Chapter 87: Credit Plan

Jing Xin had told Shi Ji that she would be going to Xiyu in the afternoon, but in reality, she left directly after receiving a phone call before class. The scheduled class B was handed over to another instructor.

The day passed without any trouble, and the classes in the morning and afternoon went by quickly.

After the afternoon classes ended, Shi Ji went to the arena.

Now that he had decided to earn credits in the arena, he thought it would be good to further understand the rules.

When he arrived at the arena, he didn’t plan to challenge anyone. He just sat in the stands and watched the excitement.

Regarding arena challenges, it was a matter of principle. Unless someone made him uncomfortable, he wouldn’t randomly make a move.

Dueling in the arena used credits as stakes. As Xing Yuxiu had previously explained, if either challenger ranked outside the top 1000 in the arena rankings, the credits staked would default to the minimum of two credits. If both were within the top 1000, the stakes could range from two to ten credits, depending on mutual agreement.

Speaking of the arena rankings, Shi Ji brought up the ranking data on his wristband.

The moment the leaderboard appeared, Lin Xinyan was prominently listed as the number one student.

Shi Ji acknowledged Lin Xinyan’s heroism and strength. It wasn’t surprising to see someone like her at the top.

Most of the top ten were from Class A. Among them, as the class B leader, Xing Yuxiu was surprisingly ranked fourth. This surprised Shi Ji. He thought Xing Yuxiu hadn’t shown much of his strength, but it seemed he was hiding his true power. Besides Xing Yuxiu, there were two more class B students ranked ninth and tenth.

After quickly browsing the leaderboard, Shi Ji then brought up the rules for advancing in the rankings.

“Oh? The ranking is based on the total credits won in the arena. Oh, Xinyan’s total score is over two thousand points. According to the highest indicator, with a maximum of ten points per match, she’d have to fight over two hundred matches. That’s quite a lot. Oh? The thousandth place has exactly three hundred points. Apart from Xinyan, there are only about thirty people in Class A. Beating each one of them once would only be around thirty matches, earning sixty to seventy points. Beating each one four times… no, to be safe, five times. Oh? That would add up to over a hundred matches, quite troublesome. Oh, and the credits. Without needing to rank in the top thousand, you can earn over two hundred credits. Oh? More than two million?”

Sitting on the side, Shi Ji carefully pondered this. When he thought about the final two million, a sly smile appeared on his face.

Shi Ji had never lived the life of a wealthy person, often getting by on whatever he could find. No one could truly understand the things he had been through. Now, what he needed to do was make money.

Thinking about the two million windfall, Shi Ji couldn’t help but daydream. Once he made enough money, staying in this place wouldn’t hold any more meaning. 

What should he do with the money then?

He fell into deep thought over this question.

The battles in this section of the arena continued, but Shi Ji paid no further attention. It wasn’t until several minutes later that he snapped out of his thoughts.

“Trash from Class B, is this the best you can do and still dare to show off in front of me? Just because you were a bit arrogant yesterday doesn’t mean you can think of Class A as pushovers. Go back and train for a few more years.”

It was the discordant voice of a male student in the arena that brought Shi Ji back to his senses.

Class A? Class B?

Without saying a word, Shi Ji slowly stood up and, with a light leap, jumped into the arena.

“Oh, I couldn’t find a reason to teach you all a lesson before. Now it’s clear. Hand over your credits willingly.”