1740: Stay on the Conservative Side...

Stay on the Conservative Side...

At last, the four of them came to a consensus.2

They'd wager eight thousand spirit currency on this gamble, but they would also continue betting on the normal matches with the remaining ten thousand.

Therefore, Mentor Zhou Danjin heartachingly went to place this wager of eight thousand.

Unfortunately, the little stoic's Team Lychee did not get matched up against another team again for the day.

There was a light rain that night, so the weather was extremely hot and humid the next morning.

It was already mid-August. They were staying at a random tavern in Wengka City. It was cheap, but the environment wasn't that great.

In the end, Qiao Mu's group decided to see if there was a better inn nearby after the matches concluded for the day.

Even though the little stoic wasn't too particular about this stuff, their lodgings should at least be comfortable.

After all, they had to stay in Wengka City for twenty or so days. It wasn't too good to just bear with it the entire time.

Even Qi Xuanxuan agreed this time around, posturing as if she had big bucks. It was as if she had already gotten the tenfold reward money as she puffed out her chest confidently.

Hey, weren't these people a bit too optimistic?

She hadn't even fought her first battle in the arena king competition. She really didn't know where these people's confidence came from.

The arena king competition was relatively unrestrained, and you could strike up a challenge whenever you wanted on the second-level stage.

Early this morning, a fleshy man jumped into the center of the second-level stage. He promptpy kicked yesterday's unlucky arena king off the stage with several moves.

This person stood at the center of the stage and looked askance at the opponents who came to challenge him with contempt.

One time, a second time, a third time. When he defeated the fourth person in three moves, the audience burst out in thunderous cheers.

"Hahahahaha!" A middle-aged man sitting in the first row of the VIP seats was fingering the emerald thumb ring on his left hand. He then glanced mirthfully at the man next to him who had a foul expression. "Family Head Zhu, what do you think? Like I said, our clan's Iron Pillar will definitely become the final arena king."

That man with a darkened expression snorted and turned his head aside as he responded coldly, "Not necessarily. The true victor is the one who gets the last laugh. Family Head You, you don't need me to teach you this, do you?"

Family Head You sniggered as he turned his emerald thumb ring. "Then does Family Head Zhu dare to make a personal bet with me?"

"The wager will be that blood vermilion fruit the Zhu Family obtained several days ago. How about it?"

Family Head Zhu's expression changed drastically, and he shook his head with a scoff. "No way!"

"You!" Family Head You, who had originally planned to set a trap for Family Head Zhu, couldn't help but be enraged when he saw that the latter paid him no attention at all.

"You think I'm stupid?" Zhu Bin swept Family Head You a cold glance.

The blood vermilion fruit was a panacea that he procured with much difficulty to alter his only son's innately weak constitution. How could he wager something so important that was linked to his son's life and future?

Family Head You tried to incite him. "Speaking frankly, Family Head Zhu, you just don't dare. You also think that our Iron Pillar will also become the arena king too right?"

Zhu Bin stayed silent. No matter what offensive things Family Head You said, he didn't get provoked at all.

"Tsk tsk. I advise you to stop your foolishness. Is there anyone in your whole Zhu Clan who knows how to use this blood vermilion fruit? There isn't anyone at all!"

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