I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 1124 - 1125 Wu Chengjue vs Liu Jinshui
Chapter 1124: Chapter 1125: Wu Chengjue vs Liu Jinshui
Chapter 1124: Chapter 1125: Wu Chengjue vs Liu Jinshui
The speed of the competition on the arena was absurdly fast. The Great Elder, who originally had disciples prepared to whittle down the progeny of the super sects, all forfeited at the first opportunity, not daring to take the stage.
They were just on Ice Dragon Island to make connections with other talented individuals and had no intention of fighting to the death, nor was it worth risking their lives for Ice Dragon Island. Ultimately, this was Long Aotian’s own problem. If he wanted to take first place, then he would have to fight for it himself; they would no longer accompany him.
With the few exceptional competitors around the arena all forfeiting, they flickered back to their seats in the spectator stands, next to the various clan elders. Suddenly, the area became much quieter, leaving only Li Xiaobai and a few others besides Long Aotian.
Long Aotian’s face became somewhat dull; he felt surrounded.
“These talents are giving up and admitting defeat so readily. It seems they are quite fearful of the reputation of the Villain’s Guild, not daring to clash directly with their edge.”
“Yes, these talents all come from super sects, with formidable backgrounds. Ordinary people simply don’t dare to oppose them, and it’s said that these fellows have been lethal on the arena.”
“This time around, Ice Dragon Island’s martial contest for marriage alliances might just backfire on them. It’s just unclear who will end up taking the top spot!”
The cultivators watching around were thrilled. Goodness, they were lucky to come today; otherwise, they would have missed this spectacular drama.
Down below, Long Aotian’s face changed several times, unsure and fluctuating. The Great Elder on the stone pillar moved his lips slightly, and soon after, Long Aotian’s mood stabilized.
He surveyed his surroundings before walking towards a corner where a woman in a brocaded dress was sitting cross-legged.
“This Immortal must be the renowned Deputy Helmsman Wu Chengjue from the Eastern Continent’s Enforcement Team, right?”
“I am Long Aotian, the Great Disciple of Ice Dragon Island, and I extend my greetings to you,” said Long Aotian, wearing a smiling face.
“What is it” Wu Chengjue opened her eyes, glanced briefly, and spoke indifferently.
“If the Immortal, representing Helmsman Beichen of the Enforcement Team, is only here to witness the event and not particularly interested in the competition, how about we join forces? As long as the Immortal can defeat her opponent and lose to me on the arena, I can offer up a Frost-attribute Precious Immortal Herb afterwards that will surely satisfy the Immortal,” Long Aotian said candidly.
A glimmer of interest flashed in Wu Chengjue’s eyes: “I’ve heard there is an Immortal Herb on Ice Dragon Island called the Ten Thousand Years Cold Immortal Plant?”
Long Aotian said with a smile, “The Immortal is indeed well-informed, even knowing about the Ten Thousand Years Cold Immortal Plant. However, even my Ice Dragon Island has only one such plant and cannot offer it to the Immortal. But there are indeed many Thousand Year Welcoming Cold Immortal Plants on the island, including some that are over five thousand years old. I can offer one of them to the Immortal.”
“That works. Show me the goods first, then I’ll take care of the business,” said Wu Chengjue, nodding her head and speaking slowly.
“Easy to say. As long as the Immortal is willing to help, I will present the resources immediately!”
…
On the other side.
Liu Jinshui began wandering among the spectator seats, constantly whispering into the ears of cultivators from the various sects.
“Take a look, place your bets! Once you bet, there’s no going back!”
“Today could be the day for a huge upset; the chance for you all to get rich has arrived!”
“With only the exceptional competitors from the various clans and the powerhouses of the super sects left on the arena, who do you think will be the ultimate winner?”
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“There’s no manipulation behind the scenes, refusing all dark box operations, real bets at ten times payout! What are you fellow daoists waiting for? Hurry and place your bets!” Liu Jinshui shouted joyfully.
“Brother, you’re also with the Villain’s Guild. Who do you think among those below can last until the end?”
Cultivators were asking questions.
