What Was Wang Hao's Level? He Wanted to Beat an Opponent She Had Lost To
Everyone turned to look in unison.
A tall figure in white stepped out of the light screen.
It wasn't Su Mu.
It was Ye Qingxue.
The moment she emerged, the clamor outside noticeably quieted.
Everyone instinctively looked at her, their gazes filled with surprise, curiosity, and a barely concealed urge to find out more.
Compared to when she had gone in, Ye Qingxue looked a little tired, though it was barely noticeable.
Her face was slightly pale, and her breathing was a little quicker than usual.
But overall, she was still in good shape. Her back was straight, and her steps were unhurried, without the slightest sign of disarray.
Someone sharp-eyed pulled up her level to check.
"Level seven!" The person sucked in a breath, their voice rising in pitch. "Ye Qingxue is already level seven!"
"My god... level seven? How long has she been in there?"
"Wait, do you know what level seven means? Every wave in the nightmare dungeon gives a lot of experience, but to get from level five to level seven, wouldn't she have to beat more than a dozen waves at least?"
"So she made it past at least ten waves in the nightmare dungeon?"
"Is she even fucking human? More than ten waves in the nightmare dungeon on her first day after awakening?"
"Could Ye Qingxue have cleared it?"
The moment someone voiced that guess, it was as if all the air had been sucked out of the place.
Everyone looked at one another, then turned to Ye Qingxue as one.
If she really had cleared the nightmare dungeon, Rongcheng No. 1 High School might be about to produce a true monster this year.
Ye Qingxue, however, paid the discussion no mind.
Her gaze swept calmly over the crowd, as if she were looking for something, or perhaps nothing at all. Then she started toward the rest area.
In truth, she wasn't as calm as she appeared.
The fifteenth wave.
She had reached the fifteenth wave, and then she had run into that thing.
It was a goblin that wasn't particularly large, clad in dark gold armor and carrying a long, slender scimitar. It was incredibly fast, and its attacks were even more impossibly tricky.
Ye Qingxue had taken one look at its stats and made her judgment.
She couldn't beat it.
It was five levels higher than her, and its stats crushed hers across the board.
Against its speed, her Ice and Snow Domain couldn't have its intended effect.
If she forced the fight, she would only subject her core card and creature cards to unnecessary damage.
So she withdrew.
Decisively and cleanly, without any hesitation.
But she wasn't satisfied with the result.
Just as I thought, trying to clear nightmare on the first day after awakening was still too much of a stretch, Ye Qingxue thought with a soft sigh.
With two days to build up her strength, raise her level a little higher, add a few high-level ice-type cards, and expand the coverage of her Ice and Snow Domain, she was confident she could break through the wave fifteen boss head-on.
But not now.
While he was thinking, she suddenly heard a name.
"Does Su Mu really think he can challenge Wang Hao just because he has a special dungeon? Wang Hao's S-rank."
"Exactly. Where does someone with an F-rank core card get the confidence to accept a challenge like that?"
"He's hiding in there, too scared to come out. He's probably trying to figure out how to weasel out of the bet."
Ye Qingxue stopped.
She turned her head slightly toward the voices.
A group of students had gathered there, animatedly discussing the bet Su Mu and Wang Hao had made earlier.
Ye Qingxue didn't go over.
She simply stood where she was and listened quietly.
The discussion was full of mockery and scorn, every remark making no secret of how little they thought of Su Mu's chances.
Ye Qingxue fell silent.
She remembered Su Mu calling Wang Hao a "dumb*ss" in the academic affairs office. She remembered the beat her heart had skipped when she followed his lead and said the same word. She remembered Wang Hao's face flushing red in an instant.
Was someone like that even worthy?
She knew better than anyone what kind of person Su Mu was.
In their three years of high school, that guy had never lost a single practical simulation of dungeon design.
Every time, no matter how hard she chased after him, no matter how hard she tried, Su Mu's final score was always higher than hers.
He was a monster.
Ye Qingxue had thought that countless times.
And now, that monster had awakened a theme nobody could see through.
In everyone else's eyes, Su Mu was already finished.
An F-rank stone card, a special theme, no resources, and no backing.
Anyone would think someone like that had overestimated himself by stooping to a bet with Wang Hao.
But Ye Qingxue didn't think so.
She had seen Su Mu in simulation competitions.
While everyone else followed templates step by step and copied others' work, Su Mu could always come up with a different solution. And every time, it was precise, efficient, and flawless.
If he had dared to accept the bet, he had to have something to back him up.
And what level was Wang Hao on, anyway?
He wanted to beat an opponent she had lost to.
Ye Qingxue found an inconspicuous corner in the crowd and stood there, her gaze fixed on the trial ground's light screen.
She didn't leave.
She wanted to see for herself just how far Su Mu could go.
Not far away, Wang Hao had also noticed Ye Qingxue.
He had seen her emerge from the light screen, seen the people around her make way, and seen her walk to the corner and stand there without a word.
She hadn't left.
Wang Hao's heart suddenly beat a little faster.
What is Ye Qingxue waiting for? Why hasn't she left?
Could she... be waiting for Su Mu?
The moment that thought occurred to him, Wang Hao's face darkened. But soon, another possibility came to mind.
Maybe she was just waiting for the next round of challenges. Maybe she planned to enter the dungeon again once she had rested enough.
But whatever the reason, Wang Hao felt that his chance had come.
As soon as Su Mu came out and lost the bet, Ye Qingxue would see clearly who was truly worthy of her attention.
S-rank against F-rank-a crushing victory.
By then, Su Mu would owe five hundred thousand in gambling debt and his reputation would be in ruins.
And he, Wang Hao, would not only have won face, but also have proven himself in front of Ye Qingxue.
Wang Hao's fists clenched involuntarily, and the corners of his mouth curved up in excitement.
Meanwhile, in the data observation area on the other side, the school administrators were already in an uproar.
"Fifteen waves! Ye Qingxue made it to wave fifteen!" The female teacher's voice trembled with barely suppressed excitement.
"Do you know what fifteen waves means?" The dean of students took a deep breath. "There are fifteen waves in the nightmare dungeon in total. That means Ye Qingxue was only one step away. Give her another day, and she'll be able to clear it!"
"Reaching wave fifteen on the day she awakened has already broken the record set since our school was founded." The bespectacled teacher pushed up his glasses, his hands trembling slightly. "And look closely: she wasn't forcibly ejected. She withdrew of her own accord. What does that mean? It means she still had strength to spare and just didn't think it was worth fighting to the bitter end."
"She withdrew voluntarily?" The vice principal was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant. "You're saying she ran into something she couldn't beat, but still got out unscathed?"