On the training ground, the spear tip, burning with golden flames, was firmly positioned in front of the Seventh Elder's throat.
The Seventh Elder stood frozen in place, staring at the Flaming Lance so close to him, his face extremely grim. He, Titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, had actually lost to a mere girl without even Martial Soul!
At this moment, the audience had completely erupted in cheers.
"Well done, Star!"
On March 7th, he excitedly jumped up from his seat, raised his hands high above his head, and waved them incessantly toward the center of the training ground.
"Hahaha! I knew you'd win! You truly are the Galactic Baseballer of our Astral Express!"
On the other side, Lin Yuan had already sat back down in his seat with a smile.
The betting terminal in front of him was automatically settling accounts, with dense numbers constantly jumping around. As the last bet was settled, Lin Yuan's smile grew brighter and brighter.
"Tsk tsk, no wonder he's Titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, that title is really useful."
Looking at the final statistics, Lin Yuan couldn't help but sigh.
As Titled Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect, the Seventh Elder possessed the Clear Sky Hammer, hailed as the number one Tool Martial Soul in the world, naturally attracting many people to place bets.
Especially those gamblers who firmly believe that Titled Douluo could never lose to a girl in her twenties, bet without hesitation.
Some of these guys even staked their entire fortune on the Seventh Elder, hoping to make a killing during this opportunity.
Now things are fine.
They lost so much money they almost had nothing left, not even their underwear.
Although quite a few people did win their bets on the stars, most of the bets still went to the Seventh Elder. After deducting the prize money to be paid out, Lin Yuan was still very satisfied with the remaining Credits.
"Not bad, not bad, another income today."
Lin Yuan was in a great mood and casually put away the settled accounts.
As for the prize that the Seventh Elder promised, that's a separate matter and can't be included in the calculation.
On the other side, March 7th also received notification of a successful bet.
She took out her Credits and watched the number on it rise rapidly; she was so happy she almost jumped for joy.
"I'm rich! I'm rich!"
On March 7th, after looking at the card again and again to make sure she hadn't miscounted the zeros, she excitedly grabbed Dan Heng's arm.
" Dan Heng! We're rich! Hahaha! So many Credits, enough to buy so many great things!"
Dan Heng, somewhat exasperated by her shaking, could only nod and say, "Yes, congratulations."
After a moment of joy, March 7th suddenly remembered something and looked at Dan Heng with some regret.
"What a pity, Dan Heng, why didn't you bet with us earlier? It would have been such a waste to miss such a great opportunity to make money!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Dan Heng take a Credits from the staff member next to him and put it into his pocket quite naturally.
The smile on March 7th's face froze instantly.
"???"
She blinked, glanced at Dan Heng's pocket, and then at his nonchalant face.
"Wait! Dan Heng!"
Dan Heng turned his head. "What's wrong?"
"Didn't you just not place a bet?!"
Dan Heng coughed softly and silently turned his gaze to the martial arts arena.
The weather is nice today.
"Come on! We clearly saw you put the card away! When did you secretly place the bet? Why didn't you tell us!"
Dan Heng didn't answer, but simply reached out and touched the Little Gold on his shoulder.
Little Gold seemed to understand March 7th's surprised expression, and nestled on Dan Heng's shoulder, letting out a few childish cries.
"Awooo! Awooo!"
The little guy kept barking and shaking his head, as if he were mocking March 7th.
March 7th was so angry that he pointed at it.
"Oh, Little Gold, even you're laughing at us along with Dan Heng!"
Little Gold immediately shrank its head back behind Dan Heng, leaving only its two small dragon horns showing, while its tail continued to wag happily.
Not far away, Aventurine was sitting leisurely in the audience, playing with a chip in his hand.
Seeing that the match was over, he waved to the staff member next to him.
The staff member immediately handed over a Credits.
Aventurine took the card, glanced at the amount on it, and then handed it to the Golden Dragon King next to him with a smile.
"Here's your card. Looks like you were lucky this time."
The Golden Dragon King took the card, saw the number on it, and immediately beamed with joy.
Having personally experienced the power of the Star Bat, he naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to bet on that old man from the Clear Sky Sect. Now that he had earned such a sum of Credits, his mood had improved considerably.
"Hahaha! Not bad, not bad! I knew that girl wouldn't lose!"
Aventurine nodded with a smile, adding considerately, "Congratulations! It seems you've taken another step closer to paying off the company's debts."
The smile on the Golden Dragon King's face vanished instantly.
He looked down at the Credits in his hand, and then thought of his two-hundred-year-long employment contract and the huge debt of 1.3 billion Credits on it.
The bonus that seemed so substantial just moments ago suddenly doesn't seem so appealing anymore.
"... Could you please not bring this up again?"
Aventurine simply smiled, tossed the chips into the air again, and skillfully caught them back in his palm.
In the center of the training ground, Xing heard March 7th's excited shouts.
"Star! We're rich!"
Xing's eyes lit up immediately.
She put away the Flaming Lance and turned to wave to the audience.
