57: I'm not kidding.

Mo Ming and Fang Bai entered the cafeteria.

However, to Fang Bai's dismay, Teacher Mo did treat him, but it was for the cheapest meal.

"What's with that expression? Not hungry?"

Mo Ming, on the other hand, was eating with gusto. Seeing Fang Bai struggling to eat, he raised an eyebrow.

Fang Bai didn't answer, but instead said, "Teacher Mo, are you really letting me fight in tomorrow's exchange competition?"

Mo Ming nodded. "That's right, I've already submitted the names."

"You and Qi Tian will go up."

Fang Bai's mouth twitched. "No, isn't our class being a bit too reckless?"

Sending him and Old Qi to the arena? It's questionable whether they'd even last one round.

Mo Ming smiled. "What? No confidence?"

Fang Bai said, "That's not it, it's just that I don't know anything about the opponents from other classes."

When he fought Si Fan just now, the opponent didn't know his skills, which was why he was able to win by surprise. If it were a direct confrontation, it would be quite difficult to defeat the opponent.

Mo Ming said indifferently, "This isn't a big problem. I believe in you. As long as your strength is solid enough, no matter how mysterious the opponent is, it's useless."

With that, he smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, in this exchange competition, the strongest students from each class won't participate. It's usually upper-mid-tier level, so don't be nervous."

Fang Bai was speechless.

Upper-mid-tier?

Aren't he and Old Qi among the lower-mid-tier in the class?

Mo Ming patted his shoulder with a benevolent expression and smiled, "Relax, just do your best. Winning or losing doesn't matter, the main thing is to learn."

Fang Bai was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but then... "Our Gemini Class has never lost an exchange competition since its inception."

Fang Bai: "???"

No, if you say that, won't I be under pressure?

If we really lose, won't we become the sinners of the Gemini Class?

Fang Bai suddenly said seriously, "Teacher Mo, what's the reward for this exchange competition?"

Mo Ming glanced at him and said, "The first place individual reward is five hundred points, three Third-tier demon crystals, and ten spirit plants."

"Also, the name of the first place winner will be engraved on the Martial Academy's Genius Stele."

Fang Bai's expression brightened, and he quickly said, "Tell me more about this Genius Stele!"

Mo Ming chuckled, "Don't think too much. Anyone who gets first place in the exchange competition can be on it. It's not very valuable, just a formality. Oh, by the way, more than a dozen people from our class are on it."

Fang Bai: "..."

That's really... unremarkable.

Mo Ming looked at him, then said, "By the way, if you were to face Si Fan directly, what are your chances of winning?"

Fang Bai said with a grin, "Teacher Mo, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Mo Ming said indifferently, "I'll hear a lie."

Fang Bai's peripheral vision had already caught Mo Ming clenching his fist, so he immediately said seriously, "Three-seven split."

Mo Ming raised an eyebrow, "You can kill him seven times in three minutes?"

Fang Bai chuckled, "Teacher Mo, I wasn't joking when I told them I only used thirty percent of my strength."

In fact, he was confident he could instantly kill his opponent.

In his opinion, a Mid Second-tier like Si Fan was far inferior to Zhang Zifeng and the others. He clearly hadn't experienced life-or-death situations, and his combat awareness was quite poor.

Mo Ming gave him a strange look and said, "I really don't know what secret you're hiding, to grow so quickly?"

He had been an instructor for so many years, and this was the first time he had seen such a prodigy like Fang Bai.

No, it should be the second time.

A graceful figure appeared in his mind.

Fang Bai chuckled, then his expression suddenly turned serious as he said, "But speaking of which, who was that person following Teacher Zhang Qiu at the time?"

Mo Ming said indifferently, "White Shadow, Water Element Late Second-tier. He's among the top students in their class. He has participated in three Alien Space battles, and like you, he has rich combat experience."

Hearing this, Fang Bai nodded.

That person called White Shadow posed a far greater threat to him than Si Fan. He would likely be a tricky opponent.

However, Fang Bai guessed that Zhang Zifeng and the others would most likely participate, but he didn't know if the girl named Phoenix would come.

The strength the latter displayed in the Alien Space last time was not something an ordinary Second-Tier Martial Artist could compare to; she was probably close to breaking through to Third-tier!

All in all, this exchange competition was full of hidden talents!

After leaving the cafeteria, Fang Bai returned to his dormitory.

Tomorrow was the exchange competition, and he decided to consolidate his strength.

Currently, his Lightning Element was close to breaking through to Mid Second-tier, and his Dark Element was Mid Second-tier. His overall combat power should be Late Second-tier, but if it was against a truly formidable Late Second-tier opponent, winning would be very difficult.

Ding! System mission triggered!

Mission content: Win first place in the Martial Academy Exchange Competition!

Mission rewards:

1. Moderate Alien Energy!

2. Overall quality increased by 10% (strength, speed, reaction, etc.)

3. Potent Poison x1 (can poison and kill Martial Artists below Fourth-tier)

A virtual mission interface appeared before Fang Bai, and he stared at the third reward, stunned.

"Tongzi, are you hinting that I should poison someone? Are you sure I'll even be able to use this thing?"

System production, always has a deeper meaning. No explanation here.

Fang Bai pouted and didn't think much of it, but since the mission was issued, it seemed he had no choice but to take first place!

Fang Bai took out a demon crystal and began to absorb it.

The night passed without incident.

Early the next morning, Fang Bai slowly opened his eyes. The Alien Energy around him had increased significantly!

Around him, more than a dozen demon crystal husks were scattered.

The Alien Energy within them had been completely devoured by him.

"I'll give them a surprise then."

Thinking of what he was about to do, Fang Bai revealed a mischievous smile.

Knock, knock, knock!

The room door was knocked.

Fang Bai opened the door and found Qi Tian standing outside.

"Up so early?"

Fang Bai asked curiously.

Qi Tian yawned, "I went to bed early last night. Thinking about the match today, I woke up a few times in the middle of the night, so I just got up to cultivate."

Fang Bai chuckled, "You still need to cultivate? You probably don't even need cultivation for fighting, do you?"

Qi Tian was stunned. "What do you mean by that?"

Fang Bai calmly said, "Because your skin is thick! Not to mention Second-tier, even Third-tier wouldn't be able to do anything to you."

"…"

The two of them left the dormitory, joking around. They had breakfast first, then returned to class.

There were quite a lot of people in class, after all, today was the exchange competition, so many people came back to watch the excitement.

"Do you two have confidence?"

Wu Cuo saw them and immediately came over.

Qi Tian said indifferently, "Who knows? We'll only know after fighting."

Wu Cuo sincerely said, "Good luck! You must bring honor to the class!"

Several other classmates also cast expectant glances.

Qi Tian raised an eyebrow, staring at him questioningly. "You're acting strange. Are you hiding something from us?"

He had been in the class for a while and had pretty much figured out everyone else's personalities.

Wu Cuo chuckled. "How could that be?"

Seeing this, Qi Tian shrugged. "Oh, anyway, I'm not interested in first place. If I can't win, I'll just surrender!"

"Hold on!"

Wu Cuo immediately exclaimed.

He sighed and could only confess, "To be honest, I bet on you two to win. I wagered a thousand points, and the odds are one to three."

Qi Tian's face stiffened, and just as he was about to erupt, Wu Cuo quickly said, "I'll give you ten percent!"

Qi Tian narrowed his eyes and held up two fingers, "Twenty percent!"

Wu Cuo looked pained. "Deal!"