" William!"
Just then, a delicate shout rang out from the side.
Zhang Junbao turned his head and saw Zhao Ruo, dressed in a purple training uniform and brimming with a sense of justice, looking furious and shouting, " William, you're shameless!"
Junbao Brother Junbao is a newcomer; he's still Spirit Reader. He's going to challenge you to a duel using martial arts strength in the Challenge Room?
I'm afraid they're just giving you money!
Could your skin get any thicker?
You despicable bunch! Back in March, you secretly found some newbies and made them gamble against you, losing money to you! If you're so capable, why don't you gamble with me?!
"Miss Zhao Ruo, this has nothing to do with you. I believe Zhang Junbao is very strong. Even without using his Spiritual Force, a Spirit Reader's reaction speed is much faster than ours. Maybe I'll lose to him." William said calmly.
William's every word seemed meticulously crafted, making Zhang Junbao feel that he posed no threat, and slowly leading him into William's trap.
Zhao Ruo also looked at Junbao: " Junbao, don't trust this foreign devil. Some people in the Training Camp are quite cunning."
They specifically bully newcomers. They don't dare to bully them openly, but instead engage in betting battles with them... and in these betting battles, the newcomers almost always lose.
After suffering a loss, the newcomers realized how formidable the veterans were! This foreigner's Combat Power Amplitude was 'medium'—not high, but not low either; the newcomers were generally no match for him.
You're Spirit Reader, why are you using martial arts skills to fight them?!
Zhao Ruo knew that Zhang Junbao's martial arts strength was nominally only that of Beginner Warlord, which was also the strength he was certified to at the Limits Dojo.
Such strength might be considered genius outside, but in Elite Training Camp, it's really not enough.
"A billion is nothing to Spirit Reader, right, Zhang Junbao?"
Are you really going to make a decision and listen to a woman's opinion?
The blond-haired youth William, looked at Zhang Junbao and said, "Joining any organization would earn you more than this in a year."
With a combination of persuasion and threats, if Zhang Junbao were impulsive, William's words might actually sway him, and incidentally, it would also damage his relationship with Zhao Ruo, killing two birds with one stone.
After watching William's performance, Zhang Junbao inwardly praised him, thinking it was rare to see a martial artist with some brains, but unfortunately, he hadn't used them in the right way.
"The premise of using reverse psychology is ensuring that you have the absolute strength to defeat your opponent. Does this foreign version of ' Xiaoming ' William think that my martial arts skills are not good enough?"
"The essence of ancient Huaxia military strategy is beyond the comprehension of these blond-haired, Bi Yan barbarians. Today, I'll teach you a lesson." Zhang Junbao thought to himself.
He grabbed Zhao Ruo, who was about to rush into a fight, and said, "Senior sister, don't rush!"
Look at me, a newbie from a poor family. I don't even have a decent combat uniform or weapons at the Training Camp. They're so eager to give me equipment, how can I refuse?
Xiaoming, oh, no.
William, right?
When Zhang Junbao called him Xiaoming, William didn't react for a moment, while the Huaxia people next to him all looked like they understood immediately, and they held back their laughter.
But Zhao Ruo didn't realize this and burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.
" Xiaoming... Hahaha... That's right, don't call him William anymore. The curator encourages everyone to learn Huaxia culture, so let's just call him Xiaoming!"
William and the several European students behind him were still completely bewildered, wondering what was so funny about their names.
" William, look at me, I'm new to the Training Camp and can't even afford a weapon, I'm really poor! That guy behind you has a pretty good sword, how about we use it as a wager?"
"Huh?" William looked behind him and saw a tall, thin, blond young man holding his sword, waiting to watch the show. He didn't expect that the focus would suddenly shift to him.
" Candace, your sword?" William asked, his eyes filled with doubt.
"So that's Candace. No wonder his sword looks better than others'!" Zhang Junbao smiled, surprised that he had caught such a big fish while casually fishing.
William knew that Candace's sword was no ordinary weapon. Both of them were swordsmen, and Candace had often shown off his sword skills at the Training Camp.
