Lu Changsheng rose and walked toward the battlefield.
Wang Cheng had been waiting for him.
"Brother Lu, Hong Shan has already accepted the challenge."
"In just a few hours, the duel will begin. Are you planning to place a bet?"
Clearly, Wang Cheng knew Lu Changsheng very well.
Lu Changsheng asked, "How much Spirit Stone has been wagered so far?"
At the mention of the bet, Wang Cheng grew very excited. He leaned forward and spoke in a hushed tone, "You might not believe me when I say this, but the current total wager is already 1.3 million Spirit Stones."
Lu Changsheng was slightly surprised.
He had done his research. In the past, the largest bet ever placed during a battle challenging Hong Shan totaled 930,000 Spirit Stones.
Yet now, with a few hours left before the fight, the betting pool had already surpassed a million Spirit Stones.
This was highly unusual!
Wang Cheng smiled faintly and said, "Brother Lu, there are a few reasons for this."
"For one, Hong Shan recently announced that this will be his final challenge. After this fight, he plans to withdraw from the battlefield."
"Upon hearing this news, people flocked here in droves. After all, this is Hong Shan’s last battle on the battlefield. He’s been hailed as the strongest King of the Fighting Arena in the past century, so people are eager to witness his final stand."
"And then there’s you, Brother Lu. You might not fully realize just how popular you are. Within the battlefield, your reputation is immense. All of your ten previous battles turned into widespread legends. Each time, you effortlessly crushed your opponent, fueling your rising fame."
"For this duel, your odds of winning are 1:1. Hong Shan’s odds are slightly higher, but even with those odds, the betting situation is still impressive."
Wang Cheng spoke at length.
During this period, his fortunes had turned dramatically.
Previously, he was just an insignificant figure in the battlefield.
But meeting Lu Changsheng changed everything, even elevating Wang Cheng’s own status significantly.
Lu Changsheng immediately said, "Place all my 64,860 Spirit Stones!"
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet
With one bet, Lu Changsheng could secure an enormous fortune!
Of course, victory was a must.
If he lost, everything would be for naught, and all of it would slip away from his grasp.
Time ticked away, and the battlefield gradually grew more crowded.
Nearly everyone had come for this "King of the Fighting Arena" showdown.
"After more than a year, someone has finally achieved enough consecutive victories to challenge Hong Shan, the King of the Fighting Arena."
"Indeed, ten consecutive wins, and I hear he handled them with ease and composure. Truly a formidable challenger!"
"Formidable? Hahaha! In front of Hong Shan, who even qualifies as a true rival? Besides, I’ve looked into it—Lu Changsheng’s mastery of Laws amounts to only eight, which is one fewer than Hong Shan’s."
"Eight versus nine, the difference isn’t that significant. Hong Shan originally had ten Law Seeds, but he couldn’t comprehend Space Law, leaving him with nine Laws. Still, he has cultivated all nine Laws to the pinnacle level."
"Hong Shan is undoubtedly terrifying, but Lu Changsheng isn’t without a chance. For some reason, I have a feeling this Lu Changsheng is extraordinary..."
For a while, the crowd was abuzz with lively discussion, their excitement palpable.
After all, eight Laws versus nine Laws.
On the surface, the matchup seemed evenly matched, with little disparity.
Hong Shan’s overwhelming fame and prominence were undeniable.
But Lu Changsheng wasn’t lacking either, with ten consecutive victories achieved in elegant and dominant fashion, as if no one could halt his momentum.
This duel seemed evenly balanced at face value, which was precisely why it held such allure.
Without direct confrontation, no one could predict who was truly stronger.
At last, only one hour remained.
Wang Cheng returned, his face brimming with excitement.
"Brother Lu, do you know the total amount of Spirit Stones wagered this time? Can you even imagine?"
Lu Changsheng inquired.
"Two million! More than two million! It’s simply unbelievable..."
Wang Cheng’s eyes widened with disbelief.
Such a figure had practically reached the highest stakes ever seen for a Dao Foundation-level duel in the battlefield.
"Over two million Spirit Stones..."
Lu Changsheng calculated roughly.
If he won, his Spirit Stone earnings would likely exceed 300,000!
The exact figure would be even higher.
This was truly an astonishing number.
Enough to be called an overnight fortune!
If he won, Lu Changsheng could exchange the Spirit Stones for over thirty drops of Heavenly Spirit Water.
With that much Heavenly Spirit Water, his Dao Fruit might finally transform into Divine Power.
By then, he would likely advance to the Divine Power Realm!
"Brother Lu, you must stay calm at this moment."
"As for Hong Shan..."
Wang Cheng now appeared more level-headed, even attempting to help Lu Changsheng maintain composure.
However, Lu Changsheng remained entirely unfazed.
His mind was steady and unperturbed.
At last, an hour passed.
The King of the Fighting Arena showdown was about to begin!
Lu Changsheng opened his eyes.
After a full hour of resting with his eyes closed, he seemed completely prepared and in peak condition!
Thus, Lu Changsheng stepped forward, slowly ascending the arena stage.
At the same time, from the opposite direction of the stage, a figure clad in black robes began walking forward.
The reigning King of the Fighting Arena for countless cycles!
Hong Shan’s aura was sharp and cold.