Chapter 698: Chapter 697: Let Him Come and Beg Me Personally
In the Martial Arts Arena, hundreds of thousands of people had all fallen silent.
When Jiang Chen first appeared, almost everyone had placed heavy bets on the Cane Demon!
They were hoping to make a huge profit!
Who would have known…
That someone as strong as the Cane Demon couldn’t even block a single one of Jiang Chen’s attacks?
Jiang Chen looked at the referee. “What? Are you not going to announce the results?”
The referee froze. His entire body trembled when he met Jiang Chen’s gaze. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he announced, “The-the winner of this battle is—Sword Venerable!”
BOOM!
The crowd erupted.
“Fuck, I’m ruined!”
“My Spirit Crystals…”
“M-my entire fortune… PFFT…” A Union Palace Realm expert couldn’t handle the shock. His face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood before falling stiffly to the ground.
In the most exclusive VIP room of the Celestial Martial Arts Arena.
Duann Yu was toying with the girls in his lap while speaking with Ma Kun. When he saw a subordinate enter, he gave a faint smile and said to Ma Kun, “See? I told you I could crush him with the lift of a finger. Opposing me, Duann Yu, is a death wish!”
Ma Kun immediately sucked up to him. “Third Young Master is truly incredible!”
Looking smug, Duann Yu turned to the expert from Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion. “The Cane Demon must have killed that guy by now, right? Chop up his corpse and throw it into the sea!”
“Th-Third Young Master, the Cane Demon is dead. H-He didn’t even block a single one of the man’s attacks before he died,” the expert said fearfully, wiping cold sweat from his forehead.
“What?”
Duann Yu shot upright, his face turning ashen. “You’re saying the Cane Demon died without blocking even one attack?”
“Yes…”
Duann Yu’s expression flickered between anger and disbelief.
Ma Kun was also horrified. He knew how powerful the Cane Demon was, but he never expected him to fall to Jiang Chen in a single blow.
Duann Yu’s face darkened. “Send another one. Send up the Sword Monarch. He must be killed!”
“Yes!”
The expert from Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion quickly withdrew.
Duann Yu said to Ma Kun, “Don’t worry. The Sword Monarch is an expert at the Late Stage of the Ninth Stage of the Human Emperor Realm. He once had a twenty-fight winning streak. With him on the case, there won’t be any problems!”
“Right, right!”
Ma Kun said excitedly.
「Half an incense stick later.」
The expert returned, the back of his shirt soaked through with cold sweat. “Y-Young Master, the Sword Monarch… is also dead…”
“What?”
Duann Yu crushed the breasts of the girl in his arms, splattering blood across his face. The sight made his twisted features even more hideous as he roared, “Even the Sword Monarch lost? Tell me exactly what happened!”
The expert gave a bitter smile. “S-still one blow… Young Master, after the first two matches, everyone is betting on Sword Venerable now. In the second match alone, we lost five billion Upper-Grade Spirit Crystals…”
“Five billion? Fuck…”
Duann Yu was completely enraged. He grabbed Ma Kun by the collar and roared, “Ma Kun, you fucking told me that guy’s cultivation was only around the Middle Stage of the Human Emperor Realm? Can someone at the Middle Stage of the Human Emperor Realm kill the Sword Monarch in one hit? Spit it out! Did you team up with that brat to screw me over?”
Five billion Upper-Grade Spirit Crystals!
That was equivalent to a month’s income for the Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion’s Martial Arts Arena.
His expression was incredibly ugly. He glared at Ma Kun like a furious, predatory lion ready to devour its prey.
Ma Kun’s heart trembled.
He hadn’t expected Jiang Chen to be so terrifying either. He quickly waved his hands, a look of innocence on his face. “Third Young Master, please calm down! How could I possibly team up with him? If I had, I wouldn’t have had to go skinny-dipping…”
Duann Yu released Ma Kun.
His expression flickered as he said in a low voice, “Send another one. Send up the Gun Demon, Zhao Zhen. Also, spread a rumor. Say that Zhao Zhen is injured and not at his peak combat strength. Get everyone to bet on Sword Venerable!”
“This subordinate understands!”
Afterward, news that Zhao Zhen was about to enter the arena spread like wildfire through the Martial Arts Arena.
“Did you hear? Zhao Zhen is coming out!”
