Demon Dragon Mad God
Chapter 279: Start the Winning Streak

Chapter 279: Chapter 279: Start the Winning Streak

One should know that a Low-Grade Spirit Stone is worth two thousand taels of gold, and a hundred of such stones, if exchanged for gold, amounts to two hundred thousand taels.

Two hundred thousand taels of gold is unquestionably a substantial fortune for a Middle-Rank Great Martial Master.

Lin Feng secretly shook his head; this guy actually dared to confront him!

However, it’s just a bet, Lin Feng didn’t care much about it. The only thing was, he no longer had any Spirit Stones on him!

Gold Notes, however, he had quite a few in his possession.

Subsequently, Lin Feng and the man went together to the betting area at the bottom of the stands and placed their bets.

Hong Tengyun bet on three victories, while Lin Feng bet on five!

The betting rules at the Four Seas Martial Arts Arena are based on how many matches the chosen martial artist can win.

However, since the probability of hitting the mark is quite low, the odds were set at one-to-three.

Lin Feng didn’t actually intend to win this bet; it was just for fun, as he was not very familiar with the fighting prowess of some martial artists in the arena.

After placing their bets, the two returned to the stands to watch the battle.

Soon after, the first challenger to Ding Peng took to the stage.

He was a youth in his twenties, with a cultivation level of a Great Martial Master Fifth Layer Middle Stage, and his aura was not weak.

"Step down!"

Ding Peng bellowed, unleashing a punch that roared through the void.

Boom!

With only one move, just one move, Ding Peng blasted the young man off the Battle Platform.

First victory!

After a while, more challengers approached Ding Peng, and the second match began.

Ding Peng’s strength was indeed formidable; his Fist Technique was practiced to perfection, resulting in consecutive victories.

Second victory!

Third victory!

Fourth victory!

By the time Ding Peng secured his fourth consecutive victory, Hong Tengyun’s expression turned unsightly, for he had already lost.

To him, losing a bet was a minor issue, but losing face in front of Lin Feng was a significant matter.

Thinking of Lin Feng betting on Ding Peng for five consecutive wins, a sneer formed at the corner of Hong Tengyun’s mouth.

"I won’t let you win!"

The young man thought to himself. He had already lost and obviously couldn’t allow Lin Feng to win.

"I’ll go and have some fun with him!"

The youth rose to his feet, stepping forward and rushing toward the Battle Platform.

Hong Tengyun was going to personally take action and end Ding Peng’s winning streak!

Boom!

Hong Tengyun stepped onto the Battle Platform, his aura surging skyward.

Just from the aura he displayed, it was clear that Hong Tengyun was more powerful than Ding Peng by a notch.

Seeing Hong Tengyun ascend to the Battle Platform, Lin Feng’s face went cold.

He had bet on Ding Peng to win five consecutive matches, and now with four straight wins already, even a fool could see the opponent’s intent as Hong Tengyun took the stage.

On the Battle Platform, Hong Tengyun had a proud look on his face, head held high, looking down at Ding Peng, and said, "You’re no match for me. It’s better to admit defeat early, or don’t blame me for broken bones and torn muscles!"

Ding Peng heard this and his expression darkened, frowning, he said, "Aren’t you being a bit too arrogant?"

"Arrogant?"

Hong Tengyun snorted derisively and said, "Arrogance is based on strength!"

"I’ll give you five breaths to admit defeat, or I won’t hold back any longer!"

Hong Tengyun was very domineering and confident.

"Come on then!"

Ding Peng shouted, his expression grave, as his aura surged wildly.

"Since you’re asking for a beating, I have nothing to say!"

Hong Tengyun sneered, launching an attack abruptly, his hand transforming into a claw, violently lunging at Ding Peng.

The immense True Qi claw shadow tore through the air to attack, the True Qi giant claw vast, each finger reaching three meters long, completely locking Ding Peng within its grip.

Ding Peng danced his fists, throwing punches to meet the attack.

Boom!

With one strike, Ding Peng was forced back five steps.

Boom boom boom!

The second strike, Ding Peng staggered back ten steps.

