"Rest assured."
"This time, I'll make you cough it all up, principal and interest."
Lius sneered, turned, and left.
Soon—
The second match was set.
When Anu saw the fighter Lius sent out, his pupils abruptly contracted.
Fuli!
He was not a deathmatch fighter under Lius, but one under the Destruction City Lord!
To bear the name Destruction, the Destruction City Lord's strength far surpassed his own. He was a Dimension-level existence who had fused three Origin Great Daos.
A Dimension-level existence at that level could attain Half-step Transcendence-grade at any moment.
"Damn it!"
"Lius actually borrowed Fuli from the Destruction City Lord!"
"He's at Advanced Dao-wielding Grade and has comprehended over five hundred thousand Origin Symbols!"
"Even with his cultivation suppressed to Intermediate Creation-grade, his strength can still reach Low Dao-wielding Grade!"
"This is trouble."
"Li Yue might not win."
"Two hundred thousand units of Divine Moon Origin..."
His expression turned ugly, and the corners of his mouth twitched several times.
Betting opened.
Lius City Lord to win: one hundred to one hundred and fifty.
Golden Moon City Lord to win: one hundred to five hundred and twenty.
Seeing Fuli's name, many city lords recognized him as a deathmatch fighter under the Destruction City Lord. Their eyes immediately lit up, and they placed their bets on "Lius City Lord to win" without hesitation.
"Another hundred thousand units of Divine Moon Origin!"
"I refuse to believe I'll lose again!"
"What gambler loses every single round? Fuli serves the Destruction City Lord. He's sure to win!"
"One to five hundred and twenty?"
"A cap of two hundred thousand units of Divine Moon Origin?"
Li Yue's eyes brightened slightly.
He had thought his odds would drop considerably after the previous match.
He had not expected them to fall by only thirty.