Chapter 1377 |
Chapter 1377: Reversal
Two Demon General Realm treasures.
Enough to drive all the gamblers into a frenzy.
Most people had already placed their bets on the Jade Dragon Scholar, and now they were even more eager to wager, determined to push the total value of the bets on the table to surpass Su Jingzhen’s two spirit tools.
Seeing Su Jingzhen casually fondling the two women in his arms, the onlookers became even more convinced that he was nothing more than a spoiled young master from a major sect, here for some experience. They assumed he had no understanding of the dynamics on the battle platform and felt even more confident in their bets.
Meanwhile, the two women in Su Jingzhen’s arms also showed a hint of surprise. Although their task was indeed to lure Su Jingzhen into gambling, his casual display of two Demon General Realm spirit tools was beyond their expectations.
Whether Su Jingzhen won or lost, his actions would greatly stimulate the enthusiasm of the gamblers at the third battle platform, ensuring they would receive a hefty commission.
However, since Su Jingzhen had already given them gifts earlier, they couldn’t help but offer a word of caution.
“Young master, it seems the Jade Dragon Scholar is the crowd favorite. Why did you place your bet on Zhu Kuang? It might not be the safest choice,” one of the women said softly.
Hearing this, Su Jingzhen raised an eyebrow and then laughed arrogantly, giving the women a playful slap on their voluptuous figures.
“No matter. If I lose, so be it. I have plenty of such spirit tools. They mean nothing to me.”
Su Jingzhen didn’t lower his voice when he spoke, and nearly everyone in the vicinity heard him. The gamblers grew even more excited. They loved dealing with such a wealthy and extravagant young master.
As the crowd buzzed with discussion, the battle between Zhu Kuang and the Jade Dragon Scholar began. The energy barrier around the platform rose, preventing the fight from affecting the spectators below.
The two combatants, both at the sixth stage of the Demon Sage Realm, unleashed their auras. Zhu Kuang swung his giant axe toward the Jade Dragon Scholar with a fierce, wide-arcing motion. His fighting style was bold and aggressive, and his attacks carried considerable force.
However, the Jade Dragon Scholar simply dodged lightly, not even allowing Zhu Kuang to touch a single hair on his head.
“Hahaha, I told you the Jade Dragon Scholar would dominate Zhu Kuang!”
“With that kind of speed, Zhu Kuang doesn’t stand a chance.”
“Once that brute exhausts himself, the Jade Dragon Scholar only needs to counterattack once to finish him.”
“Hahaha, those two Demon General Realm spirit tools from that clueless newcomer will soon be mine!”
As the crowd chattered, they saw Zhu Kuang swing his axe over a dozen times without landing a single hit on the Jade Dragon Scholar. Zhu Kuang’s frustration grew, while the Jade Dragon Scholar remained calm, holding a short sword and waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
When Zhu Kuang unleashed another powerful axe strike, his aura faltered for a brief moment. Seizing the opportunity, the Jade Dragon Scholar’s eyes gleamed with determination. It was time to counterattack.
With a series of rapid steps, the Jade Dragon Scholar created over a dozen afterimages on the platform. His short sword gleamed with a cold, deadly light as he aimed to slash Zhu Kuang’s throat.
Seeing this, the spectators below grew even more excited. If this strike landed, the battle would be over.
“It’s over. Zhu Kuang won’t survive this strike.”
However, Su Jingzhen and Mo Xuantian, standing nearby, only smirked. They had confidently bet two Demon General Realm spirit tools because they had some faith in Zhu Kuang. With Mo Xuantian’s Demon King-level cultivation, he had already noticed something unusual about Zhu Kuang.
Sure enough, Zhu Kuang suddenly pulled back his giant axe, using it to block the strike aimed at his throat. The sword slashed across his chest instead, leaving a deep, bloody gash.
The sight of blood only heightened the excitement of the crowd. Their breathing grew heavier as they eyed the treasures on the betting table.
“Young master, what a pity. Zhu Kuang looked strong, but he’s still going to lose,” the two women in Su Jingzhen’s arms said with a hint of regret.
But Su Jingzhen simply smiled again. “Don’t worry. It’s not over yet.”
As soon as he spoke, a bloody light, tinged with a sinister purple hue, began to glow from Zhu Kuang’s chest. The crowd was stunned.
“Why is his aura becoming even more violent? He took a serious hit, but instead of weakening, he’s getting stronger!”
