Chapter 699: Chapter 698: One Against a Hundred
“What? He wants me to go beg him?”
In the VIP room, Duann Yu was absolutely furious.
CRASH!
He violently flipped the table and chairs in front of him, stomped the table to pieces, his eyes filled with cold, murderous intent.
Duann Yu was about to lose his mind!
He was the Third Young Master of the Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion, a man of immense status and prestige. Normally, even some Emperor Realm Powerhouses would affectionately call him “Little Duann” when they saw him.
Now…
Jiang Chen actually expected him to personally go and beg for mercy?
“Damn it, who the hell does he think he is? As if he’s worthy of making me bow my head?” Duann Yu was like a furious lion, his hysterical roars echoing through the VIP room.
Ma Kun and the others at his side were so scared they didn’t dare to speak.
They looked at him with fearful eyes.
HUFF… PUFF…
Duann Yu panted heavily. The powerhouse beside him said cautiously, “Third Young Master, in… in that last round, we lost twenty-three billion Upper-Grade Spirit Crystals. There are too many people betting on Sword Venerable now, we can’t stop them at all…”
“Twenty-three billion?”
Duann Yu shuddered.
Since the Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion was founded, it had never suffered such a huge loss in a single day!
“That bastard, he’s determined to fight me to the death! Fine, you want to fight to the death? I, Duann Yu, will take you on today! It’s just a few tens of billions of Upper-Grade Spirit Crystals. My Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion can afford it!”
Duann Yu gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with rage and hatred. He said in a low voice, “Listen to me. Go and summon the top ten fighters from the Earth-level Martial Arts Arena for this young master. If one isn’t his match, I refuse to believe I can’t wear him down and kill him with a gauntlet…”
“Third Young Master, such a big move might alarm the Second and First Young Masters…” the powerhouse reminded him uneasily.
Duann Yu’s face was flushed, veins popping on his neck as he roared, “It’s already come to this, and you’re still worried about alarming my older brothers? Besides summoning the top ten, take my Token to the Heaven’s Edge Pavilion and invite Zuo Yu here for me. Today, I, Duann Yu, will make sure that bastard dies here!”
“Zuo Yu?”
The powerhouse trembled, a look of terror on his face.
Zuo Yu!
He was practically a legend in the Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion’s Martial Arts Arena.
This man…
…was the only super expert since the founding of the Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion to maintain a one-hundred-win streak. And the most terrifying part was that Zuo Yu had started fighting in the Martial Arts Arena while he was still in the Union Palace Realm.
Yellow Level Martial Arts Arena, one hundred wins!
Profound Level Martial Arts Arena, one hundred wins!
Earth-level Martial Arts Arena, one hundred wins!
Today, Zuo Yu had become a Direct Disciple of Duann Tianya, training year-round in the Heaven’s Edge Pavilion to break through to the Emperor Realm.
“Go make the arrangements! Now!”
Duann Yu roared with a furious expression. Only after the powerhouse left did he return to the window of the VIP room. Staring at Jiang Chen in the Martial Arts Arena, his eyes practically shooting fire, he thought, ‘Kid, if I don’t see you dead in this arena today, I’ll write my name, Duann Yu, backward!’
…
In the Martial Arts Arena.
Jiang Chen looked at the referee with an amused expression and said lightly, “Referee, I want to continue my challenge. I’m aiming for a one-hundred-win streak! You’d better hurry up and arrange an opponent for me!”
The referee’s face twitched. “…”
‘Holy hell!’
‘A hundred-win streak?’
‘You’ve already driven the Third Young Master insane, and now you’re planning a hundred-win streak?’
Jiang Chen glanced playfully at the VIP room where Duann Yu was, a cold smile forming on his face. He deliberately raised his voice and said, “Doesn’t your Martial Arts Arena have a lot of powerhouses? If you think they can’t beat me one by one, you might as well send out the top one hundred fighters from your arena all at once! I, Sword Venerable, will be waiting right here!”
