The person using the Iron Fist Technique was an expert with a 49-win streak on the first level of the arena. His name was Tong Kuan. In just a few days, he had defeated First Level Sovereigns one after another.
It was precisely because of this that Tong Kuan had established quite a bit of reputation in the first level of the martial arena. One must know that the previous record of consecutive victories in the first level of the martial arena was thirty-one matches. Tong Kuan had directly raised the record to forty-nine matches in one fell swoop.
Therefore, many warriors worshipped Tong Kuan. Because of Tong Kuan's unstoppable winning streak, they didn't believe that Tong Kuan would lose. Many people had bet on Tong Kuan to win.
Initially, everyone was focused on the battle between Tong Kuan and Jiang Shi. The intense battle between the two had everyone's throat in their throats. Suddenly, Ye Mo spoke, and even said that Tong Kuan was going to lose. This made them furious.
One had to know that Tong Kuan's odds were one to nine for this battle. In other words, ninety percent of the people had bet on Tong Kuan's victory.
"Kid, you're new here, right? You don't even know Tong Kuan? He's a genius warrior with 49 consecutive wins on the first level of the arena. His innate ability index is 1.1 million. "
"What a joke. The two of them are evenly matched. Tong Kuan even has the upper hand. How dare he say that Tong Kuan will lose?"
Many people started to discuss among themselves. They all scoffed at Ye Mo's words.
"Forty-nine consecutive wins?"
Ye Mo caught onto something and said, "That Tong Kuan guy is indeed strong. But he's still going to lose. That Bladesman is advancing by retreating. He seems to be preparing a powerful saber technique. After a few dozen moves, he'll counterattack."
Ye Mo naturally didn't have such a profound understanding of the martial dao. But Little Qing had read so many martial dao books. She had read all the books on the first level of the Eternal Palace Book Collection Pavilion. She was a walking encyclopedia with a profound understanding of the martial dao.
Little Qing had been accepted as a disciple by many experts in the Upper Galaxy and taught her the martial dao. Naturally, her understanding of the martial dao was terrifying.
Although the outcome of the battle between Tong Kuan and Jiang Shi had yet to be decided, she already knew the result. Unless Tong Kuan still had a powerful technique that he hadn't used yet.
"What? Brewing a powerful saber technique? What nonsense are you talking about? You're just a First Order Sovereign Realm cultivator, what can you see? The cultivator beside me is a Second Order Sovereign Realm expert, but he couldn't see anything. "
A middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes said disdainfully.
If Ye Mo was in the Third or Fourth Order Sovereign Realm, his words might have been more convincing.
A First Order Sovereign Realm warrior was bragging here? What a joke. Almost everyone looked at Ye Mo with a mocking expression.
Even Nine Nether looked at Ye Mo in shock. Even she couldn't tell who would win at the moment.
"I'm not talking nonsense. If you don't believe me, we can make a bet. Do you dare to come?"
Ye Mo smiled faintly.
"Bet? What do you want to bet? "
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he said, "I'm afraid you can't afford to gamble."
"What do you mean we can't afford to gamble?"
Ye Mo asked.
"Hey, kid, the person sitting beside me is the eldest son of the Xia Kingdom's royal family, Master Xia Hou, Xiahou Luo. He has a high status, and he has a rule when he gambles with others.
The young man at the side chuckled and said, "The wager must be at least one thousand Disaster Pills before he will bet with you."
In the Upper State, the Disaster Pill had become the mainstream currency. This kind of pill would never go out of style and could be used for trading. Back in the day, Ye Mo had spent all his wealth to cultivate a few Disaster Pills.
Ten million Disaster Pills were required to compress and refine one Disaster Pill. A thousand Disaster Pills were equivalent to ten billion Tribulation Pills. Such a frightening amount of resources wasn't something an ordinary person could afford. Even Ye Mo wouldn't be able to afford it in a short amount of time.
Even among the royal family, 1,000 Disaster Pills wasn't a small amount.
But Xiahou Luo liked to gamble big. In the bet between Tong Kuan and the Advent of the World, he had bet 1,000 Disaster Pills.
After reaching the Ruler Realm, these royal family members had too much free time. They liked to mingle in the arena, gambling and looking for fun.
They had even come up with some underhanded rules, and even fixed matches, all for the sake of making a fortune from gambling outside the arena.
"Is this enough?"
Nine Nether flipped her hand and took out a bag. There were at least 2,000 Disaster Pills inside.
"Oh?"
Xiahou Luo was surprised. His gaze landed on Nine Nether, and his eyes shone brightly as he said, "Enough. Of course it's enough."
"Why are you doing this?"
Ye Mo was surprised.
"Although what you said earlier was a bit decisive, it was reasonable," Nine Nether said calmly. "I'll believe you this once. If I lose, it's on me. If I win, we'll split it. These 500 Disaster Pills are enough for you to buy a Connate Stone."
"Yes," Nine Nether said calmly.
"We'll win for sure with this 1,000 Disaster Pills."
Ye Mo's voice was loud, so Xiahou Luo could hear him.
"Hmph, it's not up to you to decide whether we win or not."
Xiahou Luo sneered and continued watching the arena.
Kill!
At that moment, Saber Artist Jiang Shi suddenly erupted, unleashing the saber technique he had been preparing for a long time.
"Sky Breaking Saber!"
"Sky Flying Saber!"
"Soaring Dragon Saber!"
Set after set of powerful saber techniques were unleashed. Like a volcanic eruption, they were completely unleashed. With a slight movement, numerous killing techniques were unleashed. All sorts of techniques were unleashed, and in an instant, Tong Kuan was surrounded by them.
Tong Kuan roared furiously, unleashing all sorts of powerful deity techniques. But, no matter what he did, he couldn't escape Jiang Shi's saber technique.
This scene caused many people's expressions to change. Jiang Shi had already started his counterattack, completely suppressing Tong Kuan with his powerful aura.
"How is this possible?"
When Xiahou Luo saw this scene, his expression instantly turned extremely ugly. "That kid actually got it right? That Jiang Shi is actually counterattacking. How did he see through it? "
Crack!
A terrifying saber light flashed, and Tong Kuan's head was sent flying. His entire body was sent flying as well.
"Tong Kuan, you've lost. Your 49 consecutive victories have been ended by me."
Jiang Shi retracted his long saber and stood on the arena as he spoke coldly.
"No, this is impossible!"
Tong Kuan grabbed his head back and reconnected it to his body. His entire body was trembling uncontrollably. He couldn't believe that he had lost.
"Nothing is impossible," Jiang Shi said calmly.
"Everyone, I've won. Those who bet on Tong Kuan to win, don't hold any grudges against me. Next, if you bet on me to win, I guarantee that you'll all earn it back."
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