Compared with the morning classes, the afternoon classes were utterly dull, consisting entirely of physical training.
Even a Three-Ring Soul Master like Ye Chen was drenched in sweat.
After finally enduring until class ended, Ye Chen went out of his way to find Wang Dong.
"Lend me some money, will you?"
"???" Wang Dong's face was covered in question marks. "Don't you have enough money to spend?"
"I'm planning a big score. Want to buy in?" Ye Chen said mysteriously.
"What? Are you going to rob someone?" Wang Dong asked in bewilderment.
"Something like that, but much faster than robbery," Ye Chen said confidently.
"..." After thinking for a while, Wang Dong still took a Gold Soul Coin bank card out of his pocket.
"There are fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins in here. Consider it a loan," Wang Dong said through gritted teeth.
He had sneaked out of the Clear Sky Sect and hadn't brought that much money with him.
Lending it all to Ye Chen at once still left him feeling reluctant.
"Relax. I definitely won't let you take a loss." With that, Ye Chen took the bank card and headed straight for the Soul Fighting Arena.
"???" After mulling it over, Wang Dong still couldn't feel at ease and ultimately decided to follow him. "Wait for me! What are you going to do?"
Sure enough, just as Ye Chen had expected, when he arrived at the Shrek Soul Arena, its broadcast was advertising Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi's match.
In the outer court, Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi held the title of the Outer Court Twin Stars.
And in Shrek's Soul Fighting Arena, someone would usually run a betting pool where people could place wagers.
As such, their soul fighting matches were among the most exciting to watch. They were almost evenly matched, and although both had trump cards, they generally didn't use them. Their matches therefore saw victories on both sides, with draws accounting for most of the results.
Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi had also exploited this loophole to make quite a bit of money.
The outer court's strongest offense versus its strongest defense.
"Betting is open for Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi's match! Hurry up if you want to place a wager! Place your bets, then hands off! Place your bets, then hands off!"
Ye Chen approached the betting desk. Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi's odds were nearly identical, both around 1:1.8, while the odds for a draw actually reached 1:3!
"Would you like to place a bet?" the staff member running the betting pool asked.
Ye Chen nodded and took out the Gold Soul Coin bank card Wang Dong had lent him.
"Hello. I'm betting fifty thousand Gold Soul Coins on Bei Bei winning."
"Fifty thousand? Are you sure you want to wager that much?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
Hesitation means defeat. I have to go all in!
Besides, Ye Chen couldn't imagine any circumstances in which Bei Bei would lose!
With Huo Yuhao's ridiculously overpowered cheat supporting him, and Xu Sanshi still suffering from the Dragon Whisker Needle's debuff, losing would be difficult even if he tried.
If the Soul Fighting Arena hadn't forbidden first-year students from competing, Ye Chen would have wanted to take the stage himself and win even more Gold Soul Coins!
Meanwhile, Wang Dong hurried over and saw this scene, only to feel as though the sky had collapsed!
"Wait, you bet all of it?" Wang Dong grabbed Ye Chen and asked.
"Yeah. Relax, I'm confident." With that, Ye Chen led Wang Dong to the Soul Fighting Arena's spectator seats.
Sitting in the stands, Wang Dong's face was now ashen. If Ye Chen lost everything in one bet, what was he supposed to do?
That was practically everything he owned! Apart from setting aside a little for living expenses, he had lent it all to Ye Chen!
Soon, the soul fighting match officially began.
At the referee's command, Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi released their martial souls almost simultaneously.
Watching the Sky Screen, Yu Xiaogang froze when he saw Bei Bei's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.
Then delight spread across his face.
"Erlong, look! It's the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul! Our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's legacy has lasted ten thousand years!"
Yu Xiaogang had always harbored resentment over the Spirit Hall's destruction of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. He had even sworn to destroy the Spirit Hall at any cost!
Who would have thought that, beyond the dark willows and bright blossoms, another village would appear? The Spirit Hall was gone, yet their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had survived.
