It was late at night. Under normal circumstances, the shops should have closed and people should have gone back to their rooms to sleep. However, Stony Plain City was especially lively tonight. The streets were filled with people. All the shops were decorated with lanterns as if they were celebrating a festival.
"Come, let's go to the teahouse."
A few young men went up to the balcony on the second floor. This kind of semi-open teahouse was most popular among young people. They originally wanted to watch the competition live, but the ticket prices were too expensive. All the shops were open overnight. There would be staff recording the competition scene with an image crystal. For places like teahouses and restaurants, there would be a special image crystal to receive and broadcast the video.
"Who do you think will win tonight? I heard that the Benevolent is not simple."
"Yeah, I also heard that he killed Warsky's younger brother."
The few of them sat down and ordered a pot of tea and some dried fruits. They chatted as they ate.
"I think he won't be able to do it. There were many newcomers who were defeated by the Benevolent, but they were all torn apart by Warsky."
Among the three, the slightly older man in a dark blue robe held a different opinion. He had watched Warsky's competition many times and had hoped that a newcomer could create a miracle and break Huang Luosheng's monopoly.
However, the result was disappointing every time. No one could escape Warsky's demonic claws. He didn't even need to draw his blade. He could tear his opponent apart with his bare hands.
"This brother is right. No one is Warsky's opponent."
At this time, another group of people entered the teahouse. There were three men and two women, a total of five people. The leader of the group agreed with this view. He also believed that Warsky would definitely win. He had watched many competitions in the past, but no miracle could happen. If miracles were so easy to happen, they wouldn't be called miracles.
"I don't think so. The Benevolent is too handsome this time."
The female cultivator in the group had stars in her eyes when she mentioned the Benevolent. In her heart, having a good face was the most important thing.
"If being handsome could win, I would have gotten a Luosheng medal long ago."
The man with her smiled helplessly. This young man was indeed not bad. His figure was well-proportioned, and his eyebrows were like swords and his eyes were like stars. However, his face was a little pale, and it was unknown if it was because of excessive indulgence. When he was in the Martial Condensation Realm, he also wanted to get a Huang Luosheng Medal for fun. In the end, after watching the competition live once, he decided to just cultivate and break through.
Now that he had reached the Master Cultivation Stage, he didn't participate in the Life-and-Death Fight of Luosheng Sect. This was because Grandmaster Realm martial artists would be participating in Lan Luosheng's competition. Could it be that the death rate would be even higher?
"Tsk, with your skills, you might be able to fight on the bed, but forget about the arena."
The female martial artist rolled her eyes at him, expressing her deep disdain. The other female cultivator sitting opposite lowered her head and did not speak. Her eyes darted around, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"I believe everyone wants to know the result of this battle between kings. Tonight, our teahouse has prepared …"
The second floor was soon filled with people. At this time, the manager of the teahouse ran out and began to swindle people. It was just that their teahouse had a video crystal to broadcast the live competition, and this broadcast was free of charge. Of course, the most important thing was that everyone could place their bets here.
When the Luosheng Sect competition announced the ratio, the teahouse could also place their bets. Whether they won or lost, the teahouse would settle the bill for the customers. In the end, the people from the Luosheng Sect would come and collect the rest of the money, leaving a commission for the teahouse.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk … You people from the South Continent really know how to do business."
As Du Feng walked along the road, he saw teahouses, restaurants, Dan Yang Building, and even bookstores and bun shops open their doors to attract customers in the middle of the night. The manager and the shop assistants greeted them enthusiastically, wishing they could empty the pockets of all the customers.
"Little brother, you really know how to talk. Your pharmacy is about to steal all of our business."
Su Mei swayed her waist and came up to Du Feng, standing shoulder to shoulder with him. She knew that the other pharmacies had been pushed out by the Premium House, and some of their bosses even lost their lives.
"Sister, everyone is looking at you."
Su Jie was too embarrassed to get too close to Du Feng. After all, they were only friends, and men and women should not touch each other. Walking on the street, it seemed that some people had already recognized Du Feng, and they began to point at him from upstairs. There were also people who were shopping or setting up stalls who secretly communicated with each other.
"Look, that person looks like Benevolent."
"Wow, he's so handsome."
At this time, it was obvious that the female martial artists had better eyesight, and they were the first to notice Benevolent walking on the street.
"Hmph, bringing a woman to a deathmatch, I think he's going to lose for sure."
"Yes, yes, I must bet on Warsky to win tonight."
Many male martial artists saw that Du Feng was accompanied by a young woman, and their attitudes were not very friendly. Being pointed at by so many people, not only Su Jie, but Xiao Qianqian was also embarrassed. She usually stayed at home and didn't go out much.
"Hello everyone, I am Benevolent's little brother."
"Remember, you must bet on Benevolent to win tonight, I guarantee you will make money."
Feng Siyuan, this kid, was thick-skinned and did not have any scruples. Not only was he not shy, he even raised his hand and greeted everyone enthusiastically. This brat's stubbornness never changes. Every three sentences he talks about is about gambling and betting. Even before the arena, he had already started to persuade people to bet on Du Feng.
"What do you know, little brat!"
"Betting on your brother will definitely lose money, what do you think we are?"
Feng Siyuan did not even have a few minutes to show off before he was scolded. Many male martial artists, especially the older uncles, were basically optimistic about the Undefeated King, Warsky. The word 'Undefeated' was a testament to his battle record, and the title 'King' was a testament to his position in Huang Luosheng's heart.
Originally, there were some people who wanted to try their luck and bet on Du Feng. Now that they saw a kid fooling around, they decided to bet on Warsky.
"The Undefeated King will fight Benevolent, the odds are one to two, start betting now."
At this time, a voice rang out in all the shops. It was the voice of the emcee from Luosheng Gate. The two contestants had not even arrived at the arena, but the emcee had already announced the odds. They were really going all out.
"I bet on the Undefeated King!"
"I also bet on the Undefeated King."
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