Mutual Killing Intent, the Wager Begins

This sudden sensation was unpleasant, making Li Qingming's body stiffen slightly.

Only after he was certain that the thought had completely vanished did he come back to his senses, his expression gradually calming.

Seeing Wang Dong's puzzled expression, Li Qingming merely smiled.

"It's nothing. Come on, let's eat together and see what dishes the cafeteria has today."

"Oh, okay. Let's go, then."

Wang Dong nodded as she spoke and did not continue pressing the matter of Huo Yuhao.

After all, Huo Yuhao had nothing to do with her. They did not even know each other, let alone have any connection.

Yet regardless of whether they knew each other or not, Li Qingming's state had indeed become somewhat strange.

As Tang San's consciousness disappeared, Qian Renxue's remnant soul reappeared within his body.

However, the miniature Qian Renxue was trembling faintly. Her face held both anger and a humanlike fear.

Li Qingming sensed Qian Renxue's expression, but his own expression did not change in the slightest.

Tang San. That fleeting moment just now had definitely been Tang San's divine sense observing him.

That thing could have a major effect on him, but the effect was ultimately limited. It could not truly affect him too deeply.

Moreover, he had hidden himself well. On top of that, there was only this one Martial Soul in this body, so even if something did go wrong, it would not be too serious. It would still be within what he could bear.

At worst, Tang San would directly intervene and have Wang Dong reconnect with Huo Yuhao. But so what? It would not affect him.

With that thought, Li Qingming's expression settled completely. He let out a soft breath, and the two of them went to the cafeteria for a simple meal.

Meanwhile, the events here drew the attention of many people, especially the appearance of two hundred-thousand-year soul rings.

After Dai Huabin returned, he immediately summoned the guards of the White Tiger Duke's Estate.

However, contrary to what Li Qingming had expected, Dai Huabin was not only planning to kill Li Qingming this time. He was also preparing to deal with Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao's existence this time was simply too dangerous.

"That boy has two hundred-thousand-year soul rings. Someone like him must be eliminated."

"Once he grows up, I have a feeling I'll never be at ease."

Dai Huabin spoke in an icy voice.

Even though he had no connection whatsoever with Huo Yuhao, he inexplicably felt wary of him, or rather, he had an indescribable feeling about him.

That feeling was strange. Even he himself could not explain it.

But he still chose to follow his instincts—or rather, his own thoughts—and prepared to eliminate Huo Yuhao directly.

If Li Qingming had known about this, he could only have given Dai Huabin a thumbs-up. It was simply absurd beyond words.

Huo Yuhao was truly miserable this time. Before he could even take revenge on his enemy, that enemy was already preparing to kill him first.

Of course, neither of them knew that at Shrek's border, a figure completely covered in clothing was standing there.

He appeared to be a youth of fifteen or sixteen. His entire body was concealed beneath his clothes, and he even wore gloves over his hands.

But if those gloves were stripped off, one would see that his entire body was the pure color of ice crystal.

It was Li Qingming's Ice-Snow Clone.

The Ice-Snow Clone had already arrived and was waiting outside Shrek as well, waiting for Dai Huabin to make his move—or rather, waiting for this opportunity too.

He would pin Dai Huabin down completely, then kill him outright.

Dai Huabin likewise knew nothing of Li Qingming's intentions.

If he had known, he might have regretted what he did to Li Qingming today.

After the night passed, the soul beasts were thoroughly suppressed the next morning, and practical combat training began once more.

However, having already decided to eliminate Li Qingming, Dai Huabin walked straight up to him.

Looking at Dai Huabin's cold and venomous face, Li Qingming remained equally calm.

After all, he had also prepared to eliminate Dai Huabin completely. Thus, facing Dai Huabin, he gave a gentle smile.

"Li Qingming, do you dare compete with me? We'll compare who gets the higher score in this practical combat training."

Dai Huabin spoke as he looked at Li Qingming provocatively.

Li Qingming merely raised an eyebrow in response to Dai Huabin's gaze.

But before he could speak, Wang Dong had already stepped forward.

"What's there not to dare?"

"But what do you want to wager?"

"A wager needs stakes, doesn't it? You can't just say a few empty words and call it done."

As Wang Dong spoke, she took a step forward. The two stood quite close now, and she looked at Dai Huabin with a provocative expression.

Dai Huabin glared back at Wang Dong with a gloomy face.

He had no goodwill whatsoever toward these three people who had stolen first place from him. He was already filled with malice toward them.

Thus, when he looked at Wang Dong, his tone was utterly impolite.

"If I win, I want the reward you received for this freshman competition—the reward for first place."

"And I want you to tell the entire class that you're all trash, inferior to me, Dai Huabin."

After speaking, Dai Huabin glanced at Wang Dong before turning his gaze to Li Qingming.

Faced with Dai Huabin's provocative stare, Wang Dong turned her head to look at Li Qingming as well.

Although she had taken the initiative to confront Dai Huabin, she still listened to Li Qingming in the end.

As he listened to Dai Huabin's words, a trace of coldness flashed through Li Qingming's eyes, though his voice remained calm.

"Fine. I agree."

"My condition is simple. If you lose, I want you to kneel before me in public and say that everyone in your White Tiger Duke's Estate is trash."

Li Qingming's voice was calm, and his gaze met Dai Huabin's directly. Killing intent was fully exposed in those icy eyes.

Their gazes clashed, and the smell of gunpowder was already intense.

Zhu Lu frowned slightly. Since this involved the White Tiger Duke's Estate, she wanted to persuade Dai Huabin otherwise.

But Dai Huabin did not speak. Instead, he turned to look at Zhu Lu.

"There are two of you, and two of us. We'll make it a two-on-two competition and see whose score is higher."

Dai Huabin gestured toward Zhu Lu as he spoke.

His current strength was clear enough. Even if he challenged a thousand-year soul beast, he was confident of earning the full 150 points.

As long as Zhu Lu's score was not too low, it would not be difficult for her to earn over ninety points by defeating a hundred-year soul beast. Together, they would have at least 240 points.

On Li Qingming's side, Li Qingming could at most earn a little over 100 points. No matter how strong Wang Dong was, it would be impossible for her to defeat a thousand-year soul beast.

Therefore, Wang Dong could at most challenge a hundred-year soul beast and score less than 100 points.

Their total would be around 200 points at most. With the gap between 240 and 200 right there, Dai Huabin was absolutely certain that he could win.

Seeing Dai Huabin so confident, Zhu Lu opened her mouth.

She was not as blindly optimistic as Dai Huabin. Li Qingming was not weak.

If Li Qingming also challenged a thousand-year soul beast, he would most likely be able to score over 140 points.

Then, even if Wang Dong was slightly weaker and could only score around ninety points, it would be difficult to say who would win or lose.

But thinking of Dai Huabin's strength, Zhu Lu fell silent for a second before nodding.

"Fine. Then it'll be 2v2. Whoever loses kneels."

"If we lose, we'll kneel and apologize immediately. And we'll admit that the White Tiger Martial Soul and Hell Spirit Cat Martial Soul are inferior to your Holy Angel Martial Soul."