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Chapter 35: Betting? Who to Bet On?
Chapter 35: Betting? Who to Bet On?
Headmaster Qingyu's voice continued, announcing each name from his lips.
Every student in the school listened intently, memorizing the names.
They all knew that among these hundred students, there was a ninety percent chance of finding the future's top talents.
"Second place, Huo Churan, with 285 points."
"Third place: Ding Jieran, 281 points."
"Fourth place, Qiu Yunshang, 280 points."
"Fifth place, Xie Gongping, 279 points."
"Sixth place, Mo Ganyun, 269 points."
"Seventh place, Xi Men Xuri, 251 points."
"...Tenth place, Jing Shuang Gao, 242 points!"
"...One hundredth place, Kang Zijian, 201 points."
Fang Che was a bit surprised.
There was even Kang Zijian on the list, hanging on by a thread at the bottom.
Huo Churan and the others took the stage one by one, standing next to Fang Che, each with a complex gaze directed at him.
Those at the top of the rankings, like Ding Jieran and Huo Churan, looked at Fang Che with even more hostility.
This guy cheated to beat us?
You may have cheated to gain points, but how will you cheat when we face off on the real battlefield?
I'll make you lose face in front of everyone!
Especially Huo Churan.
His face was scarred and rough, far from handsome, placing him at the bottom of the ugly scale.
He held his breath, determined: When I fight him, I'll only target his face!
Someone murmured thoughtfully.
"The names of this batch of students have something in common with those of previous batches."
"What?"
"The names of those at the top, while not necessarily pleasant, have a unique charm, standing out from the rest, and are definitely not ordinary."
Upon hearing this, everyone pondered, and indeed, it was true.
Fang Che, Qiu Yunshang, Ding Jieran, Huo Churan, Xie Gongping, Mo Ganyun...
Compared to the top talents of previous batches, like Jun Hefang, Huakai Xie, Dong Yunyu, and Wu Zhi Bing...
As they thought about it, they couldn't help but gasp.
"Now that you mention it, it does seem to make some sense."
"But this seems like superstition. Does having a good name mean..."
"Not necessarily."
"..."
The discussion continued below.
On stage, the proceedings continued.
"The rules for the top 100 competition are as follows."
The Dean, Lu Jiaoshan, took over the announcement: "There will be five battle arenas, and we will rotate through them to determine the top three and the top ten. The remaining participants will be considered part of the top 100."
"The rewards for the top 100 are: one high-grade Soul Pill for the Warrior realm, ten high-grade Qi Condensing Pills, and ten academic credits."
"The rewards for fourth to tenth place are: one top-grade Soul Pill for the Warrior realm, ten top-grade Qi Condensing Pills, one high-grade Pulse Expansion Pill, one high-grade True Energy Pill, and thirty academic credits."
"The rewards for second and third place are: one Soul Pill, ten Qi Condensing Pills, one Pulse Expansion Pill, one True Energy Pill, and fifty academic credits. All pills are of the highest grade."
"The champion will receive: two top-grade Soul Pills, twenty Qi Condensing Pills, two Pulse Expansion Pills, two True Energy Pills, and ten academic credits. They will also receive a 'Champion Gold Medal.'"
"From the day the champion is decided, any student from the same batch can challenge the champion if they wish. If they win, they take the medal!"
"Whoever holds the medal is the target! If you can hold onto it for a month without defeat, there will be additional rewards! The rewards double every month! After six months, the rewards double again! If you remain undefeated until graduation, you will be admitted into the school's history hall."
The freshmen below were in an uproar.
These rewards were indeed substantial.
But they also came with a burden.
Of course, there were those who considered the champion medal a burden, but there were also those who craved it!
And neither group was in the minority.
Different people had different opinions.
Finally, the Dean made a statement that was hard to understand.
"Gambling is prohibited within the Academy, but betting on the competition is allowed. However, you can only bet with academic credits."
As soon as these words were spoken, all eight thousand freshmen were shocked.
Could this be true?
Academic credits were of utmost importance!
One credit could be exchanged for a high-grade Qi Blood Pill for their current realm.
In the outside world, such a pill would cost around fifty thousand taels.
Betting with academic credits was like high-stakes gambling.
Since the day of enrollment, each student had ten academic credits.
From then on, within the Academy, only academic credits were recognized.
This included all expenses for meals, cultivation, and other needs. If one couldn't afford it, they could take out a loan. Borrowing one credit would require repaying two credits' worth of resources upon graduation.
In other words, it was equivalent to borrowing resources worth ten thousand taels.
Of course, one could also borrow from others, as long as someone was willing to lend.
The senior students with large debts had their eyes lit up.
The opportunity to recover their losses had arrived!
In an instant, a small mountain of information about the top 100 students appeared.
"The battle will begin tomorrow morning. There will be a designated area for betting, and organizers will be present."
Dean Lu Jiaoshan's words carried a certain weight.
But the gamblers below were already in a frenzy.
As soon as the meeting was dismissed, even before the hundred students on stage could leave, the betting slips were snatched up.
"Give me one!"
"I want one too!"
"I'm going to strike it rich!"
Dean Lu Jiaoshan watched the chaos below with an expressionless face.
He felt like rolling his eyes endlessly.
The Headmaster, with his refined and elegant demeanor, why was he so devious?
