Demon Dragon Mad God

But Lin Feng was not scared at all and shouted loudly, "Even so, you're still going to lose!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng's body shimmered with golden light, covered by layers of golden scale armor, and his physical strength burst forth fully, greatly lessening the pressure on him.

Then, Lin Feng suddenly made his move. The Heavenly Punishment Sword was instantly unsheathed, and with an upward reverse slash, he struck directly at Murong Wudi.

The brilliant five-colored Sword Qi tore through the void, cleaving through the Xuan Heavy Gravity Field, soaring toward the sky, defying the heavens, and in an instant arrived in front of Murong Wudi.

But even though the five-colored Sword Qi was strong, its power was halved due to the influence of the Xuan Heavy Gravity Field.

"Child's play!" Murong Wudi sneered with disdain, throwing a punch that easily shattered Lin Feng's five-colored Sword Qi.

"Lin Feng, you cannot possibly defeat me!"

Murong Wudi smiled lightly and said, "Under my Xuan Heavy Gravity Field, not only does your body have to endure an immense force, but also the circulation of Vigorous Origin in your body and your attacks are all influenced by the Xuan Heavy Gravity Field. You can't exert half your strength, how could you defeat me?"

Murong Wudi was now entirely in a mood to toy with Lin Feng, annoyed by Lin Feng's arrogance. Therefore, before defeating Lin Feng, he wanted to play with him first.

Lin Feng's sword strike was effortlessly dispelled by Murong Wudi with a flick of his hand.

The crowd inwardly sighed, their expectations confirmed. Lin Feng was indeed no match for Murong Wudi, and within the entire Heavenly Spirit Sect, there were no Martial Artists of the Heavenly Martial Master Third Layer who could compete with Murong Wudi.

Huang Yao, although not surprised, still flashed a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

Lin Feng, after all, was not as outstanding as Murong Wudi!

Just at that moment, Lin Feng suddenly spoke up on the battle platform, saying something that silenced the whole arena.

"A bet of a hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones is too small. How about five hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones?" Lin Feng said in a deep voice.

Lin Feng's words spread throughout the arena, silencing the crowd for a moment before a clamor broke out.

"Did I hear that right? Five hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones?"

"My god! Has Lin Feng lost his mind?"

"Does he even have that many Spirit Stones?"

"He's increasing the bet on a fight he's certain to lose; does he still have confidence in winning?"

Everyone was shocked, all looking at Lin Feng incredulously, completely unable to comprehend his thinking. No one would believe that Lin Feng could defeat Murong Wudi!

"Five hundred thousand!" Murong Wudi was taken aback upon hearing this, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. He wasn't concerned with the amount of the bet; it was just that he didn't have that many Spirit Stones on him.

However, convinced of his victory, Murong Wudi still nodded and said, "Fine! A bet of five hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones, I'll take it. But if you lose and cannot produce that many Spirit Stones, then I will have no choice but to take that treasure sword in your hands!"

The treasure sword in Lin Feng's hands was a Level Six weapon, a King's Divine Weapon, and naturally, Murong Wudi recognized its worth at a glance. The value of a King's Divine Weapon was far more than ten times the five hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones, and he was very keen on acquiring the sword.

"If you can defeat me, what's wrong with giving you this treasure sword."

Confidence shone on Lin Feng's face. Indeed, he did not have five hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones, but what of it? He, simply could not lose!

The reason he initiated such a high bet was to make a huge gain in one go, because the opponent was too confident and would definitely not refuse a higher bet.

"But what if you don't have five hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones?" Lin Feng asked, although the other person, being a Direct Disciple of the Sect Master, was certainly very wealthy. Five hundred thousand middle-grade Spirit Stones was by no means a small sum, and even an average Martial King might not be able to afford it.

"I, will not lose!" Murong Wudi's voice was light but brimming with confidence.

"What if you do lose?" Lin Feng asked again.

"With me, there are no 'what ifs'," Murong Wudi replied.

Lin Feng snorted with disdain in his heart and continued, "But what if there is a 'what if'?"

Murong Wudi frowned; he had already stated he wouldn't lose, yet Lin Feng kept asking persistently.

After pondering for a while, to reassure Lin Feng, Murong Wudi nodded and said, "I don't carry that many Spirit Stones either, but I have treasures of equal value to compensate."

Upon hearing this, Lin Feng grinned and said, "Heh! I find the Cultivation Technique you practice rather good. How about... you make that technique the wager?"

