Chapter 34 (Three in One)

After hearing what Su Bei said, everyone had different expressions. What does "he has to win even if he doesn't win" mean? Does Su Bei have the ability to control the situation of the game? At least Jiang Tianming thought so.

He suddenly realized that these seemingly "prophetic" abilities were not as simple as they seemed. He had naturally noticed the anomaly in Feng Lan's previous performance in the ring and guessed the truth. The other party's [prophecy] was definitely not just what they had previously understood.

Now it seems that Su Bei's supernatural powers have only revealed the tip of the iceberg.

The others also had the same idea, so they stopped trying to persuade him and turned their eyes to the stage. They wanted to see how Wu Jin would win this game with such a huge gap between them.

Just as they predicted at the beginning, Wu Jin was defeated step by step, and soon he was forced to the edge of the ring by the one with double the physical fitness bonus. He would be pushed off if he took one more step forward.

Is Su Bei going to lose? Jiang Tianming watched the situation on the field and thought about it. He couldn't think of the possibility of Wu Jin winning.

However, in the next second, the situation suddenly changed!

Wu Jin suddenly shut up and squatted down, and his opponent froze in place. He seemed to be blind and didn't notice Wu Jin was right under his feet.

The blue-haired boy looked at his outstretched hands in confusion, looked around, and after making sure that he didn't see anyone, he scratched his head in confusion: "Where is the person? Did I just push someone down, or did that person fall down by himself and I just fell too fast and didn't notice."

This was the only explanation he could think of. Otherwise, could it be that the other party could become invisible? That would be a joke, he was just a student in Class F.

Thinking of this, the blue-haired boy smiled triumphantly and walked off the stage. He waited for the referee to announce the victory. The referee would only come down to announce the victory in advance when there was a dispute on the field. For a victory like his, which was undisputed, the referee would only announce it after both parties had left the stage.

However, what he didn't expect was that there was total silence outside the arena. The few people who were watching the match were not looking at him or the arena, but at a handsome blond boy.

What's going on? Why is my limelight being stolen by others?

The blue-haired boy wanted to walk over to get everyone's attention again, but before he took two steps, he heard footsteps coming from the direction of the ring behind him.

Turning around, he saw Wu Jin, who had just been knocked off the stage by him, actually walking down from the stage slowly.

"What?" He was immediately shocked, "Why are you still on the stage!"

At this moment he finally realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap.

Before the other party could answer, the referee came over and announced the result of the game: "Wu Jin wins."

"No! This is impossible!" The blue-haired boy didn't want to accept the reality. He grabbed Wu Jin's collar with both hands, his face flushed. "What is your ability? How did you disappear just now?"

Most of the students never thought that they could get intelligence about other students' abilities from behind the school wall. After all, there were only a few students as smart as Su Bei. Otherwise, the blue-haired boy would not have suffered such a big loss.

The referee immediately pulled him away and warned him: "You are not allowed to attack your classmates off the stage. If you do it again, I won't just give you a warning."

Fighting in school can result in point deductions at the very least, or expulsion at the worst.

After being warned, the blue-haired boy finally calmed down a bit, but he still stared at Wu Jin relentlessly, wanting an answer. It's not that he couldn't afford to lose, but he really didn't understand how he lost.

Although he won, Wu Jin didn't show any joy on his face. He was still very gloomy and answered in a voice that was so flat that it seemed to have no tone: "It's [no sense of existence]."

He was smart enough not to mention the disadvantage of "not speaking means no sense of existence". Although this disadvantage is not fatal, even if he said it, others would not be able to use it to check him. But it is always good to keep a hand in mind, just in case you encounter a superpower who can restrain this ability.

After getting the answer, the blue-haired boy finally understood how he lost. At that time, Wu Jin did not fall off the stage as he thought, but used his supernatural power to disappear. He was the one who thought he had won like a fool, and walked off the stage to give away the victory for nothing.