On the first day of enrollment, he had set a huge trap for all the freshmen!
This bet would be recorded in their files!
In other words, all the gamblers would have a stain on their records. Minor bets would likely be overlooked, but those who bet big and lost badly would be re-evaluated by the Academy.
After graduation, these individuals would likely be disqualified from certain lucrative positions due to their gambling tendencies.
Their fate had been sealed.
The elimination process had begun from the very first day of enrollment.
After that, countless students would have lost all their Academic Credits. These guys needed credits for food, cultivation... and they would surely go all out from that moment on!
It was also beneficial for improving their martial arts.
Nevertheless, the measures had their pros and cons.
But even if this had its advantages, it couldn't hide the headmaster's sinister intentions. This was for certain!
...
When Fang Qingyun's classmates wanted to chat with Fang Che, they realized he had already disappeared without a trace.
They felt a little disappointed.
Then, they became excited.
"Qingyun, Qingyun, who do you think we should bet on?"
The group eagerly asked Fang Qingyun.
Fang Qingyun, with his honest and upright face, looked troubled: "You know I never gamble. Last year, I didn't place any bets."
"So you've had it easier than us this year!"
The group sighed.
"Didn't you learn your lesson last year? Are you still going to gamble this year?"
Fang Qingyun said, "Old Du, Old Wu, Old Liu, you've been repaying your debts for an entire year, and you just finished a few days ago."
"It's fine!"
The three of them shook their heads like rattles: "As long as we win this year, all the losses can be made up!"
Fang Qingyun shook his head: "I won't give you any advice; you decide for yourselves."
After saying this, he walked away quickly.
In recent days, he suddenly felt his memory had improved significantly, and his cultivation speed had increased as well. Some of the intricate techniques he struggled with before now came naturally to him.
Currently, his enthusiasm for cultivation was high, and he couldn't be bothered with other matters.
Fang Che left.
The remaining students gathered to discuss.
"Who should we bet on?"
"Of course, it's our cousin!" the six girls said in unison.
As members of the beauty party, they were so straightforward! The boys, on the other hand, hesitated.
"But our cousin... this first place is like cheating. We haven't seen his true strength."
"What cheating? Without the ability, how can you cheat?"
"But it's a trick."
"Right!"
The girls suddenly lost their temper: "It's just a trick, not cheating! Can't you speak properly?"
The boys instantly became intimidated: "Yes, yes, it's a trick, not cheating."
The group exchanged glances: Let's discuss this privately, not with the girls. There's no point in arguing.
Let's go!
Let's go!
...
Fang Che returned home.
Sun Yuan had already arrived.
During this period, Sun Yuan had traveled nearly a thousand miles.
Within a radius of several thousand miles, Sun Yuan, the reverend, had continuously robbed, stolen, and extorted from more than a dozen families! His disciple's talent was not an issue, and neither were his various attack techniques, cultivation methods, or cultivation resources.
So, what was missing? He lacked supplementary treasures for soul cultivation.
He lacked supplementary treasures for physical body cultivation!
As a King-rank expert, Sun Yuan naturally knew about these things, and his biggest regret was that he had nothing when he was laying his foundation, causing his lifetime achievements to only reach the King-rank!
Since he had placed all his hopes on his disciple, Sun Yuan was determined to provide his disciple with everything he needed, regardless of the cost!
For this purpose, Sun Yuan had almost robbed all the small families affiliated with the Unity Sect!
After all, they were obedient, convenient, and easy to control.
And their families were easily targeted for extermination. This was his personal business, and with the sect's frequent important matters, he couldn't afford to make mistakes.
So this time, Sun Yuan had only robbed his own people! As he was robbing the fourteenth family, he received a message from the sect: The grand competition at the martial academy is about to begin. What are you doing?
Sun Yuan hurriedly rushed over.
...
"Master, please sit down. Ye Meng, prepare some tea."
As Ye Meng agreed, the master and disciple entered the study.
"Che'er..."
Sun Yuan was greatly relieved: "You've already reached the fourth layer of the Master rank, and I'm truly delighted. This time, I've come with a mission from the sect..."
"Master!"
Fang Che interrupted him and said to Ye Meng, who was serving tea: "You can leave now. I'll attend to Master. Close the door."
"Yes."
Ye Meng obediently left with a lowered gaze.
"It's better if this girl knows less. It's dangerous for her and for us. We must be cautious."
Fang Che spoke.
Sun Yuan was extremely pleased with his disciple's caution, even keeping secrets from his personal attendant!
He patted Fang Che's shoulder: "With your caution, I'm at ease. After reporting this, I'm sure the sect leader will also feel more confident in assigning you tasks."
...
[Yesterday, when I said it was my first time writing a book, you all laughed. I was being sincere; I don't understand anything about writing books.
I don't know if it's hot or not, nor do I know what to do.
I don't have many years left to write, and all I want is to write a book with all my effort, one that I can feel satisfied with.
I want to write in the best state I can achieve, even if the results are not good, I will have no regrets.
I want to feel: At least with this book, I didn't deceive you.
That's all.
I also want to feel, after retirement, that occasionally, you might remember me and say: This author was once sincere. His masterpiece, in addition to 'Evil Monarch's Pride', is 'Monarch of the Long Night'. And although that book might not have the same results as the previous ones, it was written with utmost sincerity.]
(End of Chapter)
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