Medical and Martial God

Chapter 380: Chapter 380: Who Swelled You Up Like This?

An Dongye and the students watched Ye Xiu tensely. Having learned of Ba Dao’s insane actions at Xuanse in the past, they now desperately hoped Huang Quan would defeat him. Although An Dongye confidently claimed that Huang Quan was stronger than Ba Dao, she wasn’t actually sure in her heart.

”Don’t worry. For Huang Quan to kill Ba Dao will be like slaughtering a dog,” Ye Xiu said with utter certainty.

Upon hearing this, An Dongye and the students immediately felt much more reassured. For some reason, they held an unwavering, subconscious belief in Ye Xiu’s judgment, likely born from their long-standing admiration for him.

”Then I’ll take out all my money and bet on Huang Quan to win.” An Dongye had an all-or-nothing look on her face.

”Wait a second!” Ye Xiu interrupted, asking, ”What do you mean, bet on Huang Quan to win?”

”You don’t know?” An Dongye was taken aback. ”The global casinos have all opened their books. The battle between Huang Quan and Ba Dao is a feast for gamblers worldwide. I even downloaded a ’Huang Quan vs. Ba Dao’ app.”

Ye Xiu slapped his forehead. Ah, I actually neglected the money-making opportunity that is gambling.

He asked, ”What are the odds for Huang Quan and Ba Dao?”

”Most people are betting on Ba Dao to win, so the odds for Huang Quan have already risen to five-to-one. That means if I bet one hundred on Huang Quan, I’ll earn five hundred. And the odds are still rising,” An Dongye explained.

Ye Xiu was tempted. ”Send me the app. I’m putting down one billion to bet on Huang Quan winning.”

HISS!

An Dongye, Murong, and the students all gasped.

That’s Ye Xiu for you! Always going big!

This also solidified their confidence in betting on Huang Quan.

”Then I’ll bet a few hundred too.”

”My monthly living expense is only two thousand. I’ll take out half and bet on Huang Quan to win.”

”Damn it, I’ll eat steamed buns and pickles for a few days. I’m putting all my living expenses on the line.”

The students gritted their teeth, not for the money, but to support Huang Quan. Seeing his odds so low and so many people doubting his ability to defeat Ba Dao infuriated them.

”How about this? I’ll lend each of you 100,000. If you win, just pay me back the principal. If you lose, it’s on me,” Ye Xiu declared generously.

Since he knew he was guaranteed to win, he figured he might as well help these students earn some money. With money, their lives would be free of worry, and they could focus on their medical studies.

The students were thrilled, but a moment later, the fear of losing the bet set in. They were about to politely decline Ye Xiu’s kind offer when a sharp glare from An Dongye stopped them.

”My little bro’s word is his bond. Since he said he’ll lend it to you, no one is allowed to refuse, or I’ll beat you all,” An Dongye scolded, her eyes wide.

The students could only chuckle nervously.

Thus, Ye Xiu transferred 100,000 to each student. He didn’t give any to Murong and An Dongye, as those two ladies were not short of money.

Afterward, Ye Xiu sent a message to Gong Jin, instructing him to send people to major casinos around the world and place heavy bets on Huang Quan to win. Then, he started class.

Near the end of the morning session, Qing Luan arrived, wearing a baseball cap and a mask.

”What’s so urgent that you had to come here to find me?” Ye Xiu asked quietly, stepping out of the classroom and closing the door.

”I wouldn’t have disturbed you if it weren’t for something special.” Qing Luan glanced around and whispered, ”I just received news. An allied force of 300,000 from several countries, including tens of thousands of Martial Artists, is advancing toward our Western Border.”

Ye Xiu was taken aback. ”What are they trying to do?”

”The Battle Soul Blade guards the Western Border, and no one dares to cross the border. But now, ninety percent of the world thinks you’re going to die by Ba Dao’s blade. Because of that, no one is concerned about your or the Battle Soul Blade’s deterrence anymore,” Qing Luan said resentfully.

A chilling smile touched Ye Xiu’s lips. He wasn’t even dead yet, and those people were already impatient to make a move against Xuanse. They seemed utterly convinced he would die at Ba Dao’s hands.

He said, ”Ignore them for now. Once I’ve dealt with Ba Dao, I’ll go teach them a lesson.”

”Hearing you say that puts my mind at ease!” Qing Luan sighed with relief and then took her leave.

After the morning class ended, Ye Xiu prepared to go treat the Night Banquet Bounty Hunters and gather information on the Fire Seed Company.

But as soon as class was dismissed, An Dongye slung an arm over his shoulder, acting as chummy as a brother, and asked, ”Little bro, what are we eating for lunch?”

”Acting like this will make people suspect there’s something going on between us,” Ye Xiu said with a helpless laugh.

”You’ve already seen me completely naked. What’s this in comparison?” An Dongye said nonchalantly.

Following behind them, Murong was stunned. Teacher Ye has seen An Dongye without her clothes? Could it be that they...

”I don’t have classes this afternoon, so I won’t be eating here,” Ye Xiu said.

”No, you have to eat here,” An Dongye commanded.

”Why?” Ye Xiu asked, puzzled.

”Because I’m broke. You have to cover my meals until the battle between Huang Quan and Ba Dao is over,” An Dongye said, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Ye Xiu’s face darkened instantly. This girl really left herself no way out, betting everything she had on Huang Quan to win.

He asked, ”What do you want to eat?”

”Barbecue and a couple of beers.”

”Alright.”

As they spoke, they walked out of the academic building. Just then, a familiar voice rang out.

”With my sword in hand, I ask the world, who is the hero?”

Great, the Pressure King, Dong Fangbai, is here. Ye Xiu didn’t even need to guess who it was.

Hearing the voice, An Dongye’s expression changed instantly, and she took off running. She was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, she was already more than ten meters away.

”Cuihua, where are you going?” Dong Fangbai shouted, leaping down from the rooftop to chase after her.

Cuihua? So An Dongye is the junior sister Dong Fangbai was looking for, Dongfang Cuihua? That name is an absolute insult to her beauty and those long, fair legs.

”Teacher Ye, who is that man? Why did he call An Dongye ’Cuihua’?” Murong asked.

Ye Xiu narrowed his eyes and remained silent. I’ve always been curious about An Dongye’s identity, and today, a corner of the veil has finally been lifted. But Dong Fangbai is already stronger than Shen Songshan. Just how powerful must his and An Dongye’s master be? And how did Dong Fangbai know that An Dongye was at the Sacred Harmony Medical School? The power behind An Dongye and Dong Fangbai must be extraordinary.

”Teacher Ye, what’s wrong?”

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An Dongye was very fast. As an Eighth Grade Grandmaster, her speed had already surpassed that of a War God. Now that she was a Great Grandmaster, she was no slower than Shen Songshan.

However, Dong Fangbai was even faster. He caught up to her before she could even reach the school gate.

”Third Senior Brother, what are you doing here?” An Dongye said, annoyed. She was angry that he had called her Cuihua in front of Ye Xiu; it damaged her reputation as a boss.

”You snuck away, and Master is furious. He sent me to bring you back,” Dong Fangbai said with his back to her. He always liked to stand with his back to others, thinking it made him look more impressive.

”I’m not going back,” An Dongye refused flatly.

”Then try running again!” Dong Fangbai was extremely confident in his own strength.

An Dongye didn’t run. Instead, with a rare solemnity and a hint of grievance, she said, ”If you also want me to marry that jackass, then go ahead and drag me back.”

Dong Fangbai fell silent.