As soon as he said this, the hundreds of thousands of spectators in the Martial Arts Arena erupted.
Before, Duann Yu had sent out Cane Demon to falsely accuse Jiang Chen of openly provoking the many powerhouses of the Martial Arts Arena, claiming no one was his match.
He forced Jiang Chen to come forward, intending to kill him with a borrowed knife and see him die in the arena!
Now, Jiang Chen was returning the favor, an eye for an eye, putting the same pressure on the Martial Arts Arena.
This naturally resonated with the crowd!
“Yeah, what are the people from Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion doing?”
“Don’t tell me they’re scared? We’ve all got our Spirit Crystals ready to bet!”
“Stop wasting time and send someone out!”
“Third Young Master Duann, you wouldn’t be too scared to send anyone out, would you?”
The taunts made Duann Yu’s expression even uglier.
Beside him, Ma Kun whispered, “Third Young Master, didn’t that kid say to have the top one hundred fighters come at him at once? Why don’t we…”
“Hmm?”
Duann Yu snorted coldly and snapped, “Are you an idiot? If I really sent the top one hundred fighters out together, wouldn’t my Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion become a laughingstock? Who would dare to bet or participate in Combat Duels at my Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion after that?”
Ma Kun shrank back. He was clearly afraid of the furious Duann Yu.
Swallowing nervously, Ma Kun said, “Third Young Master, this isn’t us using our power to bully him! The kid proposed the challenge himself. We’d just be granting his wish. Besides, if we hype it up a bit, I’m sure even more people will place bets.”
“Ma Kun, people say you’ve got shit for brains, and I never believed it before. Now I finally do. If we do it your way, everyone will bet on the one hundred fighters to win. My Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion will be bankrupted from the payout!” Duann Yu said, looking at Ma Kun with contempt.
A venomous glint flashed in Ma Kun’s eyes, but he concealed it well, giving a sinister smile. “Third Young Master, you’re being too clever for your own good! Think about it: one hundred against one. Is that normal? It’s highly abnormal! We can secretly spread a rumor that Sword Venerable is actually a plant hired by our Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion and that the one hundred fighters will intentionally lose the match. Wouldn’t that solve it?”
“Hmm?”
Duann Yu was taken aback.
His eyes darted back and forth.
‘Human nature is just like that!’
‘If we really follow Ma Kun’s plan, a lot of people will definitely place their bets on Jiang Chen.’
At this thought, Duann Yu laughed. “Good, good! Ma Kun, it seems you aren’t completely useless after all! We’ll do it your way!”
Soon, news that Jiang Chen would fight one hundred opponents—and that Jiang Chen himself was one of Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion’s own—spread throughout the entire pavilion.
“Those bastards at Heaven’s Edge Sea Pavilion, they’re trying to set a trap to fleece us! We’ll bet on Sword Venerable!”
“Let’s go, place your bets!”
More and more people were drawn to the Earth-level Martial Arts Arena and rushed to place their bets.
The amount bet on Jiang Chen had already reached one hundred billion Upper-Grade Spirit Crystals. Moreover, to increase credibility, Duann Yu had raised the odds on Jiang Chen from 1:2 to 1:3. As for the team of one hundred fighters, their odds were deliberately lowered to 1:1.5, which attracted even more people to bet on Jiang Chen.
In the Martial Arts Arena.
Jiang Chen received a telepathic message from Gai Shi and the others. The corner of his mouth lifted as he responded, “Luu Fei, bet all our Spirit Crystals on me. This time, we’re going to make a killing!”
“Yes!”
Luu Fei left excitedly.
Just then…
The referee came before Jiang Chen. “The Third Young Master said he accepts your challenge. For the next battle, life and death will not be questioned!”
“Good!”
Jiang Chen grinned, looking at the massive group of experts ascending the Martial Arts Arena stage. ‘One versus one hundred? Trying to set a trap to win back the Spirit Crystals you lost? Heh, Duann Yu, oh Duann Yu, I’m afraid this time, you’re going to lose the shirt off your back!’