Chapter 151: Have You Paid Up? (1/2)

First round of the New Student Tournament: Survival games!

Everyone from the hundred classes who qualified would enter a unique space after the match began. Everyone could attack one another at will inside that space. Those killed would be eliminated from this round while the classes with no survivor would be eliminated from the tournament. Only ten classes would be allowed to advance to the next round where the top ten would be selected.

The rules might seem simple, but it was enough to drive people nuts. Before the round even started, everyone could already see foresee what would happen. Among all this, what everyone hated most was the fact that they would have to face the nine classes with Newcomer Kings.

Only the top ten classes would be able to advance from this round. If nothing unexpected happened, this round would be equivalent to ninety classes fighting over a single spot. On the other hand, Bai Xiaofei was worried about something else altogether. Since he couldn’t use his puppets, the Savage Class would suffer grave consequences if they were mobbed by the other classes.

A survival game might seem like a straightforward form of competition, yet it pushed the uncertainties of this round to the limits.

“Stop worrying. This might turn out to be a great chance for us.”

Bai Xiaofei had been visibly worried about it for half a day. A delighted look suddenly appeared on his face. He seemed to have figured something out.

“Opportunity?”

Xue Ying was stunned.

“That’s right. An opportunity!”

“We have been worrying about being mobbed all along. Looking at it from a different perspective, why don’t we work with the other classes instead? If we become the hunter, we won’t have to be the prey anymore, right?”

Everyone was hit by this epiphany. The moment Bai Xiaofei spoke out, the delighted expression spread from his face to everyone’s faces as well.

“Who should we work with then?”

Fang Ye asked mindlessly. Bai Xiaofei immediately sank into silence and began sneaking glances at Xue Ying.

“Don’t look at me like that. I know who you have in mind. At times like this, I am just a teacher. Do you think I’m stupid enough to dig my own grave?”

Xue Ying’s meaning was clear.

This is no time for me to be jealous. Go look for that little seductress!

Bai Xiaofei laughed, immediately regaining his confidence.

“I knew Big Sister Xue is a magnanimous person. I’ll go contact them immediately. You guys just wait for my good news.”

With that, Bai Xiaofei ran out and left his confused classmates behind. The sole person who wasn’t confused was Xue Ying. However, she merely hugged herself and started sulking.

She might have said that she wouldn’t be jealous, yet when Bai Xiaofei really ran out she still felt uncomfortable inwardly.

Did you have to be so happy?

Bai Xiaofei was not the only person to think of this idea. While he was excitedly running towards class 21, someone else had arrived before him.

“I already said all I have to say. It would be good if fellow student Xian'er would give my suggestion some consideration. If our classes work together, we will definitely be able to distinguish ourselves during the tournament.”

Fang Yuesheng looked expectantly at Hu Xian’er who was wearing the academy’s student uniform. Despite Fang Yuesheng’s efforts at controlling his desire, the instinctive yearning he had toward Hu Xian’er was something he couldn’t hide.

Unfortunately, there was no change in Hu Xian’er’s expression after listening to Fang Yuesheng’s long explanation. She did not even spare him a look, emanating an ice-cold aura that gave one an urge to look up to her.

“Fellow student, you may leave now. Our class monitor is not interested in working with you.”

Bai Kai came out and blocked Fang Yuesheng who was about to take a step forward. His expression remained stiff as he spoke. This guy had been blocking their door for over ten minutes. His endless pestering truly made Bai Kai feel like beating him up. However, Bai Kai still had to hold himself back. After all, in class 21, Hu Xian’er was probably the only one who was a match for Fang Yuesheng.

“I am speaking with your class monitor. Who do you think you are to interrupt me? Piss off. Otherwise, you might not get a chance to participate in the survival games anymore.”

Fang Yuesheng warned coldly. He could no longer be bothered with keeping up pretenses. Although such forceful methods of dealing with things might invite disdain, one couldn’t deny that they worked very well at times.