840,000.
Looking at the balance, Lu Chenzhou let out a long sigh of relief. Inside the Top Martial University, if you didn't have a few hundred thousand on you, there wasn't the slightest sense of security.
There were too many places to spend money.
"It's just a pity that purchasing the high-tech Fist Blade I want is still a distant dream. Even if I get the championship prize money, I'll have to set some aside for medicine."
Whether he could win the championship in October, Lu Chenzhou was not completely confident. In the Yangtze River Delta, with a population in the billions, there was no lack of individuals who had sudden insights with Low Class root bone.
"Do what you can, leave the rest to fate."
Lu Chenzhou opened the Hidden Dragon List and took a look.
"Tian Xingjian, ranked 1350."
"I'm catching up to Old Tian."
The tail end of the genius class with eight people, Xiao He now ranked 1635.