"Here I am!"
Now that the competition is over, there's no need for me to stay here any longer. Lin Yuan just promised that if I won, I'd not only get the prize money, but also an extra bonus.
Thinking about getting another batch of Credits, Xing was in a great mood and started walking off the field.
As for the Seventh Elder behind her, she didn't pay him any attention.
But the Seventh Elder was still standing there, stunned.
The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand had long since returned to its original state. He looked down at his hands, the image of the Flaming Lance pressed against his throat replaying in his mind.
We lost.
I actually lost.
And all of this happened in front of so many people, and he lost to a girl who looked to be no more than twenty years old!
The Seventh Elder slowly raised his head and looked around at the audience.
The cheers reached his ears, but they sounded particularly jarring to him.
Especially those gamblers who bet on him to win, many of them had already started hurling insults.
"Useless trash! What kind of bullshit Titled Douluo!"
"I thought the Clear Sky Hammer was really powerful! Turns out it can't even beat a little girl!"
"This is supposed to be the number one Tool Martial Soul in the world? Bah!"
"I've bet everything I have on you! You better live up to my expectations!"
Various curses and insults came from the audience, and the Seventh Elder's face grew increasingly grim.
He was proud of his status as an elder of the Clear Sky Sect throughout his life, and he was respected wherever he went after breaking through to the Titled Douluo.
I have never suffered such humiliation before.
Moreover, there are also many powerful figures from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the Spirit Hall present today.
This defeat has cost me more than just personal face.
And the glory of the Clear Sky Sect!
The Seventh Elder gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, the veins on his arms bulging.
impossible!
How could I possibly lose!
He had spent decades cultivating to break through to the Titled Douluo level and mastered many of the Clear Sky Sect's unique skills, yet he was easily defeated by a blond girl wielding a baseball bat.
If I go back like this, what will the other elders in the sect think of me? What will the sect leader think of me?
The Seventh Elder became increasingly unwilling to accept it.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the gray-haired girl who was walking away from him from the training ground.
She didn't even turn her head!
In her eyes, was she really so insignificant as a Titled Douluo?
"No... I haven't lost yet!"
The Seventh Elder's lips trembled, and his gaze gradually turned crazed.
"The glory of the Clear Sky Sect must not be ruined in my hands!"
He gripped the Clear Sky Hammer tightly, and his Soul Power began to circulate wildly within his body.
The next moment, a black Soul Ring began to tremble violently behind him.
"Snap!"
A crisp cracking sound rang out!
Cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the black Soul Ring, and then it exploded with a bang!
Ring Detonation!
The violent Soul Power surged into the Seventh Elder's body instantly, Clear Sky Hammer once again unleashed a terrifying aura, with dark golden patterns faintly appearing on the black hammer.
The Second Elder, who was initially feeling regretful, suddenly noticed the Soul Power fluctuations coming from the martial arts arena, and his expression changed drastically.
"Seventh Brother! What are you doing?!"
However, the Seventh Elder would not listen to any of anyone's advice.
He gripped the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands, staring ferociously at the star with its back to him, pouring all the power he had gained from the Ring Detonation into it.
"I have not lost!"
" Great Sumeru Hammer!"
With a roar, the Seventh Elder charged forward, his massive Clear Sky Hammer, imbued with violent Soul Power, slamming down hard on Xing's back!
With this strike, he held nothing back.
The cheering crowd in the stands suddenly fell silent.
No one expected that the Seventh Elder would suddenly make a move even after the competition had ended!
"Star! Watch out!"
Upon witnessing this scene on March 7th, he immediately exclaimed in surprise.
Xing heard the sound and instinctively turned around.
What came into view was the Clear Sky Hammer, which was already within arm's reach.
"Um?"
She raised an eyebrow slightly, preparing to make a move.
Just as the Clear Sky Hammer was about to hit her, the Seventh Elder suddenly felt a weight on her body.
A terrifying gravitational force descended without warning!
"Boom!"
The Seventh Elder suddenly plummeted downwards, his knees slamming hard into the ground, shattering the hard stone slab into pieces instantly.
The Clear Sky Hammer, which was about to strike the star, was forcibly suppressed, slamming both of his arms heavily onto the ground.
"Wh... what?!"
The Seventh Elder's eyes widened as he desperately tried to stand up by channeling his Soul Power, only to find himself as if he were being crushed by a mountain, making it extremely difficult even to lift his head.
Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound reached everyone's ears.
"Bite."
A black cane tapped lightly on the ground of the training ground.
The Seventh Elder raised his head with difficulty.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man dressed in dark clothes and wearing glasses appeared in front of Xing.
The man remained calm, his glasses reflecting the lights above the training ground, making it impossible to discern his expression.
His left hand held a cane, while in his other hand, a small, slowly rotating black hole floated!
A terrifying gravitational pull was constantly emanating from the black hole, pressing the Seventh Elder firmly to the ground.
The man looked down at the disheveled Seventh Elder and spoke calmly:
The match is over.
"Your behavior has gone a bit too far."