Seeing Zhang Xing's attitude, Stoker was overjoyed. There was a chance!
"If you cooperate with me, I will give you 10% of the crystals I get."
"What?
Only 10%? That's too little. No way. "Zhang Xing immediately rejected.
"Zhang Xing, the second to fifth place only get 100 crystals. I have to hand them over to my family, so I can only get a dozen crystals."
"How about this? If the family gives me 15 crystals, I will give you 15 crystals. If the family gives you 20 crystals, I will give you 20 crystals. I will not keep a single crystal. How about that?"
Stoker made up his mind and made it clear.
"Is that so? Alright, I promise you. But you have to keep your word."
Stoker was stunned that he agreed so easily. Was this kid a bit stupid? Who would believe empty words these days? Even if he did not admit it, there was nothing he could do.
"Zhang Xing, thank you for agreeing. Do you want to write a contract?"
"No need, no need. I still believe in you. Just based on your reputation as the champion of the Academy Tournament, you are worthy of my trust."
Zhang Xing said straightforwardly.
Stoker did not really want to remind Zhang Xing. He was afraid that Zhang Xing would slander him. If he agreed verbally, then he would give him a blow in the blink of an eye. How could he reason with him?
Proposing a contract was to show his sincerity and also to test Zhang Xing's EQ.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xing showed his unique scheming during the tournament, but in the process of interacting with others, he was clearly retarded.
"Don't worry, I will never go back on my word. If I go back on my word, may I be struck by lightning!"
Stoker laughed in his heart. You are still a Xiao Bai when it comes to scheming. You are still far from being good enough!
The 100 crystals were already in his hands, but he did not need the family's reward. Zhang Xing would not be able to get any benefits, so he did not go back on his word.
When this matter was over, he would mention it to his father. He would not forget to give him some crystals.
Just as they were secretly talking, the audience and students were puzzled. What were they doing?
Reading faces?
The referee elder could not help but cough twice.
"Two students, please start the competition!"
Hearing the voice, Stok bowed apologetically and said, "Lord Elder, we'll start now. We'll start now!"
As he spoke, he immediately launched an attack on Zhang Xing.
It had to be said that in terms of spellcasting speed and magic power, Stok was superior to the others.
His figure flickered as he circled around Zhang Xing, casting Skills and Spells one after another.
As soon as the tip of his foot touched the ground, he walked without stopping. It seemed like he was using all of his strength.
Zhang Xing also cooperated with his attacks, but he still adhered to his usual style of fighting, focusing on defense and not easily making a move.
The performance of the two was very normal, and the fight was very exciting.
When the students saw that Stok had the upper hand, they all shouted excitedly.
"Hit him! Hit him with all your might! Who told this brat to be so smug? Chop off his head!"
"…"
The big shots in the audience frowned as they watched.
What the hell?
Let's have a serious competition, not an act!
How dare you make a deal under our noses? Do you think we're blind?
The president of the Magicians Guild and a few elders also shook their heads. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Stok, who was the most smug, was performing magic.
How was this a competition? It might be able to fool the students, but it could not fool their eyes.
With Zhang Xing's performance in the previous few rounds, he should have knocked Stok out with one move, but Zhang Xing did not do so.
The trick was self-evident. These two brats were standing still just now because they were talking about a deal.
It was funny to think about it. It had to be said that Stok was smarter than the other students, but he did not use it in the right place.