He obviously realized that something was wrong, so why didn't he insist a little more?

Thinking of this, he grunted like a cow, and it took him a long time to calm down his anger. Finally, he glared at the boy who defeated him, turned around and walked away with big strides.

The victorious Wu Jin silently glanced at Jiang Tianming and the others. Even though he knew they were watching his game, he had no intention of saying hello and left silently.

Jiang Tianming and the others had no intention of greeting him. They were all immersed in the shock that Su Bei had just brought to them.

After everyone had left, Jiang Tianming let out a long sigh and looked at Su Bei again with a complicated expression: "Does his victory have anything to do with you?"

Of course, he could see that Wu Jin's victory was due to his plan. He was indeed very powerful in using a small force to win a big one. However, he couldn't help but think about what Su Bei said before. Could all this be secretly guided by Su Bei?

Especially since he had just summoned a strange gear, his special ability was definitely related to gears. Now that the gear had disappeared, it was hard for Jiang Tianming not to think that the gear had played some role.

However, Su Bei just shrugged his shoulders, looking innocent and sincere: "No."

He was telling the truth, but unfortunately no one believed him. With his behavior just now, who would believe what he said now that it had nothing to do with him?

No one spoke anymore, everyone was in a brainstorm. Even Mo Xiaotian just looked at Su Bei curiously and didn't ask any further questions.

"Aren't you afraid that you'll lose the bet?" "Comic Consciousness" was almost scared to death. Although he knew that Wu Jin would definitely win this round, the problem was that Su Bei didn't know!

"Comic Consciousness" really can't understand how Su Bei dared to make such a big claim without knowing the truth. Isn't he afraid of backfiring?

You know, if Wu Jin lost, what Su Bei just said would be a joke. "Comic Consciousness" couldn't even imagine how his character would collapse at that time.

Facing the surprised, admiring or inquiring looks from others, Su Bei still looked calm and composed, but in his heart he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He won the bet!

When he heard the question about "comic consciousness", Su Bei curled his lips slightly: "Isn't a 99% probability worth my gamble?"

That's true. If the chance of winning is really 99%, then it's worth a gamble. If you're afraid of even a 1% chance, then don't play. Just give up.

On this point, the "comic consciousness" and Su Bei have the same idea. No matter how terrible the consequences of failure are, as long as the chance of winning is high enough, you can take a gamble.

But what "Comic Consciousness" is puzzled about is: "Where did you get the 99% probability? As far as I know, you have been completely guessing about Wu Jin's role so far. The only thing that can verify your guess is that he joined Si Zhaohua's team, and was pulled in by Zhao Xiaoyu."

"At first, I thought that my guess that he had an important role in the comics had a 50% chance of success. When he joined Si Zhaohua's team, the possibility of this guess became 100%. He is definitely an important character with a role to play." Su Bei explained in his heart.

"Si Zhaohua's team is used to contrast with the protagonists, so the members of this team must always win, so that when they lose to the protagonists, there will be enough contrast. Therefore, Wu Jin has a 95% chance of winning this game."

This analysis makes sense, and the "comic consciousness" actually feels that this is enough to bet on. But it still asks: "What about the last 4%? Didn't you just say 99%?"

"The last 4% is because he has been talking since he came on the stage. His ability is [Silence is Silence], so he has been talking just now because he does not want to reveal his ability for the time being and is waiting for the right opportunity." Su Bei put his hands in his pockets with a smile in his eyes, "In other words, he has the heart to win."

Now the "comic consciousness" finally understood that Wu Jin was not supposed to lose according to the setting, and he wanted to win, so it was difficult for him to lose.

In fact, it could have been 100% at this point, but Su Bei insisted that there was still a 1% chance that the author might have gone crazy. These days, author crazy is a common disease and cannot be ignored carelessly.

