klisemfg Chapter 2350
Chapter 2350
Winged Mang's arrogant and humiliating challenge was like a raging fire, igniting all the humiliation and anger that had been building up in Chen Xuan's heart.
He staggered to his feet, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth; the crimson stain on his fingertips added to his madness. An uncontrollable rage surged to his head; Chen Xuan's eyes were bloodshot. He abruptly flipped his hand, took out the last of the seven-colored immortal gold, and hurled it at the True Immortal Puppet like a shooting star, roaring:
"I bet! I'll bet my life on you! Winged Blade, don't look down on me like that!"
Dao Yi, Lu Xueqi, and the others were shocked to see this and rushed forward to stop them, urgently shouting to the True Immortal Puppet, "Referee, we're not betting anymore!"
"Get out of my way!" Chen Xuan shouted sharply, his eyes as sharp as knives. "The Seven-Colored Immortal Gold is mine, and I decide what to do with it!"
He turned and stared intently at Winged Light, a maniacal smile spreading across his face: "Alright, since this is the last round, how about we raise the stakes again? Winged Light, do you dare to take the bet?"
Chi Mang sneered upon hearing this, secretly delighted—this was exactly what he wanted: Chen Xuan's desperate reaction to defeat, his loss of composure, and the collapse of his Dao heart.
"Hahaha, what's there to be afraid of? As long as you can afford to lose, I'll play along to the end!" With a flap of his golden wings, a terrifying aura surged like a tide, and a gale swept across the ground. "I'm only afraid that if you lose, you'll deny it, bringing shame upon your Flame Dragon Realm!"
The True Immortal Puppet caught the last Seven-Colored Immortal Gold, and its cold voice rang out again: "Chen Xuan of the Flame Dragon Realm, bets one Seven-Colored Immortal Gold, equivalent to ninety million Chaos Units."
As soon as the words fell, the betting pool in the Flame Dragon Realm lit up again in the sky, with a radiant glow of 90 million Chaos Units shooting into the heavens, a stark contrast to the previous zero.
"Hahaha! In that case, senior referee, please release the external isolation array!" Chen Xuan, acting like a madman, raised his hand and pointed straight to the sky, "Let all the anxious seniors outside come in and place their bets! This battle will be decided in one fell swoop, with unlimited betting!"
Upon hearing this, Zi Chen's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock, while Jue Wuqing roared in fury, "Are you insane! You're going to drag the Flame Dragon Realm into an abyss of no return!"
The True Immortal Puppet stared at Chen Xuan, its tone grave: "This battle will decide the outcome. If you lose, after deducting 90 million Chaos Units, the excess amount wagered must be repaid by your sect. According to the rules of Boundless City, such enormous debts are usually settled with death."
"I don't care! I'm going to beat this bastard!" Chen Xuan's acting was perfect. His emotions, actions and words all fit the image of a gambler who had lost everything and gone completely crazy - his eyes were bloodshot, his voice was hoarse, and even the blood in his body was deliberately surging, making him seem almost out of control.
"If that's the case, then so be it." The True Immortal Puppet raised its hand and waved, and the isolation array outside the outside world was activated with a bang.
In an instant, powerful auras burst through the void, and a large number of True Immortals and Immortal Kings surged into the arena like a tide.
The arena for life and death has limited space, and only high-level cultivators are allowed to pass. Cultivators at the Void Reversal Realm and Celestial Immortal Realm can only watch helplessly from outside the formation, regretting that they did not arrive in time.
As more True Immortals and Immortal Kings poured in, the auras in the arena intertwined and collided, creating such a heavy pressure that the air almost solidified.
Chi Mang frowned as he looked at Chen Xuan, a sense of unease rising in his heart for the first time: "It seems you've really lost your temper. Do you know that if you lose this battle, your entire sect will have to pay off the debts of the Nine Springs Realm for a million years?"
"Enough with the nonsense! I'm just asking if you dare!" Chen Xuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse like a broken gong—this was caused by him deliberately channeling his internal energy into his eyes. It seemed crazy, but in reality, he had a good grasp of it.
The Immortal Kings and God Kings of the Nine Springs Realm, the Heavenly Demon Realm, and the Celestial Realm grew solemn. They had never imagined that Winged Brilliance would lose, but if they did win, it would mean completely offending Ruthless and the Flame Dragon Realm, leading to endless troubles.
Chi Mang squinted at Chen Xuan, then glanced at the dark mass of powerful figures outside the arena. Although he felt pressured, he was blinded by greed and arrogance.
He looked up at the betting stakes on the sky, a calculating smile playing on his lips. He wanted to further swear an oath to Chen Xuan, so he said, "Hmph, what do I have to fear? It's just that our betting stakes are not evenly matched—I have nearly two hundred million Chaos Units, while you only have ninety million."