The third strike, blood trickled from the corner of Ding Peng’s mouth.

The fourth strike, Ding Peng spurted blood from all seven orifices, was flung off the battle platform, his life and death unknown!

With four moves, Hong Tengyun defeated Ding Peng, inevitably causing a stir around the arena.

"Amazing! Ding Peng’s strength is so formidable, yet he was defeated in just four moves!"

"That’s Hong Tengyun, a direct descendant of the Hong Family, a top disciple of the Fiery Sun Sect, a genius of Eighth Grade Star!"

"..."

Standing proudly on the battle platform, Hong Tengyun looked down at Ding Peng crashed on the ground and disdainfully said: "I told you to admit defeat, but you wouldn’t listen. You’re truly seeking death!"

In the Four Seas Martial Arts Arena, killing is not forbidden; any martial artist who steps onto the battle platform fights willingly. Even if killed, it is nothing out of the ordinary.

After speaking, Hong Tengyun turned his head, casting a mocking glance at Lin Feng who was sitting far away in the stands.

Since Ding Peng lost in the fifth match, Lin Feng’s bet was lost as well!

After defeating Ding Peng, Hong Tengyun did not step down from the battle platform but waited for other challengers, prepared to continue the fight.

Lin Feng’s expression remained indifferent, but a glint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

This Hong Tengyun was truly bullying too far!

Lin Feng was no kind soul; if someone bullied him, he would strike back.

Swoosh!

Lin Feng stood up, stepped down from the stands, approached the dueling platform below, and staked all the remaining gold notes on his person, which amounted to about 160,000 taels.

He bet against Hong Tengyun, only for a single win!

Because next, Hong Tengyun was bound to lose!

Swoosh!

After placing the bet, Lin Feng’s figure soared, stepping up onto the battle platform in one bound.

Seeing Lin Feng step onto the battle platform, Hong Tengyun’s eyebrows raised slightly, and he scoffed: "What? Angry because you lost the bet? Want to have a go against me?"

Hong Tengyun didn’t take Lin Feng seriously at all, as he was well aware of his own strength.

Not to mention a Great Martial Master Fifth Layer martial artist, even a Great Martial Master Sixth Layer wouldn’t easily defeat him.

"The bet is lost, but I’m about to win it back!" Lin Feng said with a light laugh.

"Oh? How will you win it back?" Hong Tengyun asked with curiosity.

Although he saw Lin Feng had gone to the betting platform, he wasn’t aware of what Lin Feng had bet on.

"Because, I bet against you, that you can only win once!" Lin Feng said with a cold smile, his face carrying a mocking look.

"What?" Upon hearing this, Hong Tengyun’s expression instantly darkened, and he coldly shouted: "The sheer arrogance of the ignorant! Today, I will not kill you, but I will maim you!"

Hong Tengyun’s eyes turned frosty, like that of a venomous snake.

Lin Feng betting he would only win once meant that Lin Feng was implying he would be defeated by Lin Feng himself!

"Can’t be bothered with your nonsense. You, get down!" Lin Feng said indifferently. As his words fell, he suddenly launched a punch.

The roaring fist power shattered the air, reaching its target in an instant.

Hong Tengyun hurriedly tried to defend, but his strength was simply worlds apart from Lin Feng’s.

Boom!

Hong Tengyun was directly blasted away, tumbling through the air before crashing down from the battle platform.

With one move, Lin Feng defeated Hong Tengyun.

"You... pugh!"

Hong Tengyun was in complete disarray, his face ashen as he struggled to his feet, looking up at Lin Feng on the battle platform with a face filled with shock.

He barely started to speak when a sweetness surged in his throat, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"How can you possibly be so strong?"

Shortly after, Hong Tengyun, with a face as dark as iron, yelled loudly.

Lin Feng stood on the battle platform, not even bothering to glance at him, his gaze sweeping around the area, waiting for others to challenge him.

Lin Feng had already held back; had he not, Hong Tengyun would not have survived!

At this moment, the crowd in the stands began to buzz with discussion.

"Who is this kid? He defeated Hong Tengyun in just one move!"