83: Chapter 83 The Path to Wealth

"I don't believe it. If you want to gamble, go ahead, I'll wait for you outside."

"Damn!"

Tang Long came outside the door, feeling somewhat amused.

Previously, Sun Jian had been playing his little tricks quite smoothly, playing both Wei Lin and himself, and Tang Long had thought he was an old hand.

But he didn't expect him to do such a foolish thing.

Actually, this was not hard to understand; once a person gets involved in gambling, they are prone to wishful thinking. Many big gamblers who went bankrupt at the gambling table were once shrewd and wise elites; he had seen many such people in his previous life.

However, Sun Jian had given him a good idea, so he could tolerate this kid taking a little advantage.

The resources he had on hand were becoming very tight, and he had to study the income problem.

The arena could earn some pocket money and allow him to practice the Guidance Technique along the way; such a place was really suitable for him.

But small venues wouldn't work; the smaller the venue, the darker it was. Also, there were no real experts, the strongest didn't exceed the third stage, so it would be boring to fight.

Large venues were relatively fairer, and the income would be more considerable; he should look for such places.

Soon, Sun Jian walked out from inside, dejected.

"Damn it, Big Head Xiong was clearly fierce and strong, how could he lose? Even if I went up, I would be better than him!"

Tang Long asked with a smile, "You lost?"

"Don't mention it! I didn't make any money, and I even lost five hundred yuan; I'll have to eat dirt next week. Old Tang, can you lend me some? I'll pay you back as soon as I win it back!"

"No, I'll treat you to lunch at most."

During lunch, Tang Long still lent him five hundred, and then pretended to ask about the largest arena in the city. Sun Jian immediately spoke eloquently.

The largest arena in the city was called the Hot-Blooded Arena, which was the headquarters of the Hot-Blooded Gang, and its existence was actually legal.

The arena arranged opponents generally based on equal realms, and there would be tests before the match.

There were also mixed matches across realms; winning against a stronger opponent could earn more, but you had to at least be in a stage.

The noon time was too tight, and Tang Long quickly returned to school.

The first class in the afternoon was the Breathing Technique class, taught personally by Professor He, and they were issued a piece of Spirit Incense.

Tang Long was seeing Spirit Incense for the first time; it was likely made from scraps of spiritual plants and trees, containing only weak spiritual energy. Although the spiritual energy in the smoke was not much and the composition was mixed and impure, it was unexpectedly easy to retain after inhalation.

Moreover, this thing was continuous and stable, and its compatibility was very good; it could actually increase the proficiency of Barbarian Blood.

Tang Long was very surprised, feeling that this thing was even stronger than spirit stones in some aspects.

Switching to the Universal Breathing Method, after half a stick of incense burned, he condensed a Spirit Ring once again.

Sensing his change, Professor He walked over with a smile.

"Tang Long, condensing a Spirit Ring so smoothly, it seems your comprehension is not bad. How is it? Do you have any questions about cultivation?"

Tang Long nodded immediately, "Professor He, why do I feel that this Spirit Incense is easier to use than other spiritual sources?"

"That's right, you hit the nail on the head in one sentence."

Then He Youzhi turned around and asked everyone, "Do you all know what the biggest difference between Spirit Incense and other spiritual energy resources is?"

The crowd was silent.

He Youzhi simply answered himself, "It is vitality. Only spiritual energy with vitality can be more compatible with the human body."

"The materials for making Spirit Incense use fresh spiritual grass and spiritual wood. Although the spiritual energy contained in what was issued to you is not much, your foundation is still shallow, so this is enough."

"This incense is priced at one thousand yuan each on the market, but I have special channels, and our class gets a ten percent discount."

"Students who need it can come to me to buy it at any time."

Speaking of this, he had already smiled and patted Tang Long on the shoulder.

However, seeing Sun Jian dozing off next to him, his face immediately stiffened again.

"In addition, I want to say a few more words. This school year is approaching the end, and you will be promoted to the second year in two months. But has everyone's Qi Flow reached the standard?"

"Of course, most students are good, and their grades have long reached the promotion line. Even those who haven't reached it yet, like student Tang Long who just enrolled, are practicing very hard. But what about some people?"

Speaking of this, Professor He had already arrived next to Sun Jian and kicked him.

"I'm talking about those who have poor grades and are still sleeping in class!"

"Sun Jian! Get up and go stand outside the door!"

Sun Jian took a kick, got up with a resentful face, and walked outside the door.

Professor He then said, "I will add one more sentence. In a few days, a delegation from Sangyu will visit and propose to exchange pointers with us at the high school level. The school leadership has designated our Class 9 to represent the first year in the competition, so for the next practical class, we have invited members of the White Clothing Society to guide you. I hope everyone will learn well from them!"

After Professor He finished speaking, he left. Soon the bell rang for the end of class, and Sun Jian quickly returned and complained to Tang Long.

"Old Tang, you are really my nemesis."

Tang Long was stunned, "What did I do to you?"

"It was a guaranteed win, but you were reluctant to place a bet, causing me to gamble another round later, and I ended up losing everything."

"Do you think I don't want to work hard? Spirit Incense is one thousand yuan each, and it's only issued once a week. Burning it hard for one class doesn't even finish it, you wasted half of it directly, and you also got me scolded by Old He."

"If you don't ingest spiritual energy for a long time, Qi Flow will decline!"

"You'd better save the money in your bag."

Tang Long shook his head and smiled, ignoring him, and prepared to get up and leave.

But just at this moment, Jiang Xiaolan suddenly blocked his way.

"Tang Long, are you thinking of skipping class again?"

"Professor He just praised you a few times, and you want to avoid the fight?"

"Tang Long, let me tell you, for the next class, we went to great lengths to invite Senior Lu from the White Clothing Society to guide our actual combat. You must attend this class honestly, and don't think about running anywhere!"

Tang Long was speechless.

Who couldn't you invite, why invite Lu Xiaohu?

However, at this moment, the communication device vibrated, and Tang Long took it out and saw that it was Lv Yang requesting a meeting.

Although it was not urgent, the time was set after school... but it was also a good reason.

So he raised his communication device, "I really have something urgent, please let me through."

At this time, Wei Lin also came over, "Tang Long, inviting the senior from the White Clothing Society this time is not only the school's arrangement, but also the class monitor's and my face. The opportunity is very rare, can't you put other things aside first?"

"Really can't." Tang Long refused again.

Seeing that Wei Lin also hit a wall, several boys who were close to Wei Lin immediately spoke up one after another.

"So unappreciative!"

"Tang Long, the class monitor and Young Master Wei are trying to persuade you earnestly, don't be ungrateful!"

"Running away as soon as it's a practical class, I've never seen anyone so cowardly."

"I'm just curious, you bumpkin from outside the city, what are you pretending to be a busy person for in the city?"

Tang Long frowned slightly.

It didn't matter if he was looked down upon by some bear children, but if this continued, it would delay a lot of his effort. Anyway, he would go to the arena to fight later, and he was bound to win often, so the fact that 'I am very good at fighting' could not be hidden sooner or later.

So he considered whether to show a few tricks to make some people know better.

But just at this moment, a voice suddenly called out from the door.

"Big Brother Tang?!"

Tang Long sighed and turned around, just facing Lu Xiaohu.