The emperor of Wanwu City, the ministers, the representatives of the top families, the elders of the first-rate families, and the guild leaders of the major guilds were all in high spirits.
Interesting. It had been a long time since it was so lively. Because of Zhang Xing, an outsider, their collective sense of honor had been stimulated.
It was a good thing, but also a bad thing.
After all, these students were still young and were a little extreme in their thinking. They were not that mature.
In the eyes of these big shots, all the students were the same, including the elders of the Stok family. They would not think of embarrassing the family or the school.
It was just a simple test and nothing else.
The original intention was to let these students show their true abilities in the face of huge benefits and fight until the sky turned dark. It would also add some fun.
But they did not expect Zhang Xing to mess it up.
The bad thing was that Zhang Xing had offended some of them, which was not good for their future development.
Any first-rate family in the capital was not something Zhang Xing could afford to offend. If they played some dirty tricks behind his back and angered Zhang Xing, they could forget about developing. They could just fight all day.
But this could not be helped. Which family did not fight openly and secretly?
But they all knew about Zhang Xing's glorious deeds. This kid did not play by the rules. He had seven or eight dragons blocking someone's door. Who would not be afraid of that?
…
Stok stood up angrily and swept his gaze across the crowd of eight hundred people. Seeing that everyone was excited and had an expectant look, he could not tell who was the hardcore fan and who was the anti-fan.
He could only force himself to be calm. With a smile, he waved his hand and walked to the center of the field.
"Stok, don't give him face and don't talk nonsense. Go up and beat him up!"
"Stok, our hope is on you."
"Stok, we worship you. You are our idol!"
"…"
Worship your grandpa, idol your grandpa …
He cursed silently in his heart.
He looked up at Zhang Xing and felt that this kid was full of thorns and there was no place to attack. He was very confused and his brain was like paste. He could not think of a strategy.
What should I do? God, save me!
His legs felt as heavy as lead, and it was difficult for him to move.
The more he walked, the more unnatural his expression became. His smile disappeared bit by bit, and in exchange, the corners of his eyes kept twitching. Even the corners of his mouth started to tremble.
With great difficulty, I finally walked seven or eight meters away from Zhang Xing. Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind. How could I be so stupid? Why didn't I think of this idea just now? I made myself worry for a long time.
"Zhang Xing, don't be in a hurry to make a move!"
He immediately sent a telepathic message over, fearing that he would faint for no reason.
Zhang Xing had a strange expression on his face. Why did the number one student of the academy look so sullen? It was as if someone had forced him to jump into a well.
Was it not his intention to fight with me?
That shouldn't be the case. Who would want five hundred crystal stones? Even if he was a child of a first-rate family, he had never seen so many crystal stones.
Hearing the other party's voice, Zhang Xuan's face remained impassive, waiting to see what the other party wanted to say.
"Oh?
What's the matter? "
"I want to talk to you about this duel. I'll let you give me five hundred crystal stones, but you have to promise me one thing!"
"What is it?" Zhang Xing asked curiously.
"Don't knock me out so quickly … No, I mean, let's symbolically exchange a few blows, and then I'll admit defeat."
Stok looked at Zhang Xing expectantly.
"This … It won't be easy. The elders are watching!"
Zhang Xing said seriously.