Chapter 86

Zhang Xingyu shook his head.

Long Xiaotian laughed even more happily: "I knew you were a poor ghost with not many points to bet. How about this, let's bet one hundred contribution points."

Long Xiaotian couldn't help but get angry: "Not enough, not too much. Then how much do you want to bet?"

"Fifty thousand contribution points."

Zhang Xingyu raised a palm and said slowly.

"How much? Fifty thousand contribution points?" Long Xiaotian and his subordinates were stunned.

"Exactly, fifty thousand contribution points. If I win, you lose fifty thousand contribution points to me. If I lose, I will leave the campus and never come back," Zhang Xingyu said indifferently.

"Young Master Long, this, this is too much, let's, let's not bet," Bai Ping said, too scared to speak clearly upon hearing Zhang Xingyu's proposal.

"Young Master Long, this Zhang Xingyu is just a lunatic; there's no need for us to lower ourselves to his level," Shao Ke advised from the side.

Long Xiaotian stared at Zhang Xingyu for a long time without speaking.

"What, don't you dare?" Zhang Xingyu glanced at Long Xiaotian.

Long Xiaotian's eyes turned red; he glared at Zhang Xingyu and said slowly: "Fifty thousand it is. Don't go back on your word if you lose."

Zhang Xingyu nodded: "Same to you. I suggest that for this fight, we invite the senior students from the Academy's Wind and Cloud List to witness it."

Long Xiaotian said viciously: "Since you're looking for death, don't blame others. See you at the fighting arena in three days."

Zhang Xingyu laughed: "Good, see you there."

That afternoon, the news that Zhang Xingyu and Long Xiaotian were going to fight in the arena spread throughout the entire campus.

Three days later, at the fighting arena.

Students who heard the news and came to watch surrounded the place three layers deep and three layers out.

"The waste Zhang Xingyu and Young Master Long Xiaotian are fighting, and the price is fifty thousand contribution points and leaving the academy; this is a huge gamble!" Student A said.

"Exactly, exactly. I've been in the academy for so long, and I've never heard of anyone with such a big stake," Student B said.

"Pfft, I think both sides are lunatics. Fifty thousand contribution points—how long would it take to earn that? Leaving the academy—isn't that ruining one's future?" Student C said.

"What lunatic or not? Who is Young Master Long? Would he make a move without absolute certainty? I think only Zhang Xingyu is a fool, thinking that just by yelling a few times in the academy, he can compete with Young Master Long," Student D said.

At this moment, in a small courtyard in the student dormitory.

Bai Ping stood in front of Long Xiaotian, trembling and saying: "Young Master Long. I'm scared. How about letting Shao Ke go instead? Shao Ke is also at the fourth layer of Qi Refining; I'm sure Zhang Xingyu would agree."

Long Xiaotian snorted coldly: "At a critical moment, you dare to chicken out?"

Sweat beaded on Bai Ping's forehead: "This bet is really too big. I don't have absolute certainty."

Long Xiaotian was furious: "Bastard. You're at the fourth layer of Qi Refining, he's at the third. You're a third-year student, he's a first-year. I've even given you a flying sword and a magic tool, and you still don't have absolute certainty. Bai Er-gou, let me tell you, if you can't handle Zhang Xingyu, I'll handle you. Fifty thousand contribution points—think about it, if your bones were dismantled, would they be worth even a tenth of that?"

"Yes, yes..." Bai Ping nodded continuously like a chick pecking at rice.

His legs were shaking, and a liquid flowed down his thigh.

Beside him, Shao Ke lowered his head, holding a round fan, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Shao Ke wanted to laugh, but didn't dare to laugh out loud; Shao Ke wanted to cover his nose, but didn't dare to use his hand.

At this time, it was best to move as little as possible, otherwise, one might accidentally bring trouble upon oneself.

At the same time, at the Spirit Talisman Research Center, Instructor's Office.

Huoling Wu was glaring at Zhang Xingyu, viciously saying: "You brat, you've got some nerve, daring to go to the fighting arena with someone."

Zhang Xingyu lowered his head and explained softly: "Beautiful Teacher, people are bullying your disciple; don't you think I should fight back?"

"You should. But you shouldn't have made a bet in the fighting arena for a counterattack," Huoling Wu said loudly.

"I don't want to fight for nothing. If they want to fight me, they have to bleed. Otherwise, everyone will think your disciple is easy to bully!" Zhang Xingyu said.

"Fart, how can my disciple be bullied by others? But if you were bullied, just bully them back; why make a bet? You must know that bets in the fighting arena are witnessed by heaven and earth; once made, they must be fulfilled," Huoling Wu said, feeling frustrated that he wouldn't live up to expectations.

Zhang Xingyu scratched his head and said in a low voice: "Someone wants your disciple to get rich; how could I refuse?"

"You brat, you're only at the third layer of Qi Refining, and you dare to guarantee you'll win. If you lose, not only will you have to leave Nanhua Immortal Academy, but I'll also lose all my face," Huoling Wu shouted with red eyes.

"Don't worry, your disciple never fights a battle he isn't sure of. This time, I'm sure to win!" Zhang Xingyu said, patting his chest.

He knew that although the Beautiful Teacher was angry, she was actually worried about him.

Huoling Wu took a piece of spirit armor from her bosom and handed it to Zhang Xingyu: "This is a piece of high-grade spirit armor; wear it just in case."

Then, she took out a handful of spirit talismans and handed them to Zhang Xingyu: "These are a few high-grade spirit talismans I refined. If you really can't beat the opponent, just throw one or two at them."

Zhang Xingyu happily took the items: "Master, I didn't expect you to have so many good things. Hehe, this time, I'm going to let that brat Long Xiaotian know that pots are made of iron, that a tiger's butt cannot be touched, and that I, Zhang Xingyu, cannot be offended!"

"You brat, don't get cocky yet. Caution is the parent of safety. Long Xiaotian is the vice-dean's son; how could he not have good things on him?" Huoling Wu poured a bucket of cold water on Zhang Xingyu to cool him down.

Zhang Xingyu nodded: "Understood. Beautiful Teacher, my brothers are still waiting for me outside, so I'll go out first."

Huoling Wu waved her hand: "Get lost quickly. If you lose, don't come to see me."

At the fighting arena, the top ten students of the Wind and Cloud List, who were the notaries for this fight, had already arrived one after another.

"See that? That's my idol, Senior Brother Fang Shiwen. Look at his graceful demeanor, look at his extraordinary bearing; he's truly rare in this world," a male student said to the person beside him.

"Oh my, that's the Prince Charming in my heart, Fifth Senior Brother Cheng Haonan. Fifth Senior Brother, I love you!" a chubby girl shouted at the stage.

"What a pity, what a pity, Fairy Yunxi didn't come. I got up at five in the morning just to grab a spot to see her. Woo woo, if the fairy doesn't come, life is not exciting..." a male fan cried in a low voice.

Just as everyone was discussing, there was a sudden commotion behind the crowd.

Long Xiaotian walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, leading Bai Ping and a few other subordinates as they arrived late.

Long Xiaotian bowed to the crowd as he walked.

"Senior Brother Long, sure to win! Senior Brother Long, sure to win!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"Senior Brother Long, defeat Zhang Xingyu! Senior Brother Long, defeat Zhang Xingyu!" someone else shouted loudly.

Long Xiaotian accepted everyone's encouragement with a face full of smiles and led Bai Ping to the fighting arena.