When his vision cleared again, he heard Lü Hesheng let out a scream. Three of the five wooden spears had already been cut in half, and the side of the Fangtian Halberd had slammed straight into his chest. With a boom, he flew like a boulder into the barrier at the edge of the arena, then slid helplessly to the ground.
"Is it over already?" Most of the people around them wore bewildered expressions. They hadn't even seen how the two fighters had decided the winner. Lü Hesheng had already lost the ability to fight, and now lay on the ground, barely alive.
"He won." Only a small number of people had bet on Lu Xiaotian, and the odds of 1.3 to 1 hadn't been high, but at least they'd come out ahead. All around them rose sighs, curses, and complaints from those who regretted betting against him, furious that Lü Hesheng couldn't even beat an alchemist. At the same time, cheers erupted from another part of the crowd.
"Looks like you guys really made a killing." Zhu Jinfu was thoroughly vexed. Of their group, he was the wealthiest, yet he'd placed the smallest bet. Seeing Yu Zimo, Guo Jingyu, and the others grinning from ear to ear, he couldn't help feeling downcast.
"Haha, I've been in Yuanling City for so long, and this is the most satisfying profit I've ever made. I've realized Brother Lu really is our lucky star. Ever since we met him, the speed at which we earn spirit crystals has been impossible to slow down." Zhou Yu had no qualms about rubbing salt into Zhu Jinfu's wounds.
"No way." While Zhou Yu and the others were having a wonderful time, Guo Jingyu saw what Lu Xiaotian was doing and cried out in shock, her little