"You are amazing." The "comic consciousness" was once again convinced, and thoroughly felt the power of that 3%. It now believed 100% that if there was one person who could accomplish the mission of saving the world, that person could only be Su Bei.

After it disappeared, Su Bei closed his eyes and calmed his beating heart. No matter how confident he was, it was difficult to hold back his nervousness in the face of such a harsh price of failure.

Fortunately, his bet was successful, and he did not waste the news that "Wu Jin might be an important role."

When he was sorting out the available information, Su Bei was thinking about how to use this information. It is true that this information seems to be very useless and inaccurate, and can be thrown away. But he has too little to use, so he must make the most of it.

But he had no idea. He couldn't just tell Jiang Tianming that he should get along well with Wu Jin.

It was not until he saw Wu Jin walk onto the stage that Su Bei suddenly had an idea and thought of the correct way to use this information.

After a brief consideration, Su Bei decided on his plan. Although he could hardly bear the consequences if the plan failed, the probability of success was extremely high and the benefits after success were also great. Comparing the two, he was willing to take the risk.

Now that he has achieved success and received his rewards, Su Bei has already thought about how to guide public opinion in the forums.

Next up were the competitions between Mo Xiaotian, Wu Mingbai, Lan Subing and Jiang Tianming.

As a member of Class A, Mo Xiaotian was matched with a member of Class B. With a few transparent blocks, he easily blocked the opponent's front. Although the opponent could release a fire attack with considerable damage, it was completely blocked by the transparent blocks. He had no choice but to retreat step by step, and fell off the stage without paying attention.

After Mo Xiaotian came off the stage, everyone went to eat together. It was already noon, and the second half would start at 2pm. We could just come back then.

During the meal, Jiang Tianming finally asked the question that everyone was curious about: "So, Xiaotian, what exactly is your special ability?"

"It's [air], but I can only solidify a small part of the air at present." Mo Xiaotian had no intention of hiding it. When Jiang Tianming asked, he answered truthfully.

Hearing about this ability, everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath. [Air]! What a terrifying ability! You know, everyone needs air. If someone can control air, it is equivalent to controlling the lifeline of human survival.

Without a doubt, this is an extremely powerful ability.

"People with special abilities like [Air] can only be assigned to Class A, so how strong must the members of Class S be?" Wu Mingbai muttered to himself, his usual cheerful smile gone.

The other people around him also heard his words and fell silent. Yes, in their eyes, the [Air] ability is already very invincible and has a very high upper limit. Is there any ability that is higher than it?

"Maybe there is actually no S class," Jiang Tianming said uncertainly.

In fact, the only thing known to the public is the FA class, and there is no S class at all. I don't know who said that there is an S class in the school, and everyone agreed with this guess. But no one really knows whether there is an S class.

"Impossible." The first person to refute this view was Mu Tieren. "I have asked the class teacher this question before. Judging from his attitude, I guess there should be an S class."

As the class monitor, he undoubtedly knows more about the college than other students. Since he said so, it seems that the existence of Class S is real.

Su Bei was also thinking about the S class. From the comics, he had learned that Meng Huai, the current head teacher of F class, had taught S class for several years. So there was no doubt that S class did exist.

But as Wu Mingbai said, a supernatural power like [Air] can only be assigned to Class A, so how strong must the supernatural power of Class S be?

Suddenly, Jiang Tianming looked at Su Bei: "Su..."

He got stuck when he called out his name. Calling him Su Bei seemed too unfamiliar. After all, Su Bei had helped them before, and now they were still in the same team. Calling him like a stranger felt awkward. But if he didn't call him Su Bei, what should he call him? It's not easy to get close to him with a two-character name.

Suddenly, Jiang Tianming thought of how Mo Xiaotian always called Su Bei "Brother Bei", which was not a bad idea, but it was a bit embarrassing to call him that.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Tianming asked politely: "Su Bei, do you know the existence of Class S?"

Su Bei didn't know, and he was also very curious. But he knew that he couldn't show that he didn't know about Class S.

