"Beep! Third place! Shi Yiran!"

Shi Yiran swiped his Identity Plaque on the challenge stele, then turned around with cold eyes to look at Mu Jinyu, waiting for him to swipe his card as well, so they could have a hearty fight!

Mu Jinyu, however, wasn't as eager as Shi Yiran expected. Instead, he said calmly, "Hold on a moment, don't rush."

With that, he jumped off the Combat Platform and ran towards Mo Yunqiong.

Then he asked through sound transmission, "What's the current odds?"

From his previous conversation with Mo Yunqiong, Mu Jinyu had already learned that the odds were not fixed; they would be adjusted based on his subsequent performance and the opinions of others.

Otherwise, he'd directly choose to place a bet at three times the odds for the top five, then roll the winnings to bet on the top three, and finally, on first place.

In this way, he could accumulate four hundred thousand credits!

How tempting is that!

Unfortunately, Mo Yunqiong wouldn't give him the chance.

And since Mu Jinyu had so few credits, after careful consideration, he finally decided not to bet on the threefold odds of reaching the top five, but directly on the twentyfold odds of coming first.

Now, Mu Jinyu had defeated Yin Ziqing and become one of the top ten students, earning an additional one thousand five hundred credits, so naturally, he could bet again, placing it all on himself becoming first.

But he's uncertain how his recent performance would affect the odds for first place.

He had shamelessly engaged in over thirty moves with Yin Ziqing, several times showing signs of almost being defeated by Yin Ziqing, intending to keep the odds at fifteen, right?

When Mu Jinyu was deliberately dragging it out against Yin Ziqing, Mo Yunqiong had already guessed that it was to ensure the odds for Mu Jinyu becoming first remained favorable, hence the acting.

Upon hearing Mu Jinyu's sound transmission now, Mo Yunqiong felt both amused and exasperated in his heart.

However, Mu Jinyu's performance actually benefited him too.

After all, many people currently have their credits betting on Mu Jinyu stopping at the top five or three.

Hardly anyone bets on Mu Jinyu becoming first.

If Mu Jinyu unexpectedly defeats Lu Kaige and takes first place, he could earn thousands of credits, and Mo Yunqiong himself would also gain a substantial amount.

"As of now, the odds for you becoming third are fivefold, and for first place, it's twelvefold!"

Mo Yunqiong conveyed this to Mu Jinyu through sound transmission.

"It's dropped this much..."

Hearing this, Mu Jinyu frowned, feeling quite displeased.

All the same, he was secretly glad that he hadn't planned to make credits from the top five or three and then bet them on the first place.

If not, with the first place odds dropped by eightfold, how much would he have lost?

"Then I'll bet these one thousand five hundred credits on first place."

Mu Jinyu naturally wouldn't consider betting on the fivefold odds for third place.

Even if he placed a bet on third place now, he'd only earn seven thousand five credits with the fivefold odds.

But with him defeating Shi Yiran, the odds for first place would inevitably decrease, possibly dropping below tenfold, maybe even less than twofold, so it would be a loss.

It would be better to directly bet on first place.

"Alright."

Mo Yunqiong nodded in agreement.

Next, Mu Jinyu took out his Identity Plaque and bumped it with Mo Yunqiong's, transferring the one thousand five hundred credits he just earned to Mo Yunqiong.

Still standing on the platform, Mo Yunqiong was initially stunned by this scene, then became furious beyond belief, practically bursting with anger!

Mu Jinyu's action had completely disregarded him!

He barely managed to defeat Yin Ziqing, and instead of engaging with him immediately, Mu Jinyu decided to adjust his state to fight him in peak condition, which Shi Yiran could understand.

However, Mu Jinyu wasn't preparing to fight him but was placing a bet with Mo Yunqiong, betting on himself winning first place.

This showed no regard for Shi Yiran at all.

Nor did it show any concern for the upcoming battle with him.

His mind was completely occupied with how to make credits!

Mu Jinyu's attitude was an extreme humiliation to Shi Yiran!

The mentors and the Institute Head watching from high above this farce were both amused and frowned.

They had originally been puzzled about why Mu Jinyu performed the way he did against Yin Ziqing, but now they realized that this guy was deliberately going easy to maintain his odds of winning, to keep profiting credits!

"This little guy..."

"Is he too confident?"

"Does he really think he can certainly take first place?"

"Such a show-off, sigh..."

Some mentors, who were still somewhat well-disposed towards Mu Jinyu, said nothing upon seeing this.

But those who were indifferent to or even slightly annoyed by Mu Jinyu could only shake their heads in disdain and sigh after witnessing this scene.

"Alright!"

At this moment, Mu Jinyu handed the one thousand five hundred credits to Mo Yunqiong and joyfully climbed back onto the Combat Platform.

"Sorry for making you wait, Senior."

Mu Jinyu politely apologized to Shi Yiran, whose face was turning blue with anger, his eyes brimming with murderous intent, and then swiped his Identity Plaque on the challenge stele.

"Beep, seventh place, Mu Jinyu!"

"Boom!!"

With Mu Jinyu's successful card swipe, Shi Yiran said nothing and directly launched an angry attack on him.

Angered by Mu Jinyu's attitude, he decided to teach him a good lesson.

And make him understand the power and inviolability of Shi Yiran!

"Boom!!"

Seeing this, Mu Jinyu instinctively prepared to use the Firewood Chopping Saber Technique to tangle with Shi Yiran.

However, Shi Yiran's sword strike was fast beyond measure, colliding with Mu Jinyu's firewood knife before he could even perform the technique.

"Clang"—his medium grade Divine Weapon, which had accompanied him for a while, was abruptly cut in half.

"Swoosh!"

As Mu Jinyu momentarily hesitated, Shi Yiran's sword edge continued, slicing towards Mu Jinyu's head.

Intending to shave off a part of his scalp, so he would taste the pain clearly!

"Swish!"

Mu Jinyu quickly snapped back to his senses and retreated immediately, but he was still a bit slow.

A lock of hair was caught by the sword edge, fluttering down onto the Combat Platform.

"Good!"

"Beautiful!"

"Indeed, Senior Shi!"

"This is how you teach a disgusting scoundrel like this a lesson!"

"What a pity Senior Shi couldn't shave off his scalp with a single sword! Such a pity!"

"Sigh..."

For the first time, the senior students below saw Mu Jinyu in such a helpless state, with his weapon even cut down.

They were thrilled, cheering continuously.

Those who bet on Mu Jinyu stopping at the top three were especially excited, wishing Shi Yiran would continue to be mighty and defeat Mu Jinyu in just a few more moves!

To make him understand that a cultivator at the Life and Death Realm is simply not someone a mere Middle Stage of the Void Breaking Realm can challenge!

Mu Jinyu stood on the Combat Platform, hurriedly retreating, blankly staring at the fallen blade tip and his lock of black hair.

Never had he imagined that the firewood knife, which had accompanied him for a while, would be cut down just like this.

This left him with an inexplicable feeling of regret in his heart.

"Hah!!"

At this time, Shi Yiran let out an angry shout, continuing to launch a terrible attack on Mu Jinyu, giving him no time to lament, directly aiming to push him off the Combat Platform quickly!