Yu Xiaogang immediately typed into the chat box.
[Yu Xiaogang: Isn't that fellow named Bei Bei guaranteed to win this match? The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul is the world's number one beast martial soul!]
Everyone else watching the Sky Screen had a whole cluster of question marks floating above their heads.
Judging by the odds, both fighters had won and lost, with an enormous number of draws, hadn't they? Could this grandmaster of martial soul theory predict the result just by looking at their martial souls again?
[En Ci: The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul is very powerful, but calling it the world's number one beast martial soul is a bit of a stretch, isn't it?]
En Ci had grounds for saying this. His newly accepted disciple, Long Yue, possessed the Mountain Dragon King, which surpassed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul!
[Long Yeyue: Exactly. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon no longer qualifies as the world's number one beast martial soul.]
Long Yeyue wholeheartedly agreed. Her own twin martial souls, the Light-Dark Twin Sacred Dragons, had long since surpassed an ordinary Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul in strength.
Of course, if Ye Chen had seen this comment, he would surely have thrown in a couple of mocking remarks.
Long Yeyue? Just the Fireworks Douluo and the continent's number one Fleeing Douluo. So what if her martial souls are powerful?
She simply dragged down the caliber of Limit Douluos!
Neither Gu Yue nor Tang Wulin said anything after seeing that comment.
One didn't want to expose her identity, while the other wasn't sure whether his counted as a dragon-type martial soul.
The good mood Yu Xiaogang had only just acquired vanished under Long Yeyue and En Ci's retorts, wiping the smile clean off his face.
[Yu Xiaogang: What? The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon isn't the world's number one beast martial soul? Do you understand the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul better, or do I?]
[Yu Xiaogang: ********]
[Sky Screen: Yu Xiaogang has been muted for ten minutes.]
Of course, no one besides Yu Xiaogang could see his name. They could only see a string of identification codes, but everyone knew perfectly well who had been muted.
Yu Xiaogang: "???"
[Xu Xiaoyan: Why did someone get muted? That's so scary.]
[Ning Rongrong: Exactly. I'm practically crying from fright.]
Yu Xiaogang: What is that supposed to mean?
Meanwhile, within the Sky Screen,
Ye Chen looked at Bei Bei's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul thoughtfully.
"Apparently, Bei Bei and Mu En's Light Sacred Dragon Bloodline came from Yu Xiaogang. Does that mean Yu Xiaogang ended up having a child with Liu Erlong after all?" Ye Chen speculated.
By now, Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi's battle had begun.
Both were extremely familiar with each other's moves.
But as the fight continued, Xu Sanshi realized something was wrong.
Bei Bei was fighting extremely aggressively today, as though he deliberately intended to force him into a corner.
Just as Xu Sanshi was about to unleash his second and third soul skills, he suddenly felt as though a needle had stabbed his brain.
His consciousness blurred for an instant, interrupting the activation of his two soul skills and preventing him from unleashing them immediately.
Bei Bei seized that opening and defeated Xu Sanshi in an instant.
"Bei Bei wins!" the referee announced.
Outside the Sky Screen, Yu Xiaogang was overjoyed at the sight and immediately typed into the chat box.
[Yu Xiaogang: See? I told you the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was the strongest beast martial soul!]
But the moment he tried to send it, he received a notification from the Sky Screen: [You have been muted and cannot send messages.]
Yu Xiaogang: I ********!
In the stands, Wang Dong finally let out a relieved breath, as though a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
Ye Chen caught every bit of his reaction.
"What are you so nervous about?" Ye Chen asked with a smile.
"How could I not be nervous? I nearly ended up living on the northwest wind along with you!" Wang Dong now wanted nothing more than to give Ye Chen a beating.
But on second thought, he probably couldn't beat Ye Chen anyway.
"Come on." Ye Chen stood up. "Let's go collect the money."