Chapter 265: Everyone, take it slow, don’t rush.

The moment the Four Fools of Xishan and the others heard the words "eat shit," their expressions sank instantly.

"Hmph!"

"So what if your talent is high?"

"Talent is not strength. In the hands of a Gold Student, you are vulnerable!"

"You trash, you're doomed to lose, do you know that?!"

"…"

The Four Young Masters of West Mountain retorted, spitting everywhere!

"Hahaha!"

"Since you believe I'm doomed to lose and are still taking out Spirit Stones to bet, why don't we open a betting pool?"

Su Lang laughed heartily and said, "For this betting pool, I'll bet against everyone here. I'm not greedy; the odds will be 1:1. Is there anyone who wants to bet!?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Students, who had been watching the show until they were somewhat numb, were suddenly invigorated.

The guy who used the back door to enter the special class was indeed despised.

But their wealth was universally acknowledged, and this was one of the sources of malice from the ordinary Students toward the special class Students—they were jealous!

And at this moment, a great opportunity to make money appeared before them!

In their eyes, Su Lang's betting pool had absolutely no suspense.

As long as one dared to place a bet, how could one worry about not winning?

Consequently, someone immediately spoke up excitedly!

"I'll bet against you! 300,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"I'll bet too, 200,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"Hahaha, don't be so stingy with this opportunity to pick up free money; I'll bet 500,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"…"

Bursts of laughter erupted from the crowd, and more and more people placed bets.

Seeing this scene, Su Lang laughed wildly in his heart.

There were hundreds of these people, damn it! If each person brought 100,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, he could earn tens of millions of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!

Moreover, the amounts the Students were betting were far more than that!

But just at this moment.

One of the Four Young Masters of West Mountain suddenly shouted, "Seniors, don't place bets yet. You don't even know if Little Brat Su Lang has enough Spirit Stones to pay you out!"

"Little Brat Su Lang!"

"Although we don't know your background, you're from out of town; how many Spirit Stones could you possibly have?"

"Exactly, with so many of us betting, can you afford to pay?"

The Four Young Masters of West Mountain all asked questions from a high and mighty position.

"Hehe!"

"You doubt my financial resources?"

"I dare say, when it comes to financial resources, everyone here is trash!"

Su Lang smiled disdainfully, then waved his hand, and suddenly, a dense pile of Spirit Stones appeared on the ground!

These Spirit Stones ranged from Low Grade to top grade, and their crystalline light was enough to blind everyone present!

After killing Ou Wenyuan, Su Lang had not yet deposited these Spirit Stones into the System, so he took them out from his Storage Space at this moment.

How many Spirit Stones did Ou Wenyuan have? A full tens of millions of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!

Facing so many Spirit Stones, everyone in the arena showed a look of shock.

Even the playboys like the Four Fools of Xishan displayed expressions of disbelief!

Tens of millions of Mid-Grade Spirit Stones was already a super large amount of capital.

You have to know that the Ji Family headquarters in Dongfang City only had a reserve of ten million Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!

And that was a whole Family!

And Su Lang, just one person, actually had so many Spirit Stones.

It was too incredible!

Looking at the pile of Spirit Stones in front of Su Lang, everyone's shock quickly turned into greed—in their eyes, the more they could bet, the more they could haul out from that pile of Spirit Stones!

Consequently!

"I'll add another 50,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"I'll add 100,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"I'm betting my entire net worth, 380,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"The eight of us, including the Four Young Masters of West Mountain, are betting a total of 16,000,000 Mid-Grade Spirit Stones!"

"…"

The crowd was betting feverishly, exactly like aunties grabbing freebies in a supermarket; even that Platinum Student Wan Hong was no exception.

"Oh my, everyone take it slow, don't rush."

"Line up one by one, come to me to record it and draw up a promissory note!"

Su Lang collected the Spirit Stones, took out a Jade Slip, and shouted, "That way, if I lose, I'll know how many Spirit Stones I need to pay you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone immediately surged toward Su Lang, fearing they might be a step too slow!