A full fifty million Cosmic Coin—if he won the bet, that would be no small matter.
The bookmaker's expression shifted uncertainly. At last, he gritted his teeth and said, "Instructor Fan, this wager is too large. The amount exceeds the limits of my book. Forgive me, but my capital is too modest to take such a bet. Besides, you are one of the combatants, which puts you in a special position. By the rules, you are not allowed to place bets either."
"You won't accept my bet?" Fan Lang reached through the air and pulled the fifty-million Currency Card back into his hand. He raised it and looked around. "What about the rest of you? Who dares to take this wager?"
The various bookmakers exchanged looks. None of them immediately agreed. A wager of fifty million Cosmic Coin was simply too enormous. Without considerable financial resources, no one could afford to cover it.
After several seconds of silence, a wealthy bookmaker finally gathered his courage and shouted, "Since Instructor Fan wants to have some fun, I'll accompany you. I'll take the fifty million. If you defeat Instructor Azure Dragon, I'll pay three-to-one and give you one hundred and fifty million in return!"
"Good. At least one of you has some guts." Fan Lang flung the Currency Card over, and the other man caught it in one hand.
Fan Lang turned around and continued forward, stepping into the arena's boundaries in just a few strides.
This arena was as large as a star. Its scale was already grand, but for Upper Gods, it was only barely large enough to fight in.
When experts fought, even a casual move could create an apocalyptic spectacle!
Azure Dragon Prodigy had been waiting there all along, hovering across from him. The meaning in his gaze