Soon after, the Palace of Death's Bronze Flame Elder calculated the odds for today's Death Duel in the Palace of Death.
"7: 1 on Yang Wen winning!"
"1: 7 on Duan Lingtian winning!"
Soon after, one of the Palace of Death's Bronze Flame Elder announced loudly. His voice resonated in the Palace of Death's ears.
In other words:
If Yang Wen was the one who survived today, they would receive one Contribution Point for every seven Contribution Points they bet on Yang Wen!
On the other hand, if Duan Lingtian was the one who survived, they would receive seven Contribution Points for every one Contribution Point they bet on Duan Lingtian!
"More than 300,000 Contribution Points have already been bet on Duan Lingtian, and the odds are still so exaggerated? Doesn't this mean more than 2.1 million Contribution Points have been bet on Senior Brother Yang Wen? "
Many Saint Land disciples were stunned when they learned about the odds from the Palace of Death's Bronze Flame Elder.
"Isn't this too much?"
"It seems like everyone thinks highly of Senior Brother Yang Wen. I'm starting to regret betting 2,000 Contribution Points on Senior Brother Yang Wen."
"Most of the elders in the Palace of Death have also bet a lot of Contribution Points on Senior Brother Yang Wen."
"That's for sure! Otherwise, we wouldn't have bet more than 2,100,000 contribution points on Senior Martial Brother Yang Wen! "
…
No matter what, most of the Saint Land's disciples who placed their bets on Yang Wen were satisfied with the current odds.
"Duan Lingtian, do you need this bow in your Death Duel with Yang Wen? If you do, I can lend you this bow temporarily. After all, I'll have to return this bow to you if you survive. If you don't survive, it won't be too late for me to take this bow back from you! "
When Duan Lingtian returned to the Death Arena to confront Yang Wen, Nie Zui, the custodian of the Palace of Death, who had already arrived in the air above the Death Arena, asked as he looked at Duan Lingtian.
Upon hearing this, most of the Holy Land disciples turned to look at Duan Lingtian.
"As expected of the number one Silver Flame Elder of Zoroastrianism … Elder Nie Zui's courage is truly admirable!"
"That's right. Now that Duan Lingtian's bow was in Elder Duan Lingtian's hands as collateral, it was considered Elder Nie Zui's personal property for the time being … Even if Duan Lingtian wanted to borrow it, he could refuse! Who would have thought that at this critical moment, before Duan Lingtian could speak, he would take the initiative to lend the bow to Duan Lingtian. "
"That bow is a Saint Weapon left behind by a Nine-clawed Divine Dragon … If Duan Lingtian uses it to fight Senior Brother Yang Wen in a Death Duel, perhaps he'll be able to last for a long time before being killed by Senior Brother Yang Wen!"
…
Most of the Saint Land disciples whispered among themselves. They felt that even if Duan Lingtian used the Sun Shooting Bow, he would not be a match for Yang Wen.
Naturally, some of the Saint Land disciples were worried as well.
All of them were worried.
If Duan Lingtian used the bow left behind by the Nine-clawed Divine Dragon, wouldn't his strength rise to another level?
At that time, wouldn't Senior Brother Yang Wen be in danger?
The moment they thought of this, they began to cause a commotion again. "Since you have the guts to pawn the bow left behind by the Nine-clawed Divine Dragon, you should have the guts not to use it! Don't forget that you've already pawned it! "
"If you're a man, don't use that bow!"
"Duan Lingtian, don't make us look down on you!"
…
For the sake of their Contribution Points, these Saint Land disciples threw caution to the wind and said whatever they could think of.
However, they soon realized …
They wasted quite a bit of their saliva, but Duan Lingtian, on the other hand, did not listen to them at all. Immediately, they were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood.
Regardless of the commotion caused by the Holy Land's disciples who had bet on Yang Wen, Yang Wen maintained a calm expression on his face. He was not affected by Nie Zui's offer to lend the bow to Duan Lingtian.
Other than Duan Lingtian himself, he knew Duan Lingtian better than anyone else present.
Because of this, he knew that Duan Lingtian was an expert in the sword and not the bow!
Perhaps, Duan Lingtian's bow was not bad. However, if he was stronger when it came to using a bow, why did he not use a bow when he fought with Hong Xu, the Great Senior Brother of the Black Turtle Sanctum, in the Four Symbols Sanctums' First Mine?
In addition, Duan Lingtian's advanced offensive god art was a sword type god art, this he also knew.
For this reason, Yang Wen was almost certain.
Even if Duan Lingtian's bow was left behind by the Nine-clawed Divine Dragon, it would not be of much help to Duan Lingtian since Duan Lingtian was not an expert in using a bow.
As it turned out, Yang Wen was right.
"Thank you for your kindness, Elder Nie Zui. However, I'm not an expert in using a bow!"
Duan Lingtian politely declined Nie Zui's kindness. At the same time, he realized Nie Zui, who was also not an expert in using a bow, would not covet the Sun Shooting Bow.
Even if Nie Zui was tempted by the Sun Shooting Bow after discovering how extraordinary it was, Nie Zui was not an expert in using a bow.
