Chapter 684: Ten Battles in a Row
Yan Gang saw Wu Qingcheng and others come to register, and immediately signed up as well.
Whether he kills Wu Qingcheng or Ye Liuyun, he can avenge Wu Qingcheng's humiliation of him.
Wu Qingcheng's realm has already broken through to Yin‑Yang Duality, yet she might still encounter him.
In his eyes, Ye Liuyun is just an inconspicuous minor character. He thinks he can take him down easily.
Although Wu Qingcheng ignored him, her Divine Sense still noticed him.
"Liuyun, an annoying guy is following!" Wu Qingcheng sent a Transmission Voice to Ye Liuyun.
"Yan Gang? No need to worry, if I face him, one move will finish him!" Ye Liuyun didn't even give Yan Gang a proper look.
Yet from start to finish, he kept watching the surroundings. He even saw the moment Wu Qingcheng ignored Yan Gang.
He even noticed Yan Gang's later malicious glare at Wu Qingcheng. He had long known Yan Gang harbored hatred toward her.
If Yan Gang meets him first, death is certain.
If he meets Lei Ming and Long Nv first, Ye Liuyun is sure the guy won't gain any advantage.
His True Essence Quality is too ordinary; his bloodline and Divine Soul Power can't match Lei Ming or Long Nv.
Even against Wu Qingcheng, if she uses a divine artifact, she could still beat him.
Immediately Ye Liuyun transmitted to everyone, telling them not to hold back if they face Yan Gang.
Ye Liuyun himself couldn't understand these prestigious clan youths' sense of superiority—so quick to despise others and disregard them!
Each of them is petty, and even a trivial matter can spark their desire for revenge.
"Logically, those living beyond the realm shouldn't be frogs in a well, right?"
While Ye Liuyun was daydreaming, a Steward suddenly called his name.
"Ye Liuyun, to battle."
"So quickly to me?"
Ye Liuyun muttered, rose instantly, and went to the preparation zone.
Opposite the preparation zone stood a Martial Cultivator also at Yin‑Yang Triple level, over ten years older, looking weathered.
On the stands, Du Yan saw Ye Liuyun emerge and immediately ran gleefully to place a bet.
"Money's coming!" he shouted while running, smiling.
The casino's odds for Ye Liuyun were 1:5. He bet ten Spirit Stones and could earn fifty back.
This made Du Yan burst into hearty laughter.
"Thanks, thanks!" he hurriedly thanked the casino staff, leaving them bewildered.
But smelling his strong alcohol scent, the casino people relaxed.
They've seen many gamblers who are alcohol addicts. They've encountered every kind of lunatic, so nothing surprises them.
Soon the preparation zone doors opened, and Ye Liuyun and the ground Martial Cultivator entered the combat arena together.
"So young, you come here to die? You can still admit defeat now! If I act, I'll twist your head off and kick it like a ball!"
The opposing Martial Cultivator also looked down on Ye Liuyun.
Ye Liuyun was despised again!
Ye Liuyun was speechless!
"Enough, no more chatter!" he thought, drew his Demon Slaying Sword, and swung a single slash across.
The slash instantly appeared right before the Martial Cultivator's neck.
One strike, and his head was cut off.
He then tossed out, "Still want to twist my head? Where does your confidence come from!"
The surrounding audience, some hadn't even seen it, the fight was already over!
"It's over already? How did that kid win?" someone not watching the stage asked nearby.
"He just raised his sword once, and the guy's head fell off!" the nearby low‑level spectator said, not fully understanding.
Boom!
The whole audience exploded with excitement; some cheered Ye Liuyun.
Many began to discuss him.
"That Golden Pupil kid, he's got skill!"
"It can't be coincidence, can it? Same realm, yet such a huge gap?"
"Did that kid secretly use some treasure we didn't see?"
The gamblers who thought Ye Liuyun would lose started shouting curses. The surrounding clamor was chaotic.
He sheathed his sword, and to the Steward beside him said, "May I continue the fight right away?"
The audience, hearing that, instantly got excited.
"That kid's got guts!"
"Yeah, pretty interesting, hope he doesn't die too early!"
The Steward naturally agreed to this audience‑stimulating move.
So Ye Liuyun stayed put, waiting for the next opponent.
Du Yan just fetched his loot. Seeing Ye Liuyun unmoving, he immediately reclaimed his ten premium Spirit Stone stake, then bet the fifty premium Spirit Stones he just won on Ye Liuyun's victory, regardless of who the opponent was.
Betting without knowing the opponent is undoubtedly the highest odds.
Thus Du Yan again got a 1:5 odds.
When Ye Liuyun's opponent appeared, being a relatively ordinary Martial Cultivator, his odds dropped to 1:3.
The casino sets odds based on the Martial Cultivator's strength; the stronger the combatant or the weaker the opponent, the lower the odds.
"Ha ha, I'm rich!" Du Yan rubbed his hands, eagerly awaiting the result.
As soon as he saw Ye Liuyun's opponent, he knew Ye Liuyun was sure to win.
This Martial Cultivator's strength is about the same as the previous one's. Ye Liuyun should likewise win. So right now, he is looking forward to collecting the Spirit Stones.
Sure enough, as soon as the match began, Ye Liuyun again used Yi Dao, directly splitting his opponent from inside to outside.
However, this time the Martial Cultivator opposite didn't say anything excessive, so Ye Liuyun also spared his life.
"Wow, it ended with Yi Dao again!"
The spectators below started cheering again.
Du Yan, meanwhile, gleefully ran to collect his winnings. This time he simply stood where he was and didn't move.
Because he saw that Ye Liuyun hadn't exerted much effort at all, he expected Ye Liuyun to demand another fight right away.
His guess was spot-on; Ye Liuyun indeed directly demanded another fight.
Thus, Du Yan again put together the 250 top-grade Spirit Stones he had just won and the 50 top-grade Spirit Stones as his stake, and bet them all on Ye Liuyun winning.
The odds were the same five-to-one. Du Yan was so pleased he couldn't stop grinning, standing right there and not bothering to go back and forth.
Thus Ye Liuyun fought ten matches in a row before stepping down to rest. Every bout ended with Yi Dao.
Du Yan, meanwhile, had a huge haul, scooping a large pile of top-grade Spirit Stones into his Storage Ring, his profits overflowing.
The surrounding spectators had all been shocked by Ye Liuyun now. They had never seen anyone win ten matches in a row so easily.
It seemed Ye Liuyun hadn't even used much True Essence, simply relying on blade intent to win ten matches in a row.
End of Chapter
