"Crap, this pretty boy is actually today's challenger? Too hilarious, right?"

"Damn, this guy is not even from the same planet as the Bull Demon King, okay? Just one of his fingers could wipe him out."

"Let's bet, how many rounds can he last? Definitely not even one round."

...

All the guests, looking at the sly and giggling Yang Fei, were buzzing with discussions.

Some were gleeful at the misfortune, some sneered and jeered, but more people rushed to the betting counter to place their bets.

The Bull Demon King seemed like the War God King Kong from the legends.

And in front of him, Yang Fei looked like a child who hadn't yet grown up, pitifully weak.

The betting guests didn't even need to think with their heels to know who to bet on.

This kind of money, it was too easy not to earn.

There were also some seasoned and cautious bettors who suspected Yang Fei was a plant put forth by the casino.

Perhaps, there would be a huge twist in fate with Yang Fei.

But looking at Yang Fei, with his pretty boy face, someone who you felt could be made to cry with just a slap, many still dared not place their bets on him.

In the end, only about a dozen adventure-seeking gamblers placed their bets on Yang Fei.

Just then, the tall and brawny Mad Blade, shouldering his way through the betting crowd, threw a card onto the counter and chuckled, "Two million, on the challenger."

Mad Blade's daring bet elicited many gasps of surprise.

In the First Blood Arena, there were plenty of bosses who casually tossed thousands of gold.

But someone as bold and unrestrained as Mad Blade was rare.

After all, the challenger Yang Fei seemed far too weak.

The staff respectfully swiped the card and then handed the betting slip to Mad Blade.

Mad Blade chuckled and took the betting slip, then turned and strode away nonchalantly.

Countless people pointed and whispered behind him, looking at him as if he were a fool.

Just then, a beauty with delicately painted lips and willow-leaf eyebrows in a red dress walked over.

She too threw a bank card onto the betting counter with a voice as melodious as the Oriole's, enchantingly sweet, "Two million, on the challenger."

This beauty was none other than Yan Ran, whom Yang Fei had just met not long before.

Upon hearing Yan Ran's words, the onlooking crowd all inhaled a cold breath.

Some couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Yang Fei on the stage.

Could it be that this guy was a supremely skilled fighter, concealing his true strength?

Yet, even after Yan Ran left, those who hesitated still didn't dare to bet on the challenger.

No way around it, the challenger, that guy named Yang Fei, looked as frail as a quail.

Following that, Yi Long, Fan Yi, and Li Shun all came forward to bet. Yi Long placed a million, Fan Yi bet only ten thousand.

Li Shun, however, placed a hefty two million.

After thinking for a moment, he instructed the staff to put down another two million and said with a smile, "Brother Fei has worked hard, consider these two million as my support for him."

The odds were quickly displayed at the betting counter.

The Bull Demon King was at even odds, but Yang Fei's odds were set at ten to one.

On the stage, the host had already whipped the atmosphere up to the highest peak.

The Bull Demon King, eager to dismantle Yang Fei's bones, couldn't wait, his bloodshot eyes staring fiercely at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei, however, stood in front of the stage, composed and relaxed, doing warm-up exercises with a rhythm of one-two-three-four, two-two-three-four.

The expression on his face was utterly laid-back.

The cage clanged open, and the Bull Demon King was the first to crawl in.

Standing in the cage, he beckoned to Yang Fei, "Come, taste the might of yours truly."

Yang Fei stood at the cage entrance, glancing over at Young Master Sun not far away.

With an expression full of a guilty conscience and timidity, he said, "Big guy, when we start, can you go easy on me?"

The Bull Demon King snorted, his fists colliding with a loud thump.

He sneered and said, "You're scared now, but it's too late. Even if you don't enter the cage, I'm going to break you."

Yang Fei chuckled and zipped into the cage, actually startling the Bull Demon King.

Not far away, Huang Da stood respectfully, with Eldest Senior Brother sitting upright before him.

Eldest Senior Brother caught sight of Yang Fei's movement technique, which was impressively fast. He suddenly uttered a surprised sound and became even more attentive.

"The challenge for the Arena Champion begins now."

The host tossed a white glove into the arena, announcing loudly.

At that instant, the entire place fell silent.

Everyone held their breath and watched intently as the white glove that was thrown into the cage slowly descended from above.

The moment the white glove touched the ground, Bull Demon King, like a cannonball fired from its chamber, charged furiously towards Yang Fei.

Yang Fei stood in place, looking at him with a half-smile, not moving an inch.

"Damn it, has this asshole been scared stiff?"

"It's over, there goes my thirty thousand bucks, I knew this guy was a sham."

…

Several clients who had placed their bets on Yang Fei began to scream in panic.

Everyone's hearts turned cold as ice.

Bang!

A booming sound filled the air.

Bull Demon King's hook punch exploded through the air, smashing towards Yang Fei's left Taiyang acupoint.

Under the stage, someone let out a scream of terror.

Someone might get killed.

But at that very moment, Yang Fei moved.

With a casual flick of his hand, he grabbed Bull Demon King's fist, which was as big as a sea bowl, as if he were catching a fly.

Bull Demon King simply couldn't believe his eyes.

His punch had been tested on a force meter and exceeded three hundred kilograms.

If you added the current inertia and the momentum of his charge, it would surpass half a ton.

It could be said that even a real bull could be knocked down by Bull Demon King with one punch.

How could this slender and tall young man stop him with just one hand?

"Oh my God, such great strength!"

"Damn, he turned out to be a master."

…

The audience below the stage also widened their eyes in disbelief.

All of them were staring at Yang Fei's left hand in amazement.

That left hand seemed to possess magical power, effortlessly pinning Bull Demon King's fist in place.

Silence!

A silence as heavy as death!

Bull Demon King's face turned bright red.

He exerted all his strength in an attempt to retract his fist.

However, his fist remained in Yang Fei's grasp, immovable as if made of solid metal.

Yang Fei's facial expression was serene and detached, he nonchalantly pushed Bull Demon King's fist down from the position of the Taiyang acupoint.

During this process, Bull Demon King used all his energy, hoping to pull back his fist.

He struggled so much that the bones in his body rattled loudly, but to no avail.

All the people, as if they had contracted a toothache, collectively inhaled sharply non-stop.

This casual fellow possessed extraordinary strength.

Yang Fei released his grip, looking indifferently at Bull Demon King with a mocking smile on his lips, "How is it, still want to fight?"

"Damn your grandfather!"

The humiliation of defeat completely enraged Bull Demon King.

He cursed and, once again, his fists thundered towards Yang Fei's head.

Yang Fei extended his palm in defense, and with two whooshing sounds, his left hand, swift as a crane's beak, swiftly jabbed twice at the eye area of Bull Demon King.

Ao!

Bull Demon King crouched down, covering his eyes, letting out a scream akin to a pig being slaughtered.

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