The spectator stands were already packed to the brim.
Outside the dueling arena, heads bobbed in a dense sea of people, each person clutching their betting slips.
They waited for news from inside.
The moment they heard that Mountain King had entered the arena, they bought betting slips without hesitation.
Like a swarm of bees, they flooded into the area, waiting only for news of Mountain King's victory.
After all, this same sequence had played out more than a hundred times.
Whenever Mountain King took the field, no one else could possibly win.
Some people played it safe and wagered only part of their money, while others threw caution to the wind and bet their entire fortunes.
Though they had staked everything they owned, none of them found it thrilling or dangerous.
Mountain King had never lost.
At last, the doors of the dueling arena swung open, and someone came running out in a panic.
"B-B-Bad news!!"
His voice shook the heavens.
Everyone turned to look at him.
"Mountain King... Mountain King lost."
"What!?"
As the news spread, everyone wore looks of utter disbelief.
"Mountain King lost? How is that possible?"
"Utter nonsense!"
Someone kicked the messenger to the ground.
"Mountain King really lost. He was killed."
"Impossible!"
"It's absolutely true!"
The messenger shouted in grief and indignation. Clearly, he had also placed a bet.
Seeing him like this, the crowd could not help but believe him somewhat.
Then someone else ran out. "Mountain King lost! Mountain King lost!"
More people came out carrying the news.
Now they had no choice but to believe it.
Someone's body swayed before they collapsed limply to the ground.
Who knew how much of their fortune they had wagered?
Inside the dueling arena.
Li Xuanxiao had killed Mountain King and used the Myriad