"Oh ho, you're really going all out, aren't you?"
The fat cultivator rolled up his sleeves and pinched his fat waist with one hand while pointing at Xiong Meng with the other. "Do you dare fight me in the arena?"
"That's exactly what I was thinking!" Xiong Meng raised his head.
"Don't be rash."
Miss Jing suddenly pulled Xiong Meng's arm and reminded him through voice transmission, "He's not as simple as he looks."
The fat cultivator's cultivation wasn't high. He looked like he was only at the peak of mid-Heavenly God, but the two maids behind him were late-Heavenly Gods. Xiong Meng was a late-Heavenly God, so he naturally wouldn't fear a one-on-one battle with the fat cultivator.
Xiong Meng wanted to fight so he could teach the fat cultivator a lesson in the arena.
Xiao Lingyu also found it very strange. The fat cultivator's cultivation was low, so he shouldn't have taken the initiative to invite Xiong Meng to a duel. Moreover, Xiong Meng had clearly made the first move. According to the city's rules, the fat cultivator could've had his two maids attack Xiong Meng, but he didn't choose to do so.
The fat cultivator swaggered as he walked and even had two late-Heavenly God maids with him. He was clearly someone with a background. Even if he caused trouble in the city, he wouldn't necessarily be punished severely by the city lord's estate. Why would he want to duel someone whose cultivation was higher than his under such circumstances?
Xiao Lingyu immediately thought of a possibility. The fat cultivator thought he could easily defeat Xiong Meng!
However, Xiao Lingyu felt that this was too inconceivable. The fat cultivator looked like a mediocre and incompetent person at first glance. Moreover, he was greedy and lecherous. He didn't look like a hidden expert at all. How could he have the ability to challenge someone of a higher cultivation level?
Xiong Meng probably had the same idea as Xiao Lingyu, so he accepted the fat cultivator's invitation without hesitation. He didn't care too much about Miss Jing's reminder.
The dueling arena of Duhu City was right in front of the city lord's estate. Although it was called a dueling arena, it was more like a high platform with a width of three hundred meters.
There was a rather large plaza in front of the city lord's estate. The dueling arena was right in the center of the plaza.
Usually, there would be a lot of people in this square. If there was a duel, the entire square would be packed.
Even in the Immortal Realm, there were many bored cultivators who liked to watch a show. This was especially true for this kind of exciting show that did not have the slightest risk.
This kind of duel that both sides were willing to have, the city guards would also come to watch. They surrounded the duel arena with solemn expressions, not allowing a third party to intervene.
Although it was a duel, it was only to determine the winner and loser, and it did not necessarily have to be a life and death struggle. However, the duel arena was indeed the only place in the city where killing was permitted. In most cases, those who came to participate in the duel would most likely lose their lives as long as they lost.
"It was supposed to be a commission. How did it turn into a duel?" Xiao Lingyu smiled bitterly as she looked at Xiong Meng, who had already entered the arena.
"That fatty must have done it on purpose. He touched my chin just now to divert everyone's attention," Miss Jing analyzed calmly.
"That fatty is really hateful. I hope boss can beat him up," Zhang Hai said angrily.
Xiong Meng, who was on the stage, had also calmed down a little. However, he had already entered the duel arena. It was impossible for him to leave the stage now. After muttering to himself for a moment, he said to the fat cultivator with a smile, "We can't fight for nothing. If you lose, I don't want your life. I only have two conditions. First, pay us the commission of a hundred thousand high grade divine stones. Second, apologize to us."
The fat cultivator waved his hand and said, "You're wrong. When did I owe you a commission? You didn't complete the mission and used fake goods to deceive me. You still have the nerve to ask for a commission? I also don't want to take your life in the duel. Let's bet a hundred thousand high grade divine stones. The loser has to give the winner a hundred thousand high grade divine stones. "
Xiong Meng hesitated for a moment, but still nodded in agreement. He still felt that he could win.
"A hundred thousand high grade divine stones? Where do we get so many divine stones? "Ma Chun said in surprise.
"Shut up, boss won't lose to this damn fatty!" Zhang Hai said confidently.
"Sigh!" Miss Jing sighed at this moment.
The calculations on the stage had already been completed. After the two sides bowed to each other, Xiong Meng took up his stance and raised his aura.
However, the fat cultivator was still standing there with a smile on his face. He didn't move at all, and the aura around his body didn't start to surge either.
"Beat him up!"
"Beat him up!"
"Let's bet, let's bet. The more you buy, the more you lose, this opportunity cannot be missed!"
"I bet on that brawny man to win, a thousand high grade divine stones!"
"I bet on the fatty to win, five hundred high grade divine stones!"
The crowd below the stage was also jubilant, and there were even gamblers who started the betting.
Xiao Lingyu looked at Miss Jing's knitted brows, then looked at the fat cultivator's two attendants, Goddess Ding Qi Xian. He walked towards the gambling house and said, "I bet on that fatty to win, fifty thousand high grade divine stones!"
