Chapter 681: Arena Betting

In this bout, the betting house offered odds of 1:1 for the big guy and 1:2 for the little guy.

Although the big guy's odds were higher, more people still bet on him to win. Many spectators know him; he has the nickname Li Shen and is somewhat famous.

Ye Liuyun watched for a while, then had Wu Qingcheng place a bet on the little guy to win.

Du Yan, just seated again, saw Ye Liuyun having Wu Qingcheng bet and immediately followed, also wagering ten premium Crystal Stones on the little guy to win.

Wu Qingcheng directly took out two hundred premium Spirit Stones, betting on the little guy to win.

"Miss, that little guy will definitely lose!" a young gentleman nearby said, having stared at the few beauties since Ye Liuyun and the others entered.

Seeing Wu Qingcheng place a bet, he took the chance to come over and greet her.

He thought his Yin‑Yang Fourth Level cultivation was higher than that of the Golden Pupil youth beside Wu Qingcheng, making him even more competitive.

However, Wu Qingcheng only glanced at him, not giving him a proper look.

The young gentleman, however, continued to explain: "That big guy, known as Li Shen, can deliver a punch with Yin‑Yang Third/Fourth Level force. As for the little guy, I doubt he could even take a single punch."

Wu Qingcheng finished her paperwork, turned and left, not even glancing back at him.

The young gentleman followed up, saying, "How should I address you, miss? I am an inner disciple of the Fire Cloud Sect, named Yan Gang; I wonder if I might have the honor…"

Before he could finish, Wu Qingcheng had already walked away, showing no intention of responding.

Yan Gang was left embarrassed, standing awkwardly in place.

The people nearby saw this and couldn't help laughing out loud; some even started heckling.

"Hmph! Pretending to be lofty!"

Yan Gang, mocked by the crowd and unable to act in the arena, could only utter a resentful remark, flick his sleeve, and turn back to his seat.

Wu Qingcheng had seen many people like him, so she didn't mind at all.

After returning to his seat, Du Yan asked Ye Liuyun, "What did you base your judgment on that the little guy would win?"

"I guessed blindly; their abilities are about equal. I just don't like the big guy!" Ye Liuyun said casually.

"Damn… you almost got me killed!" Du Yan, just seated, immediately sprang up, ran back to the betting area, and wagered twenty premium Spirit Stones on Li Shen to win.

Ye Liuyun's mouth twitched upward, but he smiled secretly in his heart.

As someone who gathers resources everywhere, how could he waste his own money.

Since he wasn't 100% certain, he wouldn't let Wu Qingcheng act.

Ye Liuyun's Golden Pupil had already seen through the two of them. The short guy's True Essence Quality was inherently a tier higher than Li Shen's.

Moreover, his cultivation level was about to breakthrough, so he was also above Li Shen's Yin‑Yang Second Level Mid‑Stage.

In a Martial Cultivator contest, one cannot judge by size nor by brute force.

Even based on the little guy's restrained temperament, Ye Liuyun wouldn't bet that the big guy would win.

When Du Yan sat back down, Li Shen had already engaged the little guy.

Li Shen started with a full‑force assault, taking the upper hand.

"Fortunately I also bet on Li Shen to win, so I can still profit; otherwise this round would have been a loss!" Du Yan said relieved.

Ye Liuyun said nothing. Wu Qingcheng and the others covered their mouths and giggled.

They all trusted Ye Liuyun's judgment and were waiting to see Du Yan's expression of disadvantage.

From afar, Yan Gang saw Wu Qingcheng covering her mouth and smiling, and a malicious feeling rose in his heart.

"When you lose money later, see if you can still smile! Damn woman, you made me lose face. I hope you don't get caught by me!"

His gaze at Wu Qingcheng now was filled with resentment.

In the arena, the little guy was still defending with full force, remaining on the defensive.

"Ah, blocked again!"

Du Yan watched the two fight nervously; each time Li Shen's attack was blocked, he felt regret.

He began to worry; although Li Shen clearly held the advantage, he couldn't secure a victory.

Ye Liuyun suddenly spoke, "The outcome will be clear soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little guy, as if controlled by him, single‑handedly deflected Li Shen's attack, then immediately threw a punch that sent Li Shen flying.

Li Shen, the big brute, went "Boom" and crashed heavily to the ground; his several attempts to stand were futile.

"Kill him, kill him!" the audience on the stage shouted.

However, the little guy simply held back, not taking the chance to follow up with another punch.

The surrounding spectators immediately booed, expressing strong displeasure at the little guy's restraint.

Those who had bet on Li Shen to win began to curse outright.

When Li Shen first entered, they had cheered him excitedly; in the blink of an eye, all sorts of vicious language were unleashed.

Ye Liuyun felt deeply disappointed with these spectators. Wu Qingcheng and the others wore expressions of disgust.

But the one with an even worse complexion than them was Du Yan.

Usually he is quite steady, but now he seemed unable to accept loss, slapping his thigh and regretting his bet on Li Shen.

"Am I not being despicable? Rushing to deliver the money!"

But he still stood up to claim his share from the little guy. Thanks to his earlier small bet on the little guy, his loss wasn't greater.

Wu Qingcheng also went to collect four hundred premium Spirit Stones, making the group of gamblers eye them greedily.

Yan Gang's expression from afar grew even uglier!

He had originally hoped to see Wu Qingcheng lose, but it turned out his own judgment was wrong!

"Li Shen, that fool, must have skipped breakfast!"

He felt Li Shen had embarrassed him, so he cursed him inwardly, and his hatred toward Wu Qingcheng deepened.

In the next few bouts, although Du Yan asked Ye Liuyun for predictions each time, he never spoke again.

He realized that when Du Yan's gambling addiction kicked in, he seemed like a completely different person, somewhat irrational.

Du Yan saw he wasn't speaking and also guessed his thoughts.

"Ah, why are you being so serious! I finally managed to relax and let loose, and you won't let me have fun to my heart's content!"

Ye Liuyun only relaxed after hearing him say that.

"Turns out this guy is deliberately letting loose a bit to relieve his tense nerves."

Ye Liuyun felt that this way of relaxing wasn't wrong either.

Moreover, Du Yan always bets ten or twenty top-grade Spirit Stones each time, never more.

The Food Star Beast blood he sold earned him over ten thousand Spirit Stones, so he didn't mind this small amount.

So afterwards, Ye Liuyun also let loose. On several occasions when he felt especially confident, he bet correctly.