“Hmm, I personally think that Senior Sister Su from the Hundred Flowers Sect is very strong, using sheer power to break all kinds of techniques. She’s quite troublesome and definitely one of the strongest contenders!”
“However, that female disciple from the Five Poison Cult is also quite cunning. Everyone saw her performance in the ring yesterday, defeating her opponent with just a decoy—absolutely outrageous. And there are those who have not yet taken action; they must also have their unique skills. Let Ol’ Fatty tell you all about them…”
Liu Jinshui spoke earnestly, analyzing the strengths and weaknesses of the people below with a solemn expression.
Tricking the cultivators into nodding repeatedly, they looked convinced by his words.
“What about you, Brother Liu? Do you think you can defeat them?”
The cultivator asked again.
“Hehe, well, I’m a businessman and I’m not interested in the fighting and killing on the stage. How about this—I think you guys are quite likeable, so I’ll give you a tip: if Ol’ Fatty goes up there and just messes around a bit before stepping down, you’ll know how to bet. Got it?”
Liu Jinshui said cheerfully. Betting was all about psychology; some would believe him, some wouldn’t, but once he actually stepped down, even those who didn’t believe would become his followers. Then, when the opportunity arose to pull off an upset, it would be perfect for a big haul!
This was called spending small money to make big money, casting a long line to catch a big fish!
“Alright, I believe you!”
“I’ll start with a small bet on Su Yunbing to test the waters!”
“No more talking, betting it all on Su Yunbing. From now on, she is my main bet!”
“I’m placing my bet on Ye Wushuang!”
“Hehe, I’m different. I suspect this fatso is tricking us. He says he’ll deliberately lose, but I just don’t buy that. I’m going to bet on you!”
“Double down, double down, super double down!”
The cultivators took out their Space Rings one after another and handed them to Liu Jinshui, the scene getting heated. Not only were the young onlookers buying in, but many Sect and clan powers were as well. They wanted to use this betting opportunity to get in touch with Liu Jinshui, to see what kind of genius this cultivator with the dual identities of a Villian’s Guild member and a star of a Super Sect was.
So far, he seemed to have a good head for business.
Above on the high platform, the Great Elder stood up once more, flicking his wrist and tossing out several Tokens. He announced loudly, “Gentlemen, events on today’s stage have been quite unexpected, but we are getting closer to the eventual victor. The same old rules apply: the numbers are the order of entry, and those with matching numbers will be opponents. Please, it is time to take the stage.”
In the void, several streaks of light flew by, and everyone’s hands now held a small Token. Li Xiaobai took the Token and looked intently at it. The number was “three”—finally, he wouldn’t be the first to fight.
“With an odd number of participants, there will certainly be one with a bye. It seems I won’t be facing Long Aotian this round.”
Yang Chen lightly shook his fan and surveyed the crowd. Including Yitilou, there would be exactly ten people, but Ice Dragon Island was definitely not going to let him fight again.
“Damn it, I’m the first to fight, how unlucky is that!”
Liu Jinshui looked at the Token in his hand with a displeased expression. He hadn’t had enough time to get close to the wealthy patrons.
“Who’s the opponent? If it’s our own people, just fight casually and be done with it,” Su Yunbing asked, her Token number being later than the rest. The others shook their heads, looking somewhat confused.
“It’s that female cultivator, seems her name is Wu Chengjue!”
Ye Wushuang pointed at a lady in a dazzlying dress who was slowly rising from a quiet spot, her existence known by everyone, but she hadn’t made much of an appearance yet which nearly made people forget about her.
“Brilliant, to cross hands with a beauty, I am much pleased. The Great Elder really gets me!”
Liu Jinshui stepped forward, dragging a series of golden illusions as he got onto the stage: “Come fight!”
Below, Long Aotian said quietly, “Immortal Wu, it’s all on you now. The five-thousand-year-old Cold-Inviting Immortal Strain Plant is ready. The opponent is a star from the Golden Blade Sect. Are you confident?”
Wu Chengjue nodded slightly, her expression detached: “If the resources are in place, I’ll take them all down!”
