It was tough for a novice warrior to earn 5 billion credits in a year, although these genius warriors in the elite training camp were promising and often invited by various organizations, receiving generous financial support. Still, 5 billion was a considerable sum. Within the camp, only the top-ranking students, especially those who were psychokineticists, would engage in high-stakes duels.
Of course, there were exceptions. Sometimes, two warriors would quarrel and end up placing enormous bets out of sheer pride.
“5 billion?” William narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Luo Feng.
“Luofeng…” Zhao Ruo and Jiang Chen looked at him in astonishment.
“If you’re scared, just say so,” Luo Feng shrugged. “Senior sister Zhao Ruo, Jiang Chen, let’s go.” Zhao Ruo and Jiang Chen quickly regained their senses and followed Luo Feng with smiles. Jiang Chen even cast a cold glance at William, who had previously taken a large sum from him.
Just as Luo Feng was about to leave,
“Wait a moment,” William called out.
“So, you’re ready to bet now?” Luo Feng looked at William. “5 billion. If it’s lower than that, I’m not interested.”
“Fine, 5 billion! I’ll take you on!” William’s Mandarin was toneless, but his eyes showed he was determined.
“Great! That’s the spirit!” Luo Feng smiled.
“Name the time,” William said confidently.
“Tomorrow,” Luo Feng replied.
It was impossible to set an exact time immediately since there was only one challenge room, which might be occupied by other students. Only after the computer system approved could a specific time be assigned.
“Fine,” William touched his nose, smiled, and turned to leave.
…
South Pavilion.
Shi Jiang, the senior brother who had been training in the Nine-Tier Tower, rushed back to South Pavilion immediately upon hearing the news. Regardless of anything else, Shi Jiang, Zhao Ruo, and Luo Feng all hailed from Jiangnan Base City in the Chinese Federation. They were from the same region, and both Shi Jiang and Zhao Ruo had entered the training camp earlier and were older than Luo Feng.
They naturally supported Luo Feng.
“Luofeng,” Zhao Ruo said angrily, “how could you bet with him? Do you think you’re a genius warrior, that you’re strong, and since you’ve never encountered anyone your age stronger than you, you’re confident?”
“That’s blind arrogance!”
Zhao Ruo exclaimed furiously, “Many newcomers to the elite training camp have been tricked into ‘duels’ by senior students. Usually, nine out of ten lose… You’re a genius among geniuses, but everyone here is also a genius among geniuses, and they’ve been in the training camp for a long time.”
“Alright, Zhao Ruo,” Shi Jiang interrupted.
Zhao Ruo, senior sister,” Luo Feng smiled as he poured tea, “don’t be angry. By the way, you mentioned that William has ‘medium’ combat amplitude, right?”
“Right,” Zhao Ruo was taken aback.
“It seems Luofeng has a plan,” Shi Jiang looked at Luo Feng with surprise.
In the virtual space, where physical conditions are identical, the outcome depends on factors like punch power, speed, and agility.
Combat amplitude equals ‘punch power level’ multiplied by ‘trial tower level.’
Combat amplitude from 1 to 2 is considered low. Most newcomers to the elite training camp fall into this category.
Combat amplitude from 2 to 4 is medium. After a year or so in the elite training camp, most students reach this level. William was in this medium category.
Combat amplitude from 4 to 8 is high, considered the standard for qualified students in the elite training camp.
Combat amplitude from 8 to 16 is superior, the standard for outstanding students. Since this range is broad, even among superior-level students, there can be significant differences in strength.
Combat amplitude above 16 is exceptional, also known as ‘supreme.’ Even the world’s strongest warriors, Hong and Thunder God, would vie to take such a prodigy as a disciple. Major world powers would pay exorbitant prices to recruit such a rare talent.
“Hehe, not bad,” Luo Feng smiled.
“Good to hear you’re confident,” Shi Jiang patted Luo Feng on the chest encouragingly. “Let that William know that we Chinese are not easy targets.”
“Right, senior brother, senior sister, I need to train now. After all, with a 5 billion credit bet on the line, the pressure is huge,” Luo Feng said jokingly.
“Pressure? Hah!” Zhao Ruo snorted. “Earlier you said ‘1 billion is too low,’ and ‘5 billion is the minimum I’ll play with.’ That attitude… just incredible.” Luo Feng could only laugh awkwardly. Zhao Ruo was hardly acting like a typical girl—she was too fiery.
Luo Feng quickly said, “Senior brother, senior sister, you two carry on.”
With that,
Luo Feng returned to his quarters. For the rest of the day, apart from meals, he trained in speed in his underground chamber. From morning until just after seven in the evening, he trained until he could effortlessly channel 2.8 times his base speed through his legs alone, mastering the third level of the Nine Thunder Blades technique.
At the third level of Nine Thunder Blades, without using psychokinetic power, Luo Feng’s speed already rivaled warriors who had just reached the High-Level Warrior threshold.
