Mao Zhuangming had a trump card and felt that he did not need the Evil Dragon Claw to deal with Du Feng. Du Feng also had a trump card and felt that he did not need a high-level combat skill like the Buddha Light Palm to deal with Mao Zhuangming. After all, this was the third Emperor-ranked combat skill on the first floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion. For martial artists outside of the Seven Basaltic Mansions, it was an unattainable existence.
In fact, Du Feng's method of practicing the Buddha Light Palm when he was about to go on stage was a last-minute effort. However, coincidentally, he used the Sanskrit golden light on the Soul Suppressing Monument to improve the Buddha Light Palm by one level. It seemed like a simple level, but it doubled the power of his palm technique. It also had a dazzling golden light and a soul-suppressing effect.
Of course, all of this came at a price. Because he repeatedly stimulated the Soul Suppressing Monument to release the golden light, the Sanskrit characters became much dimmer. It would probably take a long time to recuperate if he wanted to restore it to its previous brilliance. There was no such thing as a free lunch in the world. It was impossible to use the Soul Suppressing Monument to practice the Buddha Light Palm to the tenth level in one go.
"Let's go!"
It was getting late, and the competition would start in a while. At this time, Mao Zhuangming was already in the arena, and Du Feng had just set off from home with his friends.
"This Du Feng is late again."
The last time Du Feng appeared at the last minute, the organizers were scared out of their wits. They thought he had chickened out at the last minute. If that was the case, they would have to refund the audience's money. The audience was also very nervous, thinking that their bets were wasted. Fortunately, he finally arrived on time and defeated Helian Akagi.
This time, the competition was about to start. Mao Zhuangming stood in the arena, but Du Feng still had not arrived. The organizers had already gotten used to it, and some of the audience had also gotten used to it. They knew that he liked to appear at the end. However, some audience members who saw Du Feng for the first time were still not used to it. They clamored to refund their tickets and money.
"There's such a good thing. I bet that Mao Zhuangming will win."
"That's right, I also bet on Mao Zhuang Mingsheng."
There were always people who thought that a pie would fall from the sky. Since Mao Zhuangming was already in the arena and Du Feng was not there, then after the match time, Mao Zhuangming would automatically be declared the winner. It was already ridiculous for a player ranked 997th to challenge a player in the top 500. Therefore, the odds on the spot were 1 to 2.5.
Du Feng had yet to show up, which made everyone even more certain that Mao Zhuangming would definitely win. Even Mao Zhuangming himself felt that Du Feng would not dare to come. The only pity was that if they couldn't kill Du Feng, the Nangong Family would take back the evil dragon's claw. What they wanted was not to win the competition, but to kill their enemy, Du Feng. Because Nangong Yan's death was most likely caused by Du Feng.
However, with Star-Moon City's City Lord and the Mansion Master of the Seven Basaltic Mansions present, the Nangong Family could not kill Du Feng inside the city. Fortunately, this brat did not know what was good for him and dared to challenge the Earth List. It should be known that killing someone in the arena was reasonable and legal. No one could do anything about it.
"I bet 100,000 Purple Crystals on Mao Zhuangming's victory!"
This Jin Yuanwai from another city was really generous. He bet 100,000 Purple Crystals, which was equivalent to ten million blue crystals. When Du Feng first entered the Seven Basaltic Mansions, he did not even have five million blue crystals on him. In order to bet on Happy, Jin Yuanwai had actually bet ten million blue crystals.
"Jin Yuanwai is really rich."
"I know, right? I heard that he has thirty concubines and that he takes care of them with high-grade medicinal pills every day."
Seeing the chubby Jin Yuanwai make his move, everyone started discussing. They said that this person was a weirdo who kept thirty concubines. If this were the secular world, it would be fine if he had the money to keep thirty concubines. However, this was the world of martialists. Normally, one needed to cultivate.
These thirty concubines were well taken care of. They were different from the women who were used as cultivation vessels. Everyone needed to take medicinal pills, which added up to a considerable amount of expenses. He actually used medicinal pills to raise the thirty concubines to the Void Sea Realm.
Many martialists worked hard for a little bit of resources. They lived for a hundred or two hundred years and still managed to reach the Void Sea Realm. These women could be fed with high-grade medicinal pills at a young age just because they were beautiful. They forcefully ate their way to the Void Sea Realm. It was really infuriating to compare oneself with others.
Jin Yuanwai's motive for giving the concubines high-grade medicinal pills was simple. It was to let them maintain their beauty so that he would be happy to see them every day.
"Since Jin Yuanwai has made his move, I bet 110,000 Purple Crystals on Mao Zhuangming's victory."
This generous person was the opposite of Jin Yuanwai. Not only was he not fat, but he was also very thin. He had a goatee on his chin, which he liked to stroke with his right hand. This person's surname was Mu, and his name was Mu Chunlai. He was Mu Nianzhi's father.
Mu Chunlai already knew about Mu Nianzhi and his brother. He hated Du Feng to death, but he couldn't go to the Seven Basaltic Mansions to take revenge. Finally, when Du Feng came to participate in the Earth Board Challenge Competition, he had to see how he died with his own eyes.
Actually, Mu Chunlai had also come into contact with Mao Zhuangming, but the other party didn't put him in his eyes at all. Your tiny Mu Family wants to command me, a contestant in the top 500 of the Earth Board? There's no way. He had already accepted the benefits of the Nangong Family, so how could he care about Mu Chunlai?
Mu Chunlai was quite sad after being rejected, but when he heard that Mao Zhuangming had accepted the Nangong Family's invitation, he immediately became happy again. Since the people of the Nangong Family wanted to kill Du Feng, they must have prepared a foolproof plan. If his guess was correct, they would give Mao Zhuangming one or two great killing weapons, the kind that would make him invincible in the Heaven Seizing Realm.
Jin Yuanwai had probably received the news as well, which was why he was so generous. Since he was certain to win, he would make a profit no matter how much he bet, so why not bet more? Mu Chunlai was not as rich as Jin Yuanwai, but in order to vent his anger for his son, he went all out and took out all of his 110,000 purple crystal cards to bet on Mao Zhuangming's victory.
"Tsk tsk tsk … Brother Du, we're going to be rich."
Pi Weiwei walked into the arena, just in time to see Jin Yuanwai and Mu Chunlai making their moves. Just the two of them added up to a total of 210,000 purple crystals, which was equivalent to 21 million blue crystals. The amount of bets tonight was really big.
"I bet on myself winning, two thousand black crystals."
What a guy, Jin Yuanwai and Mu Chunlai's bets were already big enough, but he never thought that there would be someone who would bet even bigger than them. This person was the participant, Mao Zhuangming. He really knew how to act cool, to actually bet with black crystals. Two thousand black crystals, that was two hundred thousand purple crystals, twice as much as Jin Yuanwai's bet.
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