Shen Jun looked at Ye Futian with a strange expression. He had bet on Yu Sheng as well, so he naturally knew that Yu Sheng was very powerful.
However, Ye Futian had not only wanted to bet on himself, but he had also borrowed money from his companion.
However, Shen Jun merely smiled. If Ye Futian wanted to play, it had nothing to do with him.
"Don't go too far. It's very difficult to rise from the Rising Dragon Platform." Situ Yan, who was in the crowd, heard what Ye Futian said and could not help but remind him.
"You bet on Yu Sheng as well. Bet as much as you can," Ye Futian replied to Situ Yan.
"…"
Situ Yan looked at him, feeling rather speechless. She then said telepathically, "I'll play with you. Bet on Yu Sheng to succeed, but don't go too far."
She then headed for the place to place her bets in the castle. However, her expression remained rather cold after she returned, and she paid no more attention to Ye Futian.
It was no wonder that he would go and destroy the Bliss Palace. He was a complete and utter lunatic. He actually put all of his assets on the line.
Thinking of those sacred spirit stones and treasures, her heart spasmed.
Even Unblemished Saints would not have been able to take out those things, let alone beginner level Proving Holiness Saints. He probably couldn't afford to lose.
He really did have the guts to play.
What a lunatic.
"You bet too little. Bet more. Why don't you let your clan bet with you?" Ye Futian tried to persuade Situ Yan, who was next to him.
Situ Yan's expression was cold, and she paid no attention to him.
She had said so much for nothing. What a waste of breath.
"Heroine, this is a rare opportunity," Ye Futian said again.
Situ Yan glared at him and then walked away from him. She did not know him.
Ye Futian shrugged, feeling that it was a pity. Such a great opportunity was missed just like that.
The Situ clan was one of the top clans in Qianye City, so they must have been very wealthy. It would have been wonderful if he had bet everything he had.
It was a pity that Situ Yan ignored him.
Why didn't she trust him?
Everyone returned to their seats, and the way they looked at the Rising Dragon Platform changed. The mood of those who placed their bets was naturally different. They all stared at the people who placed their bets, full of anticipation.
Pang Xiao, Yan Tong, and Zhuo Xu were clearly the ones who had placed the most bets on them. Too many people had placed heavy bets on them, especially those from their own clans.
As for Yu Sheng and the others, aside from Ye Futian, Kong Xuan, Shen Jun, and a few others, no one else would bet on them.
Other than Pang Xiao and his two companions, there were also famous figures from various cities on the Rising Dragon Arena.
A low draconic roar was heard as the Saint on the back of the crimson dragon stepped off the Rising Dragon Platform. An invisible force emanated from the huge cylindrical light curtain, activating the formation to isolate the aftermath of the attack. Crimson light sprinkled down from the sky.
Countless people in the castles were waiting solemnly. It was about to begin.
They looked at the crimson dragon circling before the gap. The dragon opened its mouth and said, "Let the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon begin."
Below the Rising Dragon Platform, many looked solemn and solemn. None of them dared to let their guard down.
The ones participating in the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon were all at the pinnacle of Sage Plane, with one foot in the Saint Plane. The meaning of the battle was to trap oneself in a dangerous situation and fight with many top-notch figures. Those who were not courageous would not have dared to enter.
While the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon did not necessarily mean death, it was, at least in principle, unrestricted. If one were to be defeated or severely injured, it was very likely that one would be killed. It was a true battle of life and death.
Terrifying auras burst in an instant. The Rising Dragon Platform seemed to have been set on fire, and the mighty ones unleashed their powers one after another.
The pressure was shocking in an instant.
Some of them stepped forward, finding their opponents and directly launching attacks.
"It's starting."
Everyone's hearts were tense as they looked at the battlefield. A chaotic battle broke out in an instant, and it was a grand sight indeed.
The Rising Dragon Platform was earth-shattering.
Pang Xiao of Crimson Cloud City had golden light coursing all over his body. He unleashed his spells and golden light shot out, killing everything in its path.
However, Yan Tong of Flaming Prison City was even more terrifying. Yan Tong unleashed his Life Spirit right away, which was a terrifying flame giant, like a demon god from hell. Yan Tong's body and Life Spirit melded into one, and his entire being was incredibly huge, turning him into a god of war of hell's flames. Flames were all over his huge body, flowing like liquid. It was like magma, melting everything in the world.
Just the pressure alone was extremely tyrannical.
At that moment, Yan Tong's huge palm slapped at someone in front of him. That person felt extremely terrifying pressure in an instant. Towering sword might burst from his body, and thousands of sword wills coursed before him, lashing out.
When the huge palm came crashing down, the flowing liquid seemed to have solidified all of a sudden. The swords froze at the same time, and the liquid flames solidified right away, freezing the entire space within it in an instant. The swords within were actually melted bit by bit.
That swordsman reacted extremely quickly as well. He unleashed his Life Spirit and became one with his sword. His body seemed to have turned into a sword, and thousands of sword wills flowed and merged into one. A bolt of lightning streaked past, shattering the solidified flames and magma, breaking Yan Tong's attack. The extremely sharp sword continued forward, heading straight for the head of that fiery god of war.
