One Hundred to One

Su Ying winked at Lu Feng.

Lu Feng understood, stepped forward, and asked calmly, "I want to bet on Lu Feng to win the first place in the Hua Jin Realm. What are the odds?"

These words caused the crowd to become even more excited than before.

"Bet on Lu Feng to be number one? Doesn't this person know how strong Lu Shuang is?"

"Lu Shuang is a ruthless woman who has slain a fourth-tier demonic beast! She's the undisputed number one in the Hua Jin Realm! The odds of betting on her to win are only 1:1.1!"

"Who exactly is this person? We need to find out quickly..."

The fat man didn't even lift his eyelids, flipped through the ledger, and slowly recited a number:

"Lu Feng wins first place in the Hua Jin Realm, odds 1:100."

One to one hundred.

Without hesitation, Lu Feng took out his storage bag from his robes, removed all the Origin Crystal inside, and neatly arranged them on the table.

"Five thousand five hundred Origin Crystal, betting on Lu Feng to be number one."

This is all he has.

The fat man raised his eyebrows, glanced at Lu Feng, and gestured with his chin towards the disciple beside him.

The disciple skillfully counted and entered the items into the accounts, then tore off a receipt and handed it over with both hands.

"I'm also betting 10,000 Origin Crystal; Lu Feng will be number one."

Su Ying spoke again, took out another storage bag, and threw it on the table without even looking at it.

The surroundings fell silent again, then erupted into an even louder roar.

With 10,000 crystals, plus the 50,000 from before, Su Ying alone has bet 60,000 Origin Crystal on Lu Feng.

This number already ranks among the top in the betting pool for those at the Hua Jin level.

Lu Feng and Su Ying turned and left amidst the varied gazes of the crowd.

The murmurs only resumed after the two figures disappeared into the depths of the crowd.

"Those two are Su Ying and Lu Feng! It's not surprising that they bet on themselves."

"Oh, it's really you. Well, I'm not following you. You're just trying to bolster your own image."

"I don't think so. Who is Su Ying? She's ranked third among Grandmaster, so her judgment can't be bad. She dared to bet 60,000, so maybe this Lu Feng really has something."

"What do you know? You all know who Lu Shuang is."

"Who cares? The bookmaker made a fortune; Fatty Jin is rolling in money this time..."

The sounds from the crowd gradually faded into the distance.

Lu Feng and Su Ying remained silent the entire way until they returned to their cave. Su Ying then pulled Lu Feng into the secret chamber and closed the door behind her.

"It seems you're much stronger than I imagined."

Su Ying's aloofness vanished, replaced by a gleam of eager anticipation in her eyes.

"Come on, let's have a fight!"

"Senior sister, the competition is just around the corner, what if..."

Don't worry, it won't hurt you!

Su Ying interrupted him and added,

"Go all out, no holding back. I've spent so much money betting on you, I need to see for myself if it was worth it."

Before she finished speaking, she swayed and struck Lu Feng with her palm.

Lu Feng knew he couldn't avoid this.

He casually drew his Ink-Sunken Saber, channeled his Nei Jin, and unleashed the Phantom Steps in an instant.

Inside the secret chamber, three figures of Lu Feng appeared simultaneously.

Each one carried the exact same aura fluctuations, and the folds of their robes were perfectly identical.

Su Ying's palm strike paused slightly, her gaze quickly sweeping over the three Lu Feng, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

Although she had heard Qin Shuang mention Lu Feng's exceptional movement techniques before, she only realized after witnessing it firsthand that this technique was far more troublesome than she had imagined.

"Lightning Control Technique!"

Without further hesitation, she conjured a ball of purple lightning at her fingertips and shot it toward one of the figures.

At the same time, her true form swept away like a wisp of smoke towards another path.

The lightning ball pierced through the first phantom and crashed into the ground, scattering debris everywhere.

Su Ying's hand passed right through the second figure without any hindrance.

Both are fake.

"Not good!"

Alarm bells rang in Su Ying's mind.

She turned around abruptly and saw the third Lu Feng already raising his Ink-Sunken Saber and slashing down at her head.

The Saber Force struck with a heavy, powerful force, like a mountain pressing down. The stone bricks beneath her feet had already cracked inch by inch before the blade even landed.

Su Ying had no time to dodge. She clasped her hands together and instantly activated her True Essence to protect herself.

A nearly transparent protective shield of Gang Qi enveloped her entire body.

The Ink-Sunken Saber slammed heavily against the protective shield, producing a muffled "boom".

Su Ying was forced back several meters before she could barely stand.

Lu Feng used all his strength in this strike, and the attack was imbued with momentum.

An ordinary Early Grandmaster would definitely not be able to withstand the protective True Essence as easily as Su Ying.

"Your strike was powerful and heavy; I certainly wouldn't gain the upper hand in a head-on confrontation."

Su Ying's voice came from the same spot, but her figure was no longer there.

"But your problem is also obvious: once you've made your move, it's too slow to change your strategy."

At this moment, Su Ying appeared behind the third figure and struck out with a palm.

Su Ying's hand flashed past in the afterimage.

"Fake?!"

Su Ying was startled. This palm strike, which seemed certain to land, had actually struck the illusion.

Just then, she sensed a crisis approaching.

"Purple Lightning Body Protection!"

Without further hesitation, she formed hand seals, and a layer of purple lightning instantly illuminated her body.

The lightning bolts moved erratically across the surface of the shield, crackling and popping.

Almost simultaneously, Lu Feng's true form appeared behind Su Ying, and the Ink-Sunken Saber slashed down again.

"When!"

The blade struck the lightning shield, but the shield was extremely hard, Lu Feng was directly deflected.

Purple lightning bolts shot along the blade into his arms, numbing both of them.

Lu Feng landed heavily, taking several steps back before regaining his balance.

Su Ying stood still, without moving an inch.

"Alright, alright."

Seeing that Lu Feng had regained his footing, Su Ying waved her hand to dispel the Purple Lightning Body Protection, and the excitement on her face subsided somewhat.

"I've witnessed your movement technique; it's truly impressive. There aren't many at the Hua Jin Realm who can keep up with you. With this skill alone, winning the championship isn't out of the question."

She was telling the truth.

The afterimages of the Phantom Steps changed so fast that even she, Mid-Stage Grandmaster, couldn't distinguish between the real and the fake.

Among opponents at the Hua Jin level, probably no one could withstand this movement technique.

Lu Feng didn't reply. He looked down at his arm; the numbness there had almost subsided.

He stretched his shoulders and suddenly looked up.

"Senior sister, don't rush."

"What? You want to fight again? I've already seen your movements, there's no need to fight again."

"It's not a movement technique."

Lu Feng put the Ink-Sunken Saber back into his storage bag, his hands hanging at his sides.

"I want to test just how much of an attack my body can withstand."

Su Ying was stunned for a moment, then remembered that Qin Shuang had mentioned to her that Lu Feng had cultivated a very rare physical technique, and his physical strength far exceeded that of others of the same level.

When she used her Purple Lightning Body Protection to deflect his Saber Force, she didn't actually cause any damage to his physical body.

Thinking about it this way, she became somewhat interested.

"You mean, I should use my Lightning Control Technique to blast you?"

"Yes." Lu Feng nodded.

"Starting from low and gradually increasing the force, I want to test my limits."

"Have you thought this through?" Su Ying's gaze turned serious.

"While the Lightning Control Technique isn't my strongest skill, Grandmaster- level attack can still kill if it lands."