Bet Again

"I..."

Ao Feng's throat seemed clogged by a mouthful of phlegm, leaving him utterly unable to speak.

How could he have imagined that Lu Ren was actually this powerful?

When he had wagered a battle against Lu Ren, he had never considered the possibility of losing. He had only wanted to win all those Intent Crystals back. He had thought victory was a sure thing, yet he had ended up stumbling headfirst into a ditch.

How could he possibly produce one hundred and eighty Intent Crystals?

"Are you planning not to pay?"

Lu Ren's voice turned cold. "Quite a few disciples know about our wagered battle. If you dare deny the debt, then I can only report this to Elder Bai Mo!"

"B-But I simply don't have that many Intent Crystals!"

Ao Feng looked as though he wanted to cry without tears, wishing he could find a crack in the ground and crawl straight into it.

"If you don't have them, you can use Spirit Stones to settle the debt!"

Lu Ren said.

One hundred and eighty Intent Crystals was indeed no small sum. Ordinary people simply could not afford it.

"But I don't have that many Spirit Stones either!"

Ao Feng's face flushed crimson.

One Intent Crystal was worth ten thousand High-grade Spirit Stones. One hundred and eighty of them meant one hundred and eighty million High-grade Spirit Stones.

Let alone him, even many geniuses on the Hidden Dragon Ranking might not be able to produce such an amount in one go.

"Ao Feng, what is going on?"

At that moment, an icy voice sounded, and Ao Wanli descended.

Ao Feng's eyes rolled, and tears streamed down his face as he shouted, "Senior Brother Ao Wanli, you have to save me! Lu Ren is clearly a genius on the