"You..." Xu Sanshi was speechless. Although he was also from a wealthy family, such extravagant and inhumane behavior was something only Su Yu could pull off.
Seeing Xu Sanshi's discomfiture, Su Yu didn't intend to let this bastard off the hook. "I know you have money, but you can keep going. You can put up 10,000 gold soul coins. As long as you put up more than this gold card, I'll do whatever you want. If you can't keep up, then go cool off somewhere else and don't waste my time."
"Oh, right, if you don't dare to keep up, then forget it. This grilled fish is on me. Remember to tell me if you don't have the money, and remember to come and beg me for help later."
Xu Sanshi, who had just received the grilled fish, stumbled upon hearing Su Yu's words and almost fell to the ground.
However, Xu Sanshi, true to his thick-skinned nature as a cultivator, walked straight to Jiang Nannan with the grilled fish, his face full of sycophancy as he said, "Nannan, you eat first. I'll go deal with that kid and come back to keep you company."
Jiang Nannan snorted coldly, unmoved, threw the grilled fish on the ground, turned and left, her tone icy, "Xu Sanshi, I've told you, there's no possibility between us. Please call me by my full name from now on, Jiang Nannan, thank you!"
The sycophantic Xu Sanshi finally broke down, and the awkward scene made Su Yu burst into laughter.
There's a saying that's definitely true: sycophants never have a good ending.
"Hahahaha, that's hilarious! Xu Sanshi, look at your pathetic self, hahaha..."
Enraged, Xu Sanshi clenched his fist and slammed it down on Su Yu. "You bastard, shut up!"
"Senior Brother, save me!"
Su Yu wisely shrank behind Bei Bei, a scene that left Tang Ya, Bei Bei, and Huo Yuhao utterly dumbfounded.
"You dare bully my junior brother, Xu Sanshi, you'd better give me an explanation today, or we'll meet in the Soul Arena!" Bei Bei's right hand sprouted blue scales as she grabbed Xu Sanshi's fist, speaking calmly.
"Junior brother? This bastard is your junior brother?" Xu Sanshi's eyes widened as he pointed at Su Yu.
Bei Bei nodded expressionlessly and continued, "The stall owner you're trying to rob is also my junior brother."
"So what? It's the Soul Arena, it's the Soul Arena. Even your two junior brothers don't give me and Nan Nan any face, do you think I'm afraid of you?" Xu Sanshi was quite bold; his strength was similar to Bei Bei's, so naturally he wasn't afraid.
The origins of the Shrek Academy Soul Arena can actually be traced back a long time, or rather, it's a direct copy of the rules of the Soul Arena from the Heaven Dou Empire era.
However, everything in the Soul Arena requires payment. Su Yu could easily guess whose idea it was—besides Flander, what other business genius would do this?
The Soul Arena area is a very important area in Shrek Academy, located in the northwest corner of the Martial Soul Department, near Shrek City, not far from the Soul Tool Experiment Area that Huo Yuhao had visited.
It's also a place frequently visited by many senior students. Here, various competitions can be held, with dedicated teachers acting as referees, responsible for determining the winner, protecting students, providing aid, treatment, and so on.
Of course, all of this comes at a price. Each Soul Fighting match requires at least ten gold soul coins as venue fees, yet many students still participate enthusiastically. This
is because there are no restrictions on fighting here, and there's no fear of being too forceful or dangerous, as the teachers acting as referees will carefully control the intensity.
Furthermore, winning matches in the Soul Fighting Zone earns academic credits, which can be used as bonus points in grade-level exams. After the fourth year, Soul Fighting credits are essential for advancement.
For example, to advance from fourth to fifth year, one needs at least ten victories against opponents of the same grade in the Soul Fighting Zone. Advancing from fifth to sixth year requires even more. After sixth year, Soul Fighting credits are said to be even more crucial for entering the Inner Academy.
Matches in the Soul Fighting Zone are open to all students, but a fee of one silver soul coin is required.