“Something’s not right! Zhu Kuang isn’t as simple as he seems.”
“Is he about to turn the tables?”
As Zhu Kuang’s transformation continued, many in the crowd began to feel uneasy, especially those who had placed heavy bets on the Jade Dragon Scholar, hoping to win Su Jingzhen’s two spirit tools.
Zhu Kuang’s aura continued to surge, breaking through the sixth stage of the Demon Sage Realm and reaching the seventh stage. But it didn’t stop there. Under the Jade Dragon Scholar’s increasingly grim expression, Zhu Kuang’s power climbed to the peak of the Demon Sage Realm.
Zhu Kuang’s eyes were filled with madness and killing intent as he glared at the Jade Dragon Scholar. “You managed to cut me. Not bad. But now, it’s over!”
With a burst of speed, Zhu Kuang closed the distance in an instant and swung his axe with devastating force. The Jade Dragon Scholar, despite his agility, found himself unable to dodge this time.
“No, no! I surrender!” The Jade Dragon Scholar’s calm demeanor shattered, replaced by sheer terror.
But in the Blood Demon Battle Arena, surrender meant nothing. Once you stepped onto the platform, it was a fight to the death.
In the next moment, Zhu Kuang’s axe flashed, and the Jade Dragon Scholar’s body was cleaved in two. He was dead before he hit the ground.
The arena fell silent for a few breaths before erupting into chaos.
“Zhu Kuang actually won! After his transformation, the Jade Dragon Scholar couldn’t even withstand a single strike!”
“No, this can’t be real! I bet so much on the Jade Dragon Scholar, and now he’s dead!”
Many began to wail in despair. Those who had hoped to win Su Jingzhen’s two Demon General Realm treasures now found themselves losing everything instead. Some even turned their furious gazes toward Su Jingzhen.
“Newcomer, some things aren’t meant for you to take. If you withdraw your bet now, you might still leave this Blood Demon Battle Arena alive.”
It wasn’t uncommon for big winners to be coerced into giving up their winnings under threat of death. The arena would only take its standard 30% cut and wouldn’t interfere.
Su Jingzhen felt dozens of hostile auras locking onto him. One of the gamblers sneered, “You think you can just walk away with all that?”
The killing intent in the air was palpable, and the arena’s staff simply watched from the sidelines, making no move to intervene. In this place, the law of the jungle reigned supreme.
But Su Jingzhen didn’t even glance at them. Instead, he turned to the two women in his arms and asked, “Since I’ve won the bulk of the bets, can I take my winnings now? Or does the Blood Demon Battle Arena need to handle the distribution?”
The women, still in shock, replied instinctively, “No, that’s not necessary. The Blood Demon Battle Arena has simple rules. You can take your share directly from the table, but you must leave 30% as the arena’s cut.”
Su Jingzhen raised an eyebrow. The arena’s rules were straightforward, and he liked that.
The treasures on the table were varied, and everyone seemed to follow an unspoken rule: take only what you’ve won. Su Jingzhen retrieved his two Demon General Realm spirit tools and reached for the other items on the table. As he did so, the killing intent from the gamblers who had lost heavily grew even more intense.
“How dare you!”
“If you take those, there will be no peaceful resolution. Newcomer, think carefully!”
The threats were blatant, but Su Jingzhen only smiled. If these people were provoked into attacking him right here, it would be even better.
“Why wouldn’t I dare? If I don’t take what’s rightfully mine, wouldn’t that be laughable?”
With a flick of his wrist, a dark light flashed, and Su Jingzhen collected his winnings, leaving only the 30% cut for the arena. The gamblers who had lost heavily were now seething with rage.
“Kill him!”
These gamblers, having lost everything, were now blinded by anger. They couldn’t tolerate being bested by a newcomer.
But just as their auras surged and they prepared to attack Su Jingzhen, a group of enforcers from the arena arrived.
“If you want to kill someone, do it on the battle platform! Don’t disrupt the order of the gambling hall.”
An old man in simple robes, exuding the aura of a Demon General Realm expert, stepped forward, instantly suppressing the crowd. He glanced at Su Jingzhen with a hint of curiosity. Such a bold newcomer was a rare sight.
“Newcomer, you seem quite confident. How about a deathmatch on the battle platform? Do you dare?”
One of the gamblers, a Demon Sage Realm expert who had lost the most, stepped forward, locking his aura onto Su Jingzhen.
But Su Jingzhen only looked at him and sneered, uttering one word:
“Idiot.”