Now that Class S has not appeared yet, it means that he can make some changes to it through comics. But if he says now that he doesn't know, it will not only reduce his sense of mystery, at least not as mysterious as Class S. And he will lose this opportunity.

So even if he doesn't know, he must "know".

"I know." Su Bei said calmly.

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up. They knew that Su Bei must know about Class S! It seemed like there was everything this guy knew.

"Brother Bei is amazing, he knows all this!" Mo Xiaotian shouted happily, "How powerful are the abilities of Class S!"

This question is actually very difficult to answer. Su Bei doesn't know the specific situation of Class S, but he can't say anything wrong about their abilities. Because of the information gap, comic readers won't doubt what he says. After all, they can't imagine that there is someone in the comic who is deliberately deceiving them.

In other words, if he said it, comic readers would most likely believe it.

In this world, Nightmare Beasts are stronger than humans. If he accidentally weakens humans, it will be even more doomed.

So if he really had to give an answer, he could only say it was higher, not lower. Does anyone know what the upper limit of Class S is? Su Bei was really afraid that he was a frog in a well and spoke ill of others.

Hey

He suddenly thought of a question. Since he could use comics to weaken the people in Class S, why couldn't he use comics to weaken the beasts? If he could do that, wouldn't the world crisis be resolved directly?

Su Bei was immediately excited and wanted to ask about "comic consciousness". However, he had other problems to deal with and could not spare the time for the time being.

After thinking for a while, Su Bei's eyes lit up and he said mysteriously, "Why are you in such a hurry now? Besides, the students in Class S may not be better than those in Class A."

This statement is true even if you know nothing. Class S is not necessarily better than Class A, just like he in Class F can beat the green-haired guy in Class C. As long as the plan is appropriate, the rabbit can also kill the tiger.

He seemed to have revealed some inside information, but also seemed to have said nothing.

In short, the protagonists didn't understand his nonsense and looked thoughtful. Their understanding of Su Bei's answer was "The abilities of Class S are not that strong, but they are very special."

What kind of special meeting is it that divides people into different classes?

After dinner, everyone went back to the dormitory. As soon as he entered the dormitory, Su Bei began to type "Manga Consciousness" frantically. Although he had calmed down after all this, he estimated that his guess would not succeed, but at least it was a hope.

After hearing his question, "Comic Consciousness" indeed gave a negative answer: "You can't change the basic framework of the world, but the fact that Nightmare Beasts are stronger than humans is a result of the basic setting."

Basic settings

Su Bei raised his eyebrows: "So what is this basic setting?"

"I can't tell you. You have to discover it yourself." "Comic Consciousness" also wanted to tell Su Bei the basic settings, but Su Bei was a character in a comic, and there were many things it couldn't tell him directly.

Hearing this, Su Bei couldn't help but sigh, but he also realized that this basic setting must be related to the Nightmare Beast. Perhaps after the monthly exam is over, he should go investigate the Nightmare Beast's data.

There are too many unknowns, so let's focus on reality first. Su Bei focused his attention and looked at the ring. It was time for Wu to go on stage.

Wu Mingbai is a student in Class D, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that his [Earth Element] has a very high upper limit. Being able to use a single element of the Five Elements as a superpower, as long as his mental strength is sufficient and developed correctly, his future upper limit is unpredictable.

But at the same time, the lower limit of this ability is also very high. If the mental strength is low, or if one goes astray, there are many people who become diggers after graduation.

Therefore, elemental abilities that generally have little offensive power, such as [Earth Element] and [Wood Element], will be directly assigned to Class D. [Water Element] and [Gold Element] are relatively special and are assigned to Class C. And [Fire Element], which is the ability of the person Mo Xiaotian fought, will be assigned to Class B because it has a stronger offensive power.

After the monthly exams, these people will probably be reassigned to different classes.