"Bang." Yan Tong stomped hard, and a wall of flames appeared before him, turning the entire space into a solidified wall of flames. His huge body lashed out with a fiery fist, becoming extremely powerful. It was apparent that he was not just adept at using fire powers.
The sword continued to move forward in a frenzy, but it was still melted and broken in the end. That powerful swordsman finally perished under the flames, and his body was burned to nothing.
Yan Tong's eyes swept across the battlefield and continued to step forward, looking extremely overbearing.
Deafening shouts were heard all around. Those who had bet on Yan Tong in the castle felt their blood boil.
He was indeed a mighty one from the Flaming Prison City Lord's Office.
Zhuo Xu, the descendant of the Black Flame Emperor, displayed extremely formidable combat prowess as well. Boundless black flames circled his body, and boundless black flames lashed out when he lashed out with his fingers. The black flames were extremely overbearing, and they were capable of incinerating anyone they came into contact with.
Three extremely powerful ones were killed by Zhuo Xu right there and then.
Everyone was able to sense the intensity and brutality of the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon in an extremely short amount of time. It was simply too violent.
The great figures at the top of the castles watched quietly. They would not have been moved unless their people were killed or defeated in battle.
Ye Futian was naturally watching the battle as well. The cultivators of the Crimson Dragon Realm had a higher proportion of those who were adept at using fire powers. It was rumored that the Crimson Dragon Realm had nine suns, after all, and the entire realm was filled with intense fire aura.
As for the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon, Shen Jun had actually told them that there would be no danger at all, and he had merely tricked them into participating in the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon. It was apparent that Shen Jun did not care about their lives at all.
He was simply using them.
From this point of view, Shen Jun and Bai Qun were not that much different.
It was just that Bai Ze did not hide his cold-blooded cruelty at all.
Shen Jun, on the other hand, was someone who schemed to take the lives of others as long as it was useful to him.
He looked at the battlefield and felt rather cold inside. He had been prepared to set them up from the very first time they met. It was apparent that he saw that they were from other Renhuang realms and saw them as prey.
However, there was no hurry to settle the score. They would settle it eventually.
Ye Wuchen, Huang Jiuge, Xu Que, and Qin Zhuang all made their moves on the battlefield, picking their own opponents to fight.
However, they had participated in the Battle of the Sleeping Dragon mostly for the sake of training. They did not intend to kill their opponents, and they merely wanted to see the top figures of the Crimson Dragon Realm.
Yu Sheng did not move. He stood in the middle of the battlefield where the four of them were fighting, observing the battle of the four by himself.
He was there to hold the line for them.
At his current plane, battles between sages would not have been of much use to him when he was trying to make a breakthrough into Saint Plane.
"What is Yu Sheng doing?" Shen Jun said, "At this time, they should be working together to take on the others."
Since the five of them were together, it would have been best for them to work together. They would have been able to fight their way out of the encirclement. That way, Yu Sheng would have had a higher chance of making it to the end, and he would have been able to achieve his goal. It would have been a win-win situation.
"He knows what he's doing," Ye Futian replied.
Shen Jun frowned. He was able to tell what Yu Sheng's intentions were from where he was standing. He was actually holding the line for the other four. That was simply too arrogant.
If that was the case, he would have been under great pressure in the battles to come.
The chances of him failing would have been higher as well.
However, the battle had already broken out, and they were unable to control the situation on the battlefield. All they could do was watch.
However, it was apparent that Shen Jun's face was rather cold, and he did not seem to be that friendly.
At that moment, Yu Sheng moved slowly, keeping himself in the middle of the four battlefields, so that he could support any side at any time.
He was naturally watching the four battles as well. Ye Wuchen's side should have been fine, and Yu Sheng was able to handle it. He even had the upper hand at the moment, suppressing his opponent.
However, the people on the battlefield could not just watch Yu Sheng do nothing.
At that moment, a mighty one came at Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng sensed the hostility coming from the man. He glanced at the man with overbearing eyes and spat out, "Get lost!"
The man narrowed his eyes. How dare he be so insolent?
He flashed and pounced at Yu Sheng in an instant. A dazzling pattern appeared before him, bursting with frightening killing power. Yu Sheng's entire body was about to be drowned in the pattern. The killing light rained down in a frenzy, heading for Yu Sheng. However, Yu Sheng remained standing where he was quietly. The light coursing around his body seemed to have put on a layer of demonic armor, allowing the power to come at him without budging.
Voom. The man's body sped up all of a sudden, bringing the dazzling pattern with him as he charged at Yu Sheng. A cold, condescending look was seen in his eyes. Does this guy have a death wish?
However, he saw Yu Sheng move at the very next moment. Yu Sheng bent his legs and took a step forward with a loud rumble.
The heavens and earth trembled violently. After that, a fist blasted out. That person didn't even have the time to react before he saw the pattern being pierced through by the dark golden fist. The fist landed directly on his chest and blasted him away with a single strike!
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