Second Layer (4,000 words; monthly votes, please)

Below the Betting Arena.

A crowd debated who would win.

Li Xiuwen ordered tea and quietly bet a hundred dollars on Wang Wu.

He had fought both men in the Grand Void Illusory Realm.

Wang Wu's Comprehension and cultivation were a little lacking, but his reactions in combat were sharp.

Though far less famous than Ye Xu, he was worth a wager.

Li Xiuwen was cautious by nature. Even when he had money in his previous life, he had never dared touch the stock market, much less gamble, so he kept his stake small.

Besides, too many variables could affect a boxing match for the Grand Void Illusory Realm to simulate them all.

This time, he was only testing the waters.

If he backed more fights and called enough of them right, he could gradually raise his stakes.

He wasn't chasing a fortune, just money for medicine.

The battle began on the platform.

Ye Xu's fierce palm strikes drove Wang Wu back step by step.

From the first exchange, Wang Wu was on the defensive.

The spectators grew anxious.

"Should've known better than to get my hopes up."

"Damn it! Who was saying one kick beats ten palm strikes?"

"I'm finished. I put all five hundred on him. There goes half a year's work."

Curses rang out across the crowd.

Even the match referee looked grim.

He had asked a friend to place a bet on Wang Wu for him.

He had heard inside information: Wang Wu supposedly had a few tricks up his sleeve.

But from what he could see, that inside information was bullshit. Wang Wu had no hope of winning.

That so-called tip was probably a smokescreen from the Grand Arena Committee, bait to lure them into the trap.

Suddenly, the referee's eyes widened as Ye Xu