…
At eight in the evening.
Fresh out of the shower, Luo Feng sat in front of his laptop wearing a bathrobe.
“This William has a combat amplitude in the medium range, between 2 and 4. As for me… my punch power level should be around 2.8.” Although he hadn’t tested it officially in the camp, punch power level referred to how many times one’s base strength could be amplified.
He could amplify 2.8 times, so his punch power level was 2.8.
As for the Trial Tower level, based on discussions among students on the camp’s internal forum, killing 100 bulls alone would place him in the B stage of the first level in the Trial Tower. He had succeeded, so his trial level was 1.6.
“My trial level is definitely higher than 1.6. But even with 2.8 multiplied by 1.6, my combat amplitude exceeds 4.”
“Does he think I’m inexperienced?”
“Hmph, I may not have been in the wilderness long, but the number of monsters I’ve killed is something other warriors might never match in their entire lives.” Luo Feng opened his email.
This laptop was specially provided by the training camp and connected to its internal network.
There was one file in his inbox.
“A challenge letter?”
This challenge letter was sent automatically by the camp’s computer system after receiving William’s challenge application and confirming its approval.
“Confirm acceptance!” Luo Feng replied.
But replying to the email wasn’t enough. He had to transfer 5 billion credits from his Swiss International Bank anonymous account into the ‘Challenge System’ special account. Only after both Luo Feng and William had paid the wager into this account would the challenge officially be recognized.
Only then would Luo Feng and William be eligible to enter the challenge room.
The winner would receive both sums directly into their account.
“Just 5 billion?” Luo Feng thought, as he transferred 5 billion credits from his Swiss International Bank anonymous account into the camp’s special account.
“I used to be wary of touching this money, but now that I’m in the training camp, every organization that invited me offered astronomical sums.” Luo Feng remained indifferent, unconcerned that the transfer might arouse suspicion from Vulture Scorpion.
It was impossible for them to suspect anything.
For a student in the elite training camp, having hundreds of billions in their account was perfectly normal!
“Beep!”
An email arrived.
Luo Feng opened it.
“Efficient! So the time is already set? March 31st at 11:15 AM?”
…
In another pavilion.
Several young white men and women were gathered together.
“He’s already transferred the money. The time is tomorrow at 11:15 AM,” William Edison said. A tall, thin blond youth beside him said, “William, this is too reckless. This is 5 billion credits… I feel this might be dangerous.”
“What are you worried about?” William’s eyes were cold. “I will definitely win.”
“You do have a good chance,” the blond youth named Candice nodded. “If Luo Feng were significantly stronger than a typical newbie in the elite training camp, he would have been recruited much earlier. That suggests his strength isn’t much higher than an average newbie.”
“But he dared to say 5 billion,” Candice frowned, his eyebrows like two sharp swords. “I still think you should be careful.”
“Candice, you’re the first heir of the Bolanese family. You don’t need to worry so much about a 5 billion bet, especially in Chinese credits, not Euros,” a brunette girl beside him joked.
…
William Edison from the European Union challenged Luo Feng, a newcomer from the Chinese Federation!
A wager of 5 billion Chinese credits!
The news spread like wildfire through the training camp. 5 billion credits and the bullying of a newcomer—these two points brought dozens of students to the Nine-Tier Tower on the 31st.
At 11:10 AM on March 31st.
On the ninth floor of the Nine-Tier Tower.
About forty to fifty students gathered here, from factions including the European Union, the United States, China, and Russia. In short, all six major factions were represented. Even some new students who had just joined the training camp this year came along, many of whom had suffered losses before.
“5 billion Chinese credits, that’s over 40 billion Rubles. What a huge bet.”
“Who knows if William will win or if the newcomer will win.”
Two big-nosed white youths were whispering, their language and appearance clearly indicating they were from Russia. In the current global currency system, one Earth credit equals 3.5 Chinese credits, or 30 Rubles.
“William Edison and Luo Feng, enter the challenge room!”
An electronic voice echoed through the ninth-floor hall.
Luo Feng and William exchanged glances before walking toward the challenge room.
“William, beat that kid,” Candice Bolanese shouted.
“Luofeng, make sure to beat him to a pulp. Win, and senior sister will cook for you personally,” Zhao Ruo shouted as well. Many students were cheering. This battle was not only a clash between a veteran and a newcomer but also a confrontation between the European and Chinese factions within the training camp. Competition among students was fierce.
Click!
The door to the challenge room opened, and both Luo Feng and William entered.
Luo Feng glanced around. The layout of the challenge room was almost identical to the trial room, with two sofas and two deep-blue helmets.
“Luofeng, thank you for giving me 5 billion credits,” William smiled slightly as he lay on the sofa.
“Hope you don’t cry later,” Luo Feng replied and lay down as well.
Flash!
Almost simultaneously, both of them put on the deep-blue helmets.
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