Chapter 479 – The Honest Youth And The Pretty Senior Sister

Early in the morning, when Xiao Qi arrived at the classroom, he received four leave for absence requests from Lan Xuanyu.

These four leave requests belonged to Liu Feng, Lan Mengqin, Dong Qianqiu, and Yuanen Huihui respectively. Yes, the four of them had applied for a leave.

Xiao Qi looked at Lan Xuanyu in front of him. “How confident are you in today’s battle? If there are no accidents, your opponent should be Liu Baochuan. You should have been notified of this information.”

Lan Xuanyu nodded. “Yes, senior Liu Baochuan. He’s at rank 68 this year and is close to the strength of a seven-ring soul master. He is a One-Word Battle Armor Master and has the Seven Spirit Sword. Assault-type.”

“En. This is the data on the surface. You’ve learned a lot about Martial Souls, so you should know that for any seven-digit Martial Soul, it is very difficult to cultivate to the eighth ring and above, but it also means that they are extremely powerful existences within the seven-ring realm. Just like the strongest support-type Martial Soul in history, the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda. The Seven Spirit Sword is very strong. To all of you, his cultivation is equivalent to disregarding defense,” Xiao Qi said.

In the previous two matches, he didn’t give any guidance, but in this match, he said a lot.

“Don’t worry, Teacher Xiao, I understand all of this,” Lan Xuanyu said seriously. How could he not understand? When he bet all of his 65 purple emblems on the first years this morning, the odds had already reached 1:3. That’s right, this time, almost no one was optimistic about their chances of winning.

This was Shrek, after all! There were strong elites in every year. In the fourth year, it seemed like Liu Baochuan’s realm was about the same as the strongest Tang Yuge among the third years, but in fact, the baptism and training he had gone through far surpassed Tang Yuge’s.

Furthermore, although they were both at the six-ring realm, the difference between each rank of soul power at that realm was actually extremely great.

Just like what Xiao Qi had suffered, Liu Baochuan’s attack power alone was not something any of the first years could withstand, not to mention that he had a One-Word Battle Armor. Four against one, they had an absolute advantage in numbers, but could they really win?

At least from the odds given by the Gambling Center, it was clear that this was the biggest disparity between the odds so far.

***

Shrek Academy’s Inner Court.

Wang Tianyu sat in the quiet room and in front of him was the president of the Blacksmith Association.

“He placed a bet again?” Wang Tianyu asked.

The president nodded. “Yes, he did it again. On the first years. The odds are 1: 3, and the odds on the other side have dropped to 0.4. The odds are very mismatched.”

Wang Tianyu said, “So he has quite some confidence, but I’m afraid they might not know about what the fourth years have gone through. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but they are still calves after all. How much did he bet?”

“65 purple emblems,” the president said.

Wang Tianyu frowned slightly. “So much? Where did he get his confidence from? Didn’t he find out about the cultivation of the fourth years ? But this time, he didn’t bet everything. He probably doesn’t have much confidence, but he still gambles a lot.”

The president hesitated for a moment and said, “Yesterday, the Inner Court received an application from Teacher Tang Zhenhua asking for resources worth 72 purple emblems. It’s at the Outer Court’s Special Exchange Office. The discount is about 61 purple emblems.”

“En?” Wang Tianyu was stunned.

The president said, “I think Lan Xuanyu bought them.”

Wang Tianyu immediately understood. “In that case, that little thing still bet everything.”

The president smiled bitterly and said, “Yes.”

Wang Tianyu: “…”

Of course, the current odds were no longer 1:3, after receiving a heavy bet at the last moment, it naturally changed. But the Gambling Center was quite excited. This time, they had a great chance of earning it back.

Everyone in the fourth year knew about Liu Baochuan’s strength. He would definitely enter the Inner Court in the future and was a true big name among the fourth years. He was deeply loved and respected by his classmates.

This battle received much more attention than the previous two matches. After all, the first years had already won two consecutive battles. Even the second and third grayearsders were on the fourth years’ side. This was a battle to protect the seniors’ dignity.

There was still half an hour before the start of the afternoon match. On the spectator stand, most of the first, second, third, and fourth years from the Outer Court had already arrived. There were even quite a number of people from the fifth and sixth year who came to watch.

The honest youth was still sitting in the corner and the red-haired young man didn’t come. Sitting next to him was the pretty senior Lan Xuanyu met at the Exchange Center that day.

At this moment, the pretty senior’s hand was being held by the honest youth, who had a satisfied expression.

“Let go!” The pretty senior sister said in annoyance.

“No,” the honest youth replied.

“I ask you once again, let go.” the pretty senior asked angrily.

“I won’t,” the honest youth said righteously.

“Alright.” The pretty senior stopped struggling and her expression calmed down.

The honest youth released his hand at this moment. “Darling, I was wrong.”

“Hmph!” The beautiful senior stepped on his leg, causing the honest youth to look wronged.

“And you dare to feel wronged?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Do you think the first years will have a chance today?” the pretty senior asked.

The honest youth said, “Can you stop stepping on me?”

“Answer my question.” The pretty senior glared at him.

The honest youth sighed and said, “It’s a little difficult. I wonder if Lan Xuanyu, this junior, listened to me. This kid is smart. If he understood what I said and spared no effort, he should still have a chance. You know how the fourth years are. The fourth graders have gone through almost an entire semester and their eyes have become red. We went through the same thing back then. Some things are impossible for the first years to have. Now, we just have to see if they can handle it. It will depend on the first minute. If by the first minute they aren’t defeated, there is still a chance.”

“En, I’m not optimistic about them either. I placed a purple emblem on the fourth years.” The pretty senior smiled and said, seemingly satisfied with the honest youth’s answer. She stopped struggling and let him hold her hand.

“Cough cough.” The honest youth coughed twice.

“What are you doing? Is there a problem?” The pretty senior asked doubtfully.

The honest youth laughed bitterly. “We have to look at it from both sides! The first years were able to challenge those stronger than them and defeat the second and third years consecutively. That’s not easy to deal with either. That Lan Xuanyu has a unique explosive power similar to a Divine Weapon, and he is extremely agile and is a cunning little fella. Who knows, he might be able to turn the tables against the wind. This match is really not easy to judge. I didn’t even bet.”

“What?” The pretty senior flung his hand away and placed her hands on her hips. “Hmph!”

Lan Xuanyu didn’t know that there was such an interlude in the spectator stand. At this moment, he was sitting with his partners for the final preparations.

“Class leader, you really don’t need me to return it?” Ding Zhuohan looked at Lan Xuanyu nervously.

“No need. We agreed that this is a consumable for you,” Lan Xuanyu said.

Ding Zhuohan chuckled. “Happiness came too suddenly, so I won’t stand on ceremony. Thank you, class leader. I now understand why Old Bing is following you around without any morals. Following class leader will bring one meat to eat indeed ! Why would I need any moral integrity?”

Lan Xuanyu smiled. “Of course. We’re brothers, so don’t stand on ceremony. Do your best later. If we win this match, I’ll treat our entire class to a feast.”

“Alright, it’s settled then.” Ding Zhuohan jumped around excitedly.

“It’s time, go on stage.” A teacher in charge of supervising the competition came over and reminded.

Lan Xuanyu brought his four teammates out of the passageway. Immediately, there were cheers from the first years and their hands could be seen clapping in the stands.

The second, third, and even fourth years turned their attention to them. They wanted to see the first years’ lineup.

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