"This sword was a reward my family gave me when I entered the Training Camp. It's a precious sword that represents my status as the first heir of the Polenas Family."
This sword is a masterpiece among SS-level swords; it won't shatter even if attacked by King-level monster!
Even the best deal offered by the martial arts school would cost over 30 billion Huaxia Currency. Can you afford to gamble that?
"A dignified Spirit Reader, surely doesn't even have 30 billion? Tsk tsk tsk, Huaxia's genius, so poor..."
Candace glanced arrogantly at Zhang Junbao. How dare a newcomer like him, who had just entered the Training Camp, provoke him? Did he really think he was something special just because he was Spirit Reader?
Candace was very dissatisfied that Huaxia had produced another genius in Spirit Reader, so naturally he wouldn't give Zhang Junbao a friendly look.
A penniless wretch, who supposedly lived in a slum before becoming a martial artist, dares to covet his sword? He's like a toad trying to eat a swan.
"30 billion? My god! A regular SS-level sword only costs about 30 billion Huaxia Currency. Doesn't that mean this sword is worth several times more than a regular SS-level sword? No wonder Candace carries it around all the time, treating it better than his own wife!"
Candace's words immediately caused an uproar among the other trainees.
With a staggering 30 billion, Candace, as the first heir of the powerful Polenas Family in the HR Alliance, is indeed no ordinary man.
Even to these seasoned geniuses, 30 billion is an astronomical sum.
Even many powerful Wargod don't have such wealth; 30 billion is a huge sum for Wargod!
Seeing the gasps of surprise from the other trainees around him, Candace's sharp eyebrows twitched slightly, revealing a smug smile.
This sword was a reward from his family when he entered the Elite Training Camp, and he lived up to expectations, consistently ranking around the top 40 in the Training Camp. In other words, although Candace was young, he already possessed strength close to that of Wargod.
"3...30 billion?..." Zhang Junbao deliberately opened his mouth wide and stammered.
" Junbao, 30 billion is too much! Don't gamble anymore! They're definitely taking advantage of you being a newbie!" Zhao Ruo tugged at Zhang Junbao's hand and said anxiously.
Zhang Junbao ignored Zhao Ruo and instead stubbornly said with a flushed face, "If I take out 30 billion, will you gamble with this sword against me?"
"Yeah, you've never seen so much money before, have you?"
"How about this: if you can come up with 30 billion right now, I'll wager this sword on you and let you fight William, with everyone here as witnesses."
Candace found Zhang Junbao's penniless, utterly shabby appearance ridiculous. Even within the Elite Training Camp, the differences between geniuses remained enormous.
Not only had Zhang Junbao never seen so much money, but Zhao Ruo had never either.
Chu Qiang joined the Huaxia Military, and his annual funding was only 5 billion. The 30 billion was already more than the 5-year funding for Chu Qiang, the second-ranked expert in the Training Camp.
"Senior sister, how about you lend me 1 billion? I don't need more, just 1 billion. I have some money of my own. If I win, I'll pay you back 1.1 billion."
"With so many brothers from Huaxia here, if each of you lends me 1 billion, I guarantee I'll repay you 1.1 billion, principal and interest, within a month!"
Zhang Junbao addressed the group of geniuses beside him.
"One billion each? Junbao, are you crazy? Even if you're Spirit Reader, money doesn't just fall from the sky!"
If you lose, how many years would it take you to repay 33 billion with interest?
Do you still want to train in the Training Camp?
Zhao Ruo looked at Zhang Junbao, who was borrowing money everywhere, incredulously. She felt that he was just too proud to admit his status as Spirit Reader and refused to give up. He was suffering for the sake of saving face.
30 billion!
Even a battle between Wargod is a huge gamble.
Zhang Junbao concealed his smile; the bait had been cast, now it was just a matter of whether the fish would take the bait.
If Candace is too greedy, then Zhang Junbao shouldn't blame him for not being polite to him and making a killing off him!