What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?.

Chapter 446 The victor has already won, the loser is not defeated.

As the power of the twenty strikes in the sky was exhausted in an instant, Ping Han roared and burst out of the ground, wielding a sky full of scythe shadows to fight Zhang Yu.

The deafening explosions were like thousands of thunderclaps echoing across the battlefield.

The blade energy in Ping Han's hand transformed into a sky full of emerald light, shining like a dazzling comet.

The countless palm prints unleashed by Zhang Yu carried intense golden and white energy, like a sky-ripping tornado, continuously engulfing Ping Han.

Two forces, one green and one gold, clashed fiercely on the battlefield, with hundreds or even thousands of loud explosions seemingly erupting at every moment.

Ping Han felt that with each strike he made, the power of the sword energy was twisted and shifted, eventually turning into palm strikes.

At the same time, it also contained Zhang Yu's own power. The power of the Golden Jade Disc, the Earthly Fiend Bottle, and the Earth-Suppressing Seal were all continuously transformed by Zhang Yu with the Nine Heavens Cloud Force, and pushed into countless palm prints that blasted towards Ping Han.

In the midst of this fierce battle, Ping Han felt himself being completely suppressed.

During the fierce battle, Ping Han tried to increase the special effects again and unleash the Humanitarian Torrent, but he was unable to affect Zhang Yu.

Ping Han thought to himself, "Has the eye socket been closed?"

Zhang Yu did indeed close his eye sockets. After completing the appraisal using the Treasure Appraisal Technique and analyzing and memorizing Ping Han's weaknesses, he temporarily closed his eye sockets.

At this moment, he no longer used any magical power; he relied entirely on his physical body, magical power, and inner energy to propel his attack.

Every ounce of his strength and every thought was squeezed out at this moment, as he was determined to defeat Ping Han with all his might.

Strike with your palm! Strike with your palm! Strike with your palm again!
Ping Han felt as if he were being swallowed up by a sky full of palm shadows.

Zhang Yu before them was like a tsunami that swept across the sky; no matter how many blade energies he unleashed, he would only be met with a counterattack that was tenfold stronger.

boom!
Another palm strike landed heavily on Ping Han's back, but Ping Han remained upright and continued fighting calmly.

Ping Han thought to himself, "How long can you hold out fighting with all your might?"

"Do you really think your martial arts can break through my armor?"

"How can hard-earned martial arts skills compare to expensive armor?"

But Zhang Yu's offensive continued without pause, quickly causing a series of changes in Ping Han's mind, from surprise to hesitation.

Just when Ping Han thought Zhang Yu's offensive had weakened and he thought his opponent was about to give up, a few seconds later, the opponent's offensive surged back to its peak.

Thus, Pinghan's hesitation gradually turned into confusion, and then into disbelief...

Finally, as Ping Han felt another palm strike to his leg, a crisp cracking sound came from inside his armor.

"what?!"

In the next instant, more and more crisp sounds came from the armor, and the qi surged in and began to bombard Ping Han's body.

Amidst the resounding impacts, puffs of blood mist gradually erupted from Ping Han's body.

He roared and tried to retreat, but a bloodied and mangled figure crashed right in front of him.

"Pinghan!"

Zhang Yu, radiating crimson aura, grabbed Ping Han's arm.

Zhang Yu: "If the money used for cryptocurrency trading is truly yours, why don't you dare to go all out?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Ping Han roared, his other hand whipping up a blade of energy as he slashed at Zhang Yu.

Within arm's reach, the two engaged in a fierce close-quarters battle.

Ping Han's sword energy repeatedly drew up the crimson aura emanating from Zhang Yu's body, while Zhang Yu's palm strikes repeatedly pierced through the cracks in the armor, slamming into Ping Han's body.

But the next moment, Ping Han felt his internal magical body malfunction, and the hand that had just been swirling with sword energy went limp.

"what?!"

To Ping Han's astonishment, Zhang Yu, covered in blood, grabbed his head.

