Alan disagreed. How could a Knight like Moss handle the current situation?
He was afraid that Moss would not back down merely because of his pride, so he wanted to persuade him again.
Moss continued, "Besides, if we leave now, won't they find trouble with us in the future?"
Alan immediately understood Moss' meaning.
It was evident that Cullen, a greedy person, would not stop finding trouble with them just because they backed down now. His behavior of finding problems would probably only become more and more intense. The best way was not to admit defeat when Cullen came looking for trouble.
However, Alan still felt uncomfortable. If this continued, Moss would be at a disadvantage.
On the other side, Cullen saw that although Moss had rejected the competition, he did not run away directly. Similarly, he guessed that Moss was trying to hold on.
He sneered and spoke again, "Moss, what's wrong? Are you afraid?" Then I'll raise the stakes. As long as you can beat me, I'll give you my top-grade 1-Star Flying Sword. How about that?"
Cullen spoke with certainty. Even though everyone around knew that Cullen would not lose and that he was only making a bet to embarrass Moss, they could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
"Oh my God, Cullen is too generous! A top-tier 1-Star weapon! My dad only has a two-star weapon, and he treasures it dearly."
"If I were Moss, I would agree. Even if it's just a slight possibility, I still want such a fine weapon."
"Forget it. Moss can't possibly win. How can a Knight win against a Swordmaster?"
"What a pity. Such a good opportunity. If Moss were to change his class, even if it's a support class, he could perhaps stand a chance."
Although Cullen increased the stakes, the surrounding people were not optimistic that Moss would accept the challenge.
Cullen also felt that Moss would disagree. He had already made up his mind that he would completely humiliate him if Moss refused again. Repeatedly avoiding a fight was more shameful than admitting defeat from the get-go.
However, Cullen did not notice that Moss's eyes flashed with a glimmer when he said he wanted to increase the bet.
As expected, after Cullen's question, Moss still shook his head.
"I refuse to compete with you."
A hint of disappointment flashed in the eyes of the surrounding crowd.
Although they knew that Moss wouldn't agree to such unfair competition, they couldn't help but want to see Moss fight bravely.
After all, compared to Moss, Cullen's popularity in the school was far worse. Moss' refusal proved that he was afraid to compete with Cullen.
Winning was one thing, but bravery was another. The people present looked at Moss with disdain.
Cullen's expression became even more mocking. Just as he was about to humiliate Moss one last time, he heard Moss change his tone and say,
"Cullen, your 1-Star weapon isn't worth fighting for. If you want me to fight, you have to be more sincere."
Everyone present immediately burst into an uproar.
"A top-tier 1-Star weapon isn't worth it?"
"Why is Moss so arrogant? What exactly does he want?"
"Oh my God, is Moss going to make Cullen take out a 2-Star weapon instead?"
Moss' counterattack came so suddenly that Cullen was shocked.
His initially arrogant expression suddenly froze on his face, and then he became embarrassed.
Now it was Moss's turn to make him feel uncomfortable.
Cullen could undoubtedly afford to take out a 2-Star weapon. He was not a low-profile person in school. He often showed off, and his classmates knew that he was rich.
If he rejected Moss's request, it would give the impression that he was unwilling to part with his money.
Cullen suddenly fell into a difficult situation.
"Hmph!" Cullen sneered. How could he lose face to someone who only awakened as a Knight?
However, a 2-Star weapon was also a rather valuable item to him. He had trouble making up his mind for the sake of a bet.
After some thought, Cullen gritted his teeth. He firmly believes he has no chance of losing this competition, so he takes out a silver-white sword from his back and places it in his hand.
He said to Moss, "This is a 2-star weapon. Is it worth fighting for now?" Cullen glared at Moss fiercely.
He believed that he had forced Moss into a corner.
"This flying sword is the same as my 1-Star Flying Sword. My father prepared it for me as a Swordmaster. However, my current level is too low to use, so it's useless for me to keep it. I'll hand it over to someone to keep after I go in. Whoever has the highest score when we come out will take it away. How about that?"
Moss' eyes lit up. This was such a good opportunity!
He originally only wanted to trick Cullen, but he did not expect Cullen to take out a 2-Star weapon.
He did not covet this 2-Star weapon because he could buy weapons when he had the money. Now that he had awakened the Guardian Knight class, he did not have to worry about not having money in the future.
However, since Cullen had already made this bet, there was no need for him to refuse.
Cullen had repeatedly caused trouble for him and Alan, so it would be good for him to learn a lesson.
This time, Moss accepted it. He nodded generously and said, "Alright, since you've brought it out, I hope you won't go back on your word later
As soon as Moss agreed, the surrounding crowd immediately revealed an eager expression and began to discuss among themselves.
Cullen was also a person who cared about his face. Facing so many students watching, how could he renege on his promise?
"I will do what I said! You don't have to worry about it!"
After saying that, he turned around and left with a cold expression.
Ignoring the discussions of the surrounding people, Moss turned his head around. Alan looked at him with a worried expression.
'Sigh, what should we do now? Cullen has been forced to bet his 2-Star weapon. He will want to take revenge. When we take the test later, I'm afraid he will backstab us.' Alan's face was full of worry, as if he had never thought that he would win.
He did not blame Moss for impulsively agreeing to bet with Cullen. He believes he might be even more impulsive than Moss, should he face the same situation.
The test was not just about the competition. Injuries would still hurt, and if he failed, he does not know if it would affect his future studies.
Moss still comforted him at this time.
"It's okay, Alan. Let's enter the Mystic Realm and face whatever comes.
Alan did not know how to respond.