“I heard too! Zhao Zhen is ranked in the top ten of the Earth-level Martial Arts Arena and has combat power comparable to the Early Stage of the Emperor Realm. Looks like Sword Venerable is going to lose this one!”
“Lose my ass! Let me tell you… Zhao Zhen is injured. He didn’t want to fight, but the Martial Arts Arena forced him to. He has no choice but to go up there!”
“He’s injured? In that case, we should still bet on Sword Venerable!”
As more and more experts learned that Zhao Zhen was fighting while injured, almost everyone came to believe that Jiang Chen would definitely win this battle.
The bets placed on Jiang Chen had already exceeded ten billion Upper-Grade Spirit Crystals.
If Jiang Chen were to win this fight, his odds had already dropped to one-to-two. Even so, if he won, the Martial Arts Arena would have to pay out over twenty billion Upper-Grade Spirit Crystals.
Duann Yu could no longer remain in the Supreme VIP room. He and Ma Kun went to a VIP room in the Earth-level Martial Arts Arena.
Watching Jiang Chen opposite Zhao Zhen, Duann Yu’s face was grim, his gaze predatory.
Ma Kun tried to console him. “Third Young Master, don’t worry. That brat is definitely no match for Zhao Zhen!”
Duann Yu nodded, his eyes fixed on the arena.
On the Martial Arts Arena, Zhao Zhen held a blood-red Long Spear, his expression icy. “Sword Venerable? You’re quite skilled to have defeated the Cane Demon and the Sword Monarch. It’s a pity you provoked someone you shouldn’t have.”
“Enough with the nonsense. Let’s fight!” Jiang Chen said flatly.
Zhao Zhen narrowed his eyes. “Where is your weapon?”
Jiang Chen shrugged. “If your strength ever makes me feel the need to use a weapon, I will!”
“Arrogant brat!”
Zhao Zhen’s face turned ugly. His expression was as venomous as a viper’s as he let out a low roar, “Black Dragon Strike!”
VMMM!
He thrust his arm forward. The immense force caused the shaft of the blood-red Long Spear to bend dramatically before snapping back like a fully compressed spring.
The spear’s light transformed into a black Demon Dragon that opened its massive maw and charged wildly at Jiang Chen.
The Black Dragon was incredibly fast.
Jiang Chen’s gaze sharpened, a cold glint in his eyes. ‘Combat power of the Early Stage of the Emperor Realm? If I hadn’t recovered from my injuries, beating you wouldn’t have been easy. But as for now…’
“North Nether Divine Fist!”
BOOM!
A black fist light pulsed, slamming into the Black Dragon.
The entire Black Dragon spear shadow shattered.
The five pairs of wings on Jiang Chen’s back vibrated, and he instantly shot in front of Zhao Zhen, throwing thousands of fist shadows in a flash.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Zhao Zhen continuously activated his Spear Technique to defend himself, but under the overwhelming barrage of fist shadows, his spear’s light was smashed to pieces. The terrifying fist light arrived in an instant, shattering Zhao Zhen’s Protective True Essence and landing on his head.
BOOM…
A spray of blood and gore erupted as Jiang Chen smashed Zhao Zhen’s head to pulp.
“ROAR!”
Jiang Chen roared at the sky. Bathed in the bloody light, like a peerless Divine King, he swept his gaze across the experts in the Martial Arts Arena. “Who else? Doesn’t your Martial Arts Arena have plenty of experts? Come on!”
“Sword Venerable, invincible!”
“Sword Venerable! Sword Venerable…”
The entire Martial Arts Arena was in an uproar.
In the VIP room, the chair beneath Duann Yu shattered with a BOOM. He roared, “He lost? He lost again? Dammit…”
Ma Kun was too terrified to speak.
Duann Yu stared grimly at the arena and sent a voice transmission to the referee. “Tell him to stop. I will no longer interfere in the matter between him and Ma Kun!”
“Yes!”
The referee nodded hurriedly, walked up to Jiang Chen, and said in a low voice, “Lord Sword Venerable, my Third Young Master said that as long as you stop, he will no longer interfere in the grudge between you and Ma Kun.”
Jiang Chen grinned, a mocking smile on his face. His gaze swept over to the VIP room where Duann Yu was and said coolly…
“You want me to stop? Tell Duann Yu to come and beg me himself!”