I Bet On Myself

"The contestant on my left, I'm sure everyone knows him. The super genius who invented the waterwheel irrigation system—Xian He! Although he's only a Martial Artist at the Two-star Azure Obsidian level, his courage in daring to participate in the Azure Light Competition and step onto the stage is commendable!" the host exclaimed passionately.

After listening to the host's introduction, Yan Dong breathed a sigh of relief.

So what if he ate a Fried Egg? The gap in strength between me and Xian He is like heaven and earth. It'll take at most two slaps to end this fight.

The host continued to introduce, "The contestant on my right, many people may not know him, but Yan Dong's strength is incredibly powerful. He is a Martial Artist at the Three-star White Obsidian level and practices a secret technique called Iron Sand Palm. He once shattered the skull of a Fox Bear demon beast with a single palm strike."

"Bet on Xian He to win, odds are ten to one. Bet on Yan Dong to win, odds are one point one to one. Betting is now open!"

The reason the Azure Light Competition was so popular among the tribesmen was that they could bet money.

As soon as the host shouted "open," crowds of people surged towards the betting tables. Almost everyone bet on Yan Dong to win.

Although the odds were lower, it was better than nothing.

"A Two-star Azure Obsidian fighting a Three-star White Obsidian. Even a fool knows who will win."

"Has Xian He's brain been damaged by that dynamite he was researching? Fighting a Three-star White Obsidian is practically seeking death!"

"What a pity for that good girl Yun Ling. They haven't even been married a week, and she'll have to live as a widow."

"Xian He, go in peace. I'll take care of Yun Ling for you."

The gamblers chattered amongst themselves, none of them optimistic about Xian He.

"Referee, can I place a bet too?" Xian He suddenly raised his hand and asked.

The host was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, you can! Go ahead!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xian He untied the money pouch hanging from his belt and placed it on the betting table, declaring loudly, "Here are two thousand Copper Coins. I bet on myself to win!"

"Are you crazy!"

"How can a Two-star Azure Obsidian like you beat a Three-star White Obsidian? Using your imagination?"

"Fool, it's better to save that money for your medical treatment. Why give it away to the house for free?"

"Xian He, think carefully! Once you press your handprint, the bet is binding! Those two thousand Copper Coins won't be returned!"

Some gamblers mocked him, while others worried for him. They couldn't understand why Xian He would do something so foolish.

Xian He ignored them, took the betting slip, tucked it into his chest, and strode back to the stage.

The gamblers and the audience exchanged bewildered glances.

Audience seating.

"Boss, should we place a bet too?" Li Zhen asked tentatively.

Xiao Yang shook his head, "Gambling is risky, and betting requires caution. The situation is unclear right now, so we shouldn't bet rashly."

Although he could tell that Xian He was a Martial Artist at the White Obsidian level, he couldn't discern his exact cultivation. Betting rashly might mean losing everything.

If Xian He's strength had already surpassed Li Zhen's, then dealing with him would have to be done by himself on stage.

No matter how strong Xian He was, he was still just a Martial Artist at the White Obsidian level. He, on the other hand, was a Two-star Yellow Radiance Martial Artist and could absolutely crush him.

On the stage.

Xian He took his position again, a relaxed smile on his face.

"I'll give you one last warning. Surrender. You can't possibly win against me!" Yan Dong stared intently at Xian He, his voice chillingly calm as he advised.

Spending two thousand coins just to get beaten, Yan Dong suspected Xian He's brain might have been damaged by Yun Ling.

"I've bet my entire fortune, so I absolutely won't surrender. Stop being so wishy-washy, you're annoying!" Xian He said impatiently. "Bring out your full strength. I won't hold back."

Yan Dong let out a cold snort, his expression darkening. "Good advice is wasted on a stubborn fool. Since you're seeking death, I'll grant you your wish!"

"Alright! Betting time is over!" the host shouted, his voice like thunder. "Now, please have the two contestants play rock-paper-scissors to decide who goes first."

According to statistics, the most common first move in rock-paper-scissors is scissors.

Therefore, Xian He decided to throw rock.

As it turned out, Yan Dong threw paper.

Seeing this, the audience below the stage collectively began to worry for Xian He.

"Xian He will definitely be knocked down with one slap!"

"Yan Dong's strength is six hundred jin more than Xian He's. One slap can cause third-degree external injuries. Xian He can at most endure two slaps."

"Don't forget, Yan Dong also has True Qi enhancement, which can cause a Level 3 acupoint seal. Even if Xian He can withstand the first slap, he definitely won't survive the second."

The host cleared his throat and announced loudly, "Alright, rock-paper-scissors is over! Yan Dong goes first. Please stand firm, contestant Xian He."

Xian He leaned against the table, closed his eyes, and stood at attention.

Yan Dong raised his arm, bringing his palm close to Xian He's face, calibrating the optimal striking position.

The audience below the stage held their breath, and the young women covered their eyes in fear.

"Slap!"

A crisp sound suddenly rang out, instantly spreading throughout the arena.

[Ding! Host's head was attacked. The damage reduction effect of the Thirteen Grand Protectors Horizontal Training Technique is triggered. Subsequent physical damage taken from the enemy will be reduced by 10%, lasting for the duration of one incense stick.]

Despite Yan Dong's short stature, he possessed considerable power. Swinging his arm, he delivered a slap that unleashed his Level 2 acupoint seal, instantly numbing his own left cheek.