One Punch Slays a Venerable Realm Expert

The moment Yuwen Fengxian stepped into the betting hall, the clamorous crowd instantly fell silent.

He walked to the counter with practiced ease and glanced up at the light screen.

The odds for Shen Lin's upcoming match were still painfully low.

He let out a helpless sigh, took out his Summoning Ring, and handed it over.

"Sorry for the trouble. Ten billion Spirit Nurturing Pearls on Human Race Liu Hong."

A ten-billion-coin bet would have attracted everyone's attention in the past.

But now, the onlookers merely watched him with strange looks, whispering among themselves.

"Hey, that guy's here fishing again."

"Yeah. How many times has this been now?"

"Eight times. He pulls this trick every time. All those people who used to linger around here looking for opportunities got lured out by him and never came back."

"Fucking hell... Right, speaking of which, how has that Human Race guy made it this far? That's eight wins already."

"Everyone misjudged him. Who could've known this Human Race guy would be so strong?"

"Strong doesn't even begin to describe it. I went to watch that Human Race guy's match yesterday. One punch! He fucking finished his opponent with one punch!"

"Finished his opponent with one punch? He must've run into someone who went into battle injured, right?"

"Like hell he was injured. It was a Devil Race Saint Realm expert at full strength!"

"That's absurd..."

Over the past few days, Shen Lin's performance had already drawn the attention of many people.

After eight consecutive victories, he had done nothing else unnecessary.

Onto the stage, one punch, off the stage.

That had always been the routine, whether his opponent was one of those lucky foreign races at the Integration Realm or a powerful Devil Race expert in the Saint Realm.

No one had