To Huo Yuhao's great surprise, the duel between Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi attracted the attention of many students. Those who had witnessed the excitement at the academy gate, regardless of grade, mostly chose to come and watch.
Su Yu made an excuse to leave the Soul Arena. Some things wouldn't change. He could prevent Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong from meeting, but he couldn't change the subsequent plot development.
The rest was predictable: Huo Yuhao's wallhack and aimbot helped Bei Bei beat Xu Sanshi to a pulp, eventually even extracting a Xuan Shui Pill from him.
Su Yu knew Xu Sanshi's family was wealthy, but that didn't mean Xu Sanshi would squander money recklessly. This Soul Arena incident was most likely a conspiracy between the two.
However, Su Yu overlooked one thing: sometimes one could indeed improve oneself through certain pills.
For example, Xuan Shui Pills, Soul Ascension Pills, etc. If he had the chance in the future, he could try to get some divine medicine from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, ideally refining a batch of Qiankun Creation Pills.
Back in his dormitory, he habitually pushed open the door.
He saw Wang Dong making his bed. Judging by the time, it was almost dinnertime.
"Let's go eat, are you coming?"
Looking at Wang Dong's appearance, Su Yu nodded, suddenly remembering that he seemed to have asked Huo Yuhao for a few grilled fish from Huo Yuhao's stall.
"Eat, eat! People need food, you'll get hungry if you skip a meal."
Su Yu always sat at the gold soul coin window in the cafeteria, and had even become acquainted with the staff there.
Wang Dong, now the young master of the Haotian Sect, naturally wasn't short of money, and was also a regular at the gold soul coin window.
"By the way, I'll give you an extra treat, some freshly grilled fish, have a taste."
In the original story, Huo Yuhao's fish was quite good, and since Wang Dong hadn't gone out this afternoon, he probably wouldn't know about Huo Yuhao selling fish.
Wang Dong cleanly and efficiently devoured the three grilled fish, leaving none for Su Yu. The way he ate the grilled fish was comparable to Tang Ya's, utterly lacking in decorum.
"Su Yu, do you have any more? Where did you buy them? Tell me quickly."
Seeing Wang Dong's eyes light up, Su Yu said, "I haven't learned how to grill them yet. As for where the grilled fish came from, you'll have to think back to someone in our class. You'll definitely remember that person."
"Who? Is it Huo Yuhao?" Wang Dong was a little confused, but when Su Yu said he remembered someone, he immediately thought of their class monitor.
Su Yu nodded, "Yuhao's grilling skills are indeed good. If you like to eat them in the future, I can grill them for you after I learn, although I haven't learned yet..."
"You can grill fish? What, are you trying to curry favor with me so quickly? You have good taste."
Wang Dong raised his chin arrogantly, looking at Su Yu with a "you're teachable" expression.
"Go away, take it or leave it. Nobody's begging you. If it weren't for you being my roommate, I wouldn't bother bringing you grilled fish. Besides, once I learn that skill, wouldn't it be better to grill it for myself?"
Su Yu looked at Wang Dong rudely and gave him a flick on the forehead without a word.
"Su Yu, how dare you hit me! I'll fight you!"
"Come on, wait until you catch up."
"Stop right there! When I catch you, I'll give you a good beating..."
...
And so, the two bickered their way back to the dormitory entrance.
*Thud*...
A crisp flick landed right on Su Yu, who was greeting the old man at the door.
"Ouch..."
Wang Dong never held back; one flick on the forehead and a bump appeared.
"Hello, Grandpa..."
Seeing Su Yu's expression, Wang Dong felt a little awkward and followed Su Yu's greeting to the old man at the door.
"Youth is truly wonderful..."
Watching Su Yu and Wang Dong playfully bickering, the old man smiled with satisfaction.
The second day's class was a theory lesson. Su Yu wasn't particularly interested in theory; frankly, he found it rather pointless. Theory was nothing but a bunch of empty talk.
In the face of absolute strength, being a big talker is useless.