45: Chapter 45 This Great King is still an unregistered person.

"Fine, since neither of you needs to prepare, come over and register!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd of onlookers, Chun Xiaobai and Lu Mang arrived at the Genius Platform, beneath the massive heavenly pride list stele.

Lu Mang took out his identity token and handed it to Elder Fu.

Elder Fu casually cast a spell, touched it against the bronze token in his hand, and with a flash of light, the registration was complete.

Seeing this, Chun Xiaobai felt his heart skip a beat.

I'm screwed, This Great King is still an unregistered resident!

What should I do?

Seeing him standing there in a daze, Elder Fu immediately glared and said, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and register!"

Chun Xiaobai scratched his head and came up with a catch-all excuse.

"Um... Elder Fu, this Disciple's identity token... was forgotten at home."

Standing behind the crowd, Bai Jiner heard this and her heart instantly leaped into her throat, her little hands clenching tightly into fists.

She had also forgotten about this!

This was going to be troublesome. If... if Elder Fu decided to carefully check his identity, then the fact that he, a Utility Disciple, had snuck into the Outer Sect would be exposed!

However, Elder Fu was currently preoccupied with wanting to see this arrogant kid get taught a lesson, so he didn't think about anything else.

After all, it wasn't uncommon for Disciples who had just joined the Sect to be forgetful.

"What is your name?"

"Chun Xiaobai," Chun Xiaobai replied directly.

Elder Fu looked up at him again. "You don't look very innocent either!"

Muttering to himself, he withdrew his gaze, pointed his finger to cast a spell, and then wrote the three characters "Chun Xiaobai" in the Void Realm upon the bronze token, imprinting it inside.

"Phew..." Only then did Chun Xiaobai heave a long sigh of relief.

Damn it, this final hurdle was finally bluffed through.

Bai Jiner also breathed a sigh of relief.

Her little Face had turned pale from fright just a moment ago, and her palms were covered in cold sweat.

Elder Fu put away the token and continued to announce with a straight Face, "In the Prodigy Arena competition, it is forbidden to consume any Medicinal Pill. Only personal strength counts. It is also forbidden to use Magic Treasure, Talisman, or disposable Formation Plate of the Second Rank or higher."

These rules were normal enough.

After all, whether in the Inner Sect or the Outer Sect, there are always some rich second-generation kids with deep pockets.

If that guy's parents stuffed him full of Second or Third Rank defensive Magic Treasure, and he stood there and couldn't be beaten, what would be the point of competing?

What kind of Genius would that be?

Elder Fu continued, "The competition is a contest of skill; do not harm the opponent's life. If you cannot defeat them, you may surrender directly."

"Defeating the opponent until they fall to the ground, or knocking them out of the arena, counts as a victory."

Chun Xiaobai looked over; the arena on the left was nearly five hundred square meters, as big as four football fields, so this would be easy to handle.

Elder Fu finally asked, "Do you two have any questions?"

Lu Mang shook his head. "I have no questions."

Afterward, he looked at Chun Xiaobai provocatively.

Chun Xiaobai suddenly raised his hand and said, "Elder, I have another question. Is... is a sneak attack restricted?"

"Uh!!!"

The surrounding Disciples who were watching the show were instantly stunned when they heard this.

Damn it, after all this, you kid are planning to win by sneak attacks?

That is too shameless!

The corner of Elder Fu's mouth also twitched slightly, but rules were rules, so he still said.

"As long as it relies on your personal strength, whether it is a sneak attack or playing dirty, it is all considered part of your ability."

"Then I can rest easy!"

Chun Xiaobai nodded with satisfaction.

Elder Fu was just about to raise his hand to announce the start when Chun Xiaobai raised his hand again.

"Elder, um... what are the benefits of winning?"

"Benefits?"

The word "Start" that was just about to leave Elder Fu's lips was choked back.

Before he could answer, the surrounding Disciples, who had long since been unable to watch any longer, yelled it out for him.

"You still want benefits? Being able to ascend the heavenly pride list is in itself the greatest honor for any Outer Sect Disciple!"

"With this title, you can represent the Sect to participate in various trials and competitions, and by then, the rewards will be enough to make your hands go soft!"

Chun Xiaobai curled his lips with a look of disdain.

"So after all that, once you get on the heavenly pride list, you still have to work like a beast of burden for the Sect before you can get any rewards?"

He scratched his head, revealing an extremely uncomfortable expression.

Afterward, he looked at Elder Fu and asked tentatively, "Um... Elder, can I not challenge anymore?"

"What???"

The surrounding crowd was instantly stunned. After all that, you kid are here to monkey around?

Elder Fu's expression also sank completely, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

We've been chatting here for ages, called people over, registered the names, and now that you're standing on the platform, you're telling me you don't want to fight?

He wanted to go up there himself and give Chun Xiaobai a good beating.

But Chun Xiaobai still said righteously, "I don't mean that I'm afraid of him! It's just that getting on the heavenly pride list doesn't have any immediate benefits. It's a waste of effort and not worth it."

Seeing his money-grubbing, lazy, and slippery appearance, Lu Mang's Face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and he laughed out of extreme anger.

"What benefits do you want? Speak directly!"

Chun Xiaobai was waiting for this exact sentence. His spirits immediately lifted, and he said, "How about this, let's add a wager?"

Lu Mang just wanted to beat him up immediately. As long as he could openly rub him into the ground, anything was fine.

He directly raised the tiger-head broadsword in his hand.

"Fine! This Yellow Rank top-grade broadsword of mine will be the wager. If you win, it's yours!"

"Just this broken sword? It's not even as hard as This Great King's fist." Chun Xiaobai shook his head with a look of disdain.

"How about this, let's be straightforward. Let's make our entire net worth the wager. Whoever wins gets the other person's Storage Pouch!"

As he spoke, he casually reached in and pulled out three shriveled Storage Pouchs, tossing them in his palm.

"Here, this is all my net worth. If you win, it's all yours."

His earth-shattering action left everyone around stunned.

Lu Mang was also stunned.

Betting his entire net worth right off the bat?

This... isn't this playing a bit too big?

You have to know, the net worth of these heavenly pride list Disciples is not insignificant.

If they lost to the opponent, it would mean handing over all the resources they had worked hard to accumulate over these years.

This would have a devastating impact on their subsequent Cultivate.

Wait...

He suddenly thought of something and re-examined Chun Xiaobai. Seeing his indifferent, reckless appearance, he immediately sneered in his heart.

Damn it, I almost fell for this kid's trick!

This guy was obviously afraid of him from the very beginning. Now, by deliberately using his entire net worth as a wager, he just wanted to force him to retreat in the Face of difficulties, so as to save his own pathetic Face.

So he just wanted to make him unable to back down in front of so many people.

A sneer of "I've seen through you" curled the corner of his mouth, and he said immediately.

"Fine! Let's bet our entire net worth!"