Chapter 87

He first bowed to the notaries on the stage to thank them.

Then, he turned around and said loudly to the crowd below the stage.

"Fellow junior brothers and sisters, thank you for coming to support Long. Zhang Xingyu, a waste, a toad, stirs up trouble in the academy all day long. I, Long Xiaotian, have long found him an eyesore, and today I represent everyone in kicking him out of the academy."

"Young Master Long, well done."

"Senior Brother Long, you're great."

"Zhang Xingyu, get out!"

Below the fighting arena, the crowd was buzzing, and shouts arose everywhere.

Long Xiaotian waved his hand at the crowd: "Everyone, Zhang Xingyu is just a piece of waste, his Qi Refining is no more than the third layer; this young master doesn't need to make a move against him. This young master has decided that today, Bai Ping will represent me in the fight against Zhang Xingyu. In this battle, Bai Ping is sure to win, and Zhang Xingyu is sure to lose."

"Bai Ping is sure to win, Zhang Xingyu is sure to lose!" his subordinates echoed one after another.

Unfortunately, there were very few students responding to him.

"Damn it, Bai Ping is the one fighting? I bet one hundred contribution points; will it be like a meat bun hitting a dog—gone forever?" one man shouted.

"What are you shouting about? You only bet one hundred points, I bet a whole thousand points. If Bai Ping can't win this time, I'll castrate him!" another male voice shouted.

Below the stage, once they heard it was Bai Ping fighting, the crowd immediately fell into chaos.

Behind the crowd, Zhang Xingyu pulled Zhu Dafu and asked softly: "Little Fatty Zhu, did you place the bet I told you to?"

Zhu Dafu nodded and said: "Don't worry, I borrowed ten thousand contribution points from my brother-in-law and bet it all on you winning. Hmph, the bookie actually dared to open a one-to-ten betting pool; isn't that saying you're sure to lose? If we win this time, we'll make them lose their underwear."

Zhang Xingyu nodded: "Not bad, if they dare to look down on us, we must make them cry for their parents."

Zhu Dafu looked at Zhang Xingyu: "Brother Xingyu, how sure are you?"

Zhang Xingyu patted his shoulder: "Don't worry. I have a killer move. I'm sure to win this battle. In this battle, let alone Bai Ping, even if Long Xiaotian himself came, he would definitely lose."

Seeing Zhang Xingyu and the others arrive, the crowd automatically parted to make a path.

Zhang Xingyu paced slowly onto the fighting arena.

Seeing him arrive, Long Xiaotian shouted loudly: "Zhang Xingyu, why did you only arrive now? Are you scared?"

Zhang Xingyu glanced at him: "Pfft, you've never seen the world. Don't you know that important people are always the last to arrive?"

Long Xiaotian was speechless.

He glared at Zhang Xingyu and shouted loudly: "Zhang Xingyu, if you kowtow to me and admit defeat, I can spare you. Otherwise, once you lose the fight, don't blame us for kicking you out of the academy."

"Long-winded, nagging, chattering, like a woman. If you want to fight, fight quickly. If not, get down quickly," Zhang Xingyu said impatiently.

Long Xiaotian was so angry that he was burning with rage.

He shouted loudly to Bai Ping: "Bai Ping, beat him to death for me."

Below the fighting arena, there was suddenly silence.

Long Xiaotian then realized he had said the wrong thing.

He turned around and walked off the fighting arena with the notaries.

The fight officially began.

Bai Ping recited the incantation, activated his flying sword, and quickly stabbed at Zhang Xingyu.

Zhang Xingyu tilted his body slightly, stretched out his right hand, and gently pinched the blade of the flying sword.

"This flying sword is not bad," Zhang Xingyu said lightly.

Opposite him, Bai Ping poured his magic power into the flying sword as if it were worthless.

On this side, Zhang Xingyu held the flying sword and admired it without changing his expression.

In his mind, the system's prompt sound kept ringing.

"Ding dong, host has gained 100 points of Spiritual Aura, converted into 1 point of God Yuan Value."

