feng continued until no one dared step up anymore. He glanced at Roxy and decided to relinquish his position as champion.
Since no one was challenging him further, Dan Feng could naturally step down without issue—nor did anyone dare insist he remain champion.
The reason was simple: there were hardly any upper-year students present, so the challengers' strength was generally quite weak. Even those with upper-rank abilities were few and far between.
The moment Dan Feng slowly descended from the platform, a voice suddenly rang out from somewhere: "Cold Dragon Young!"
Immediately afterward, a deafening wave of cheers surged like a tide, as if it would drown the entire arena.
It was no surprise—everyone was thoroughly impressed by Dan Feng's overwhelming dominance over dozens of opponents without even breaking a sweat.
Dan Feng's footsteps involuntarily halted. He looked around in confusion at the stands surrounding him.
His gaze swept across unfamiliar faces, seemingly trying to find an answer from them—how exactly did they know this nickname?
However, the people in the stands were simply shouting excitedly; no one stepped forward to explain.
At that moment, Roxy quickly walked over to him, grabbed his arm, and whispered softly, "Never mind them. Let's leave this place first."
Dan Feng nodded. Though he still felt puzzled, he followed Roxy out of the arena together.
Once outside, Dan Feng could no longer suppress his curiosity. He turned to Roxy and asked, "What exactly is going on? How did that nickname from Millishion spread all the way here?"
The corners of Roxy's mouth curved into a smile. She covered her mouth and giggled quietly, clearly finding Dan Feng's confusion rather amusing.
After a moment, she slowly explained, "Just now in the stands, there was a student who used to be an adventurer in Millishion. The moment he saw you, he excitedly shouted 'Cold Dragon Young,' and that triggered the whole scene earlier."
Dan Feng listened and suddenly understood.
He shook his head helplessly and said, "So that's how it is. Now it makes sense. Those adventurers back in Millishion really had too much free time on their hands. I just casually came up with a nickname, and now everyone's calling me that."
Still, Dan Feng didn't take the matter too seriously.
After all, it was just a nickname—it wouldn't have any real impact on him.
He shrugged and decided not to dwell on it any longer.
"By the way, I didn't realize duels in the arena could earn so much money?" Roxy said, looking at the pouch in Dan Feng's hand. The clear clinking of coins could be heard from inside.
"It was that noble who insisted on setting the stakes at fifty gold coins. Good thing he didn't go back on his word, otherwise…" Dan Feng trailed off. If the man had truly refused to pay, then Dan Feng would have had to "properly educate" him—using the same method the High Elder 'Dan Feng' had used on him.
For example, giving him hope, then waiting until he was completely exhausted before delivering despair.
In the following time, Dan Feng and Roxy had nothing else to do, so after returning to the dorms to put away the supplies they had bought earlier, the two went together for dinner.
...Several days later.
Dan Feng and Roxy estimated that the magic staff should be finished by now, so they decided to visit the shop today.
As soon as Dan Feng and Roxy stepped into the store, they saw the owner holding a magic staff and pointing at various displayed weapons while questioning a young man.
"What material is this one made from?" the owner asked.
"Birch wood," the youth replied disdainfully, occasionally picking at his nose.
"And this one?" The owner switched to another weapon—a very long magic staff.
"Made from an ordinary magic wood trunk," the youth answered correctly once again.
"Hey, you're learning pretty fast, kid. Then what about this one?" The owner pointed to a large wooden box placed in the middle of the path. Inside was a white magic staff; the lid was glass, so the staff's appearance and the water-blue magic stone floating above its tip were clearly visible.
"My favorite," the youth immediately straightened up and said seriously. He could tell the texture was exceptionally good, but since he didn't know the material and didn't want to lose face in front of his master, he answered this way.
"If you don't recognize it, just say so—why call it 'my favorite'?" The owner said helplessly, then proceeded to explain to the youth what this high-grade magic wood material actually was.
Dan Feng and Roxy slowly approached the owner.
At that moment, the owner hadn't yet noticed their arrival and was still enthusiastically praising how incredible the material was.
Things like how it wouldn't break easily even if struck by a swordsman, how its hardness rivaled that of diamond, and so on.
Whether he was exaggerating or not was unclear, but the way he spoke really made the staff sound extraordinarily advanced.
Not long after, the owner finally finished his explanation. He turned to look at the youth—and then noticed Dan Feng and Roxy standing behind him.
"You're finally here! The magic staff is already finished; I've just been waiting for you to come pick it up," the owner said cheerfully. He then pointed to the staff inside the wooden box, indicating that this was Roxy's staff.
Dan Feng slowly opened the lid. Roxy reached in with both hands and carefully lifted the completely snow-white staff, accented with faint streaks of black. The top featured an extended design, and right in the center floated that water-blue magic stone, making it look stunningly beautiful.
The staff was perfectly proportioned to Roxy's height—she could hold it comfortably with either one or both hands.
The moment Roxy touched the staff, she felt its exceptional grip—similar to the principal's staff.
"It's so light! I can definitely hold it easily," Roxy exclaimed in surprise. She then raised the staff with one hand as if to prove she wasn't exaggerating.
"Haha, of course—how could magic wood compare to ordinary materials?" The owner watched Roxy's delighted expression and felt extremely proud.
What could be more satisfying than having others genuinely appreciate your work?
Afterward, Dan Feng and the others moved to the small courtyard behind the weapon shop so Roxy could test whether the staff performed well. If it didn't, the owner could still make adjustments.
Once in the open area, Roxy began chanting: "O magnificent water spirit!"
The moment Roxy uttered the first line, Dan Feng immediately stopped her.
"Roxy, this is in the city—you can't use Thundercloud Accumulation here!"
"Hehe, I know, of course. I just wanted to see your reaction," Roxy said with a bright smile.
Dan Feng: ...
"Ice Lance Blizzard!" Roxy raised the staff high. Instantly, the water-blue magic stone at its tip burst forth with dazzling water-blue light.
The temperature around Roxy dropped sharply. Familiar ice spears immediately materialized beside her and shot toward the test targets in the distance.
Roxy clearly felt that her mana consumption had decreased and her casting speed had increased.