After taking a nap, I checked the time. The next player to compete was Wu Mingbai, and his competition time was 3 pm. Seeing that the time was almost up, Su Bei headed to the playground. When he arrived, he saw that the others had already arrived.

Soon, the competition began. Wu Mingbai's opponent was a student from Class B. Su Bei only bought the abilities of students from Class C and D, and no one knew the abilities of students from Class A and Class B.

In fact, he could have pooled money with others to buy a copy, but Su Bei felt it was unnecessary. Judging from the supernatural data of the three CDF classes provided by the campus wall, his biggest source of information should be the school's enrollment registration.

But the upper limit of the superpowers of Class AB was originally high, and the changes in a week would likely be huge. For example, before the monthly exam, Mo Xiaotian knew the superpowers of his opponent because of the battle between Class AB and Class AB.

His special ability is [Fire Element], and he can release flames from his palms during the introduction. But just now on the stage, the opponent can not only release flames, but also cover his body with flames and throw fist-sized fireballs.

If you blindly believe their admission introduction, you may suffer a big loss. So it is worthwhile to save money to buy information.

Back to the arena, Wu Mingbai was very cautious because he didn't know what kind of superpowers his opponent had. Specifically, he jumped around the ring, looking carefree, but he didn't make a move.

His opponent was a purple-haired girl, who was also a student in Class B, but she was also very cautious. Facing the overly cheerful Wu Mingbai, she was a little disgusted, but she didn't dare to attack rashly.

The two men walked around the edge of the field twice, but no one took action.

The people watching the game were fed up. One boy complained, "Why are these two wasting time? Why don't you get on with it? That guy, a grown man, is wasting time. What's wrong with that girl? Why is the big guy from Class B afraid of a guy from Class D?"

Jiang Tianming and the others couldn't help but look at him. Lan Subing couldn't help but type: "Why don't you try another arena?"

The boy was startled by the mechanical female voice. He took a step back and saw Lan Subing, who was holding a mobile phone and wearing a white scarf and looking at him.

"Hey, do you think I don't want to leave?" The boy quickly calmed down and complained excitedly, "I bet on this arena! Do you know how difficult it is to find an arena with such a big gap between the classes and few people paying attention?"

He had seen that someone had voted for that boy, so as long as he had money, he could make some money. Thinking of this, the boy was full of confidence: "I will definitely make a small profit this time!"

After hearing what he said, Jiang Tianming and the others looked at each other, and at the same time took out their cell phones and started playing drums.

The boys immediately became alert: "Why would you vote for that girl if you don't know how to do it?"

If more people vote for girls, he will definitely get fewer points.

Jiang Tianming shook his phone and smiled: "You reminded us, let's place a bet on that boy."

The boy was stunned. He refreshed his phone and saw that there were four more people betting on Wu Mingbai, making a total of five people.

"You guys are crazy!" He couldn't help but widen his eyes and pointed at Wu Mingbai on the stage, "This is from Class D." He then pointed at the purple-haired girl, "This is from Class B, you didn't remember it wrong, did you?"

Seeing that Jiang Tianming and the others did not show the regretful expression he expected, the boy was very confused. But soon he became happy: "Forget it, it's up to you. The more people who vote for him, the better."

The more points he bets, the more he earns. It's usually so hard to earn points, but this time he wants to win big!

While they were talking, the situation on the stage finally changed. The purple-haired girl was the one who couldn't keep her cool. She felt that with the strength of Class B, there was no need to be so vigilant against the brown-haired boy who was acting like a fool.

Thinking of this, she turned her wrist and a brush appeared from nowhere. This brush was as long as an arm, with simple patterns carved on the pen shaft, looking simple and elegant. The tip of the brush was full of ink, dripping with ink.

The purple-haired girl wrote the word "刀" (knife) in the air with a flying pen. The next second, the ink in the air twisted and gradually turned into a sharp long knife.

