Chapter 677: Chapter 233: A surge in mental power, this battle captures everyone’s attention! (8333 words) _5
So 685W of System Energy can only increase my Mind Power by 324 Hertz?
Chen Fan hesitated a little.
With this much System Energy, he could have activated the second blade of Sky-Cleaving Heavenly Blade or the second level of Demon King’s Whisper.
Never mind, let’s increase my Mind Power first.
Although the “Sky-Cleaving Heavenly Blade” is incredibly strong, it requires Star Power as a foundation;
“Demon King’s Whisper” is mysterious, but without enough powerful Mind Power, it’s useless.
Chen Fan took a deep breath and began to increase his Mind Power intensely.
The number 2536 behind [Mind Power] eventually changed to 2860.
An odd power circulated throughout Chen Fan’s body.
With a single thought from Chen Fan, his Mind Power began to spread, covering the entire back mountain forest.
Hidden insects, jumping lizards, and snakes…
Leaves blowing in the wind.
Grass swaying.
He took in everything in sight.
It was crystal clear.
A peculiar feeling…
…
First Martial Arts University, at the entrance.
There was a huge crowd.
Chen Fan had given one billion to the Feng Family to help hype things up.
Although they only had three days of time, the hype was undoubtedly effective.
Television, Guardian Beast forums, everywhere were discussing the battle between Chen Fan and Zong Hao.
This battle was indeed full of gimmicks.
A high school senior in theory, taking on a second-year genius of the highest caliber…
This kind of thing had never happened before!
With the Feng Family’s hype, by noon, the entrance of the First Martial Arts University was packed.
Many people arrived early, wanting to see if the boy who dared to challenge Zong Hao had three heads and six arms!
The Martial Arts Club of the First Martial Arts University sent many people to maintain order.
But there were just too many people…
With no choice, the First Martial Arts University had to send a group of instructors to help.
It was now three o’clock in the afternoon.
Zong Hao had already been waiting for two hours.
But people still hadn’t seen Chen Fan’s figure.
In the crowd, Su Wenqin turned her head to look at the Martial Arts Club Vice President Kong Yang and asked, “Who do you think will win this time? How much did you bet?”
Kong Yang looked at Su Wenqin and frowned, “You know I don’t like gambling.”
Su Wenqin didn’t care, “So do you think Chen Fan can win against Zong Hao?”
Kong Yang frowned, “It’s too difficult for Chen Fan to win against Zong Hao…”
Behind him, Mu Kimura squeezed over and said solemnly, “It can’t be denied that Chen Fan is a top-notch genius, but it’s practically impossible for him to defeat Zong Hao.”
“That day he accepted Zong Hao’s challenge, apparently because he didn’t know Zong Hao’s cultivation.”
“He might not even have heard of Zong Hao before!”
Su Wenqin glanced at Mu Kimura and said indifferently, “So you bet on Zong Hao winning? How much did you bet on the black market?”
Mu Kimura’s face sank, “I bet 200 million.”
Su Wenqin was slightly surprised, “Oh, you have quite a lot of money, huh?”
Mu Kimura snorted and said, “At least, I want to win back my blade!”
As he said this, his face changed slightly, and he slightly tilted his head asking, “Who did you bet on and how much?”
Su Wenqin replied indifferently, “Oh, not much. I borrowed some money from someone and bet a total of 1.5 billion.”
Mu Kimura: “…”
Kong Yang: “…”
Mu Kimura’s face looked odd, “Did you also bet on Zong Hao winning?”
“How could that be possible?” Su Wenqin said, “Chen Fan is a student at my First Martial Arts University. Of course, I support our school’s students.”
Mu Kimura froze, “You bet on Chen Fan winning?”
“Crazy!”
Kong Yang’s face turned ugly, “Betting for fun is one thing, but this… this is too exaggerated!”
“Initially, I only wanted to have a little fun and join in on the excitement.” Su Wenqin said, “But when I went to the black market, I saw Ye Hao and Shen Daodao…”
Kong Yang was dumbfounded, “You saw Ye Hao and Shen Daodao and bet so much? Are you crazy?”
Su Wenqin’s lips raised in a slight smile and said, “Ye Hao and Shen Daodao were looking for someone from the Shangguan Family… They divided 300 billion into several pieces, staggered their timing, and eventually put it all on Chen Fan.”
Kong Yang and Mu Kimura’s eyes widened, as if they had turned to stone.
“Didn’t understand?” Su Wenqin rolled her eyes, “Simply put, someone gave Ye Hao 300 billion to bet on Chen Fan winning.”
“In just three days, news of Chen Fan’s duel with Zong Hao had spread to the Imperial City…”
“All the TV stations and various forums in the community have been discussing this matter these few days.”
“Didn’t you guys notice something strange?”
Kong Yang and Mu Kimura blinked.
Mu Kimura started shaking all over, “You… Why didn’t you tell me sooner!”
Su Wenqin said indifferently, “You wouldn’t believe me and have no money even if you did.”
Mu Kimura was disheveled.
Just then, Li Xinghai came over with a group of people.
“Senior!”
Li Xinghai said proudly, “I borrowed a lot of money and placed a bet on Zong Hao winning in the black market.”
“This time I want to make a fortune through Chen Fan!”
Kong Yang, Su Wenqin, and the others fell silent.
Li Xinghai continued, “That Chen Fan probably went back and investigated Zong Hao.”
“Now he doesn’t even dare to come.”
“You see, even Chu Xuan and Ye Hao, none of them are here!”
“This time, it’s too easy to make money!”
Mu Kimura couldn’t help but ask, “How much did you bet?”
Li Xinghai said, “I got some money from my family, then went out to get a loan, a total of 800 million.”
“This time, I want to thank Chen Fan properly.”
“He is god of wealth!”
A loan…
Su Wenqin and Kong Yang looked at each other and rolled their eyes simultaneously.
Mu Kimura fell silent for a moment but couldn’t help saying, “Aren’t you being a bit too crazy?”
“Do you also think that Chen Fan will definitely lose?”
“Of course!” Li Xinghai sneered, “Aside from my personal grudge, let’s base our judgment on facts… Do you guys not know how terrifying Zong Hao is?”
“Chen Fan is only slightly better than you, at most.”
“Zong Hao can beat the shit out of him!”
God dammit!
Mu Kimura glared fiercely at Li Xinghai.
If you’re saying that Chen Fan will have the shit beaten out of him by Zong Hao, and that Chen Fan is only slightly better than me, doesn’t that mean I’ll also have the shit beaten out of me by Zong Hao?
Fuck you!