Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 157 - 0157: I Bet on Myself to Win [Part 2]

Chapter 157: Chapter 0157: I Bet on Myself to Win [Part 2]

Upon hearing this, Chu Feng was surprised. It seemed that the other side was indeed confident, and not just confident, but brimming with it.

"They’re basically handing me money. I have no reason not to take it. I need money at home, so I bet ten thousand on Chu Feng to win, and that Eastern Ghost going to the hospital," said Tie Mu with a fierce smile.

Chu Feng also smiled and said, "I’ve been quite tight on cash lately. Do they require us to put down the bet immediately?"

Qi Houbo said, "There’s no such requirement for the time being, but for large amounts, you probably have to pay up."

Chu Feng said, "Then I bet a million on myself to win, with Chishima Ichiro in the hospital for fifteen days."

After hearing the bet Chu Feng wanted to make, Qi Houbo couldn’t help exclaiming, "Chu Feng, that’s a twenty-five-to-one bet. If you win that, it would be twenty-five million."

Everyone was a college student; let alone twenty-five million, even one million was already a number beyond their reach.

After hearing this, Tie Mu swallowed hard and said, "That’s what you call rich. I’ll do the same, betting on Chu Feng to win, with Chishima Ichiro in the hospital for fifteen days."

Chu Feng didn’t want to reveal himself and said, "I’m not some rich guy, I just have confidence in myself. Besides, we don’t have to pay up front. If we did, the most I could bet would be five thousand yuan of my own money."

Qi Houbo said, "Hold on, let me go and inquire to see if we can place bets like that."

Chu Feng nodded, and quickly Qi Houbo was out of sight.

Before long, Qi Houbo came back.

However, the news Qi Houbo brought back was not very good.

You don’t need to pay immediately for bets under ten thousand, but for bets over ten thousand, you need to pay fifty percent upfront.

"That’s really a pity; it looks like I won’t be able to earn this money. But I’ll still bet five thousand on myself," said Chu Feng.

Tie Mu said, "Guys, a rare chance to make money has come! Our trip during the National Day holiday is all on him."

With Tie Mu’s shout, indeed, everyone was stirred, but after all, they were students, and the bets were generally small, at most a thousand yuan.

After Qi Houbo finished registering the bets, Chu Feng thought of something and asked, "Is this betting insured? I don’t want them to run off with the money if I win."

Qi Houbo said, "You don’t need to worry about that. There’s a guy named Wu Di from the Dragon Soaring Society who’s guaranteeing this, so it’s safe."

"Dragon Soaring Society?"

Chu Feng knew Wu Di, but he had no idea what this Dragon Soaring Society was.

Looking at Chu Feng as if he were an alien, Qi Houbo said, "It’s the school’s most famous society, and you haven’t heard of it?"

Chu Feng said, "Do I need to have heard of it?"

Qi Houbo glared, gave a thumbs-up, and said, "Alright, big bro, you are impressive. But this Dragon Soaring Society, it’s complicated to explain. You just need to know that it’s the most mysterious society in school that everyone aspires to join. Its members are all genuine rich second generations and official second generations. The rest we’ll talk about after you win the match."

Chu Feng nodded, but since Wu Di was involved in this, Chu Feng felt he had to make a large sum from it, or he’d be letting Wu Di down.

Chu Feng stepped aside and called Cui Jingyan, telling her to arrange for someone to place a million yuan bet on himself.

Indeed, Chu Feng only had five thousand in his card, but Cui Jingyan was wealthy.

Upon hearing that Chu Feng was going to compete against Chishima Ichiro, Cui Jingyan couldn’t help but worry.

However, Chu Feng spoke so casually that Cui Jingyan became reassured and immediately arranged for someone to place the bet.

This is money delivered into one’s hands, why not take it if it’s free.

"Teacher Xie!"

Chu Feng had just finished a phone call when he heard his classmates’ voices behind him, and then saw Xie Mengying walking towards him.

Seeing Xie Mengying, Chu Feng actually felt a bit uncomfortable inside.

Of course, Chu Feng wasn’t holding a grudge over the words Xie Mengying had said that day. It was just that thinking about Xie Mengying marrying into the Jin Family made him feel very displeased.

After all, the Jin Family was his enemy, and sooner or later, Chu Feng would have to deal with them. At that time, how would he be able to face Xie Mengying?

Moreover, these past few days Chu Feng had noticed that it seemed no matter who Xie Mengying said she was going to marry, it always made him feel a bit awkward.

While Chu Feng was lost in his thoughts, Xie Mengying had walked up to him.

"Chu Feng, be careful and don’t overdo it," Xie Mengying said with a worried expression.

Chu Feng looked at Xie Mengying’s visibly haggard face, and his heart softened, speaking softly, "Sister Mengying, I won’t get hurt."

Xie Mengying, hearing Chu Feng call her ’Sister Mengying,’ couldn’t help but have her eyes turn red with emotion.

Xie Mengying whispered, "After your competition is over, I will give you an explanation."

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Sister Mengying, I know you must have your difficulties. You don’t want to talk about it, and I really won’t force you. After I’m done fighting, if you want to tell me, then tell me. I promise, no matter what trouble you encounter, I’ll use all my abilities to help you solve it."

Xie Mengying’s tears started spinning in her eyes as she heard Chu Feng’s words, and she nodded heavily, saying, "I’ll wait for you."

Chu Feng, looking at Xie Mengying, teased her, "Sister Mengying, why does it sound so much like a young wife waiting for her husband to return home when you say that?"

Xie Mengying, hearing Chu Feng’s words, blushed and spat out, "Little devil, just make sure you don’t get hurt."

Chu Feng nodded and said, "Don’t worry. The Eastern people’s skills aren’t enough to hurt me."

The competition’s hosts soon announced the rules of the match. Professional judges were introduced, along with some media that were present.

"Old Han, check to see if the Eastern television is broadcasting it, so they can’t deny it later," Chu Feng said.

Han Chunsheng held a laptop and said, "They are broadcasting it now, but it’s uncertain whether they’ll cut the signal when Chishima Ichiro faces a quick defeat, and then smear our name. That’s their usual tactic."

Chu Feng’s mouth curved into a cold smile, "Don’t worry. I won’t give them the chance to cut the signal."

With that, Chu Feng stepped onto the platform.

As soon as Chu Feng stepped onto the platform, a barrage of camera flashes were directed at him, the Huaxia university student.

After Chu Feng ascended, Chishima Ichiro, dressed in his karate gi, also took to the stage.

From the way Chishima Ichiro walked, it was clear he was a master. His strength was obviously above Tie Mu’s, and he should be at Yellow Level.

This was indeed somewhat surprising to Chu Feng; the thought that karate could produce a Yellow Level Expert was quite astonishing.

"Huaxia people, I will make you understand that karate is the strongest kung fu in the world," Chishima Ichiro declared dominantly after taking the stage. For him, he really didn’t see Chu Feng as a threat.

Chu Feng laughed coldly and said, "I won’t be giving your TV station the chance to cut the signal either."