"Only what?"

Feng Yi actually wanted to say, even the king of Cantelu wouldn't dare to act tough in front of him, no matter how big a boss, you've got to speak with evidence, right? "Are you sure you want to frame me?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" Upon hearing this, a man in black immediately stepped forward to kick him, but Feng Yi narrowly avoided it.

"Alright, friend, come with us for a bit." The steward smiled and said, "If the inspection machines make no errors, we will clear your name."

At this moment, being as helpless as a fish on a chopping block, resistance would only bring more vicious retaliation. Feng Yi reluctantly agreed, "Okay."

To his surprise, not long after leaving, with just a blink, the other party changed their mind, faster than flipping a book, yet they didn't directly attack him. They merely brought him to a dimly lit room, where the man amiably said, "Kid, you should know your current situation."

"Yes, and what do you want to do with me?"

The man wasn't in a hurry, first lighting a cigar, then leisurely saying, "There once was an old saying about doing in Rome as Romans do. Without rules, there can't be a square circle, so in every place, there are local methods, right?"

"And then?"

"It's simple; those who don't understand the rules receive corresponding punishment. You've broken the rules and affected Gallia's reputation; do you know what the consequences are?"

"Death."

"Correct, but you're not that smart, because a smart person wouldn't answer as you did. What I can't understand is how you can remain calm?" He paused and said, "Do you want to die?"

"Given a choice, how many people do you think want to die?"

"Well said, actually, brother can save you this time."

"Save me?"

"Yes. I want half your chips."

The man didn't seem that bad; upon hearing this, Feng Yi's eyes involuntarily sharpened, which the other interpreted as a glint of light in his eyes.

"Don't get excited, I haven't finished talking." Then the man took out a contract, enticing him like a seductive demon, "Just put a fingerprint here, and it's done."

"What is this?"

"Contract."

"You want to save me, yet make me sign to fight underground?"

"Little brother, that's naïve, isn't it? The brothers are all watching over there; I can't do anything without swapping things secretly. How can I save you?" He said impatiently, "Still don't get it? I've bribed the insiders, you go up and fool around, put on a dead act, at most suffer some bruises. After the act, you'll allocate 50 million to me, deal?"

Even Feng Yi couldn't help but mutter, "Brilliant, very brilliant."

"Quickly press your fingerprint. Don't forget to be alert on stage."

Feng Yi nodded and signed the death contract, unknowing that the casino's lower levels held other worlds. A few minutes later, he arrived at the hall, witnessing a shocking scene he never imagined the peak arena would have such a dark place.

The onlookers weren't that many, but numbering in the hundreds, their eyes filled with distortion and madness.

Brilliant, indeed brilliant, selling oneself and counting money for the opponent as this sugar-coated bomb is truly crafty. Pretending to bribe and colluding secretly by signing a death contract is essentially killing with a borrowed knife, making one laugh.

The casino probably did this often, not the first time, but how should this battle be fought?

While thoughts scattered, the big brother who was amiable had completely changed his expression, staring at him like the world's dumbest fool, or rather, as if looking at a dead man, "What are you thinking, hurry and go up the passage, or do I have to call someone to drag you up?"

"That's not what you said just now."

"Little brother, there was once an old saying, 'Times change and so do situations.'"

"Times change and so do situations..." Feng Yi repeated, slowly walking onto the stage.

The opponent was a burly man, no guesswork needed; this guy was absolutely a killer, with a vicious glare. He flashed a menacing smile at Feng Yi, revealing white teeth and showing explosive muscles along with a throat-slitting gesture, clearly intending not to let him go.

As the saying goes, 'Spare others when you can,' letting go of the opponent is also letting go of oneself, isn't it? Yin and yang rotate with fate, every worldly matter is relative, but alas, it isn't so.

Clang!

The iron cage dropped with a heavy sound, instantly drowned by the crowd's frenzied shouts…

Looking again at the opponent, he was suddenly wielding a barbed iron rod, swinging it in the void producing a sound that pierced the air, a treatment only kings could possess, but he didn't actually have it.

The layman watches the excitement while the expert looks at the skill. Feng Yi could already tell the giant wasn't simple; his level was probably above First-Order. Being fooled by his rough appearance could lead to heavy losses.

Until the battle began, the man wasn't in a rush to attack, extending his calfs-eating arm to shake the iron cage madly, producing chaotic metallic sounds to show madness, constantly eliciting resonance from the audience, as if only this way would be satisfying!

"Are you scared? Angry? Unwilling? Wronged?" The man seemingly mocked the prey's fate with a laugh.

"No, I'm just furious."

Indeed, Feng Yi wasn't angry but furious, thunderously raging! Everyone here deserved to die! Look at their heartless faces, death isn't sufficient to atone! If it wasn't him standing here today, if ordinary people were here, what tragic ends would those innocents face?!

The man nodded, the cage-shaking stopped, and suddenly ambushed, flinging his weapon towards Feng Yi's lower body, seemingly not wanting to quickly kill the helpless opponent.

Buzz... Boom...

The lethal weapon suddenly froze in mid-air, rebounding as if hitting an invisible wall.

Feng Yi gradually opened his frosty eyes, with dilating pupils, slowly extending one arm, a beam of light dazzling in his palm, hair growing and transforming over time into a form people just got to know.

—Beyond the Divine Wind, One Transformation

The scene unfolding before him was so familiar yet unfamiliar, unfamiliar to the point of instant fail to recall, yet soon, people gradually discovered something remarkable.

In the next instant, people's bodies abruptly defied gravity, rising, before they could react, suddenly a gamma-ray burst shot diagonally upward, piercing space, morphing into the universe's brightest brilliance.

Ignorant ones would think an earthquake occurred, as the upper casino crowd dispersed like mad birds and beasts…

The previous man wasn't dead, merely dumbfounded staring at the scarred scene, lost in thought. Long after, he suddenly remembered something, turned, and ran, pulling out a communication device, shouting loudly…

"Miss, something big happened, something big happened, someone attacked, attacked!"

"Attack? What happened to the casino? Who attacked?"

Recalling the earlier call made her faintly uneasy. Could it be? Unfortunately, the person in charge was nearly insane, speaking incoherently as if extremely agitated, unable to question clearly.

But, whoever it may be had to pay. Before the investigation concluded, another call let her collapse on the ground: there's a slanted hole pierced in the casino's lower level by something unknown?

Well, stepping on the Titan Spirit King's head like this, offending Barbara Yashi, no matter if Titan Spirit or humans, this matter couldn't be easily resolved, even Cantelu she would demand an explanation today.

"Relay my order, dispatch elite units to seal off region one's underground casino, capture the destroyer and execute without mercy, remember to preserve his brain."

"As you command, however… Region one is under human jurisdiction, suddenly going there may..."

"I have my measures."

Not long after, the casino area was sealed completely under the Titan Spirit's elite troop's tight control, nearly impenetrable, with numerous spirit masters present, some combat power rivaling the royal family. Although only a small part, it fully showed the bigwig's emphasis on this matter.

As the search expanded, the spirit troops quickly located the lower level and successfully captured a wild Feng Yi.

It seemed he was responsible; since the upper level commanded, the spirits refrained from extra words, deploying sky and earth net-like formations, swooshing to kill.

Seeing the situation, Feng Yi faced them head-on, fists swinging with dragon's roar sounds, contact meant death, and within a second, dozens of elite units had turned to dust and vanished.

Hmph! Spirits are too presumptuous, setting a casino in human areas, dare block him with just mere elite troops, even the bizarre can't withstand a Dragon Fist strike. If he doesn't act out, do they really think he's gentle?

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