At the same time, the girl's face turned pale, obviously because she had consumed too much mental energy. However, she was not worried, instead, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes.

This is her special ability [Magic Brush Ma Liang]. Things written or drawn with the brush transformed by her special ability can appear in reality under the influence of mental power.

However, her mental strength is too weak at present, so she can only write words in one direction. For this competition, the girl deliberately chose the direction of weapons. Among all the weapons, "knife" is the easiest to write and has a very strong attack power, which is very suitable for her as a novice.

In the ring, it is easy for a person with weapons to beat a person without weapons.

Looking at the long sword that was about to fall, the girl's expression became more and more determined. As long as she got the weapon, she would definitely win.

But in the next second, the situation suddenly changed!

A pillar of earth suddenly rose rapidly from the ground and headed straight for the knife. Before the girl could react, she touched the finished knife.

The long sword that should have fallen vertically, because of this touch, bounced directly in the direction of Wu Mingbai.

Wu Mingbai did not miss the good opportunity he had created. He flew up and raised his hand, firmly grasping the long sword. He lowered his head and smiled, weighed the long sword, and sincerely praised: "What a good sword!"

"Who asked you to brag?" The purple-haired girl was almost mad, "Give me back the knife!"

This was a knife that she had used up almost all of her mental energy to make. It would have been okay if it was stolen by someone, but you had to know that she might not have the mental energy to make another knife. If she couldn't get this knife back, she would definitely lose this round.

Just like what the girl thought before, the one with weapons fighting the one without weapons is just a joke.

However, Wu Mingbai was not a fool, so how could he return the weapon to her? He nodded with a smile: "I will return it to you when I get off the ring."

"Who would need it then?" The girl was angry again. But she also knew that she probably couldn't get the knife back. Who made her inferior to others? What she made could be snatched away by others?

As expected, Wu Mingbai turned a deaf ear to what she had just said. He just held the knife in his hand and walked towards her, asking, "Do you want to step down and admit defeat, or do you want the referee to help you admit defeat later?"

When the referee helps a girl admit defeat, it is obvious that she is about to suffer fatal injuries.

Hearing this, the girl's face turned even paler. But she was unwilling to fail in the monthly exam, so even though the situation was very bad, she still tried to negotiate: "Wait, listen to me."

Knowing that the opponent's mental strength would not be restored in a short time, he already had victory in his hands. Wu Mingbai tilted his head like a cat and teased his opponent: "You say."

The purple-haired girl didn't care what he thought, she just wanted to seize her last chance to win: "You also know that you only won me this time by cheating, and future opponents may not be as careless as me. You are in Class D, and you may fail tomorrow. But I am different, I have a good chance to be in the top 50. As long as you let me win this time, we can sign a contract, and I can give you half of the reward... no, three-fifths, what do you think?"

I have to say that this purple-haired girl is really smart. She judged the situation correctly. If the person on the other side was just an ordinary D-class student, he might really be moved by her words.

You can't always cheat in a competition, and you can't always be careless when you meet an opponent. It's almost impossible to rely on the special abilities of Class D to get into the top 50.

In this case, it is better to let the other party win. If the girl can really make it to the top 50 and get 50 points, he can get 30 points for free, making a lot of money.

But unfortunately, the girl met Wu Mingbai, who was not a person who liked to pin his hopes on others.

So he shook his head with pretended regret: "Sorry, even if I lose tomorrow, I hope it's me who loses."

With his appearance, he really does look like a hot-blooded manga hero. But those who know his true nature know that he is probably mocking the other party, just like letting the other party win today will make him lose tomorrow.

The outcome was no longer in suspense, and everyone turned their eyes away. Only the boy who bet on the purple-haired girl was still staring at the ring, hoping to see a miracle.

Unfortunately, his expectation was impossible to come true in front of Wu Mingbai. When the referee announced Wu Mingbai's victory, the light in the boy's eyes shattered.