Indeed! Lin Feng indeed had his eyes set on the opponent's cultivation technique. The technique seemed quite extraordinary, possibly even more powerful than the Silent Annihilation Heart Method. Furthermore, by the sound of its name, it seemed to be an Earth Element technique, which would be extremely suitable for him.

"What?"

Murong Wudi was taken aback when he heard this, then his expression immediately darkened as he said coldly, "You actually dare to covet my cultivation technique. You've got some nerve. Don't even think about the technique, I have other treasures to compensate."

Murong Wudi was absolutely not going to use his cultivation technique as a wager. The Thousand Mountains Xuanzhong Technique he cultivated was a King Level Upper Grade cultivation technique, immensely powerful and valuable, and he would never lightly offer it to others.

Lin Feng, hearing this, let out a disdainful laugh and provocatively said, "Are you afraid you'll lose to me? Afraid of losing this technique?"

Murong Wudi was not a fool either; he naturally knew that Lin Feng was trying to provoke him, but he still shook his head and said, "Forget about the technique, I am definitely not using the Thousand Mountains Xuanzhong Technique as a bet."

"Hahahaha!!"

Upon hearing these words, Lin Feng suddenly burst into loud laughter, his laughter booming and spreading in all directions, leaving everyone at a loss.

"Murong Wudi, to think you're a Direct Disciple of the Sect Master, claiming to be unrivaled among your peers!"

Lin Feng's face was filled with scorn as he raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly, "This Heavenly Punishment Sword in my hand is a Level Six Middle Grade weapon, a King's Divine Weapon, worth no less than several million Middle Grade Spirit Stones. I dare to stake it as a wager, yet you don't dare to bet your cultivation technique. With such cowardice, such a lack of confidence, what qualifies you to be a Direct Disciple of the Sect Master? How can you claim to be unrivaled among your peers?"

Lin Feng's voice, augmented by the power of Vigorous Origin, transformed into thunderous echoes, spreading far and wide for over a hundred miles. Practically everyone in the Heavenly Spirit Sect could hear it.

"What's going on? Who is gambling with Murong Wudi?"

"Good heavens! Who is this person daring to speak to Murong Wudi in such a manner?"

"To use a King's Divine Weapon as a wager! This person has tremendous confidence!"

"Quick, let's head to Gambling Valley to see!"

In a short moment, within the Heavenly Spirit Sect, countless Disciples and a considerable number of Elders were all hastening towards Gambling Valley, eager to see what was happening.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!!!

Countless Disciples soon descended upon Gambling Valley, and in just a few breaths, the number of people on both sides of the valley had surged to over a hundred thousand.

Sky-reaching Peak.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Three figures shot out from the loft, it was Feng Shaoyu, Tian Chen, and Yun Fei.

"It was the voice of Junior Brother Eleven," said Tian Chen in surprise and confusion.

"What's going on?" Yun Fei's brow furrowed slightly.

"In Gambling Valley, it seems Junior Brother Eleven has confronted Murong Wudi. Let's hurry over and see!" Feng Shaoyu shook his head helplessly, not expecting Lin Feng's visit to Gambling Valley to cause such a huge commotion!

Then, the three of them soared into the sky, rushing toward Gambling Valley.

In Gambling Valley.

Murong Wudi's face had become completely somber, a cold light flickering in his eyes. Seeing a large number of Disciples attracted by Lin Feng's voice, the rage in his heart couldn't help but rise.

"Fine! Lin Feng, since you wish to humiliate yourself, I shall oblige you. I'll gamble the Thousand Mountains Xuanzhong Technique!" Murong Wudi clenched his teeth and said coldly.

Though Murong Wudi knew Lin Feng was baiting him, he still took the bet, mainly because he had absolute confidence in his own strength.

However, Murong Wudi was not foolish. He put aside his contempt for Lin Feng, knowing the power of Lin Feng's Xuan Heavy Gravity Field. Still, Lin Feng dared to raise the stakes and use a King's Divine Weapon as his wager, surely he had a powerful ace up his sleeve.

But even knowing that Lin Feng had a trump card, the invincibly confident Murong Wudi was still undaunted!

Murong Wudi's statement once again caused some disturbance in the crowd.

He actually took the bet!

Murong Wudi and Lin Feng, one wagering a King Level cultivation technique, the other staking a King's Divine Weapon—the stakes were indeed too great, too great.