"Ding dong, host has gained 100 points of Spiritual Aura, converted into 1 point of God Yuan Value."

Before long, Bai Ping's spiritual energy was exhausted, and he sat on the ground, panting.

Below the fighting arena, the crowd was anxious when they saw this.

"Bai Ping, get up quickly."

"Bai Ping, use your spirit stones quickly."

Long Xiaotian's voice was the loudest: "Bai Ping, don't hesitate, use your secret weapon quickly. If you lose this battle, think about your fate."

On the fighting arena, a flash of determination crossed Bai Ping's eyes.

He took a jade box from his bosom and took out a black bead from it.

"Not good, it's a Yin Thunder Bead. Someone is going to die." Senior Brother Fang Shiwen recognized the bead and was shocked.

"Young Master Long, tell Bai Ping to stop quickly," Fifth Senior Brother Cheng Haonan shouted to Long Xiaotian.

On the stage, a familiar voice reached Zhang Xingyu's ears.

"Zhang Xingyu, that's a Yin Thunder Bead, dodge quickly." The voice was extremely anxious.

Tang Yunxi?

Where is she? Why didn't I notice her presence?

Seeing that the Yin Thunder Bead was about to hit Zhang Xingyu, Zhang Xingyu was still looking around.

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked.

This waste, at a time like this, still dares to be distracted.

"Boom—", the fighting arena was shrouded in black clouds, with lightning and thunder.

The crowd below the stage couldn't help but close their eyes.

Zhang Xingyu is dead for sure.

Everyone speculated in their hearts.

"Hahahaha, Zhang Xingyu, see if you die." Below the fighting arena, Long Xiaotian looked like a madman.

On the fighting arena, Bai Ping's hands were shaking uncontrollably: "I killed someone, I killed someone."

The black clouds dissipated, and the thunder stopped abruptly.

Zhang Xingyu appeared in everyone's field of vision again.

He saw that his clothes were tattered, his face was charred black, his hair was standing on end, and he was standing on the stage without moving.

After a long while, he opened his mouth, spat out a puff of black smoke, and said softly: "That hurt like hell."

The crowd below the stage was stunned.

Zhang Xingyu walked step by step to Bai Ping, flew up and kicked, kicking the trembling Bai Ping off the ring.

"On the 14th of the second month of the 100,003rd year of the Immortal Era, Zhang Xingyu fought Bai Ping on the high platform. Bai Ping first used a flying sword, then threw a Yin Thunder, both of which were easily caught by Zhang Xingyu. After this battle, Zhang Xingyu's name as a perverted man once again resounded through the campus. Recorder, gossip god Bai Xiaosheng."

Inside the campus, people discussed how the waste Zhang Xingyu managed to do it.

"Zhang Xingyu must have practiced some kind of body-refining technique, which is why he doesn't fear flying swords and Yin Thunder."

"No, no, he's a waste, and how long has he been cultivating? No matter how powerful the technique, he couldn't have practiced it to such a level."

"I think this waste must be wearing some kind of treasure armor, which is why he doesn't fear Yin Thunder."

"Then how do you explain catching the flying sword with his hand? His hand was completely empty; he wasn't wearing anything."

Inside the courtyard, Zhang Xingyu was also reviewing the gains and losses of this fight.

In this fight, he was still a bit reckless.

A few days ago, he accidentally flipped through his storage bag and found a magical glove inside.

This glove was colorless and transparent, and didn't fear blades or swords; it was simply a great thing for backstabbing people.

In this fight, Zhang Xingyu originally thought that with this mysterious glove that didn't fear flying swords and was colorless and transparent, he would definitely win.

Who knew that Bai Ping would be so bold as to throw a Yin Thunder.

If it weren't for the high-grade spirit armor gifted by the Beautiful Teacher, he would have definitely died on the fighting arena.

It seems that there is never anything absolute in the world.

At any time, one must not underestimate one's enemies.

Brother Hu was right.

Caution is the parent of safety. This sentence is the truth at any time.