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Venerable Xue Feng resorted to reverse psychology, trying to provoke Chu Feng into agreeing.

This, however, made Chu Feng sneer inwardly. ’That old bastard is rotten to the core, full of dirty tricks.’

’He’s just worried I won’t dare to bet with him, so he’s provoking me on purpose, trying to force my hand.’

Little did he know, Chu Feng was waiting for this exact moment.

This time, Chu Feng planned to win so much off the man that he wouldn’t even have underwear left to wear.

After all, Bai Xue had learned the Heaven-Slaying Sword Emperor’s Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique. Her strength was incredible, and her combat prowess was absolutely fierce.

To unleash the true power of the Celestial Sword Technique, one needed a powerful Divine Soul, and the energy consumption was immense. That was why Bai Xue had not learned it.

Even if she had learned it, it would have been useless. In the tournament ring, she’d be exhausted after using it just a few times.

The Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, on the other hand, was much simpler to learn; its moves were very straightforward.

Furthermore, in combat, the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique was absolutely ferocious, its power utterly terrifying.

"Heh, Chu Feng, are you scared? Too scared to even take a bet with us? That previous wager between you and Venerable Xue Feng was pathetic—only five Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones. How about this: I’ll put up fifteen and bet on the Dragon Hall disciple to win. What do you say? Do you dare take me on?"

At that moment, Xue Wujian said with a cold laugh, his eyes filled with contempt and provocation as he looked at Chu Feng.

In his eyes, Bai Xue’s strength was rather average. Although she had made it into the top forty, her overall power ranked her among the weaker competitors in that group.

Therefore, he believed she had mostly gotten this far by luck and was certain she couldn’t defeat the disciple from Dragon Hall.

"Oh-ho, Xue Wujian, even you want to get in on this and bet with me?" Chu Feng asked with a smile.

"What? You don’t dare? We’ll just bet on this match. I wonder if you even have the guts," Xue Wujian said, a mocking smile on his face.

"Fine, let’s make a bet. It’s only fifteen Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones. Bring it on." With that, Chu Feng immediately produced fifteen Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones.

Both men handed their Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones to the Seven Kills Sword Master.

Fifteen Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones was no small amount. Even for Martial Arts Peak Realm Cultivators, taking out so many at once was enough to make them feel the sting for a long time.

After all, Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones were extremely rare in the world. Each one used was gone forever; they were non-renewable consumables.

Back in the day, the mineral vein in the Heaven-Slaying Sword Emperor’s cave had only yielded a little over ten Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones, which just went to show how precious they truly were.

The discovery of a Martial Cultivation Spirit Stone vein would inevitably trigger a bloody slaughter, one where even experts of the Martial Arts Peak Realm could fall.

"I’m in, too! I’ll bet as well!" Venerable Xue Feng declared.

"Then you’ll have to put up fifteen too. Fifteen stones per person, that’s the deal. Take it or leave it," Chu Feng said.

"Excellent. This is what I like to see." Seeing that Chu Feng was willing to bet, Venerable Xue Feng immediately broke into an excited smile.

He had been waiting for Chu Feng to agree. As long as Chu Feng took the bait, everything would go according to plan.

Venerable Xue Feng quickly handed fifteen Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones to the Seven Kills Sword Master. The sight made the other Martial Arts Venerables’ eyes widen in envy.

"Bai Xue, you have to give it your all! I’ve bet my entire net worth on you!" Chu Feng called out to her.

Bai Xue glanced in Chu Feng’s direction.

The Seven Kills Sword Master then addressed the crowd, "Everyone, a small wager can be amusing, but a large one can be ruinous."

"We’ve already agreed, so let’s just do it," Chu Feng said with a laugh. "Besides, I don’t have that many Martial Cultivation Spirit Stones to lose. I have faith that my senior sister will definitely win."

On the battle stage, the fight had already begun.

Bai Xue immediately took the initiative, her attack sharp and her Sword Skill ferocious.

Her opponent, the Cultivator from Dragon Hall, wielded a long, cyan spear that seemed to exude an oceanic aura, even from a distance.

TING! TING! TING!

The man twirled the spear in his hands, deftly blocking Bai Xue’s longsword.

The clash of their weapons echoed with a series of crisp, metallic rings.

"Darling, do you think Senior Sister Bai Xue can win?" Su Miaoke asked as she watched the fight. She was beginning to feel uneasy, even nervous.

"You don’t need to worry about that," Chu Feng said with a smile. "It’s a guaranteed win. Your Senior Sister Bai Xue is incredibly skilled."

’Besides, if she really can’t win, I can just step in and help.’

’After all, the perception range of my Divine Soul is vast enough to cover the entire stage.’

’And my Divine Soul is countless times more powerful than anyone else’s. If I were to secretly help Bai Xue, no one would ever know.’

"Heaven-Slaying First Sword!" Bai Xue shouted, unleashing the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique. Her swordplay instantly transformed, its power growing even more terrifying.

The moment she unleashed the technique, the Cultivator from Dragon Hall was thrown into a panic, struggling to even keep a grip on his spear.

He stared at Bai Xue, his face a mask of horror.

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