Exhibition Match?

"What is the connection between Red Lotus and Spirit Eye? How could you two possibly have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? The world is vast, and nothing is too strange."

Wang Dong'er sighed repeatedly; after all, in a proper Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the martial souls usually have at least some sort of connection.

Ji Siyuan was not pleased: It would be one thing if someone else said it, but coming from you, isn't that a bit too abstract?

Spirit Eye, Radiant Goddess Butterfly, Ice Jade Empress Scorpion, Clear Sky Hammer—there is no discernible connection between these four martial souls, and even the Holy Necromancer and the Sea God don't necessarily have a link, yet you two still possess a one-hundred-percent compatibility rate.

"Don't say that. Just because there's no connection doesn't mean there can't be a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Who knows, maybe you could have one with us two as well."

Wang Dong'er immediately declared that this was impossible and that she would absolutely never verify it!

She did not want to know if it were actually possible.

Tang San: "Go for it! Even if there isn't one, Uncle will use the power of the Sea God to forge one for you!"

"Uncle, is the power within me enough? I haven't inherited the Sea God's throne yet; I only have the little bit you left behind."

Tang San: "Think about it from a different angle. Why must you use the Sea God's power within yourself? Doesn't Wang Dong'er have it too? It's all Sea God divine power; you don't think I can't manipulate it, do you?"

The idea was a good one, but Wang Dong'er would never agree to it.

She stood a step away from the two of them.

She also did not want to be held by them.

Tang San: "If not now, we'll find a time later."

"Uncle, you really are persistent."

"After all, she can be considered my daughter now."

He wanted to rescue Wang Dong'er from the clutches of God King Tang.

Coming here wasn't exactly urgent; Ji Siyuan was still a bit weak.

Wang Dong'er hadn't sought them out for a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but for the secret techniques of the Tang Sect.

After teaching for a while, they saw Bei Bei walking toward them.

"Senior Brother Bei Bei!"

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong'er greeted Bei Bei enthusiastically, and Bei Bei, having spotted the three of them, walked in their direction.

"Siyuan, Yuhao. I have something I'd like to discuss with you. You are free to refuse."

Bei Bei explained the situation, but he deliberately omitted the involvement of Ma Xiaotao; he didn't want to put too much pressure on the two of them.

Ji Siyuan confirmed the message: "You want us to throw the match?"

Isn't match-fixing just disgusting to the audience?

"It's not throwing the match; it's just holding back for the first few moves before actually fighting for real later. It's just to earn a little pocket money."

Xu Sanshi's plan was simple: open a betting pool!

As a fifth-year senior, his soul power was far stronger than that of the first-year students Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao.

As long as the soul battle had a betting pool, they would inevitably have to perform a few moves to lose or bet on the duration of the fight, making the odds for winning or losing very, very low.

Huo Yuhao tugged at Ji Siyuan's sleeve; he didn't want to fight.

Furthermore, Ji Siyuan had lectured him not long ago that one must not cheat. Match-fixing was far more serious than cheating.

But it was clear that this matter still had to be decided by Ji Siyuan; in fact, Xu Sanshi was primarily looking for Ji Siyuan anyway.

"Fine, it's just making money; who wouldn't want to do that? Can I place a bet?"

Bei Bei: "You can, but as the bookie, you shouldn't really need to."

Huo Yuhao also called out anxiously: "Siyuan, we have enough money to spend, and if we don't, we can earn more. We don't need to fix matches."

Beside them, Wang Dong'er chimed in: "Fixing matches? I look down on you."

"Why do you all insist on thinking we're fixing the match? Can't we just fight for real?"

Xu Sanshi: "What? They bet on themselves to win? At ten-to-one odds?"

In a normal betting pool, regardless of the gap in strength, it is difficult to have odds exceeding ten. Unless it is a matchup like a Soul King fighting a Soul Master where there is absolutely no possibility of an upset.

Xu Sanshi kept his guard up; he had specifically marked the betting pool for the duration of the fight as a loss for Ji Siyuan.

The two borrowed money from Wang Dong and chose to bet on themselves to win, staking 200 gold coins.

It was their entire net worth.

This was absolute confidence in their strength, but to Xu Sanshi, it was a form of humiliation.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers; I simply must teach these two a lesson."

The match between the fifth-year and the first-year spread quickly through the outer courtyard, attracting a large number of bets.

Wu Feng: "A fifth-year challenging a first-year? This Senior Xu Sanshi is truly shameless. Ning Tian, are you going to bet?"

As one of the three Soul Elders in the first year, Ning Tian was well aware of the gap between a Soul Master and a Soul Elder. Not to mention that Xu Sanshi was a famous figure in the outer courtyard.

"How dare Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao accept?"

Dai Huabin walked over with Zhu Lu. "Hmph, overestimating their own abilities. Brainless."

Zhu Lu reminded him from the side, "Are they colluding to throw the match?"

There are many loopholes outside the rules, and rumors about Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi doing this have existed for a long time.

Because both of their family backgrounds are decent, no one has paid much attention to it.

With the status of the Mysterious Underworld Sect's young master, everyone also knows that Xu Sanshi wouldn't go too far.

Most people are still guessing how long Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao can hold out.

"Ten seconds shouldn't be a problem, I remember Ji Siyuan's first soul ring seems to be a thousand-year soul ring."

"Don't make your senior Xu Sanshi laugh; he's almost a Soul Ancestor. I recall these two have soul power levels of 11 and 15 respectively. A trash special-admission student and someone who barely made it into the school—they still want to hold out for a few seconds?"

Analyzing it from the perspective of strength, this is the most accurate assessment.

No matter how one looks at it, it is impossible for Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao to defeat Xu Sanshi.

"I bet 300 Gold Soul Coins that Ji Siyuan won't last 10 seconds." Dai Huabin's voice was loud; it is well-known that he and Ji Siyuan have a grudge.

There aren't many who cause trouble on the first day of school, but Dai Huabin is the first to make his trouble known to everyone. It was mainly because his behavior was so unsightly, and he was even extorted for Gold Soul Coins and a Life-Generating Fruit.

Having been pampered since childhood, Dai Huabin had never received such treatment, so he harbored a grudge.

As his fiancée, Zhu Lu also followed suit and bet 200 Gold Soul Coins.

Consequently, more people followed along to place bets.

The upperclassmen also chose their own estimated durations based on Xu Sanshi's reputation and strength.

Wang Dong'er quietly walked to the side and bet 500 Gold Soul Coins on Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao winning.

"Hmph, it's not that I think highly of you. I just simply think there are too few people betting on you to win."

But her inner thoughts appeared different in the eyes of others; being the only one to bet on a win, and betting so much, was clearly just to attract attention.

"There's actually someone betting on Ji Siyuan to win? Where did this genius come from?"

Tang Ya stepped forward, "We are from the Tang Sect; what's wrong with betting on our own people to win?"

Dai Huabin turned red with anger the moment he saw Tang Ya; it was her Dragon Whisker Needle that left him with psychological trauma to this day. "Hmph, a trash sect throwing money into the water. Do you think it's still 4,000 years ago?"

"What did you say!" Tang Ya glared at Dai Huabin.

"What? Am I wrong? Does your Tang Sect even have five people now?" Dai Huabin smiled contemptuously.

Wang Dong'er immediately stood out, "Are you bad at math or is there something wrong with your brain? Can't you see five people?"

Everyone started laughing at Dai Huabin.

He couldn't even understand what others were saying, yet this person actually had the qualifications to inherit a dukedom.