Chapter two thousand and forty-seven rich and oily
Wang Qipeng admitted defeat.
Although he wanted to be tougher, the knife was placed on his neck and he was not allowed to give in. At this moment, Wang Qipeng was like a hostage. Wang Yizhen held the knife against his neck and did not dare to move.
"Um..." Wang Qipeng said nervously: "I have already given up. Can we put down the knife and talk?"
Wang Yizhen said with a half-smile: "No, I finally caught you. What if you run away again?"
"..." Wang Qipeng was immediately dumbfounded.
"It's okay to let you go. If you take out your credits, I'll let you go immediately. How about that?" Wang Yizhen said calmly.
Hearing this, Wang Qipeng's face didn't look good. He finally got a large amount of income, but now he had to give it to others, which made him feel strongly unwilling.
But form is stronger than people, and Wang Qipeng didn't dare to act rashly now, so he negotiated conditions with us: "As long as you let me go, I can give you half of the points."
"Half of the score?" After hearing Wang Qipeng's words, I said in a slightly amused tone: "You are begging for flower seeds. Why didn't you say what you meant by giving us a pack of flower seeds? How embarrassed are you to say it?"
"This is the maximum condition I can accept. If you still want to talk loudly, then even if I am out with points, you will never get any credits!" Wang Qipeng said angrily.
"Oh, you actually negotiated terms with us, you're really good." Wang Yizhen laughed, then looked at me and asked: "Fourth, this kid is threatening us, what do you think?"
I walked over and saw Wang Qipeng looking like he would rather die than surrender, so I sneered: "I don't lack your hundreds of credits. If you say so, then why not give it to you?"
"What?"
Wang Qipeng was confused all of a sudden. According to the normal development, his attitude was already so tough. For the sake of credits, shouldn't the other party take a step back with him?
This opening method seems a bit wrong, right?
"The two of us want to go together. I don't want to tolerate his problems, so I'd better send him home directly."
Wang Yizhen nodded, and then said with a smile: "But before that, I am also curious, what level of danger is considered life-threatening by the school?"
"Does cutting off the offspring count?" I suggested.
Hearing this, Wang Yizhen shook his head and said with a smile: "This should not be fatal to cultivators, but... as the saying goes, practice makes true knowledge, maybe we can give it a try."
Hearing this, Wang Qipeng was sweating like rain.
Isn't this too inhumane?
However, Wang Qipeng looked at Wang Yizhen and I who were eager to try. He had no doubt that we would really do such a thing. At that moment, his calves began to tremble.
Although he can voluntarily withdraw from the exam at any time, the problem is that he does not have the determination and courage, otherwise he would have withdrawn long ago.
Just when Wang Qipeng was panicking, I held the Yang Yan Sword in my hand, went up and struck Wang Qipeng's lifeline with a single blow. The movement was clean and neat, without any sloppiness.
"Show mercy!!!"
At the critical moment, Wang Qipeng finally collapsed and shouted at the top of his lungs. As he spoke, the ghostly dagger that was about to fall stopped.
Many years later, when Wang Qipeng recalled this incident, his tone was always full of regret.
"At that time, the sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from me, but in one second, the male owner of the sword would let me go because I was scared. But now that I think about it, I will admit it in front of the Human Emperor.
Being cowardly is not a shameful thing..."
Yes, Wang Qipeng was indeed timid and handed in his scores honestly.
He was not the only one who suffered. Among the students in Class 55, except for the four students who took the initiative to admit defeat and I promised not to give up their credits, the other students also turned in their credits like Wang Qipeng and kept only a few.
Basic credits are required to ensure that they will not be eliminated. This has also caused Class 55 to completely become a poor class, which is quite miserable.
The reason why Class 55 was so miserable was simply because Wang Qipeng, the quasi-class monitor, was too greedy, otherwise such a thing would not have happened at all. So it is conceivable that after this incident, even if Wang Qipeng did not let his classmates scold him
His head is covered in blood, and his prestige will probably drop significantly.
But who can blame him? He can only blame himself.
Compared with Wang Qipeng and others who have become paupers, Wang Yizhen and I are extremely rich, because the result of this victory is not only the 374 points given by Zhang Yuchen to Wang Qipeng, but also the 216 points from Wang Qipeng's class, which means a total of
590 points.
Wang Yizhen and I split the score equally, each with 295 points.
And I already have 423 credits. Counting these 295 points, it means that I already have more than 700 credits in my hand at this moment. This is a quite terrifying value!