Although fifty thousand high grade divine stones wasn't a small amount, the dealer should be rich and didn't back down from Xiao Lingyu's bet.
"Senior Xiao, how can you bet on that damn fatty to win?" Zhang Hai asked.
"Hehe, just in case." Xiao Lingyu replied with a smile.
"What do you mean?" Zhang Hai was puzzled.
"The duel has begun. Let's watch the duel first." Xiao Lingyu pointed at the stage and said.
Miss Jing looked at Xiao Lingyu meaningfully, but didn't say anything. She knew what Xiao Lingyu meant by just in case.
Xiao Lingyu bet fifty thousand high grade divine stones. If Xiong Meng won, even if Xiao Lingyu lost the fifty thousand high grade divine stones, Xiong Meng would win a hundred thousand high grade divine stones. However, if Xiong Meng lost, Xiao Lingyu would win fifty thousand high grade divine stones. Together with the fifty thousand high grade divine stones, he could use it to fulfill the bet.
Xiao Lingyu loathed people like the fat cultivator, but Xiong Meng and the others had left a good impression on Xiao Lingyu. He didn't mind helping Xiong Meng and the others. As for the divine stones, they were just a number to him. It wouldn't be difficult for him to earn them now.
On the stage, the first to attack was Xiong Meng, because the fat cultivator was standing there and laughing.
Although Xiong Meng looked like a strong man, his speed wasn't slow. After he shouted, he stomped on the ground and his body instantly appeared in front of the fat cultivator. The divine saber in his hand fiercely chopped towards the fat cultivator's head.
The fat cultivator still had a smile on his face even as the large saber approached. But to everyone's surprise, just as the divine saber was about to land on the fat cultivator's head, it suddenly changed direction and slashed down on the fat cultivator's left shoulder.
What made everyone even more surprised was that Xiong Meng, who was the one who attacked fiercely, was actually sent flying when the divine saber fell.
No one saw it clearly, but Xiao Lingyu saw it clearly.
The reason why Xiong Meng's Divine Sabre had deviated was because the fat cultivator had quickly slapped the Divine Sabre with his palm. However, the speed of that palm was simply too fast. If one wasn't a Divine Monarch expert, they wouldn't be able to see it clearly.
The reason Xiong Meng's body was sent flying was because the fat cultivator kicked Xiong Meng's lower abdomen when he attacked the divine saber.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the fat cultivator didn't move at all, so many of the spectators were very surprised.
"No way, this is too fake right?"
"Is he purposely throwing the match to cheat our divine stones?"
The cultivators who bet on Xiong Meng's victory were unwilling, and they all shouted that this was a fake match.
Xiong Meng was a Late Heavenly God expert after all, so after being kicked, his body flew back a few meters before stabilizing again.
Although the fat cultivator's movements were very fast, making Xiong Meng unable to catch him, his strength wasn't very strong. At least, that kick didn't really hurt Xiong Meng.
Judging from the strength of that kick, the fat cultivator was indeed a Mid Heavenly God.
"I must be too careless!"
Xiong Meng was also a veteran, so he quickly stabilized his body and then charged towards the fat cultivator again.
But this time, when Xiong Meng was about to reach the fat cultivator, his body suddenly flashed and he came to the left side of the fat cultivator and slashed with his divine saber.
Although Xiong Meng had changed his attack this time, the result was still shocking. Before he could slash horizontally, the fat cultivator had already leaped high into the air, and just as his divine blade swept past the fat cultivator's previous position, the fat cultivator had already fallen down, and even landed behind him.
Xiong Meng's rich battle experience told him that danger would come from behind. Therefore, he didn't even think about it as he rushed forward for more than thirty meters.
Xiong Meng's reaction was quite timely because in Xiao Lingyu's eyes, the fat cultivator had indeed slapped Xiong Meng's back.
But in the eyes of ordinary cultivators, the fat cultivator had only jumped up and quickly landed without any other actions.
But even ordinary cultivators could feel that the fat cultivator's speed was indeed a bit strange and ridiculous.
"I'm afraid Xiong Meng is going to lose." Miss Jing couldn't help but shake her head.
Zhang Hai, Ma Chun, and Ma Qiu weren't people with bad eyesight. They could also see that their boss didn't have any advantage apart from having a higher cultivation level.
The fat cultivator's speed and reaction were too fast. No matter how strong Xiong Meng's attack was, it would be very difficult for him to hit the fat cultivator. The fat cultivator was already in an undefeatable position.
Xiong Meng seemed to have realized this and didn't continue to attack. Instead, he took out his large iron shield and prepared to defend with all his might.
"Sigh, he really lost." Seeing Xiong Meng take out his shield, Miss Jing sighed.
Xiao Lingyu also knew that Xiong Meng would lose without a doubt. If Xiong Meng dared to attack and changed his attack, he might have a chance to win if he could only hit the fat cultivator once. However, he was now in a defensive position, allowing the fat cultivator to attack. In reality, it was more dangerous and more stressful.
Of course, even if Xiong Meng chose to continue attacking, he would most likely lose.
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