"Brother! What grudge do you have against this guy? If you want to kill him, just do it. Don't make it so complicated."
The Great Han didn't even need to think about it, because someone who had only been cultivating for a few days would almost certainly die if he faced someone with a cultivation level of three or higher. He simply didn't believe that Ge Nie had any chance of surviving. That's why he was so surprised when he heard Zhao Fu say that he would help Ge Nie find someone with a cultivation level of three or higher, because wasn't that tantamount to murder?
Zhao Fu smiled but didn't answer. Instead, he turned to Ge Nie and asked, "Are you confident?"
Ge Nie bowed his head and clasped his hands, his voice firm, and said, "Yes, Young Master."
Because it was inconvenient to address Zhao Fu as "Your Highness" in public, Zhao Fu instructed everyone to address him as "Young Master." This was a common form of address, used by almost everyone in the villages, so it didn't attract much attention.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Fu turned to the Great Han and said, "Let's find someone with a skill level of three or higher!"
Seeing Zhao Fu's insistence, the Great Han had no choice but to look at the list again. He said, "There's a match coming up soon. My opponent is a peak third-stage cultivator, known as the Bully! Brother, are you sure? If you are, I'll make the arrangements. You'll be on stage soon, so don't blame me if anything goes wrong."
The Great Han reminded him that he was only being so nice to Zhao Fu because he had received so much money from him; normally he definitely wouldn't have done that, since his life or death was none of his concern.
Zhao Fu nodded in understanding upon hearing the Great Han's words, and then waited with Ge Nie in a place specially prepared for the duelists.
Time passed slowly, and the arena gradually filled up with people. Then, as the duel was about to begin, the arena was packed with people, just like before.
At this moment, a man walked up to a high platform in the arena and shouted, "Good morning, everyone! I am the host of the Lone Wolf Arena. Now, I will introduce the two opponents in the next duel. One is a ' Bully ' who is somewhat famous in our arena, with a peak third-stage cultivation level. I believe you are all somewhat familiar with him. Last time, he used his great axe to cleave someone with a cultivation level of over fourth stage in two."
After the host finished speaking, a fierce-looking man carrying a large axe walked out from the side.
His appearance caused many spectators to excitedly shout his name, indicating that this Bully was indeed somewhat famous.
Hearing the excited shouts, the Bully smiled slightly. He seemed to enjoy the attention he received. He simply waved in response and then went to the host's side.
At this point, the host began to announce, "Next, I will introduce the Bully's opponent, a swordsman who has only been practicing for a few days and whose cultivation level has not yet reached the first stage, yet he has joined the arena."
Immediately, Ge Nie, draped in a black cloak, stepped out from the side. However, Ge Nie's appearance was met with a chorus of boos. Many spectators complained, "Are you kidding me? We came to watch a fierce battle, not a massacre! Are you kidding me to send someone who has only been training for a few days onto the stage?"
"Yeah! This is so boring, it's practically suicide. There's no excitement at all. Let's finish this quickly and start the next one."
Hearing the shouts from the surrounding crowd, the host seemed a little embarrassed, but Ge Nie's expression remained unchanged as he walked over to the host.
Then, the host began to introduce the odds: betting on the Bully to win was less than one time, while betting on Ge Nie was thirty times the odds, which showed that no one believed Ge Nie could win.
Everyone was certain that the Bully would win, so after the host finished his introduction, almost everyone bet on the Bully to win, because it was like making a free profit. The Bully was a little smug, and looked at Ge Nie to the side, snorting. Ge Nie ignored the provocation and remained expressionless.
Seeing the overwhelming victory, Zhao Fu chuckled and then took out 1,000 gold coins to bet on Zhao Fu Ge Nie to win!
Zhao Fu was very confident in Ge Nie. If it weren't for the fact that in such high-odds betting games, the odds that could be purchased were limited to 1,000 gold coins to prevent a collapse and the host losing money, Zhao Fu might have thrown all the coins he had on him into the game.
Afterwards, everyone placed bets, and the Bully and Ge Nie each entered the large cage, which was 100 meters wide, from the other side.
The host loudly announced, "The duel has officially begun!"
At this moment, countless spectators shouted, " Bully, kill him! Finish this quickly so we can start another round. We've already won this time, and we'll bet on you to win next time!"
Hearing the shouts from outside the arena, the Bully laughed even more triumphantly. Bully was brimming with confidence in this person who had only been cultivating for a few days, and shouted, "Hey! You kneel down and kowtow three times right now, and maybe I'll take your life later!"
Ge Nie did not answer the Bully's question. He simply stood there, extending his hand to hold the sword, without even considering taking off his cloak.
A cloak can conceal one's appearance and physique, but it can still slightly hinder movement, especially during combat.
This action not only drew ridicule from the Bully, but also from everyone present, who thought that this person who had only been cultivating for a few days was too eager to die.
The host, watching the scene unfold, said to the Great Han who had spoken with Zhao Fu earlier, "Dude! Are you sure you're not mistaken this time? Putting someone who's only been cultivating for a few days against Bully?"
The Great Han also looked innocent, saying, "I didn't want to either, but this person personally said that I wanted to compete against someone with a cultivation level of three stages or higher!"
"Really?"
The host was also a little puzzled and turned his gaze to Ge Nie in the arena. Because of the cloak, he couldn't see anything, so he really didn't believe that someone who had only been cultivating for a few days could defeat the Bully.
Despite the Bully's mockery, Ge Nie remained unresponsive, simply standing there with his sword in one hand, motionless, like a piece of wood.
Seeing that Ge Nie had no reaction, the Bully was somewhat displeased, or rather, bored. He snorted coldly, "Since you're asking for death, don't blame me!"
The Bully raised his large axe, channeled his cultivation power, and charged forward like Ge Nie. It could be said that the Bully was quite powerful, exuding an imposing aura, like a huge beast.
Soon, the Bully rushed up to Ge Nie!
The spectators outside the arena had come here solely to witness the bloody carnage. Seeing the Bully swing his axe at Ge Nie, they already felt that Ge Nie was doomed, so the audience screamed with excitement.
The Bully, convinced that Ge Nie was doomed, grinned and brought his axe down with a vengeance. But just then, Ge Nie slowly raised his head and looked at the Bully. His cold eyes made the Bully pause, but in that instant, Ge Nie swung his sword.
"Clang!"
A crisp sword cry rang out, and an arc of sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant. This sword strike was so fast that most people didn't even see it clearly.
"Puff!"
The Bully stood there, frozen in shock, blood gushing from his neck, forming a cloud of blood mist. Gai Nie, wielding a sword and draped in a black cloak, Ge Nie amidst the blood mist, exuding an aura of utter terror.
The previously noisy scene instantly fell silent!
P. S.: Sigh! Next week's recommendations will be even worse, I don't want to say anything more.