Urban Extraordinary Immortal Doctor-Chapter 1024: High Five as a Promise

"Fine, as you wish! Let’s bet 50,000 Essence Stones and 50 Elixirs! With the Dean, Deputy Dean, all Elders, and Stewards as witnesses, neither of us can cheat. Whoever loses must accept defeat graciously!"

Ge Feng hesitated slightly but then nodded in agreement to the terms Lei Li had proposed.

"Ha ha, I want in on the fun too! I bet Fang Bai can’t defeat Qi Dongsheng in three moves. Yep, my bet is the same as yours!"

Seeing the two Great Elders getting fired up and betting, Ren Jingbo suddenly became interested and laughed heartily.

Ren Jingbo and Lei Li shared the same view, believing that Fang Bai’s Martial Artist Aura was no different from Qi Dongsheng’s. Not to mention three moves, even in thirty moves, Fang Bai would have a hard time defeating Qi Dongsheng.

It was even unclear who would ultimately emerge victorious.

Fang Bai’s declaration of defeating Qi Dongsheng in three moves was perhaps just an impulsive boast due to his youthful vigour.

When Ren Jingbo decided to join, neither Lei Li nor Ge Feng could object. However, this meant that whoever lost among them would pay double, but winning would also mean gaining double the Cultivation Resources.

"I bet Qi Dongsheng can hold his ground for three moves. My wager is the same as yours."

Unexpectedly, Tie Xing, the normally reserved and solemn Elder of the Enforcement Hall, also joined the betting fray.

"Count me in! I bet Fang Bai can defeat Qi Dongsheng in three moves!"

Seeing the Dean and the other three Elders join the gamble, Situ Min thought it over and eventually joined in as well.

Martial Artists typically love to gamble, and upon seeing this, the eight Stewards of the Martial Academy joined in the betting with laughs and chuckles.

Over a dozen of the Martial Academy’s higher-ups placed their bets either on Fang Bai or on Qi Dongsheng.

Their bets were all on whether Fang Bai could defeat Qi Dongsheng within three moves.

Clearly, in the eyes of the Martial Academy’s upper echelon, Fang Bai defeating Qi Dongsheng in three moves was nearly an impossible feat.

"How many Cultivation Resources do you have?"

Fang Bai, who was confronting Qi Dongsheng, suddenly asked.

"What do you want to know that for?"

Qi Dongsheng, who was secretly gathering his Essence Energy and preparing to give his all against Fang Bai, was baffled by the question.

Fang Bai grinned and said, "Since all the high-level officials of the Martial Academy have placed their bets, why don’t we make a wager too?"

Wei Dongsheng said, "Our wager, same as the higher-ups?"

Fang Bai nodded, "Exactly. I bet I can beat you within three moves."

"Think you can beat me in three moves? Heh..."

Qi Dongsheng sneered, "Even Senior Brother Long, who is number one on the Core Disciple strength list, wouldn’t dare to claim he can beat me in three moves. And you, not even a Core Disciple, dare to make such a boastful claim, how laughable."

Fang Bai replied, "Let’s not talk about whether it’s laughable or not. I’m only asking if you dare to bet?"

Qi Dongsheng raised his eyebrows and said, "Bet? Why not? But I’m not interested if the stakes are too low! You’ve not been at the Martial Academy for long, you probably don’t have many Cultivation Resources, right?"

Fang Bai smiled faintly, "Whatever amount of Cultivation Resources you can put up, I can match!"

"Really?"

Qi Dongsheng’s eyes brightened, seeing Fang Bai nod seriously, he thought for a moment and said, "My Cultivation Resources, naturally, can’t compare to that of the Academy’s high officials, but I can bring out 10,000 Essence Stones and 10 Elixirs no problem. Additionally, I can borrow another 10,000 Essence Stones and 10 Elixirs."

Saying this, he looked disdainfully at Fang Bai, "Can you match that?"

Fang Bai replied, "Yes!"

"Let’s bet then!"

Qi Dongsheng clapped his hands loudly and stated, "To prevent you from reneging, let’s swear an oath in front of everyone here, both onstage and offstage!"

"Brother Fang would never renege!"

"Junior Brother Qi, you must be judging others by your own standards!"

"I bet it’s you, Junior Brother Qi, who would renege!"

Hearing the disrespect in Qi Dongsheng’s words towards Fang Bai, Hou Ziping, Liu Qingqing, and Liu Liehu, who were standing below the Stone Platform, clamored in dissatisfaction.

Fang Bai, however, was not angered and exchanged three palm strikes with Qi Dongsheng on the spot, sealing their agreement that neither would go back on their word, regardless of the outcome.

Though Qi Dongsheng’s offered Cultivation Resources could not compare to those of the Martial Academy’s high officials, they were the most he could muster at the moment.

In Qi Dongsheng’s view, as Fang Bai had only been at the Bitao Martial Academy for a few months and was always an Inner Court Disciple with limited monthly allocations of Cultivation Resources, aside from what he needed for his own cultivation, it was likely there was not much left.

Therefore, when Fang Bai suddenly produced 20,000 Essence Stones and 20 Elixirs as his wager, Qi Dongsheng found it unlikely and thus proposed they strike palms as an oath, to prevent Fang Bai from possibly reneging if he lost.

Little did Qi Dongsheng know, Fang Bai had amassed substantial Cultivation Resources during his recent mountain expedition; a mere 20,000 Essence Stones and 20 Elixirs were nothing to him.

Seeing the high officials of the Martial Academy betting, thousands of disciples below the Stone Platform, even as Fang Bai and Qi Dongsheng themselves were betting, became highly excited and gathered in small groups, shouting and starting their own wagers.

This way, the duel between Fang Bai and Qi Dongsheng stirred up the nerves of thousands of people throughout the Bitao Martial Academy.

Some would make a fortune, gaining substantial Cultivation Resources, while others might lose all their resources completely.

What frustrated Hou Ziping and others below the Stone Platform was that among the thousands of disciples, only about one-tenth had placed their bets on Fang Bai, betting that he could defeat Qi Dongsheng within three moves.

And the remaining ninety percent were betting that Qi Dongsheng would withstand Fang Bai’s attacks for at least three moves.

Those betting on Fang Bai were either close to Huang Miao and others, took a speculative gamble, or saw potential in Fang Bai’s future in Martial Dao and wanted to foster a closer relationship with him.

Thus, if Fang Bai indeed managed to defeat Qi Dongsheng within three moves, that tenth of the disciples would make a huge profit, but if Qi Dongsheng wasn’t defeated within those three moves, they would suffer significant losses.

For the high officials of the Bitao Martial Academy, a few tens of thousands of Essence Stones and dozens of Elixirs were merely a light gamble for enjoyment, but for many of the Academy’s disciples, they were betting all they had—a high-risk gamble.

Seeing the duel between the two disciples spark a gambling frenzy involving thousands of Academy disciples, Ren Jingbo couldn’t help but shake his head amusedly. He cleared his throat and said to Fang Bai and Qi Dongsheng, "You both can start now! Show me your true capabilities, don’t disappoint me!"

Zhuang Zhi, who had also placed a heavy bet on Qi Dongsheng, quickly chimed in after Ren Jingbo spoke, "Young man surnamed Qi, so many disciples are counting on you to handle three moves without losing. But if you lose within three moves, you’re going to make a lot of people hate you. You’d better give it your all!"