However, since Nie Zui was not skilled in using a bow, and he was the First Silver Flame Elder of the Fire Worship Sect who valued his reputation, it was impossible for him to covet a bow that he might not even need in front of so many people.
For this reason, Duan Lingtian was willing to take out the Sun Shooting Bow and pawn it in Nie Zui's hands.
If it was someone else, he might not have dared to do this.
"No wonder Duan Lingtian would pawn the treasured bow left behind by the Nine-clawed Divine Dragon. As it turns out, he's not an expert in using a bow!"
At the same time, the group of Saint Land disciples finally understood.
Many Saint Land disciples who had placed heavy bets on Yang Wen could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
However, the Sun Shooting Bow that the group of Saint Land disciples called a broken bow had now become a treasured bow. The change in their attitude toward the Sun Shooting Bow was not small at all.
All of this was, naturally, due to Nie Zui, the custodian of the Palace of Death, acknowledging the Sun Shooting Bow.
Naturally, apart from Duan Lingtian, everyone present on the scene, including Nie Zui, did not know that the seemingly broken bow in Nie Zui's hands was the Sun Shooting Bow.
From the beginning until the end, Duan Lingtian did not introduce it at all.
The reason he did not introduce it was because Duan Lingtian did not think it was necessary. In his opinion, the Sun Shooting Bow would not stay in Nie Zui's hands for long. It would return to him very soon.
In the Death Arena, Duan Lingtian and Yang Wen stood facing each other as they prepared to make their move.
Duan Lingtian was an ordinary elite disciple in the Saint Land of Zoroastrianism. He had just joined the Saint Land of Zoroastrianism not long ago and could be considered as a new disciple.
Yang Wen was a true disciple in the Saint Land of Zoroastrianism. He had been in the Saint Land of Zoroastrianism for many years and was considered a senior disciple.
These two people were going to sign a Death Pact in the Palace of Death in the Saint Land of Zoroastrianism!
"Let's begin!"
As Nie Zui, the custodian of the Palace of Death, spoke, the atmosphere in the entire place was instantly ignited. All of the Saint Land disciples' attention was focused on the Death Arena as they stared at the two people standing on it.
"It's finally going to begin!"
Most of the Saint Land disciples' hearts skipped a beat as an expression of anticipation appeared on their faces.
"Senior Brother Yang Wen, you can do it! Kill Duan Lingtian! "
"Senior Brother Yang Wen, I've bet 5,000 Contribution Points on you! Don't disappoint me!"
"Senior Brother Yang Wen, kill him! Kill him! "
…
Many of the Saint Land disciples stood up. Their eyes were bloodshot as they continued to shout. It was as though Duan Lingtian was the murderer of their fathers.
These Saint Land disciples were the ones who had bet heavily on Yang Wen.
If Yang Wen killed Duan Lingtian, it would mean that they would be able to reap a lot of Contribution Points today. For this reason, they were more concerned about the outcome of this battle than anyone else.
"Junior Brother Ling Tian …"
Sun De who was sitting in the corner of the spectator seat sighed as he retracted his gaze. He could not bear to watch the next scene.
In his opinion, it was impossible for Duan Lingtian to be a match for Yang Wen.
"Senior Brother Ling Tian, you can do it!"
Guan Xiu stared at Duan Lingtian as he waved his fist and cheered for Duan Lingtian.
Unfortunately, even though his voice wasn't there, it was completely drowned out by the endless voices cheering for Yang Wen. He seemed to be isolated and helpless.
"Brother Mu, apart from himself, nobody thinks highly of him. Why do you think so highly of him? You even asked me to bet my Contribution Points on him? "
There were only two people sitting in the spectator seats with an excellent view. One of them asked the other.
The person who asked the question was none other than the true disciple, Liu Yun. He was also ranked 27th on the True Ranking of Zoroastrianism.
The person he asked was Liu Mu who had just arrived at the Saint Land from the White Tiger Sanctum.
"I believe in him!"
Liu Mu's answer was simple and straightforward when faced with Liu Yun's question. Liu Yun was rendered speechless for a moment. He felt Liu Mu was a little too blind.
At this moment, Liu Yun even regretted listening to Liu Mu and betting all his 100,000 Contribution Points on Duan Lingtian.
"Duan Lingtian, I didn't expect you to sign a Death Duel Pact with me. I really admire your courage! I really have to thank you for giving me a chance to avenge my brother! "
Yang Wen said as he looked at Duan Lingtian coldly when Nie Zui, the custodian of the Palace of Death, announced the start of the duel.
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful energy surged out of his body.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
…
The energy from Yang Wen's body surged out, causing the surrounding space to ripple and set off a gust of wind. It was as though heaven and earth would change color!
The energy that surged out of Yang Wen's body was not the Saint Energy. It was the Saint Origin of a Saint Celestial Stage powerhouse.
The Saint Celestial Stage was divided into nine forms.
The First Form of the Saint Celestial Stage was the Saint Origin Form!
When one's cultivation base had broken through to the First Form of the Saint Celestial Stage, it meant the Saint Energy in one's body had transformed into the more powerful Saint Origin.
Compared to the Saint Energy …
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