"Yuhao."
Wang Dong exclaimed, rushed to the ring immediately, and supported Huo Yuhao who was about to fall to the ground.
And Yin Chen, at the moment Huo Yuhao fell, looked deeply into his eyes.
'Electrolux, Holy Necromancer, I have long admired your name.'
A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Silence.
An oppressive silence enveloped the entire Soul Fighting Zone.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the young man with silver hair and strange eyes in the center of the ring.
He just stood there quietly, and he seemed to become the focus. The chill emanating from his body made everyone's breathing become cautious.
Yin Chen clapped his hands, and a crisp sound broke the dead silence.
The layer of diamond ice crystals covering his right hand quietly faded away, as if it had never appeared.
His eyes fell on Wu Feng, who was still in a state of despair. His tone was calm and no emotion could be heard, but every word was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.
"Okay, Wu Feng."
Wu Feng's body trembled, and he raised his head suddenly, looking at him with complicated eyes.
There was fear, unwillingness, and a trace of confusion that she didn't want to admit.
"Whether you accept it or not, Huo Yuhao can fight like this with you. Among all the freshmen, there are not many people who can do it."
Yin Chen states a fact.
"Don't cause trouble for him again in the future."
He paused and added:
"We are all classmates, and it is normal to have some conflicts and frictions. You can quarrel, or even go to the Soul Fight stage to have a fight and solve the problem with your fists like today. However, there is no need to divide life and death. This is Shrek Academy, not your back garden, and it is not a place where you can kill people at will."
The first half of these words was addressed to Wu Feng, but the second half was addressed to all the arrogant and proud people in the audience.
Wu Feng's lips moved, as if she wanted to refute something, but when she met Yin Chen's emotionless eyes, she finally swallowed her words and lowered her head in humiliation.
She knew that what Yin Chen said was right.
If Yin Chen hadn't taken action, she might have been an idiot by now.
After saying Wu Feng, Yin Chen turned around and glanced at the Freshman Class One students who were silent in the audience with his golden and green eyes.
"Same for you."
His voice was not loud, but it made everyone feel nervous.
"During the time when Gu Yue and I were away, you were just messing around like this. Why, do you think Teacher Wang Yan and Teacher Han Ruoruo have such good tempers that they can't control you anymore?"
"You even started a gambling game? How courageous are you?"
Yin Chen's mouth curved into something that looked like a smile but not a smile.
"Who made the offer? Stand up for yourself."
The students in the audience suddenly became commotion. You looked at me, I looked at you, but no one dared to speak.
Yin Chen was not in a hurry and just looked at them quietly.
"Boss."
Cao Jinxuan cleared his throat, shouted loudly, and at the same time stretched out his finger and pointed accurately at his friend beside him.
"It's a bet started by Zhou Sichen."
This voice is full of energy and a sense of justice, as if he is some kind of hero who exposes evil forces.
Zhou Sichen was named, and his body stiffened instantly.
He slowly turned his head one by one, staring at Cao Jinxuan with eyes full of grief, anger and disbelief.
That look seemed to say: 'Didn't we have a life-long friendship? Aren't we growing up? You just betrayed me like this?'
Cao Jinxuan responded to him with a helpless expression of "Brother, please ask for your blessings." He even quietly moved a few steps to the side for fear of being implicated.
Zhou Sichen's heart feels so cold.
He took a deep breath, and when he turned his head to look at Yin Chen on the ring again, his face was already filled with a flattering, almost flattering smile.
He jogged all the way to the front, raised his head, and said in the most sincere tone:
"Boss, I was wrong. I was really wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore. I just saw everyone's enthusiasm and wanted to liven up the atmosphere. I really didn't think too much."
Yin Chen glanced at him and said lightly, "Do you still want a next time?"
Zhou Sichen broke out in a cold sweat. "No, no, no, there will never be a next time. Don't worry, boss."
Yin Chen ignored his assurance, his eyes swept over the people in the audience, and finally landed on the Soul Tool screen that temporarily served as the odds board.
"Let's see... If you win by betting Wu Feng, you'll pay one point to one. If you win by betting Huo Yuhao, you'll pay ten to one."
He read out these two numbers, and many students in the audience who had voted for Wu Feng showed complex expressions of annoyance and joy.
I am upset that I lost money, but fortunately I did not lose too much.
Yin Chen's eyes turned to Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao who were supporting Huo Yuhao in the crowd, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Wang Dong, Xiao Xiao, how much did you two press?"
Wang Dong was busy checking Huo Yuhao's injuries at the moment. When he heard the question, he said without raising his head, "I pressed a thousand Gold Soul Coin."
Xiao Xiao also replied in a low voice, "I... I also pressed a thousand."
One thousand Gold Soul Coin.
Suddenly there was a gasp of air from the audience.
For freshmen like them, this is not a small amount of money. After all, they have to spend money on everything in the Shrek Academy, and their pocket money is not much.
Yin Chen nodded, and his eyes returned to Zhou Sichen. His eyes seemed to be looking at a poor poor guy who had gone bankrupt.
"So, how to calculate the result? Sister Ruoruo."
Yin Chen looked at Han Ruoruo.
Han Ruoruo was also dumbfounded by this sudden turn of events, but she quickly made a professional judgment:
"According to the rules, it can be judged as a draw, but..."
She changed the topic and said, "Although the final battle was stopped by you Yin Chen, I can already determine that Huo Yuhao won."
Yin Chen nodded in agreement, finally looked at Zhou Sichen, and sentenced him to death.
"Did you hear that? If Huo Yuhao wins, you will be compensated ten thousand. Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao each bet one thousand. You need to pay each of them ten thousand Gold Soul Coin, a total of twenty thousand."
"As for the money won by pressing Wu Feng..."
Yin Chen glanced at the total amount on the screen.
"The total is less than three thousand Gold Soul Coin, which can't even fill a hole. Zhou Sichen, you can do the math yourself."
"Two... twenty thousand Gold Soul Coin..."
Zhou Sichen's eyes instantly lost focus, and his soul seemed to have been sucked out of his whole body, turning gray-white from the inside out.
He felt like the sky was falling.
'Twenty thousand... Twenty thousand Gold Soul Coin... I... where can I get so much money?'
His mind went blank.
'My total net worth is less than five hundred Gold Soul Coin, and I still owe Cao Jinxuan this bastard three hundred...'