"No! This is not true!" The comic-like performance appeared again. The boy knelt on the ground, holding his head with his hands, "I worked hard to save 50 points!"

The purple-haired girl walked over in despair. Seeing that someone was actually feeling sorry for her, she started crying along with him: "Wuwuwu! I actually failed in the first round! I am so miserable!!!"

Su Bei's face was filled with black lines. He said again, he was really fed up with this comic book world!

He was confused by this embarrassment and asked his "comic consciousness" in his heart: "No, why would I feel embarrassed? Am I not also a person in this comic world? Why can I realize that this behavior is stupid?"

"Because you have come into contact with the three-dimensional world," said the "comic consciousness" calmly. "Once you have come into contact with the three-dimensional world, you will be freed from the consciousness of the two-dimensional world."

Hearing this, Su Bei couldn't help but sigh. This immediately alerted the people around him. Jiang Tianming turned his head sharply like a frightened black cat and asked in horror: "Why are you sighing?"

What could possibly make Su Bei sigh?

After hearing his words, the others immediately turned around, all with a look of surprise on their faces.

Su Bei was stunned for a moment, then he found an excuse and explained casually: "You and I split the points this time, which is much less than what we earned before."

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, and Mo Xiaotian said happily: "I plan to bet with you next time, Brother Bei!"

Thinking of the miraculous ability that Su Bei had shown to Wu Jin, Wu Mingbai's eyes lit up, and he nodded. He and Mo Xiaotian seemed like a pair of happy brothers: "If you earn points, help us too, Brother Bei~"

Seeing someone trying to take his points, Su Bei gave a fake smile and said, "You can place a bet with me, but don't forget, you can't see how many points each person can bet."

"What do you mean?" Mo Xiaotian didn't understand.

However, everyone except him was smart and naturally understood what Su Bei meant. He could deliberately bet 1 point on a person who was predicted to lose, and if others followed suit without knowing it, they would suffer a huge loss.

Before he could say anything, he heard Mo Xiaotian put his arm around Su Bei's shoulders and said carelessly, "Whatever, I'll follow you anyway!"

Su Bei glanced at him with disdain and helplessness: "It's up to you."

Seeing this, everyone looked at each other with amusement and laughed. They all decided to forget Su Bei's warning. With such a good opportunity to earn points, they decided to follow him!

At this moment, Su Bei suddenly noticed Zhao Xiaoyu going up to the stage. She was fighting against a classmate.

The match between the two F-class students was boring, and no one was betting. However, each of them had someone betting, and it was obviously placed by themselves.

There is almost no benefit in Class F. Apart from the class monitor who can get extra points, the rest of the people only get 15 points.

Although it is reasonable to say that a mosquito is still meat, but... Su Bei glanced at the five people next to him. But if these people are added together, each person can't even get 2 points on average, so forget it. He already has a lot on hand, so there is no need to waste this effort.

Noticing his gaze, Jiang Tianming looked in that direction and said, "You want to bet on Zhao Xiaoyu's ring?"

Su Bei shook his head: "I can hardly earn any points."

It seems that this was indeed the original intention. Jiang Tianming immediately became interested: "It doesn't matter if you don't earn points. Who do you think will win?"

Hearing this question, Su Bei raised his eyebrows. Even if he couldn't earn points, it was not bad to establish his own personality! He should not miss such a good opportunity. He answered decisively: "Zhao Xiaoyu."

Mu Tieren seemed to be thinking about something. After the previous incident, he would not doubt Su Bei's judgment now: "If I remember correctly, Zhao Xiaoyu's ability is [Laughter], which can make people smile when they talk. The other Li Qian's ability is [Make Beds], which is self-explanatory. If these two fight, it should all depend on their physical fitness."

I have to say, as expected of a student from Class F, these two superpowers are really useless in combat.

"No..." Su Bei shook his head and said meaningfully, "I think Zhao Xiaoyu will definitely use his special abilities."

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