The host droned on from above, while the atmosphere at the venue was equally heated.
"Take down Yang Bo! Luo Kai, you can do it!"
"Kill this Alliance trash!"
"Win some honor for us Imperial men!"
"Crush him!"
The fervor from the surrounding stands infected everyone, and the betting amounts rose accordingly.
When betting finally closed, Yang Bo discovered that the total wagers had exceeded 29 billion, though 3.5 billion had been placed on him to win this time.
Making money is getting harder and harder. More and more people are betting on me to win. Yang Bo sighed inwardly.
With the host's shout of "Begin!", Luo Kai still assumed a traditional opening stance, like in fencing mode. One foot remained forward and the other behind as he advanced toward Yang Bo in small steps.
Heh heh, looks like they think they've figured out my weakness. But my weakness is that I'm too strong. Even without superpowers, my neural response speed and observation skills are far beyond his. Seeing this, Yang Bo naturally obliged him.
Their first exchange tested the strength and speed behind each other's swords.
"Trash!"
"Come on, trash!"
"Get back to the Alliance after you lose!"
After probing twice, Luo Kai grew even more confident.
The two clashed again, but Luo Kai suddenly launched a fierce attack, taking two huge steps forward in an instant.
Yang Bo hurriedly dodged to the left, his sword constantly parrying.
Luo Kai stayed on him, giving Yang Bo no time to react.
"Good!"
"Kill him!"
"Good!" Many people in the crowd shouted, because Luo Kai had seized the initiative.
Just as Yang Bo seemed to be backed into a corner, he recklessly moved to take Luo Kai down with him.
Luo Kai took a small step back and burst into laughter.