Jin Jun: Senior Brother, how did it turn out?
Bei Wufeng: I lost. [covers face]
Jin Jun: [confused] Senior Brother, you lost?
Jin Jun: You lost to Zhang Yu? How was that possible?
Bei Wufeng: No helping it. He offered far too much.
Bei Wufeng: I lost to his Spirit Coins.
Seeing Bei Wufeng's messages, Jin Jun was shaken to the core, his face full of disbelief.
Jin Jun knew something of Bei Wufeng's financial strength. To make Bei Wufeng give up his school team spot in the Top Ten League, how many Spirit Coins would that take? "300 Spirit Coins? 600? Or... 1,000?"
The more Jin Jun thought about it, the more alarmed he became. "Zhang Yu is actually this rich? He actually crushed Senior Brother Bei Wufeng with money?"
If Zhang Yu had defeated Bei Wufeng in Sword Combat, Jin Jun would not have been nearly this shocked. In his eyes, the strength to beat Bei Wufeng by throwing money around was even more terrifying, even more unfathomable.
"Where did Zhang Yu get so much money? Could Magnetic Extremes True Lord have given it to him? If my Master had that kind of boldness too, my achievements would be far beyond this level."
After silently lamenting that his own Master could not compare to the other's, Jin Jun began envying this Senior Brother of his instead.
"A price that can satisfy even Senior Brother... if it were offered to me, I'd definitely give up my school team spot too. I couldn't possibly fight for first place anyway. Better to earn some extra Spirit Coins."
Then Jin Jun recalled his previous competition with Zhang Yu.
"If you were this rich, you should've said so earlier."
Jin Jun fumed inwardly, "Give me money! I can lose too! I can give