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Wang Chengfeng was unwilling in his heart, but seeing that the First Prince had spoken, he couldn't refuse to give him face, so he had to agree, saying, "As the First Prince says, I will listen to the First Prince in everything."

Ying Zhi whispered to Qin Buyi beside him, "Brother Qin, are you really confident in this battle?"

Qin Buyi nodded in response, "No matter what happens on the arena, please, Brother Ying Zhi, do not agree to stop the fight."

Seeing Qin Buyi's confident appearance, Ying Zhi sat in his chair and said, "Okay, I will fully cooperate with Brother Qin."

Qin Buyi turned to look at the First Prince, Ying Ye, and said, "Your Highness, if we continue to compete like this, it will be too boring. Why not add a little wager?"

Ying Ye looked at Qin Buyi with a playful expression and asked, "How do you want to add it?"

Qin Buyi said, "How about this? There will be a total of three battles. If I win each battle, Your Highness will lose me ten million low-grade spirit stones."

"Conversely, if I lose, I will lose ten million low-grade spirit stones to Your Highness."

At the same time, he secretly transmitted his voice to Ying Zhi: "Brother Ying Zhi, please lend me ten million low-grade spirit stones later."

The reason for borrowing spirit stones from Ying Zhi was entirely because most of the valuable things on Qin Buyi's body had been exchanged for attribute points, leaving him penniless.

Without even thinking, Ying Zhi immediately agreed, "Brother Qin, spirit stones are not a problem, easy to say."

Ying Ye supported his chin with his right hand and extended one finger from his left hand, saying, "Ten million low-grade spirit stones are too stingy. If we're going to play, let's play bigger. How about twenty million?"

Before Qin Buyi could speak, Ying Zhi directly mocked, "Brother, twenty million is also too stingy. I'll decide for Brother Qin and double it again to forty million!"

The First Prince's expression froze. He didn't expect Ying Zhi to make such a move directly.

After hesitating slightly, the First Prince said, "Okay, as the Third Brother said, forty million low-grade spirit stones will be the wager."

Qin Buyi didn't expect Ying Zhi to be so generous, and just wanted to say, "Brother Ying Zhi..."

Before Qin Buyi could finish speaking, Ying Zhi directly said, "Brother Qin, I believe in you. It's just forty million low-grade spirit stones per battle. I'm willing to risk it, just to curb my brother's arrogant arrogance."

"Brother Qin, we can lose the battle, but we can't lose face. Even if we lose, at worst, everyone in my Third Prince's mansion will have to tighten their belts for a while, and we'll save these low-grade spirit stones."

Ying Zhi seemed to be speaking lightly, but Qin Buyi knew that if he really lost so many low-grade spirit stones,

Ying Zhi's days ahead would definitely be difficult. Not only would various expenses have to be greatly reduced, but even the cultivation of his subordinates would be strained.

The surrounding students and teachers who heard the First Prince and Third Prince making such a large bet began to whisper to each other.

"What a large sum! Forty million low-grade spirit stones for one battle."

"Three battles will amount to 120 million low-grade spirit stones, which translates to 12 million medium-grade spirit stones."

"If converted to high-grade spirit stones, that's 1.2 million high-grade spirit stones. Absolutely generous!"

"When will I be able to possess so many spirit stones? A full 120 million! If I had so many spirit stones, I would marry ten wives"...

Wang Chengfeng on the arena was also shocked by the two princes' generosity. He knew that the entire Da Ming Academy's annual funding was just over 20 million high-grade spirit stones.

Ying Zhi and Ying Ye's move was equivalent to taking out one-twentieth of the Da Ming Academy's annual funding.

Qin Buyi looked at Wang Chengfeng and said, "Dean Wang, wouldn't you like to add a wager and join in the fun?"

Wang Chengfeng revealed a trace of embarrassment that quickly disappeared, and said, "Little friend Qin Buyi, you're joking. Where would I get so many low-grade spirit stones?"

Qin Buyi didn't believe Wang Chengfeng's claim that he didn't have so many spirit stones.

As a Mahayana Realm cultivator, one would be embarrassed to say they were a Mahayana Realm cultivator if their average low-grade spirit stone assets were less than a hundred million.

Moreover, Wang Chengfeng was one of the three deans of the Da Ming Academy, and it was conservatively estimated that he had at least several hundred million low-grade spirit stones in his possession.

Wang Chengfeng looked at Ying Zhi and Ying Ye and asked, "Do the two princes have any objections to this arena battle?"

The two shook their heads, indicating that they had no objections.

Wang Chengfeng said, "Since there are no objections, then the battle will now begin."

"Next, please welcome the challenger, Qin Buyi, to the stage."

Qin Buyi flew onto the arena and stood on one side of the stage.

Wang Chengfeng continued, "The first senior instructor sent by our Da Ming Academy is Instructor Suo Hu, who is in the early stage of the Tribulation Realm."

"Next, please welcome Instructor Suo Hu to the stage."

After Wang Chengfeng finished speaking, a man wearing black clothes with an eye patch covering one eye flew up from under the stage.

After Suo Hu came up, he bowed to Wang Chengfeng, turned his head to look at Qin Buyi, and said, "The senior instructors of our Da Ming Academy are not something that any Tom, Dick, or Harry can become."

"You dare to dream of becoming a senior instructor with your mere mid-stage Combination Realm cultivation?"

Qin Buyi said indifferently, "Are you calling yourself a Tom, Dick, or Harry?"

"In my eyes, you are nothing but a paper tiger. If even a paper tiger like you can become a senior instructor, why can't I?"

A hint of killing intent flashed in Suo Hu's eyes, and he said, "What a sharp-tongued brat! I hope you can still be so stubborn when you're crawling and struggling on the ground later."

The corner of Qin Buyi's mouth curled up, and he looked at Suo Hu with icy eyes and said, "Too much nonsense. Let's see the real skill."

A cruel smile appeared on Suo Hu's face as he said, "Boy, I will break your bones piece by piece later and let you die in pain."

The arena was already filled with tension before the battle even started.

The crowd below watched intently, as battles of this level were very rare for them.

Moreover, it was even rarer for a Combination Realm cultivator to challenge three Tribulation Realm cultivators in a row, a battle that differed by a major realm.

"Instructor Suo Hu is so handsome and manly."

"Isn't that obvious? Instructor Suo Hu is the last one to be selected among the academy's eight senior instructors, so he must have real skills."

"That kid on stage is doomed. Let's guess how long it will take for Instructor Suo Hu to kill him."

"Daring to challenge a Tribulation Realm cultivator with a Combination Realm cultivation, he must have some trump cards. I estimate he'll last at least a dozen rounds."

"Heh, you overestimate him. I bet that in no more than three rounds, this kid will kneel on the ground begging Instructor Suo Hu not to kill him."

"What if you lose the bet?"

"If I lose the bet, I'll give you a thousand low-grade spirit stones. If you lose, you'll give me a thousand low-grade spirit stones."

Wang Chengfeng looked at the tense duo on stage and the expectant eyes of the crowd below, and stopped talking nonsense.

He directly announced, "The first round of the competition officially begins!"