Chapter 754: He Wagered One Billion on His Own Victory

Xiong Ba sent out Ruffian Panda, Bai Jing sent out Fossil Wyvern.

"The match begins!"

The referee didn't dare delay even half a moment—he was just a small referee, and he couldn't afford to provoke a big star like Xiong Ba!

"The battle has begun!"

"Setting aside raw strength, the situation is unfavorable for Master Xiong Ba. Not only is his attribute countered, but the opponent also holds the aerial advantage. Still, Master Xiong Ba fought his way up to rank three hundred, so naturally he has a way to handle this."

Xiong Ba sneered coldly: "Kid, I must teach you a profound lesson, so you'll understand what it means to respect your elders."

Bai Jing said flatly: "A mere stepping stone—what's there to respect?"

"You… Good! Very good! You've thoroughly enraged me!"

"You think hiding in the air means I can't touch you? Then you're sorely mistaken!"

"Ruffian Panda, show him your ultimate move!"

Ruffian Panda stomped hard, the arena cracked apart, scooped up a few chunks of rubble with one paw, and hurled them straight at the Fossil Wyvern!

A whistling sound rang out as the rubble transformed into bullets!

"Here it is—Master Xiong Ba's signature skill! The rubble Ruffian Panda hurls carries the power of a shotgun. This very move has defeated countless opponents; no one dares to fly in front of them… uh…"

The host couldn't continue, because the shotgun-like rubble was easily neutralized by a single light flap of the Fossil Wyvern's wings!

"Wow~ Is this the power of the Demon King contestant? Truly formidable! It seems Master Xiong Ba has met his match!"

Xiong Ba's face was full of shock. "How could this be?"

"Is that your ultimate move?"

Bai Jing's mocking tone made Xiong Ba's face flush crimson with embarrassment!

"Let me show you what a real ultimate move looks like!"

"Sharp Stone Assault!"

The Fossil Wyvern beat its wings, and dense clusters of sharp stones materialized in the sky—terrifying to behold!

"Heavens, a barrage of sharp stones on this scale… just how powerful must the Demon King contestant's true strength be?"

"Go!"

The Fossil Wyvern let out a great roar, and the sharp stones became a rain of arrows, raining down a dense barrage on Ruffian Panda below!

Xiong Ba wiped his cold sweat. "Empty intimidation—watch me shatter them!"

"Ruffian Panda, Bullet Fist!"

Ruffian Panda's arms transformed into machine guns, blasting the incoming rain of sharp stones—the speed was so extreme it even produced afterimages!

But the rain of arrows seemed endless, the strikes coming from every direction. As the saying goes, two fists can't fight against four hands—Ruffian Panda was quickly overwhelmed.

The arena was filled with constant booming sounds, along with Ruffian Panda's anguished screams!

When the rain of arrows finally stopped, the crowd saw the entire arena riddled with holes. Ruffian Panda lay motionless in a crater, in a most pitiful state.

"How is it? How is it? Can Ruffian Panda still get up?"

After the referee stepped forward to confirm, he announced excitedly: "Ruffian Panda is unable to battle—the Demon King contestant wins!"

"Is this real? It's truly unbelievable!"

"Today we have witnessed the birth of a miracle!"

"Let us offer thunderous applause to congratulate our rising superstar, the Demon King contestant!"

For a moment, the applause roared like thunder!

"I actually lost to a newcomer!"

Xiong Ba was still drowning in disbelief, unable to pull himself out!

No one pays attention to the loser—only curses follow!

"Pathetic!"

Leaving behind a single contemptuous remark, Bai Jing turned and departed, his back radiating such lofty solitude and mystery!

In a VIP room, Lin Xiaole's gaze burned as it fixed on that tall, upright figure.

"¨〃I have to admit, this guy is really charming on the arena. No wonder Xiaoshuang is utterly smitten with him!"

"Sigh~ It seems impossible to drive him away now. He's already shown considerable value—the arena will definitely want to work with him!"

Just like in this match, most people bet on Xiong Ba to win, so the arena made quite a profit.

Of course, if it weren't for the enormous sum Bai Jing wagered, Lin Xiaole would probably be even happier.

"How much did he bet on himself?"

"One billion!"

Lin Xiaole spat out a mouthful of tea. "How much did you say?"

The assistant said helplessly: "Manager, he bet one billion on himself to win!"

"Doesn't that mean…"

"That's right. The bets placed on this match aren't even enough to pay him off—the arena has to make up the difference!"

Lin Xiaole's expression instantly became extraordinarily colorful!