"Pinghan, the economic pressure from cryptocurrency trading makes you afraid to take a gamble."

"Because that money isn't your real money at all."

With his other hand, Zhang Yu unleashed a burst of crimson energy, striking Ping Han's hands and feet repeatedly, instantly paralyzing the magical remains in his hands and legs.

Zhang Yu said calmly, "With just a tiny bit of risk, your position can be wiped out immediately."

"You don't dare to go all in, simply because you're afraid of the cryptocurrency market encountering risks, afraid of your leverage being affected by volatility, and afraid of not having enough money to close your positions..."

"So even if you fight to the very last moment, you still hold back and dare not gamble everything."

boom!
Zhang Yu grabbed Ping Han's head and flung him violently forward.

Ping Han's body stretched into a black line, and then Zhang Yu caught up and slammed him into the ground with another punch.

"Pinghan, fight back!"

"You still have the strength and the money, right? Why don't you dare to fight back?"

"Are you afraid that if you run out of your balance, you won't be able to cope with the fluctuations in Qiongjiang Coins?"

Ping Han gritted his teeth, staring intently at Zhang Yu, who had been punching him away repeatedly. He seemed to want to retaliate, but he suppressed his impulse time and time again.

With a loud bang, Zhang Yu smashed Ping Han's breastplate, grabbed his head, and coldly said, "Surrender."

"Is that what you're thinking right now?"

"Because even if they continue fighting, they still can't beat me."

"On the contrary, it will affect your cryptocurrency trading."

Ping Han stared intently at Zhang Yu in front of him, a hint of shame and anger appearing on his face as if his secret had been exposed.

At the very moment when Ping Han was completely suppressed by Zhang Yu, countless spectators wailed, and the sky above the arena was instantly filled with various colored text projections.

"No! Zhang Yu! Put Ping Han down!"

"What if your actions negatively impact the price of the coin?"

"Please, Zhang Yu, stop!"

"Useless Ping Han!" Zhang Yu, whose eyes had reopened, looked up at the sky and shouted, "Stop fucking trading cryptocurrencies! Do you think you can make money while lying down?!"

"Look at him!" Zhang Yu brandished Ping Han in his hand and shouted, "After you've fried him, will he still be a match for me?"

In an instant, the words in the sky seemed to fall silent.

But the next moment, a burst of laughter was heard.

Ping Han pointed to the price of the coin on his chest and said, "It's gone up again."

"16.91!"

"Everyone! It's gone up again!"

Zhang Yu suddenly punched Ping Han's head again, and with a loud bang, countless blood mists burst out from the helmet.

But the next moment, Ping Han chose to surrender.

"Zhang Yu, this victory is yours."

"You're right. In my eyes, you're not as important as cryptocurrency trading."

Ping Han removed his armor and helmet, looked up at the sky, pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the price of the coin on his chest, and shouted loudly, "Look everyone, the price of the coin has gone up again!"

"Don't worry too much. How could the outcome of a small competition in the Civil Engineering Department possibly affect the rise and fall of Qiongjiang Coins?"

"This is the grand strategy for the Nascent Soul stage. The more you buy now, the faster the price will rise, and the more you'll earn!"

Zhang Yu looked at Ping Han, whose nose was deformed, face was covered in blood, and eyes were swollen and bruised. He saw that the other man was covered in injuries but was excitedly speaking to the whole audience, as if he were the real winner.

At the same time, the projected text in the sky changed again, gradually unifying into large swaths of...

Buy! Buy! Buy! Prices are rising! Buy! Prices are rising! Prices are rising!
As he watched the torrent of text appear, Zhang Yu seemed to be able to see countless distorted, fanatical faces across the spiritual network.

Ping Han, standing to the side, burst into laughter and said, "Let's all buy Qiongjiang Coins! Let's all sprint forward on the path to immortality!"

Charge! Charge! Buy! Prices are rising! Buy! Charge!
Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu suddenly felt a sense of helplessness: "These guys..."

