"Oh?" Su Miaoyu raised an eyebrow. "What kind of gamble are you proposing?"
Tang Le spoke up. "We’ll bet on the outcome of this life-and-death battle!"
"As for the wager, the odds are ten-to-one."
"Of course, the ten-to-one odds are for betting on Long Chen to win. The one-to-one payout is if Senior Sister Gu and the others win."
"After all, there’s a huge gap in strength between the two sides."
"The minimum bet is 10,000 Superior Spirit Stones!"
Long Chen had actually proposed this gamble to him back at the Deacon House. After weighing his options, Tang Le had ultimately chosen to trust him.
Upon hearing this, everyone present was dumbfounded, staring at Tang Le with wide eyes.
Has this guy gone mad? How could he dare to play for such high stakes? Even if Tang Le has a decent background, he can’t just throw away Superior Spirit Stones like this! In a situation like this, any sane person knows that Su Miaoyu’s side is guaranteed to win!
Chen Yao frowned. "Tang Le, how can you be so reckless? That’s..."
Before Chen Yao could finish, Tang Le waved his hand. "Steward Chen, I know what I’m doing."
Chen Yao couldn’t help but shake her head. "What in the world is wrong with you two?"
Su Miaoyu scoffed. She didn’t take Tang Le’s odds seriously at all; in fact, she felt he was simply gifting her Superior Spirit Stones.
Without any hesitation, she agreed. "Fine! If you’re so keen on playing, then I’ll play along to the end!"
"I’ll bet 10,000,000 Superior Spirit Stones that Junior Brother Zhang and the others will win!" she declared. "And consider those 10,000,000 Superior Spirit Stones mine!"
"Don’t speak too soon," Tang Le retorted. "In fact, I’d advise you to start preparing the 10,000,000 Superior Spirit Stones you’ll be handing over to me. What happens if you lose and can’t produce them?"
Tang Le rejoiced inwardly. The fish has taken the bait.
"With so many people watching, do you think I’d actually try to back out?" Su Miaoyu said with a look of disdain. "Besides, you’re the one who’s going to lose. You should be the one preparing the Spirit Stones."
Seeing Su Miaoyu place her bet so quickly, the others from the Earth Institute started betting as well.
"I’ll put down 100,000 Superior Spirit Stones!"
"150,000 Superior Spirit Stones!"
"440,000 Superior Spirit Stones!"
...
Without exception, all of them bet on Zhang Qianyu, Sun Bi’an, and Gu Hanyue to win.
Seeing so many people placing bets, Tang Le glanced at Long Chen on the stage. Brother Long, these stakes are enormous. Even if they sold me, I couldn’t cover this many Superior Spirit Stones. You absolutely cannot lose.
Long Chen smiled faintly.
This scene was exactly what he wanted. The more people who bet, the more he would earn.
"Junior Brother Zhang, beat him to death for me!" Su Miaoyu shouted.
"No problem!"
Zhang Qianyu gave a slight nod, then launched a punch toward Long Chen!
"Do you really think you can shake the might of the Ninth Layer of the War Ancestor Realm? Die!"
Zhang Qianyu’s eyes brimmed with savagery. In that instant, the full might of the Ninth Layer of the War Ancestor Realm erupted! Battle qi surged wildly, and the very air seemed to solidify.
Seeing this, Long Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly. He activated the Divine Demon Ancestral Dragon Formula! Then, under everyone’s gaze, he produced an elixir pill and swallowed it. The very next second, he invoked the Secret Technique of Gods and Demons—Dragon Blood Boiling!
His Battle qi instantly soared, breaking through to the Fourth Layer of the War Ancestor Realm! Simultaneously, he activated the Earth Fourth-Stage Coiling Dragon Seal.
A flash of surprise flickered in the eyes of Zhang Qianyu, who had been radiating power just a moment before. He was shocked to find his realm suddenly suppressed from the Ninth Layer of the War Ancestor Realm down to the Fifth Layer! The power in the fist he had just thrown weakened dramatically!
Before he could grasp what was happening, Long Chen unleashed one of the Long Family’s Upper-Profound Grade Martial Techniques, Furious Thunder Finger!
BANG!
Fist met finger! A dense web of lightning swept toward Zhang Qianyu.
His Cultivation Technique and Secret Techniques were unleashed to their full potential, augmented by his powerful Heavenly Body constitution! At his peak, even with a one-layer difference in their realms, Long Chen still had the power to fight!
"AAAGH—!"
Zhang Qianyu’s entire body trembled as his arm suddenly exploded! Blood splattered everywhere as he crashed heavily onto the floor, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Before he could react, Long Chen was already in front of him, planting a foot on his head.
Zhang Qianyu’s heart seized with terror. How... how is this possible?
Long Chen applied force, crushing his head with a single stomp!
Red and white matter spilled across the ground.
Even in death, Zhang Qianyu could never have imagined that he, the esteemed eighth-ranked expert on the Martial Roll, would die at the hands of a mere third-class disciple.
The entire arena fell deathly silent. Everyone stared, completely agape.