News of Huey's challenge to Arthur quickly spread throughout the academy.
This is not just a competition between two people, but also a competition between the strength of the magic department and the warrior department of the college. Every competition between magicians and warriors attracts the attention of students and even professors on both sides.
As the two most powerful among the four weirdos in this freshmen class, the battle between the two is basically a battle between the kings of weirdos.
Although the King of Weirds is a title privately given by the students, it is also recognized as the strongest among the freshmen of this class. Every King of Weirds who comes out of the academy is the target of the kingdom's rich and nobles.
On the third day of the competition in the magic department, Arthur became the focus of everyone's attention as soon as he appeared. Almost everyone who looked at him was eager.
No matter whether they had a good impression of Arthur before, Arthur represents the magic department. Once Arthur wins the competition with Huey, all the magic department students will feel that they are head and shoulders above the martial arts students.
Moral came directly to Arthur's side, "Boss, did you go there deliberately to provoke yesterday? You must take me with you next time you go. If there is a fight, I can still help you."
Arthur gave Moral a straight look as a reply. Moral, who had won two games in the competition, had already begun to swell.
Moral did not have this awareness, and continued with a stern look on his face: "Boss, you know, this incident is so sensational. I heard that it has alarmed the vice presidents on both sides, Harry and Morey."
Arthur was a little surprised. He always thought that his fight with Huey was just a child's play in the eyes of the college's senior officials, and would at most attract the interference of Professor Ogu.
"What's old Harry's attitude?" Arthur couldn't help but asked curiously.
"I heard that the two vice-deans have acquiesced in your contest with Huey, and they even made a bet. It is said that the bet is not small."
Arthur looked in disbelief, "Who are you listening to? How could the bet between the two vice-deans reach the ears of a student like you?"
"Forget it if you don't believe me. Anyway, I have a reliable source of information. Not only the vice-dean is betting, but there are also people in the college betting on who will win in the end between you and Huey. I heard that many professors are participating."
Arthur suddenly became interested. Arthur, who used to hang out with Tony and the others, was no stranger to these things. "Who has a bigger hand?"
"Boss, you pay one point and a half to one, Huey pays one to one."
Arthur said thoughtfully: "So they still think Huey has a better chance of winning?"
Moral thought that Arthur was concerned and quickly tried to persuade him: "The main reason is that there are many martial arts students, and there are many people who beat Huey to win, so the bookmaker deliberately lowered Huey's odds, but we all support you to win."
Arthur lowered his head and said nothing.
"Boss, you must defeat that orc, I bet 100 gold coins on you to win!"
Arthur rolled his eyes twice, hooked his finger at Moral, and asked him to get closer to him. He lowered his voice and said, "You bet 1,000 gold coins for me, Huey wins!"
"Ah!" Moral opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a moment. It took him a while to realize, "Are you kidding me?"
"Do you think I'm joking?"
"Boss, you have to think it through clearly? That is the kind of weird things, and it will bring shame to all the students in our magic department!" Moral blushed anxiously.
"Can the King of Weirds be eaten?" Arthur has never taken these titles to heart. His life as a young mercenary has left a deep imprint on his thinking, "False fame is never as important as gold coins!"
"You can also bet 1,000 gold coins on Huey to win, but you must spread your bets and don't let the dealer be surprised or defeated."
"No. 2, 3..." Austin was already counting down on the stage.
"Remember what I said, Huey wins." Arthur told him again before hurriedly jumping onto the stage.
As soon as he raised his head, Arthur was stunned. That fool, Joan, was looking at him with a smile.
Following Gloria and Huey, two other strange flowers also met in advance.
Both of them smiled and looked at each other, and even after the great magician Austin announced the start, the two of them had no intention of taking action.
"Let's discuss it. You don't need the Fire Dragon Scroll. How about we have a fight with our real skills?"
"I'm not a fool, so why should I give up what I'm good at?"
Arthur gave Joan a hard look and cursed in his mind: "What you are good at is smashing gold coins!"
"In that case, don't use the Fire Dragon Technique to defeat him. Just give me the money from the magic scroll, and I'll admit defeat and let you win."
"How much do you want?"
"You know my abilities and magic equipment well. If we really have to fight, you may not be able to win with six fire dragon spells, right? Between brothers, I think you are cheaper. I will give up 3,000 gold coins to you in this game!"
Joan thought about it seriously and said, "Deal."
"Let's do it."
Joan really didn't use the magic scroll this time, but slowly through a "fireball". Three fireballs shot towards Arthur in the shape of "pin".
"Oh, that's awesome!" Arthur turned around and ran away, jumping directly off the arena.
As the examiner, Austin's great magician's nose, was so angry that the two of them openly discussed the price and cheated in front of them. "If you two little bastards fall into my hands, let's see how I deal with you!"
The duel between the two weirdos ended like a child's play, which greatly disappointed the students below, who were waiting to see an exciting showdown like yesterday's weird battle.
"Boss, you have no bottom line now, right?" Moral came over as soon as Arthur came off the field.
Arthur smiled bitterly, "I really can't win this time. That fool keeps hitting the Fire Dragon Technique, and I can't get close to him. I might as well just fool him into giving him 3,000 gold coins. Even if I win the prize in the end, it won't be this amount!"
"Boss, I'm really convinced by you now!" Moral extended his thumb to Arthur.
Inside the college library.
As soon as the magic circle flashed, old Harry appeared in front of Charlene's table. He directly picked up the fragrant teacup on the table and poured it all into his mouth.
"It clears the mind, combs the meridians, and enhances perception. You bi tea is really a good thing!" Old Harry still closed his eyes and licked his lips after thinking about it.
"I heard that you made a bet with Vice President Morey?" Charlene raised her head and asked.
"Oh, you little girl, why don't you act according to the routine? I praised the tea, shouldn't you say, give me some?"
Charlene chuckled and said, "But I don't have any extra. Maybe I won't even be able to drink in the future. That place is getting more and more unstable."
"What a pity for such a good thing!" Old Harry smacked his lips and shook his head, but did not continue to answer Charlene's words, "You also know about the bet?"
"Isn't this the news that you deliberately let out? I'm really curious about what exactly you bet with him, and do you need to make it known to everyone?"
"If his high-grade earth-level skill 'Fire and Heavenly Thunder' doesn't spread wider, I'm worried that he won't admit defeat." Old Harry said proudly.
"Is he willing to use his housekeeping skills?" Charlene's tone was full of surprise.
"No matter how powerful the skill is, it will be dead, and he still wants to take it to the coffin? Not to mention that the things I put out to gamble are worthy of him."
"You really worked hard for that child."
Old Harry let out a long sigh, "That bastard Cairns has been gone for several years without even a message. He left but sent the child here to me. Don't I understand what he meant? "
Charlene pondered for a while, then slowly said: "There is something I haven't had time to tell you yet. I want Arthur to help me do it."
As soon as Charlene opened her mouth, old Harry's eyebrows rose, "No, I don't agree. There's no going back for that thing you did!"