Fuki said, "Don't overthink it. The meaning of life for the poor is simply to be exploited by the rich."

"Ping Han is right about something: poor people aren't even human; at best, they're just ghosts."

"This precious coin is their tribulation. Only those who overcome this tribulation will have the chance to be reborn as humans."

"Given this kind of opportunity, there are countless people on the first floor desperately trying to get up here."

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "I just feel that I'm not going to be able to complete the task that Director Gao asked me to do."

Fu Ji said, "Director Gao can't rely on you all by himself. Besides, this is a battle between Nascent Soul cultivators, and you're just being affected by it."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu's heart stirred: "A clash between Nascent Soul cultivators? You mean... that the Qiongjiang Coin has already affected the interests of other Nascent Soul cultivators, and that a Nascent Soul cultivator will take action against the Qiongjiang Divine Lord."

Fuki said, "That's inevitable. Which university or junior college isn't under the influence of the Nascent Soul stage?"

"Being in this situation, it is already extremely difficult to gain a foothold, let alone to go against the current."

Just as Fuki was speaking, Zhang Yu looked at the message that appeared in front of him and his eyes flickered slightly.

Che Yufei: Senior, are you really going to sell it?

Shi Huaiyu: Junior, you've thrown everything away?
Su Yanyang: Brother, is there really a risk?
Fuki chuckled and said, "See, it's working after all. Eventually, someone will be affected by what you did today."

At the same time, the moment Ping Han surrendered, Ji Yuanshu and the other five teammates also chose to surrender.

They quickly joined Pinghan and left the arena, but their faces showed little disappointment at the defeat. Instead, they chatted and laughed about the rise in the price of the coin.

On the other side, when Zhang Yu led his teammates away from the field, he could sense that, apart from Xiao Qingxuan, almost everyone's face was full of struggle, hesitation, and worry, but there was little excitement about the victory.

Zhang Yu couldn't help but say to them, "If you've bought Qiongjiang coins, you should sell them quickly."

"Selling now would already be profitable, wouldn't it?"

Che Yufei nodded and said, "Okay, I'll throw it now."

Zhang Yu looked at Shi Huaiyu, who was hesitant, and said, "Senior, let's throw it away."

Shi Huaiyu said with difficulty, "But... it's still rising."

"How about...we wait a few more days?"

Zhang Yu shook his head and sighed, but he didn't intend to offer any further advice.

Just then, Xiao Qingxuan said, "Huaiyu, throw it away. Do you want to suffer huge losses like before? Do you want to use the ghost kidney again?"

Seeing Xiao Qingxuan's serious expression, Shi Huaiyu sighed, "Alright, alright, I'll throw it."

……

Meanwhile, in the air above the stadium.

Jiutianliu, from the Department of Finance, chuckled and said, "Sigh, it really is the will of the people."

"Although Zhang Yu is stronger than Ping Han, he cannot suppress the will of the people, nor can he suppress the students' determination to get rich."

Yan Qianji scoffed and said, "Popular sentiment? All I see is your financial system manipulating public opinion and stirring up public sentiment."

Jiutianliu said, "Brother Qianji, you have a deep misunderstanding about our finance department."

"If you'd like, why don't you come sit with me in the department? I'll explain it to you slowly."

"By the way, I'll help you find some funding. Your weapon crafting department isn't getting enough experimental funding lately, is it?"

Yan Qianji tilted his head and said, "Jiu Tianliu, your finance department will be facing another round of purges sooner or later."

"When you sell your possessions, remember to leave me a few pieces of your physical body and remains; I'll buy them at a high price."

Jiutianliu said with a smile, "With the economy in a slump, many factories in the weapon refining sector are losing money, right? Remember to send me a message when they go bankrupt, and I will definitely buy them at a fair price."

Their gazes collided in the spirit world, and the next moment, both of them vanished.

In the following days, Zhang Yu stopped caring about the Qiongjiang Coins and focused on studying, practicing, and participating in competitions on time, peacefully passing his university days.

　Asking for monthly ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)