172: Do you dare to bet with me?

Dongfang Yi looked at the light screen, chuckled, and said, "That kid Song Ming will definitely thank me."

Xu Tongjun heard this and couldn't help but say, "Lao Yi, your heart is truly dark. Letting that kid in is no different from letting a hungry wolf into a flock of sheep."

He knew Song Ming's true strength.

He was able to raise his Rank from 20 to 100 in less than a month before school started.

And he even soloed every time.

His strength was naturally beyond doubt.

Even the top students of first-class academies would probably be left in the dust.

Now, in this confrontation, even with Rank and equipment restrictions,

it probably wouldn't affect this kid much.

At least dealing with this group of older students, who were also Rank 30, would definitely be more than enough.

Dongfang Yi said with a hint of pride, "I just want to show those old guys in the academy what terrifying potential the person I chose has."

After speaking, he didn't forget to glance at Yu Feng, who was standing beside him.

Xu Tongjun waved his right hand again, and several light screens appeared in front of them.

Each light screen showed a student.

Unlike the main light screen on the stands below,

these light screens could precisely track the students inside.

Providing them with a first-person perspective.

The giant light screen below, however, would only continuously switch between the battle scenes erupting in the War Space.

For Xu Tongjun, the other people's screens were naturally very uninteresting.

Only Song Ming could slightly pique his interest.

After doing all this, he stared intently at the central screen and said, "Let's take this opportunity to see Song Ming's methods."

"This kid solos dungeons like drinking water; he definitely has unknown methods!"

Dongfang Yi also focused his gaze on Song Ming in the central light screen, smiling, "This championship definitely belongs to Song Ming. I think we might as well just give him the credit directly! It saves so much trouble."

He was naturally very confident in Song Ming.

The reason he waited until after the opening ceremony to send Song Ming to the Black Land was precisely this.

After all, such a good opportunity to earn a large amount of credit only comes once.

If Song Ming missed it, he would definitely regret it.

At this moment, Yu Feng, who had been silent, suddenly snorted coldly, "I don't think so. If this kid encounters a dozen or twenty older students, how do you think he'll win!"

As the Palace Master of the Instance Dungeon Palace, Song Ming's actions had greatly angered him.

And hearing Dongfang Yi threaten to dismantle his Instance Dungeon Palace only made him even more furious.

At this moment, seizing the opportunity, he naturally mocked him without holding back.

Dongfang Yi, accustomed to it, chuckled, "Palace Master Yu, dare you make a bet with me?"

Xu Tongjun was about to mediate, but then he heard Dongfang Yi say that.

He immediately understood.

It seemed Lao Yi wanted to take this opportunity to severely trick Lao Yu.

This also indirectly showed Lao Yi's absolute trust in Song Ming.

Anyway, in his opinion, if all fifty older students in the War Space ganged up on Song Ming,

that kid would probably have a very hard time.

Yu Feng glared, not showing weakness, "Bet then, what do you want to bet on?"

Dongfang Yi was pleased, but pretended to be calm, "Let's bet on whether Song Ming will be the champion of this confrontation."

"If he is the champion, I win."

"Otherwise, I lose!"

Yu Feng said without hesitation, "Okay, you said it. Lao Xu, you have to be a witness for us, lest someone be thick-skinned and deliberately go back on their word!"

Dongfang Yi's Face fell, "Old man, who are you referring to? Am I, Dongfang Yi, that kind of person?"

"Heh heh, I wonder which dog reneged on a bet last time!" Yu Feng said in a Yin and Yang tone.

"You..." Dongfang Yi was a bit flustered.

Xu Tongjun quickly smoothed things over, "Alright, there are so many students below. If you two start fighting, it's your Face that will be lost!"

Dongfang Yi snorted coldly, and a golden staff of truth suddenly appeared in his hand.

He threw it to Xu Tongjun.

The latter took it, quite surprised, "Whoa, Lao Yi, you're playing big, huh? A mythical-grade staff of truth, and it's a third-tier one!"

Dongfang Yi, however, said indifferently, "It's just a trivial trinket!"

Of course, while he appeared very calm on the surface, he was actually in great pain internally.

There are differences even among mythical-grade equipment.

They are divided into nine tiers.

First-tier mythical equipment is already very precious, let alone third-tier mythical equipment.

Even Dongfang Yi only had this one spare piece of equipment on him.

The others were, of course, equipped on himself.

It was impossible to take them out as a bet.

If he really lost the bet, who would he cry to?

However, if it really came to that, Dongfang Yi would rather renege than ever lose his equipment to Yu Feng.

Compared to Face, equipment was more important.

Yu Feng was clearly startled by Dongfang Yi's grand gesture; he truly hadn't expected Dongfang Yi to trust Song Ming so much.

But the bet had already been made, and he couldn't back down.

With a wave of his hand, a pair of miniature pure white wings appeared in his palm.

Xu Tongjun spoke up at the right time, "Mythical-grade item, Kun's Wings. After use, one can escape ten thousand li in a single breath, ignoring the surrounding spatial lockdown!"

Yu Feng said proudly, "How about it? Although its value isn't comparable to the staff of truth, it's enough as a bet!"

Dongfang Yi, however, smiled coldly, "Not enough!"

Yu Feng was stunned, gritting his teeth, "Dongfang Yi, are you really that confident you'll win!"

Dongfang Yi then said, "How about this, let's add a spot to enter the True Secret Realm. If I lose, I'll do something for you for free!"

Yu Feng's expression softened considerably, and after a moment of deliberation, he agreed.

Thus,

the bet between the two was established.

With Xu Tongjun as the witness.

Whoever lost would have to fulfill their promise.

Of course, not everyone has a contractual spirit.

Xu Tongjun, holding two mythical-grade items, was also very envious.

It made him want to join the gambling game too.

However, he immediately calmed down.

Although Song Ming was strong, it would be bad if something unexpected happened.

After all, no matter how strong he was, if all fifty older students attacked him together, he would only be defeated.

Xu Tongjun coughed a few times and enlarged the central light screen, which, of course, showed Song Ming.

"Ahem, since the bet has been made, let's just wait and see!"

Yu Feng and Dongfang Yi exchanged a cold glance, then separated, each focusing their attention on the light screen.

The scope of the War Space was large enough.

Song Ming, who was randomly teleported into a forest, did not encounter anyone else.

However, as time went on, his chances of encountering older students would greatly increase!